Stealing Spree Chapter 2192: Another Visit to Hana's Home



As the bus rolled into the next stop and more passengers disembarked, the space around us beca even more secluded. The dim lights inside the bus cast soft shadows on Hana's face, her cheeks still glowing from our shared intimacy. Her mismatched eyes of gold and black sparkled with that mix of excitent and affection I'd grown used to seeing. Despite her exhaustion, she didn't close them to rest. Instead, she kept staring at , as if she were committing every detail to mory.

She's not holding back about her affection for anymore. This girl who used to only think that she could only find comfort next to had now changed a lot. She now wanted more and I'd gladly give her what she wanted.

Of course, as long as she wouldn't be mischievous and try to antagonize everyone again. Soon enough, we arrived at our destination. As we stepped off of the bus, the cool evening air greeted us, a stark contrast to the heated monts we shared inside.

Without wasting a single mont, I quickly moved us away from the place, avoiding confrontation with that passenger who saw erging from Hana's skirt.

It's not that I was afraid of her, I just didn't want to waste a second dealing with sothing as trivial as that. Besides, I doubt we'd encounter the sa passenger again in the future. And even if we did, we could just act oblivious.

As I was lost in that thought, Hana's hand found mine, her fingers intertwining with my own as she displayed her genuine smile, bringing my head back to the present.

I smiled back, appreciating her beauty as well as this mont that we're now experiencing together.

I shook my head inwardly, clearing my thoughts before opening my mouth again, raising a question for her to answer.

"Do you know why I decided to cook for you instead of bringing you ho to have dinner with us?"

Hana's brows knitted in thought before she shook her head. "No. I was actually about to ask you that. I thought for sure you'd invite over."

Well, that's expected. I didn't explain it to her after all. But I do have my reason why I chose this route.

"Let's see. How should I say it? It's the easiest choice and the most reasonable but Hana, you asked to escort you ho. If it was my own decision, I would really bring you to our house and eat dinner with us instead..."

It was pretty simple, no? But well, that's just how it is. Sotis, even the smallest decisions would be distinctive depending on the details or context.

"Oh. I get it. It's your notorious considerate trait again, Ruki. I'm not expecting a lot, actually. All of us know how you can't seem to get a break from attending one girl to another. For , having you walk ho is more than enough for today."

"Mhm. You're not wrong with that. But you shouldn't be content with just that, no? I an, before you return, you seem quite the fighter that you provoked everyone. I appreciate you changing for , or us... But Hana, your unyielding personality is also part of your charm. You're the one who always gets what you want."

"Ruki, should I strangle you and remind you how you keep shutting down? After all my loss, should I not accept my defeat?"

"That's not what I'm saying, dummy. I just want you to rember that despite how complicated our relationship becos, you're still the Hana of the past that I fell in love with."

"Ugh. That glib tongue of yours is tiless... But I get what you an... You don't have to worry Ruki. I'll remain to be the Hana who you fall in love with. I'm just changing with the tis. I can't fall behind the others. And when I get my chance, believe , I'll still steal you from them."

"That's great to hear. I'll keep on waiting for that. In the anti, let continue taking care of you."

Hana giggled in response and that's enough of an answer. The way her eyes sparkled already showed her understanding of .

And likewise, the girl had no reservations when it ca to exposing her inner thoughts to . With this, we continued to our destination.

The streets were bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows that danced with every step we took. Our hands never let go of each other like announcing to anyone we run into that we're inseparable.

Soon enough, we reached the supermarket.

Given the current ti, it was near its closing hours. It was already relatively quiet with only a few patrons milling about.

Hana and I walked side by side, our shoulders occasionally brushing against each other as we navigated the aisles. I asked her what she wanted to eat and eventually, we filled the basket with an array of fresh vegetables, their vibrant colors looking inviting. I picked up a pack of chicken breasts, ntally planning the dish I would cook for her.

As we stood in line at the checkout, Hana leaned against , her head resting on my shoulder. I could feel her warmth, her breath softly tickling my neck. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to the envy of many.

The cashier gave us a knowing smile, but neither of us paid much attention. I winked at the cashier before grabbing the grocery bags and guiding Hana outside.

The walk to Hana's house was filled with comfortable silence, punctuated only by the rustling

of the bags and the distant hum of the busy parts of the city.

Once inside, Hana imdiately prepared house slippers for as we made our way to her

kitchen.

I quickly scanned the space, noting the subtle changes since my last visit. Nothing major, but everything seed more organized.

I opened her fridge and saw it stocked with enough supplies to last her a few days. Hana excused herself to change, leaving alone in the kitchen. While waiting, I unpacked the groceries, putting away the extras and keeping out what I needed for the al.

When Hana returned, the girl stood by the doorway with her hands on her hips. Her natural lush hair tied up in a ssy bun, a few loose strands framing her face.

Upon noticing my gaze at her, she looked at expectantly, a small smile playing on her lips.

"So, what do you think, Chef Ruki? Am I fit to be your assistant?"

Looking at her eyes sparkling with amusent, I played along and nodded.

"Can you peel the vegetables, my lovely assistant?"

"S-sure. I can!" She stuttered.

"Why the stutter?"

"... My training hasn't reached that level yet." Her eyes darted to left and right, clearly

embarrassed being exposed like this.

I guess she hadn't reached the kitchen chores yet.

"This girl... Then, rather than that... boil water in the pot and then watch ."

"Understood, Chef!" Hana comically saluted as she sauntered to where her kitchen utensils were located, pulling out the pot. But before she could move to the sink and fill it with water,

she seed to rember sothing.

The girl walked near a cabinet and pulled out sothing from it.

When she turned around, she unfolded sothing essential for the kitchen work.

With a teasing smile, she tossed it to , "Before we forget, put this on, Chef. This'll look

good on you."

I caught it and held it up with a raised eyebrow...

This... I get that I need an apron. But why is this pink and frilly? Did she prepare it just for this

day?

Looking at the apron that she was putting on, it was the sa design.

"You really want to see in this, huh?" I dreadfully said as I hooked the strap on my neck,

putting it on.

Maintaining that glint of mischief on her expression, Hana shrugged "What can I say? You

pull off the frills well, Ruki. Besides, a good chef always wears an apron. You can't say no to that."

"... Fine. This is a service for you."

"Heh... Can I take a photo?" Hana pulled out her phone and imdiately fiddled with it before

pointing the cara to .

"No."

"That's a yes, huh? And saved!"

I swiftly answered, but Hana pretended not to hear it as she excitedly exclaid.

This girl... Should I get mad? Nah. This is just the girl's way to lighten the atmosphere. And

honestly, I'm loving it.

After a few more back and forths which always ended with Hana's joyful laughter, I began my work to prepare a al for her.