He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

The fist made a crisp sound as it struck the protective gear.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her knee and kicked, her shin striking Shirakawa's side.

The immense impact caused Shirakawa to stagger and nearly fall to the ground.

Akaza found this scene strange.

"Cousin, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

Judging from Nikaido's actions, it looks like a fight between delinquent students.

It's all practical, no fancy decorations.

"Ah, I was interested in martial arts before, and I learned a little bit about it."

Knowing that Akaza was suspicious, Nikaido quickly made up an excuse.

But this also gave Shirakawa an opportunity.

Shirakawa delivered a powerful roundhouse kick, landing squarely on Nikaido's shin.

Nikaido winced in pain, his leg slightly bent. Shirakawa pressed his advantage, grabbing Nikaido in a hug. He tripped, his body shifting forward, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, with Nikaido pinned beneath him.

Akaza watched Shirakawa's pathetic tricks from the side and sighed; it was truly unbearable to watch.

Although his combat power is much stronger than before, for a grown man, his fighting skills are too simplistic.

But perhaps it's because I've been in combat sports that my standards have become too high.

I should find an opportunity to give him some guidance.

Nikaido was not to be outdone. He used his waist and hips to twist his body, turned to the side, and put his strong thighs on Shirakawa, riding him.

The two were entangled tightly, it was unclear who was on top of whom or who was holding whom, they were panting heavily and writhing on the ground.

"Hey, that's enough!" Seeing her cousin and that scumbag boyfriend having such close contact, she felt quite uncomfortable and quickly stepped forward to separate them.

He picked Shirakawa up with one hand.

Nikaido also got up from the ground. Seeing that she was about to rush up to fight again, Akaza quickly stopped her and then put Shirakawa down.

“Shirakawa, there’s something wrong with your movements and techniques,” Akaza began to instruct Shirakawa.

"When facing an opponent who is larger and stronger than you, don't try to fight head-on. Either strike their weak points or use joint locks skillfully, like this."

Akaza grabbed Shirakawa's right arm and twisted it backward. Shirakawa felt his arm joint dislocate instantly and cried out in pain.

"This is the simplest technique, combined with your whip kick, that's it."

Akaza mimicked Shirakawa's movements, delivering a whip kick to him. Taking advantage of Shirakawa's loss of balance, Akaza grabbed his right arm and easily twisted it.

As soon as Shirakawa struggled even slightly, his right arm began to ache with excruciating pain.

He is now unable to move.

"Understood?"

Shirakawa nodded.

I'm so tired, so alone

"Hey, Akaza-neechan, don't interrupt our one-on-one fight."

Although the battle seemed intense, Nikaido actually had a significant advantage in strength and stamina. If Akado hadn't pulled them away, he would have already subdued Shirakawa.

"Alright, alright, I'm his coach after all. I'm just teaching him a couple of moves."

Akaza retreated a few steps, leaving the battlefield to the two of them once again.

Shirakawa kept Akaza's teachings in mind, and this time he was going to take the initiative.

Jingle bell bell~

Nikaido's phone rang.

The fight between the two was once again forced to stop.

Nikaido reached into the crevice of his waist brace and took out his phone from his pocket to answer a call.

"Hey?"

"Yes, Mom, she's with my cousin. What's up?"

"what?"

Nikaido's expression changed drastically upon hearing something, and he hurriedly removed his protective gear.

"Sorry, Shirakawa, we have to go back quickly. Cousin, hurry up and pack your things."

"what happened?"

"My parents' ramen shop was vandalized!"

"What?!" Akaza's reaction was exactly the same as Nikaido's.

Nikaido took off all her protective gear, and Akaza pulled her outside.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Just as Shirakawa was about to follow, his phone also received a message.

It is a seedling from the Three Ponds.

[Shirakawa, what's with all this money and school uniforms? Also, why is your class's Akita-sensei wearing a maid outfit at your house?]

You should hurry home.

128. Shirakawa's "Yellow Hair" Way

Shirakawa hurriedly took the tram home.

I chatted with Misaki Nikaido on Line the whole way.

I now know the whole story.

This afternoon, a man wearing brass knuckles and a group of his henchmen barged into the store and started causing trouble.

Nikaido's father was outnumbered, so his mother found an opportunity to call the police.

The commercial street has a large flow of customers, so police cars can't get in, and it takes police officers some time to walk over.

Those thugs seemed to have planned it all; they quickly smashed all the glass tables, chairs, pots, pans, and dishes in the shop before swaggering away.

The other party was very high-profile and was even wearing the uniform of Chenghuang High School.

The police have started investigating the case, but because they are minors and only damaged shop property without committing robbery or assault, they can only give them a lecture, even if they are caught.

Judging from the wording of the chat messages, Nikaido is currently very angry.

She also mentioned that her cousin Akaza was even more anxious. If it weren't for Nikaido's parents stopping her, she would have already wrecked the Chenghuang High School on her motorcycle.

Her parents, knowing Nikaido's explosive temper, were afraid he would fight with them, so they only informed her after these things had happened.

Shirakawa could only advise Nikaido and Akaza not to rush.

But it's unlikely that either of them will listen to advice.

Shirakawa was worried that they would find Yoshioka and seek revenge.

Yoshioka's terrifying fighting power means that even if Nikaido and Akaza joined forces, their chances of winning would be slim.

Moreover, if Yoshioka happens to have a thing for muscular women, then the two of them...

We can't postpone it any longer; we need to go to Chenghuang High School as soon as possible tomorrow morning.

Find some intelligence, and ideally, steal Yoshioka's brass knuckles if possible.

Arrived at the door of the house.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Ms. Akita standing in the entryway, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, wearing black stockings, with her hair in pigtails and light makeup.

She still looks very young, much like a high school girl who hasn't graduated yet.

"Shirakawa-kun..." Akita-sensei greeted him with her head down, her tone rather timid.

The homeroom teacher met with her students in private while dressed as a maid, which made her feel very ashamed.

"Mind your place. What should you call me now?"

Shirakawa adopts the persona of the blond-haired guy and makes things difficult for Akita.

“Shirakawa…master…” Akita-sensei said, her cheeks flushed.

"You're so obedient. You can wait here." Shirakawa slipped on his slippers and entered the bedroom from the entryway.

On the table was an open silver briefcase, with a thin layer of ten thousand yuan banknotes inside. Next to it was a school uniform from Chenghuang High School.

Miike Naeko sat at the table, tapping her fingers incessantly as she waited anxiously.

Upon seeing Shirakawa arrive, he immediately asked, "Shirakawa, what's the deal with this money and the teacher?"

"Don't rush, let's talk about it one by one," Shirakawa reassured Miike, calming his anxiety.

"Akita, go clean my room," Shirakawa commanded, pointing to his own door.

First, get Akita away, then discuss countermeasures with Miike.

“Yes…” Akita, now a maid, nodded. She didn’t want to stay in this awkward atmosphere for another second and quickly ran to Shirakawa’s room.