Chapter 592

Outside the field, a few high school students were watching the male students active on the soccer pitch.

Most of them were girls.

Their gazes were primarily focused on the handsome blond guy on the field; he was the undisputed center of attention.

This was not Lin Ye’s first time seeing Hayama Hayato. Just like in the original work, he was a cheerful, sunny, and handsome guy, so it was no surprise that he was popular.

"Classmate, when does the soccer club's training end today?"

Lin Ye followed the principle of proximity and asked the nearest female high school student about the training schedule of Hayama’s soccer club.

"About... three more minutes!"

As expected,

asking these girls was the right move.

Lin Ye did not rush; he could wait three minutes.

As he looked around, he also spotted the few girls who had sneakily followed him and were hiding behind the corner of the nearest wall.

Seeing Yukinoshita’s slightly nervous expression at a glance, he couldn't help but smile.

It was truly rare to see the girl with such an expression.

The soccer club’s training came to a temporary halt, entering a rest period.

Hayama Hayato sat down at the equipment area, took out his water, and tilted his head back to take a few gulps, soothing his parched throat.

Several girls watched, wanting to approach but not daring to.

Only Lin Ye walked forward. By this time, he had already dialed the phone, and Yukinoshita Yukino had already answered.

"Shh..."

Yukinoshita Yukino signaled for the girls to stay quiet to avoid drawing the attention of Hayama, who was on Lin Ye’s end.

"You are... that exchange student from Class J,"

Hayama Hayato actually had a pretty good memory. He still had a certain impression of this exchange student from another country in Class J. After all, Lin Ye had once confessed to Yukinoshita, and after being rejected, he had even joined that Service Club.

Just that alone was enough for him to know who Lin Ye was.

"Classmate Hayama still remembers a passerby like me."

"Classmate Lin is no passerby; the status of an exchange student is enough for people to remember you."

"Hahaha, thank you for the compliment."

Lin Ye laughed.

"Classmate Lin, you came here to find me, right? What is it?"

Hayama Hayato didn't think Lin Ye came here just to stir up trouble. His first thought was that Lin Ye had received a request from Yukinoshita Yukino to ask something or propose a demand on her behalf.

Other than that, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Someone asked me to inquire about something from you,"

"Who?"

"Who it is isn't important."

Hayama Hayato frowned,

but on the other end of the phone, Miura Yumiko’s heart was already in her throat. She thought Lin Ye was about to sell her out.

Thankfully, he didn't.

Lin Ye did not say her name, choosing to keep it confidential.

Otherwise, if Hayama knew, how would she face him in the future?

"Classmate Hayama, please do me this small favor, and I will treat you to a meal as a thank you."

Lin Ye looked at the man in front of him and, in a way that was hard to detect, began to use his superpower to hypnotize him.

"I can't guarantee that I will answer you,"

Hayama’s vigilance was at its peak.

Being able to ask a stranger to inquire about his affairs meant it couldn't be a small matter.

He felt the probability of him refusing to answer was the highest.

"I believe Classmate Hayama will answer me. Thank you very much for this small favor."

On the other end of the phone,

Miura Yumiko and the others fell into silence as they listened to Lin Ye’s simple method of persuasion.

They couldn't believe that Lin Ye could successfully persuade Hayama with just these few sentences, making him reveal the secret in his heart.

"Classmate Lin,"

"Please tell me the truth about why you are sad and distressed!"

"Hmm?"

Lin Ye then spoke again, "A while ago, before the Golden Week holiday, during those days last month, I saw that you weren't in a good mood. Can you tell me the reason? The person who contacted me is very concerned."

Lin Ye asked directly, without a hint of beating around the bush.

"Please answer me, Classmate Hayama. Sorry to trouble you."

Under Lin Ye’s words, Hayama went from initial refusal to slowly softening.

And this silence of a few seconds made Miura Yumiko unable to help but complain, "How could it be so easy for him to just say it?"

"He really has too much confidence in himself."

"If it were really that simple, I would have known long ago; would I have needed to ask you guys?"

In the end, Miura Yumiko complained about the Service Club as well, questioning their capabilities.

As the club president, Yukinoshita Yukino was very dissatisfied.

Although she also felt that Lin Ye was too direct and simple, making it feel impossible to get an answer and complete the commission,

she could say that, but an outsider like Miura Yumiko had no right to.

That was Yukinoshita Yukino’s thought.

Don't look at her as cold on a daily basis; she was surprisingly protective of her own.

Even if Lin Ye wasn't her boyfriend or fiancé, just based on the status of being a club member, she wanted to defend him.

"Shut up and listen."

In the end, Yukinoshita couldn't hold back and spoke up.

She had already muted the phone’s microphone, so the other side couldn't hear her, but the voice still gave Miura Yumiko a start.

Even Yuigahama Yui and Isshiki Iroha felt their heart rates accelerate, looking in astonishment at this black-haired girl who was always calm and composed.

Yukinoshita Yukino, this ice beauty, seemed to be... angry!

Miura Yumiko wanted to get angry, but thinking about the inappropriateness of the place and timing, and that the other party was working for her commission, she finally held it in.

But in her heart, she was still slightly dissatisfied.

As expected,

to find out the reason for Hayama’s bad mood, she still had to rely on herself.

Miura Yumiko thought to herself.

And at this moment,

Hayama Hayato’s voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I understand. I'll tell you."

Miura Yumiko slowly typed out a question mark.

It was... that simple?

She began to doubt herself.

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