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

Shirakawa has successfully come out as gay!

Whew~~ Finally, I can breathe some fresh air.

Shirakawa quickly stuffed Jackie's shirt, which was in his mouth, and all the clothes hanging on her body into the closet.

He smacked his lips, and even though it was just a shirt, he could taste a strange saltiness.

I also found a corner to put the earrings down.

She then immediately slipped out of the women's changing room.

He ran quickly towards the classroom.

30. Hug me!

Mito Sakura returned to the classroom.

After asking for leave from her swimming teacher and homeroom teacher, the teacher told her to go back to the classroom to rest.

Of course, she must have had ulterior motives for returning to the classroom.

Seeing that no one was in the classroom, she quietly walked to Bai Chuan's seat, bent down, unzipped his backpack, and rummaged through it.

Sure enough, the same style of bra was placed at the bottom of Shirakawa's backpack.

Haha, now Shirakawa is finally in my hands.

and many more.

Midori zipped the zipper up again and turned on the recording function on her phone.

Imitating a livestreamer's unboxing video, I found the bra in Shirakawa's backpack and pretended to be surprised.

Then he put it on Shirakawa's table and patted it from left to right.

Shocking! The transfer student turns out to be a lingerie thief and pervert.

Beneath his refined and gentle exterior lies this utterly depraved nature.

Haha!

This time I finally got hold of the otaku's weakness!

Mito Sakura couldn't help but laugh out loud, and quickly uploaded the video and photos to the cloud drive.

To prevent Shirakawa from snatching her phone and deleting her.

"Sakura-sama... what's wrong...?"

Shirakawa had just returned and was standing at the door when he happened to see this scene.

"Hey, you've come at the perfect time, you otaku." Mito Sakura smiled slightly, revealing her signature little fangs.

What are you doing with my women's clothes?

Shirakawa stepped forward, ready to take the bra.

The changing room was too noisy, and he only vaguely heard his classmates joking about Nikaido. He was completely unaware that Midori had discovered him.

"Hmph~ Is this really the outfit you wore for your female cosplay?" Midori Sakura bent over, looked up at Shirakawa, her eyes narrowed into slits, and her smile became increasingly sly.

"Uh..." Shirakawa mumbled, but judging from Midori Sakura's actions and tone, he could vaguely sense that things were heading in a bad direction.

“If you still don’t admit it…” Midori Sakura showed her phone screen, which was full of photos of Wen Xiong, “Then I’ll send these photos to Nikaido. I’ll also add a note: ‘Golden Legendary Equipment Found in Shirakawa’s Bag’!”

"How did you know?" Shirakawa asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Hehe, I am the all-knowing and all-powerful Sakura-sama, nothing can escape my words." Midori Sakura said smugly, her hands on her hips.

"Hmm~~" Everything was fine just now, but she suddenly noticed it during PE class.

Nikaido in the locker room...

Let's do a little logical reasoning.

"You didn't choose swimming as your elective in PE class, did you?"

“That’s none of your business.” Midori Sakura refused to answer and instead posed another question to Shirakawa, “How did you get Nikaido’s personal clothing?”

"Aren't you omniscient and omnipotent...?"

“Answer my question.” Midori Sakura shook her phone again. “If you dare to be dishonest in the slightest, I’ll send it right now!”

Shirakawa pondered, now caught in a dilemma.

He either tells the whole story, or he continues to lie and embellish.

If Misaki finds out about the former, and her tolerance isn't high, and she tells others, she'll become a pariah in Nikaido and Maki's eyes, and even in the entire class.

If the latter is possible to cross the sea undetected, then nothing will happen. However, if the outcome differs from what Mitsu Sakura perceives of the entire event, then it is also a matter of chance.

Mito Sakura looked confident and smug.

Sigh~ I still can't handle her.

“Sakura-sama,” Shirakawa said, unusually serious.

"Huh? Huh?" Midori Sakura was a little startled by Shirakawa's state.

"I don't want to lie to you, Sakura-sama. Every time I lie, it torments my heart." Shirakawa clutched his chest, his brows furrowed, feigning pain.

......

"Really?" Midori asked skeptically.

"Actually, I don't want to lie, but there are some things I can't help but do!" Shirakawa said, covering his mouth and showing a conflicted and struggling expression.

"Huh?" Midori Sakura panicked a little and began to wonder if she had gone too far...

A strange thought flashed through my mind.

Even if Shirakawa stole the underwear, isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to interrogate him like this?

Hey, what kind of twisted logic is this? He's clearly the criminal; I'm just asking him to confess to his crime!

"You, stop pretending! How did you get these clothes?!" Midori Sakura pressed, but it was clear she was starting to waver.

"Actually, the truth is that Nikaido was too frightened after the sports warehouse incident yesterday and had a fever. My hand was also injured, so we went to the infirmary together to take care of each other. She said she felt tightness in her chest and it was uncomfortable, so she took off her clothes. I was momentarily blinded by greed, so I..." Shirakawa lowered his head and confessed the so-called "truth".

This is a montage narrative technique that cuts off the beginning and end of a fact, rearranges the timeline, adds embellishments, and creates another seemingly reasonable lie based on reality.

"Oh~ so you did steal Nikaido's personal clothing, right?"

"Yes, I'm a total shut-in. I've never seen anything so tempting before, and I couldn't control myself. I'm really sorry..."

Shirakawa bowed his head in self-reproach, trying to squeeze out a few tears.

"Oh~ I see, I see." Midori Sakura suddenly realized, and at the same time softened a little. "But seeing how sincere you are in admitting your mistake, I'll reluctantly agree not to tell the teacher or anyone else."

Mitsu Sakura turned off her phone and put it in her pocket.

"Thank you, Sakura-sama..."

“However,” Midori Sakura lightly tapped her pale lips with her index finger, still smiling mischievously, “from now on you will be my slave, bow down and submit to me, and do whatever I tell you to do.”

"it is good."

Shirakawa thought about it and felt that it wasn't an outrageous condition. At most, it would just involve helping with homework, running errands, or buying things, so he immediately agreed.

Seeing that Shirakawa immediately agreed, Sakura was overjoyed and quickly began to think about what she could do with Shirakawa.

It's still class time, so I can't buy things or anything like that...

Um...

Mito Sakura suddenly recalled memories of the past.

Everyone always praises the older sister as a top student, saying she's excellent, but when they mention the younger sister, they always sigh and lament.

She could never surpass Mito Sakura in anything; she was someone Mito Sakura could only dream of.

Although my sister has always taken good care of me, and we have a very good relationship.

Betraying my sister or stealing her crush is out of the question, but sneaking away a little shouldn't be a big problem, right...?

"Shirakawa, I am giving you my orders now."

"Yes, please speak, Sakura-sama."

"Hug...hug me?"

?

Shirakawa immediately sensed that something was wrong.

This Mitsu Sakura... and this storyline...

It feels like in a novel where the blond guy finds some evidence and forces the female lead to do something.

The only difference is that now the blond guy is Mitsu Sakura, and the female lead is Shirakawa.

And Mito Sakura's hair is indeed yellowish-brown.

"What are you standing there for..." Midori Sakura saw Shirakawa's face and couldn't help but feel shy at the thought of getting very close to him in a moment.

"Let's hug from behind." Midori Sakura decided to try a more subtle way of hugging him. She turned around, crossed her arms in front of her abdomen, and looked obedient, waiting for Shirakawa to hug her.