HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU ALL! And a new chapter too! I'm happy you guys liked the last one. Yes, Hachiman is a hacker but the thing is that I don't want to make him use his skills for petty things like exposing someone or stuff like that. When Hachiman hacks, I want the world to grind to a stop. That's how god-like I want him to be. I know I have a god complex. I'm sorry.

As for character deaths, no one major is going to die (most likely) but life-threatening situations will definitely happen.

Chapter 6

The drive to Haruno's parents' house – though 'mansion' was more like it – was awkwardly quiet. Hachiman knew he wasn't supposed to know what he just heard. Hayato and Haruno's families had planned to have an arranged marriage between them in the future. Most likely a way to strengthen business relations. A plan that Hachiman's addition into the story had thrown way off kilter.

And now, because of him, Haruno – his girlfriends, the love of his life – had to pay the price. She acted like it didn't matter. Haruno wanted to show Hachiman that everything was fine, but he knew it really wasn't. $1.5M USD was no small amount. Especially for something as fragile as a marriage agreement. If there was one thing Hachiman hated more than anything in the world, it was being a burden on someone. Even if that someone was the one woman he loved and had hidden the fact that she was already technically engaged. But… I guess we only started dating each other yesterday. It wouldn't be fair to her for me to expect something like that from her, Hachiman thought and thanked the gods for his logical thinking ability. He really, really, didn't want to become one of those guys who got mad at their girlfriend for every little thing.

Haruno turned the steering wheel and pulled into the wide asphalt driveway. She turned the ignition off, but to Hachiman's curiosity, didn't unlock the doors. Instead, Haruno merely sat there, looking to the front. Her eyes glistened with tears about to roll down her face. "I'm…" she started but her voice cracked. "I'm sorry," she spoke after clearing her throat. "I should have told you about this earlier." She licked her lips which were dry and suddenly Hachiman wished he could have been the one to lick them… Ah… later, I guess. "I'm going to break off the agreement as soon as possible, though." Haruno's fists were resting on her thighs clenched. "I just… I just didn't think he'd go so far as to force me into this using the agreement. I…"

Haruno was cut off, however, as Hachiman put a gentle hand on her fist that was quickly turning white and squeezed comfortingly. She looked at him, only to find him smiling reassuringly. "It's not your fault. I don't blame you at all; we only started dating yesterday, you know. I think it would be sort of unrealistic and stupid of me to expect something like that from you," he said. "As long as I have you on my side, it's cool." He smiled.

Haruno blinked. Whatever she had expected him to say, it was not that. She had honestly thought he'd be angry or more… agitated, at least. Not even in her wildest dreams had Haruno expected Hachiman to just forgive her like that. What have I done to deserve a man like him? she thought in awe. Any other guy would've accused her of 'leading them on' or something. Not her man though, it seemed. She took his hand in her own and squeezed back. "Thank you, Hachiman," Haruno spoke quietly, "I promise I'll clear this mess out as quickly as possible."

"Yeah… about that," Hachiman replied. "1.5 mil USD is not a small amount… Are you sure you'll be able to handle all of that? Like…" He looked troubled, "I don't want to be a bother to you… and I'd be damned before I let you get hurt because of something I did," Hachiman stated. He really wanted to help her out but at the same time, he didn't want her to feel like he was patronizing her.

Haruno chortled. "With you by my side," she said looking at him affectionately. "I'm sure I can take on the world."

He also smiled. "Well, if you say so," Hachiman said, trusting Haruno. "But right now, I have to take on your family," he followed up nervously.

Haruno unlocked the car and stepped out. Hachiman mirrored her actions and they walked hand-in-hand – fingers interlocked – to the front door. "Don't be nervous. Just be yourself. Remember: no matter what happens in there, I'll always be with you."

They reached the front door and Haruno rang the doorbell. Before long, a man in a black suit opened the door. He had shiny black hair that was slicked back and had a wiry frame. "Haruno-san," he spoke, and Hachiman concluded that he wasn't her father. "Your father and mother are awaiting you and your… friend's presence in the family lounge."

Haruno sighed. "Of course, my mother would be there too… Thank you, Kenzo-san," she answered and stepped in, pulling Hachiman along.

As they entered another room, Hachiman noticed a man and a woman – presumably Haruno's mother and father – sitting on a couch. Haruno quickly sat on the couch opposite to them. Hachiman copied her, mainly because she still hadn't let go of his hand yet. The quartet sat in awkward silence, with Hachiman maintaining an utterly impassive face. Mr. and Mrs. Yukinoshita observed him, and he met their calculating gazes without backing down.

"Father, mother," Haruno began with an icy voice. "Let me introduce you to my boyfriend. Hachiman Hikigaya."

Haruno's father stared at Hachiman a little more before finally speaking. "How old are you, boy?"

"Eighteen," answered Hachiman curtly. He was going to add a 'sir' to the end but decided not to because of the 'boy' that Mr. Yukinoshita had added.

"A bit young, don't you think, Haruno?" Mrs. Yukinoshita questioned her daughter.

"Not at all, mother," she chirped up happily. "After all, he's the same age as Hayato, who I have- oh sorry, used to have a marriage agreement with," Haruno countered.

"The agreement is still not broken and will be in effect until one of the involved parties have paid the other the full amount of the breaking terms. And by the way, the agreement is for when he finishes completes his post-secondary studies. By then, you will both have reached a marriageable age," Mrs. Yukioshita disputed.

Her husband cut in. "That's enough on the agreement issue." He looked at Hachiman. "I assume you know about this arrangement, young man."

Hachiman smirked. That's more like it. "Yes, sir."

The older man seemed to have the same idea as him because he also didn't miss the acknowledgment. "And you're fine with it?"

"Yes. I am," Hachiman responded.

"And why is that?" the Yukinoshita patriarch asked. "Most men would be rather possessive of their… partners."

Hachiman glanced at Haruno and their eyes met for a split second, but in that fraction of a second, a whole conversation was exchanged. "It's because-," Haruno began but was interrupted by her father.

"I asked Hikigaya-kun, Haruno," he stated with a hard glare. "I'm sure he can speak for himself."

Hachiman looked at Haruno once more and smiled slightly. He turned back to Haruno's father and declared, "Haruno will break off the agreement with Hayama-san. She loves me, and I love her."

"Interesting," Mr. Yukinoshita replied while smirking. "You seem to trust her a lot."

"With my life, Yukinoshita-san," Hachiman said without missing a beat. He smiled as he felt Haruno's thumb caress the back of his hand which did not go unnoticed by the other two adults.

"I hope you know that it would cost her 1.5 million dollars… American."

"I understand that Mr. Yukinoshita and I will help you out," but Hachiman was quickly interrupted by Haruno's mother.

"Not us, Hikigaya-san," she said with a mocking voice. "Her. We refuse to lend a single penny to a child who doesn't want to obey her parents," Mrs. Yukinoshita finished with an angry look and a frown directed at Haruno. Without hesitation, the Yukinoshita matriarch stood up and walked off, as the young couple could do nothing but stare at her.

"What will you do now, Hikigaya-kun?" asked Haruno's father with a triumphant smile.

Hachiman immediately mirrored his smile. "With all due respect, Yukinoshita-san," Hachiman began, conveying to Haruno's father that he was going to say something disrespectful AF. "We don't need anyone's help." He felt Haruno tense up considerably, but squeezed her hand lightly, telling her to calm down.

"Oh? Is that so? Then, I feel you should also know that the payment is due within a year. Otherwise, Haruno will marry Hayato-kun, or will be imprisoned," Mr. Yukinoshita said with a warning tone.

"I'll get the payment in by the end of the month," Hachiman declared with a confident tone.

This time, she couldn't hide her disbelief and Haruno's head whipped at him. "Hachiman!" she shouted. Before she could say anything, he turned to her and kissed her softly. The fact that he did it in front of her father expressed just how serious he was about her and how confident he was about the payment… and he was kindly telling him to fuck off.

"Don't worry," Hachiman said with a placating smile. "I got this. Trust me." Haruno's eyes roamed over his face for a clue of just what the fuck was going on in her lover's head but all she could observe was self-confidence and conviction. Eventually, she nodded a small timid nod. For the first time in years, Mr. Yukinoshita had seen his daughter act so… so obedient towards someone.

Mr. Yukinoshita stared at him with an unemotional expression. At long last, he spoke. "I expect that payment by the 31st," and he walked away.

The couple sat there in silence for a few minutes before Hachiman spoke. "So… my house, or yours?"

…

Haruno sat in her car and slammed her door shut. Such a blatant show of emotion was very rare for her, but this occasion was a special one. Her dumbass of a boyfriend just had to go and promise her father that he'd arrange a shit ton of money by the end of the month! Not even she could do that, and she was the heiress of a multi-billion-dollar company!

"Are you mad?"

OH, THE FUCKING NERVE! Haruno turned her head to look at Hachiman slowly. "Not at all, sweetheart. What makes you think that?" Haruno said in a sickly-sweet voice. The grin on her face stretched to unnatural limits and looked downright murderous.

"Look, I know you think I did something stupid-," Hachiman began.

"Think?" she asked angrily. "I know you did something stupid, you idiot! 31st! That's twenty fucking days, Hachiman!"

Hachiman sighed. "Haruno… Can you trust me on this one, please? I want to show you something. I have my laptop, but the battery's dead and I don't have WiFi," he pleaded.

"Urgghhhhhhhhhh," Haruno groaned in frustration. Goddammit, why was her boyfriend so convincing and lovely and funny and cute and… UGH! She loved him way too much to stay mad at him. "Fine…" Haruno said, starting the car and reversing out of the driveway. As they made their way through the roads of Chiba, Hachiman realized they were not going to his house.

"Where're we headed?" he asked.

"My apartment," she replied simply.

The rest of the ride was awkwardly quiet with Hachiman shooting (not so subtle) glances at Haruno. This was his first time seeing his girlfriend mad but damn was she cute. No one spoke a word until they entered Haruno's home. As Hachiman looked around, he couldn't help but think about how similar it was to Yukino's apartment.

Haruno and Hachiman, both freshened up and went about their business. Haruno went to the kitchen and made some coffee, and Hachiman sat on a sofa and connected his laptop to the power outlet. As he waited for it to boot up, Haruno handed him a cup of steaming coffee and sat down beside him.

"Thank you," he said quietly.

"Hmm," Haruno hummed.

Hachiman brought it up to his mouth to sip on the warm liquid. It made its way into his mouth and his head jerked up. It was sweet, and it wasn't coffee, but at the same time, it was. "What… what is this?" he asked her, amazed at the deliciousness of the beverage and bewildered that he had never tasted it before.

"An imported product called French Vanilla. Like it?" she asked with a wide smile. The tense atmosphere was gone.

"Love it!" he said.

As the laptop finished booting he tried connecting to the Wi-Fi.

"What your Wi-Fi password?" Hachiman asked after some time.

"One two three four five six," she said. Hachiman saw the corners of her mouth twitching but ignored it.

"It doesn't work," he said after trying once.

"Try again," she said, doing a bad job at hiding her smirk.

"Try the same thing and expecting different results is the definition of insanity," he said, quoting Einstein. "C'mon, Haruno. What's the joke here?" he asked her.

Haruno gave an exasperated sigh and leaned over to type in for him. She typed, '244466666'. "One 2, three 4, five 6," she said as if explaining basic math.

Hachiman looked over to his girlfriend with a reverent expression. "Smartass," he said quietly and Haruno beamed. "Now, to explain what I wanted to show you, I need to make sure you know some things."

"What?" she asked, straight to the point.

"Do you know what B.I.T.C.O.I.N is?" Hachiman questioned.

"Yes…" Haruno replied with trepidation.

"Good," he said and opened up his account to show her how many he had. Hachiman swivelled the laptop so that she could see properly. Haruno's eyes panned over to the screen and her jaw fell as she read the '1050'.

(I made a typo in Omake 1).

"You… you…" she stammered, not quite finding the words. Damn… she should've known. Hachiman always had a plan. Hell, he had backup plans on top of backup plans.

"The value of these keep rising and falling. They just rose to $25K USD each. As of now, Haruno, I have 26.25 million USD in my account," Hachiman explained, enjoying Haruno's slack-jawed expression.

Haruno looked on in awe as Hachiman worked on his laptop for ten minutes and easily converted sixty coins of the cryptocurrency to cash and deposited them into his bank account.

"Done!" he exclaimed after a second as his bank account now showed ¥169482119.23 total amount.

"H… Hachiman…" Haruno began but looked down silently. What could she possibly say? Her boyfriend invested a ton of money just so that they could have a future together and not even half an hour ago she had chewed him out over his recklessness. Haruno had never felt so ashamed in her life. She started as she felt a hand on her shoulder. Haruno looked at her love who now sported a victorious smirk.

Hachiman's other hand way it way up and slowly cupped Haruno's cheek, pulling her face close to his. Their foreheads touched, and the couple merely gazed into each other's eyes. "Well, someone has some making up to do, don't you think?" He teased and licked her lips that way that he had wanted to when they were in the car.

Now that was something Haruno could definitely do. She mirrored Hachiman's smirk as she found the perfect way to show her gratitude. Like a graceful lynx, she positioned Hachiman directly below her on her couch. Haruno leaned down and latched her lips onto his neck.

"Oh…" he groaned as he felt the heavenly sensation of her tongue on his neck. His own hands found their way to her waist and hips, caressing them softly. He pulled her body closer to his until they were flush against each other and noticed that somehow, they had both shed their tops. Her beautiful skin was like snow against Hachiman's slightly tanned caramel colour.

Haruno's arms were tightly wrapped around Hachiman's neck, refusing to budge. He knew she was teasing him. He could feel her soft breasts against his slightly muscular chest, but she wasn't letting him see them. Gosh, I love this woman, was his last thought before he turned off his brain.

…

An hour later, a sweaty Haruno lay breathing heavily on top of an equally sweaty Hachiman. Both of them exhibited multiple red marks on their necks, and Haruno sported some on her belly also.

"I swear," Haruno said as she took comfort in listening to Hachiman's soothing heartbeat, "that tongue of yours is a whole other organism separate from you. Does it have a consciousness of its own?"

Hachiman laughed at the compliment. His chest rumbled and Haruno found an odd satisfaction in it. She wanted more of those. She wanted to be the reason behind his smiles. "So, what's for dinner?" he asked after a while. There was no doubt the make-out session had them both famished.

"Pizza," she answered simply.

"From where?" he said, immediately perking up.

"Home."

"Huh?"

"I'm making it!" Haruno exclaimed. She untangled herself and stood up, much to Hachiman's disappointment and strode over to her bedroom with an extra sway in her hips. "I'm changing… don't peek on me," Haruno said with a seductive wink and disappeared behind the door.

"… I am very, very tempted to."

In the end, he still hadn't gotten a good look at her body.

…

Dinner with Haruno was very pleasant and Hachiman wanted to do this more often, he decided. They talked about mundane topics but simply being in each others' company was more than enough for the two. Hachiman's deep rumbling laughs and Haruno's cute giggles filled the room occasionally.

"Let's play a game of Would You Rather!" Haruno said excitedly all of a sudden.

"A game of what?" Hachiman asked.

"Would You Rather," she said. "You'll get it as we play." She put a finger to her lower lip and squinted her eyes, showing deep thought and Hachiman held himself back from squealing at her cuteness. "Oh! Would you rather be completely invisible for one day or be able to fly for one day?"

"I see…" Hachiman said as he understood the game. "I think… flying. There really nothing I'd want to do by being invisible." Haruno nodded and thanked the gods that her boyfriend wasn't a pervert… No wait, he probably was. "Let me ask you one: Would you rather be able to teleport or be able to read minds?"

"Teleportation," Haruno answered instantly. "I can already read people minds through their body language, but can you imagine the increase in productivity by teleportation?" she said with starry eyes. "Now, my turn! So, if you could go back in time and teach your younger self one thing, what would it be?" Haruno had asked him.

"Hmm…" Hachiman thought about it for a moment before answering. "Not to trust blindly."

"Huh?" Haruno said, cocking her head to the side and dipping her pizza into the delicious homemade garlic dip. "Not some skill that could help you in the future maybe?" she asked.

"Well if it had to be a skill, I'd say computer programming, I guess," Hachiman's eyes widened for a second and he chuckled, earning a questioning look from his lover. "I guess then I could call myself," he paused for dramatic effect. "Self-taught!" Hachiman finished and waited for a reaction.

Haruno looked completely unamused as she imagined a ba-dum-tsshhhh in the background, though she couldn't help but laugh at her lover's expression. "Hachiman…" she said mirthfully, "How about you wait till after we have kids to make a dad joke, hmm?"

"Aww, C'mon! That was an awesome one," he protested indignantly.

"No, that was a horrible one," she replied without missing a beat.

Hachiman mock-pouted and looked to the side, before Haruno's statement sunk in. He spun his neck to look at Haruno and saw her blushing just as furiously as he was, looking down at her food.

"So, uh…" he said, scratching his cheek embarrassingly. "How… how many do you want?" he asked tentatively.

"I… I've always wanted a big family," she said, sharing one of her most treasured secrets.

"Really?" he asked, smiling hopefully. "M-Me too! I've always wanted maybe three or four kids."

"Yep!" she replied cheerfully. "Four would be perfect. First a boy, then a girl, then another girl, and then a boy again."

"Uh-huh," Hachiman nodded, smiling brightly. "And a two to three years difference between each of them."

"Yeah!" she said, ecstatic that her partner had the exact same preference as her.

Meanwhile, the dinner lay forgotten as the lovers bantered like a newly married couple over their future children's names.

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