Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Yes, that's really bad luck.

Yan Youyou sighed and ordered a classic tonkotsu ramen, a side of seaweed salad, and a glass of ice water.

You can also send pictures via SMS, but it costs 10 yen per message.

Yan Youyou took a photo and sent it over.

This combination is delicious; I've figured it out after trying it many times.

[If Mr. Knight would like to try this combination, he can give it a go!]

Jiang Ling was very upset upon receiving the message.

How come everyone knows my top-secret way of eating it?!

Am I still a foodie?

As the last few office workers left satisfied, the ramen shop gradually quieted down, leaving only the faint sounds of Jiang Ling, Yan Youyou, and the blue-haired girl in the corner slurping their noodles.

Seeing that there wouldn't be any new customers for the time being, Aunt Yuan Meizi looked at the little soup base and noodles left and hung up a "Temporarily Closed" sign.

She rubbed her aching lower back, sat down, took a sip of water, and prepared to rest for a while.

Yan Youyou held the tip of her chopsticks in her mouth, her brows furrowed, trying to think of a topic to continue chatting with Mr. Knight.

Jiang Ling rubbed her temples as she answered Yan Youyou's clumsy question.

Is this girl's first time chatting with a guy online?

Which decent person would ask about Fourier transform, Gaussian inequality, or blackbody equations when chatting with someone of the opposite sex?

Jiang Ling felt that she was also an oddball.

When someone asked, I actually responded!

The key to this problem lies in... something like this...

Of course, his replies remained deliberately cold and impatient, which would likely earn him the nickname "Jiahao" in Yan Youyou's mind, thus lowering her favorability towards him.

Unfortunately, despite all her calculations, Jiang Ling never anticipated that Yan Youyou was "Jiaxin".

Looking at the clear and logical reply on her phone screen, which even extended the application of the formula, Yan Youyou's heart skipped a beat, and her impression of Mr. Knight was further enhanced: "Mr. Knight must be a top student in Campus C, maybe even in the elite class..."

"Um... everyone, do you mind if I turn on the TV for a while?" Yuan Meizi asked the guest cautiously, holding the remote control.

The only form of entertainment for middle-aged women is watching TV news for a while after get off work to pass the time.

"Please go ahead." Yan Youyou nodded gently.

"Whatever," Jiang Ling said without looking up.

"I don't care~" Lan Xinlan replied with a smile, a toothpick dangling from her mouth.

[Recently, Ishibashi City held a general meeting to announce important personnel appointments and removals: Following a decision by the Special District, Comrade Koizumi Aoyama has been appointed as the Director of the Ishibashi City Police Department.]

At his inauguration meeting, Commissioner Koizumi clearly stated that he would adopt a "zero-tolerance" attitude to combat corruption within the police force, and would resolutely rectify unhealthy social practices with a "nail-driving" spirit, striving to create a clean and upright political environment and a civilized and harmonious social environment, which has attracted widespread attention from the public...

Yuan Meizi sighed, "If only it could really be fixed."

Many announcements were issued day and night with a very tough stance, but in the end, they were all bark and no bite. Yuan Meizi had long been used to this.

Jiang Ling stroked her chin, staring at the dashing middle-aged man on the TV.

"If I remember correctly, he should be the father of one of the female leads in the story."

"And he was a very upright man. He came out with a thunderous force and cracked down on the Viper Gang, almost bringing the notorious Viper Gang to the brink of death."

"But unfortunately, his daughter was captured by the Viper Gang and used to threaten him into ruining his future."

"Then, Shilu's vigorous anti-corruption and anti-drug campaign completely failed."

"Hiss... what's his daughter's name again?"

Jiang Ling couldn't recall the girl's appearance or name no matter how hard he tried.

I only remember that her small hands were very delicate and beautiful, with a tiny black mole on her wrist.

If all the beautiful girls in Shilu showed him their hands, maybe he could find the right one.

Just then, the live news broadcast took an unexpected turn.

Someone hurriedly went up on stage, whispered a few words in the host's ear, and handed over a document.

The beautiful presenter quickly glanced at the document, her professional smile instantly freezing. Her pupils dilated in shock, and her voice trembled slightly as she began to broadcast the breaking news:

[Dear viewers, we now have an urgent announcement.]

At 20:15 PM tonight, near the Shenchuan Bridge in the suburbs of our city, a school bus belonging to Shenchuan Middle School was hijacked by its driver.

[According to preliminary official verification, the bus was carrying 28 seventh-grade students from Kamikawa Junior High School and one teacher. There are currently no official reports of injuries or fatalities.]

Upon receiving the report, the city police department immediately dispatched criminal investigation and negotiation experts to the scene. The city education bureau, emergency management bureau, and other relevant departments simultaneously activated their emergency response plans, and personnel have arrived at the scene to coordinate the response.

[We would like to remind residents in the vicinity of the incident area to avoid going to the scene to watch, so as not to affect the on-site handling work; parents of the students involved can call the official hotline to inquire about the latest developments, and relevant departments have set up a temporary reception point.]

Please do not believe or spread rumors. All authoritative information will be released in real time through official channels of the Municipal Emergency Management Bureau. This station will also continue to track the situation and report the latest developments to you as soon as possible...

At the same time, a beautiful girl trembling appeared in a fleeting shot.

Jiang Ling recognized her at a glance and couldn't help but curse under her breath: Damn it, it's her!

Clang! Crash! Crash!

The deathly silence was broken by the sound of breaking dishes.

Aunt Yuan Meizi stared intently at the all-too-familiar school bus on the TV screen. Her face turned deathly pale, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

His chapped lips trembled violently, and tears streamed down his face.

That's right, the school bus that was hijacked, as reported on TV, was the one her youngest daughter, Ouyang Keling, rode to and from school.

The ramen shop is a half-hour drive from Kamikawa, passing through areas where homeless people congregate, which is quite dangerous.

That's why, for the safety of my youngest daughter going to and from school.

She paid exorbitant school bus fares.

Unexpectedly, just a few months into the new semester, I encountered such bad luck.

The immense shock left Yuan Meizi speechless, and she fainted on the spot from crying.

The three of them rushed into the open kitchen almost simultaneously.

Yan Youyou immediately helped Yuan Meizi up, but was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

He subconsciously reached out to pinch her philtrum.

Snapped--

Jiang Ling slapped her hand away and said sternly, "Don't move! Call an ambulance right now!"

People without first aid knowledge will only increase the risk of accidents if they act haphazardly in such emergencies.

"First, let Auntie lie down flat, then go get some things to elevate Auntie's feet a little," Lan Xinlan said calmly as she took off the apron that was binding Yuan Meizi.

He then reached out and unbuttoned two buttons on her collar.

Jiang Ling glanced at her in surprise, not expecting the beautiful woman in front of her to be so professional.

Completely bewildered, Yan Youyou obediently followed their instructions, dialed 120, and then used a cushion on the chair to elevate her feet.

Yuan Meizi's rapid breathing eased a bit, and her complexion regained its rosy hue.

"Phew..." After confirming that she was alright, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stood up and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Yan Youyou called out, frowning, as Jiang Ling was about to leave.

"Although I really dislike you, it must be very dangerous outside right now..."

After all, no one knows whether this was an individual act or a premeditated terrorist attack by multiple people.

For a normal person in this situation, staying indoors is most likely the safest option.

"Go to the public restroom!" Jiang Ling said, slamming the door shut without looking back.

"Huh?" Yan Youyou was taken aback.

This perplexing action left her quite puzzled.

But then I thought, he probably planned to leave early because he was afraid of future troubles.

"But I can't blame him for anything. It's only human nature. He did more than enough to help with the first aid."

Yan Youyou shook her head, not insisting that Jiang Ling stay and help.

Beside her, Lan Xinlan's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned her head and said, "Uh... I'm going to use the public restroom too, I'll leave the rest to you."

After saying that, Lan Xinlan rushed out of the ramen shop like a shot, leaving Yan Youyou dumbfounded.

She turned her head with a complicated expression, glanced at the "Restroom Available" sign, and murmured:

"Is there some kind of magic in public restrooms?"

At this time.

After listening for a long time without noticing anything amiss, Chen Yi slowly poked his head out of the kitchen's break room and cautiously scanned his surroundings.

He breathed a long sigh of relief after discovering that he had only broken a few bowls.

I thought Wang Jiahao had broken in.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the girl in front of him.

The thick bangs and baggy school uniform softened the aloofness, but instead gave people a sense of "accessibility".

A third-rate student with no presence in the class will not fall in love at first sight with a high-and-mighty campus goddess.

Because they know they are unworthy.

But if a pretty girl who looks above average, perhaps from the same social class as them, appears in front of them, they will think—I think I can do it.

It only lasted for a moment.

Chen Yi felt as if his heart had been struck hard, and he murmured:

"Mom, I think I'm in love."