063 Press Fingerprints Every Day
"What?"
"Do you dream of a different wife every night?"
The corners of Kushida Kikyo's mouth twitched wildly. "What kind of bullshit secret is this?!"
"It's real!"
"What I'm talking about is real experience," Hikigaya said, continuing to share his deepest thoughts with a serious expression.
"Don't you think that's unusual?"
"Maybe it's some kind of superpower!"
"Besides that, I also learn some skills in my dreams. For example…"
Kushida Kikyo waved her hands impatiently. "Ah, I know! It's called chuunibyou, right?"
Hikigaya retorted sternly, "It's not chuunibyou!"
"Let me ask… am I among the wives you dreamed of?"
This was the only thing Kikyo Kushida had even a little interest in.
"No."
Hikigaya shook his head decisively.
Kushida Kikyo's face darkened immediately, and she started cursing: "You idiot! Stupid! Can't you even dream properly? Or is it that I'm not worthy of you dreaming about me? Look me straight in the eyes! Isn't Angel Kushida beautiful? Ah? Answer me!"
Faced with Kushida Kikyo's relentless questioning, Hikigaya was speechless for a moment.
"Why???"
"Then I should…"
"Try hard tonight and see if I can dream about you?" Hikigaya suggested weakly.
"Why don't you drop dead!!!"
Kushida Kikyo couldn't help but kick him. "I don't want to listen to your nonsense here!"
"Since you are unwilling to exchange secrets, you must agree to one condition of mine."
Kushida Kikyo realized she couldn't dig out any valuable secrets from Hikigaya, so she had to settle for the next best thing.
"What condition?" Hikigaya asked curiously.
"Be my tool to vent my anger."
Kushida Kikyo looked serious.
"What you said is really weird," Hikigaya muttered, almost laughing, but quickly recovered. "You don't want to use me as a tree hole, do you?"
"Good!"
Kushida Kikyo nodded in acknowledgment. Wearing a mask for so long had accumulated a lot of psychological pressure. She urgently needed a channel to vent.
"Let's not do it… in the middle of the night, go to a secluded place without surveillance, wear… just a few words will do," Hikigaya thought it was troublesome.
"No, there's a risk of being exposed. Just like today… I ran into you!"
Kushida Kikyo said she had learned a profound lesson.
"But for this kind of thing, why don't you go and discuss it with someone else?"
"Like Hirata… I think he'd be happy to listen to your troubles," Hikigaya tried to divert her.
"Hirata? Forget it, that guy has big problems himself!"
Kushida Kikyo's eyes flickered. Her intuition told her Hirata Yosuke's hidden traps were no smaller than hers.
After hearing this, Hikigaya gave up trying to persuade her. If these two hidden mines exploded at the same time, Class D would definitely be obliterated!
Under Kushida Kikyo's combined soft and hard tactics, Hikigaya finally reluctantly agreed to her conditions.
It was agreed that 2–3 times a week, Hikigaya would serve as a private "tree hole" for Kushida Kikyo to vent her frustrations.
(Idk what they mean by tree hole 😵💫)
"Huh~"
"So tired…"
Hikigaya returned to the dormitory feeling exhausted both physically and mentally. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep and entered dreamland.
***
"Hey~ Hachiman, take a look at my outfit, what do you think?"
This time, he dreamed of his new wife again. Long brown-blonde hair, a familiar hairstyle, perfect facial features, a gentle smile—like a holy archangel.
"Why are you here so suddenly…"
It's really her, I dreamed about Kushida!
Hikigaya looked at the mature Kushida Kikyo in front of him with a look of shock. She was dressed in a bright red and pink bathrobe, stunning at first glance.
"What are you daydreaming about? You're not thinking about another woman are you!"
Kikyo's face turned fierce in an instant as she glared at Hikigaya.
Well, that was just… Compared to the little angel Kushida who wears a false mask all day long, he would rather deal with the real Kushida Devil.
"Um, Kikyo, Kikyo… are we going somewhere today too?"
Hikigaya carefully chose his words, trying to gather information.
"Huh? Have you become stupid from working overtime? We're going to attend Ganye's fireworks display tonight," Kikyo explained unhappily.
Overtime? This time, his dream job was a corporate slave! Hikigaya was immediately disappointed.
"I heard that bitch Horikita recently returned to Ganye…"
"I really want to see her haggard and resentful face sooner," Kikyo gave an unconcealed sinister smile. She didn't sound like a decent heroine.
Hikigaya complained: how many years have passed, and the relationship between these two is still unclear? Why is it still so messy?
"That's right! You are not allowed to wear glasses tonight."
Kikyo dressed him while giving strong instructions.
"What glasses? My vision is 5.0 in both eyes. Even in the future, my eyesight will remain top-notch, so there's no need for glasses at all."
He glanced at the dressing table and saw several different styles of glasses. He inexplicably felt a hint of curiosity.
"For a natural hairstyle, just leave some hair up. Don't be too handsome, otherwise you'll attract stray cats."
Kikyo combed and dressed him throughout the whole process. This deserved a good review! After all, Hikigaya's dream was to live a life where everything was provided for him—a wonderful life of being served!
"OK, done~"
"Hachiman, ordinary handsome man, perfect!"
Kikyo clasped her hands together, and her expression instantly changed into that of a gentle and considerate beautiful wife.
"Now that we are ready, let's go."
Hikigaya also wanted to see how this dream world differed from reality.
"Wait a moment… Hachiman, have you forgotten the most important thing to do before going out? One thing?" Kikyo looked at him sharply.
"Um, what's the matter?"
Hikigaya really didn't remember, or maybe he didn't even know. What was going on?!
"Of course… handprints and pulls! This was the important opportunity that made us fall in love at first sight. I won't forget it!"
Kikyo took his hand and pressed it against her chest. In the broad hearts of people, the familiar touch and familiar softness—the weight of the girl, which couldn't be fully covered by one hand—was enough to show that Kikyo had grown a lot since her marriage. She was promoted from Class D to Class F!!
So, does he press his hands against her… This is too much of a dream!