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Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh chaos six

"How could I hate you!"

Hashimoto's emotional dam was finally broken by the flood that exceeded the limit. She almost roared out this sentence, and the hoarse tail sound was like the air flow after the helicopter landed, but it caused greater turmoil in the hearts of Fukawa and Shiraishi.

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"How could I hate you Mai Mai..." Hashimoto's hands were shaking, his steps were staggering, and he bent down and retreated to the wall.

Her pure and slender hands once took Fukawa's arm naturally and tenderly, and also wrapped around her waist. The two of them laughed and played, but now they can only cover her face in vain to pick up the destined person.

Tears falling from fingertips.

"It's because I can't say things like 'hate' or 'reject' that I can't give an answer. Mai Mai, can you tell me? This is wrong, right? This is incorrect, right?"

,If that’s the case, why haven’t I been able to make up my mind yet?”

"I thought a lot. Once the thought of rejection just emerged in my mind, I would think of many things, many, many things about you, Mai Mai. When I think of Mai Mai, what kind of mood do you have standing next to me?

, my heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife. How can I say this?"

Fukawa and Shiraishi watched Hashimoto's self-anatomy monologue with a mournful gaze.

The restlessness and uneasiness in Baishi's heart felt like being forcibly run over by a huge stone roller, at least the surface became much smoother. Baishi did not accept this calmly, thinking that the panic in her heart did not exist. She just felt it was a pity.

She looked at Hashimoto and realized what a huge and majestic energy was hidden in the thin body of the girl in front of her. It easily penetrated all the defensive barriers in Shiraishi's heart. And it was not herself who induced this, but

It was Fukawa beside her.

Hashimoto neatly but decisively wiped away the tears on her face, her eyes were red, and compared to the cute little bird with pear blossoms and rain, she actually had a hint of stubborn heroism and unwillingness to compromise.

"Maimai, you want the answer, right? OK, I'll give it to you." Hashimoto bit his lower lip before saying solemnly, "I hate you, Maimai."

Fukawa was speechless.

After listening to Hashimoto's contradictory words, her expression did not even fluctuate, and she always looked sad and moved.

"I hate you," Hashimoto said, "Why did you say that, Mai Mai? Why do you want to destroy our relationship? We can always get along like this, as companions, as close friends. I know.

, I know how despicable my thoughts are, but we could have done this. Like? What is that? Yes, I like Mai Mai, I like Mai Yan, and I also like Asuka Na-chan Kosei Xiao. I have

Confident, no matter whether you hate me or not, I am confident that I will always like you. But so what, all the feelings in this world must be classified into different levels, and then they should be matched with each other, right?"

Ikuta was a little dumbfounded and pointed at himself. What about me? Everyone present called their names, how come I was only missed?

It's a pity that no one had the time to notice her.

"I am a person who is very adaptable to the environment," Hashimoto continued, "so no matter how the surrounding situation changes, I can always find the path that is most suitable for my survival. Just like an idol."

"I don't care what fans do with my posters and peripherals, exchange them or just throw them in the trash can and burn them with fire. Because these are one-way things. Isn't that what idols are like? They copy their own image a lot.

The more copies you sell, the more popular you will be. In this numerical profession, I already feel that it is worth the money to be able to gain something that cannot be measured by numerical values. What they like is my avatar, and they

The one who hates me is also my clone, so I won’t really be hurt if I think about it, I just have to play the role of my idol Hashimoto conscientiously.”

"I can do it. I've done many jobs. It's the same this time. It's not difficult. Control your desires and do your part. Other than that, don't overstep or compromise. But ah, but

It is only towards the members that I cannot maintain such a detached and aloof attitude towards you.”

"Because we have been together for more than four years. Food is a huge and broad concept. Only you who have been by my side are a concrete, vivid and real existence. I can feel each other's body temperature, and the subtleties in the conversation

The emotional differences, the ups and downs of mood between the brows, the subtle lines of friction on the skin when the hands touch."

"I want everyone to get along with each other without worries, maintain stability and balance within the group, and cherish the time we travel together. For this reason, I will do anything. Is this a wrong thing?"

"Maimai, are you telling me this is a wrong thing?"

Facing Hashimoto's question, Fukawa tightened his clothes.

"...No." She said.

"But, Mai Mai, you are forcing me to make a choice."

After experiencing the initial emotional turmoil, Hashimoto quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Maimai...I, I don't want to ruin all of this. You think what I gave you is just an answer, but to me it's much more than that."

Fukawa and Hashimoto ushered in a rare period of stagnation.

After the long monologue, Hashimoto felt somewhat exhausted after venting her emotions. She remained silent, and Fukagawa did not speak either.

Is this the end of the matter? Hashimoto thought.

Compared to before she came here, the torn hole in her heart was bigger and more naked. It didn't seem to make any difference whether she gave an answer or not now. She wanted to protect Nogizaka and keep those small but real happiness.

She felt it was a bit ridiculous. She was hungry at first, but she applied for the election because she wanted to take care of the food every day. Now she would act like a superman who protects world peace, making such a shameless wish.

She couldn't answer the question Fukawa asked. She couldn't refuse, but she couldn't accept it calmly either.

She just felt unwilling to do so.
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