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

Akaza looked at the student and felt inexplicably disgusted; even the beef in his mouth no longer tasted good.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

"My name is Yayoi Akiyama, and I'm a classmate from the class next to Nikaido's." Yayoi Akiyama flashed her signature fake smile again.

This wouldn't fool Akaza; her extensive experience allowed her to see through the boy's hypocrisy at a glance.

If it were any other classmate, Akaza would definitely invite them to sit down and eat beef together. But with this person, Akaza's intuition kept warning her that it would be best to send him as far away as possible.

"What do you need us for?" Akaza asked politely.

38. Akaza holds a grudge.

"May I ask who you are...?" Akiyama Yayoi asked respectfully.

"Just call me Akaza. I'm Nikaido's cousin." Akaza didn't want to get too involved with this man, so she didn't even tell him her name.

"Could we speak in private?" Akiyama Yayoi said to Akaza. "There are some important things I need to tell you."

Akaza frowned, a puzzled look on his face, and exchanged a puzzled glance with Nikaido.

Nikaido shared the same question.

Seeing their expressions, Akiyama Yayoi bowed respectfully once more.

This startled Akaza.

"Um, Misaki, wait here for a moment, I'll be right back."

He's just a high school student, he can't do anything to me. Someone like him could easily take down a dozen or so.

The two moved outside the shop and found an open space that wouldn't obstruct others from passing by.

Akaza crossed his arms, clearly wary of Akiyama Yayoi.

Yayoi Akiyama still wore that same enigmatic smile.

"Ah, hello, Akaza-nee."

"Don't try to get close to me. Just say what you need to say. I still need to eat."

"Okay, okay, I mainly wanted to tell you about the person your cousin likes, that Shirakawa."

"Hmph~~ Tell me more." Akaza showed great interest as soon as he heard about his cousin.

"That Shirakawa, he's got a lot of problems. In our school, he's a universally acknowledged scumbag. He deceives female classmates' feelings and money; he's a complete scoundrel," Akiyama Yayoi said with great emotion, as if introducing herself.

"Is that so? I'll remind Misaki."

Akaza, upon hearing this, realized it was about the trivial matters of teenage romance and lost interest.

“The deception I’m talking about isn’t your average deception,” Yayoi Akiyama continued, “it’s like the kind of deception where you have close physical contact.”

Akaza frowned. If it involved that level, then things would be much more serious.

Yayoi Akiyama pressed her advantage, showing Akaza a video recorded on her phone.

This includes scenes of Shirakawa feeding Mido Sakura, and even scenes of Shirakawa chatting with the Mido sisters in the hallway.

The evidence is right here, and it can be confirmed that Shirakawa did have inappropriate intimate relationships with multiple girls.

"How come you have so many photos and videos of him on your phone? Have you been stalking him?" Akaza asked, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Yayoi Akiyama had anticipated Akaza's question and immediately began her "performance."

“Actually, the beautiful black-haired girl in the video had always been in contact with me, and I had always secretly liked her. We were a good match, but he stole her away from me.” Yayoi Akiyama’s expression was a mix of sadness and despair. “I did so much just to prevent fewer young men and women from being harmed by him in this world, and to prevent my tragedy from happening to others.”

To be honest, Akaza didn't like this guy, but he had evidence, and he spoke with quite a bit of emotion.

"Okay, I'll keep Misaki away from her. Thanks for reminding me." Akaza waved and returned to the hot pot restaurant.

Yayoi Akiyama was quite disappointed. She had gone to great lengths to frame Shirakawa, only to have it all so easily dismissed.

Akaza's reaction was not as impatient or angry as he had imagined; on the contrary, he was quite calm.

We need to find other ways and work with others to get rid of Shirakawa.

Akiyama Yayoi's lips slowly curled up, as if she had discovered something more interesting than manipulating girls.

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Akaza stopped at the front desk to pay the bill.

She felt that paying the bill first, without ordering extra dishes, would make the meal more pleasant.

"how much is the total?"

"Miss Akaza, the owner of Hoshimiya said you don't need to pay. Just order whatever you want to eat."

"No, I can't accept that. Xinggong gives me work, I can't just eat her food for free."

The Hoshimiya family is a well-known conglomerate in this city, with countless scattered businesses and shops. This hot pot restaurant is basically the result of Hoshimiya's investment.

The current head of the Hoshimiya family is a noblewoman who is also Miss Akaza's employer.

"This isn't something we waiters can decide," the front desk waiter said with a wry smile.

Forget it, let's not make things difficult for them. They can just do more work.

Akaza returned to his seat and saw Nikaido still there, eating meat with gusto.

I felt incredibly tender towards them.

She suddenly remembered what Qiushan had just told her.

Close physical contact?

Akaza grabbed a can of beer from the table and started asking his cousin questions.

"Cousin, how far has your relationship with that guy named Shirakawa progressed?"

"There's not much progress yet..." Nikaido muttered, chewing on his meat.

"I mainly wanted to ask if there had been any physical contact."

After hearing this, Nikaido's ears turned bright red, he stopped chewing, and his eyes darted around and avoided his gaze.

It definitely exists.

Considering Yayoi's words, Akaza is now somewhat agitated.

He gripped the unopened beer can tightly, his expression turning serious.

"What have you done so far? Holding hands, kissing, or something more...?"

"No, it was just a kiss, nothing happened." Nikaido was a little afraid to look at Akaza.

"Are you sure?" Akaza placed his hand on the table, leaned forward slightly, and asked.

"Of course, Shirakawa was very good to me. Back in the infirmary, he took care of me until I woke up." Nikaido quickly made excuses for Shirakawa, while also covering up what happened in the gym storage room yesterday. If her cousin found out about this, the principal and teachers of Sakura High School would be in big trouble.

“Wait, you said Shirakawa took care of you until you woke up.” Akaza noticed the blind spot. “Then why were you in the infirmary?”

"Headache and low-grade fever."

"Were you still conscious during this time?" Akaza asked with a gloomy face, a stark contrast to his cheerful demeanor just moments before, exuding an oppressive aura.

"No, I can't quite remember what happened during that time." Nikaido was startled by her cousin's appearance and blurted it out without thinking carefully.

Snapped!

Akaza crushed the beer bottle in his hand, the beer juice gushing out of the pull tab and splashing all over the table with white foam.

A man and a woman were alone in a room; the woman was ill and couldn't remember what had happened.

And the man is a scumbag!

The loud noise startled those around, and the children eating there burst into tears.

The waiter rushed over, wiping up the splattered beer liquid on the table with a rag and carrying the trash can.

Akaza threw the can into the trash can, and the waiter glanced at it and instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

The once smooth beer can now bears four finger marks. Normally, a person's fingertips are soft, so it's practically impossible to crush a beer can like that.

It's something that humans simply cannot do.

Seeing that the surrounding guests were frozen in fear, Akaza quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry, I was just about to perform a special skill for my cousin. Everyone, please enjoy your meal. Nothing's wrong."

No one around her dared to criticize her or say anything more; they comforted the children and ate their meals.

Akaza sat back down, lit a cigarette, and began smoking with a serious expression.

Logically speaking, smoking is not allowed here, but the waiters didn't dare to do anything about it, and no one else dared to say anything.

Nikaido realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly opened his phone to send a LINE message to Shirakawa.

"Shirakawa, be careful lately."

"Be careful of what?" At this moment, Shirakawa had just boarded the elevator and was going home with the Mito sisters.

Suddenly, he felt his heart skip a few beats, and something was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Is it an illusion?