Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

"Aren't you going to change into your swimsuit?"

"There are too many people."

Fujiwara no Matsu was somewhat speechless when faced with Ichinomiya.

Because of Ichinomiya Satsuki's reputation and aura, a vacuum formed around her.

With her nearby, Fujiwara Matsuya was happy to have some peace and quiet, as few people came to talk to him.

Sitting by the pool, Fujiwara Matsu felt a gentle pat on his shoulder.

"Matsu, how is it! Aren't you excited to see me in a swimsuit for the first time?!"

Chiya Mio was wearing a school swimsuit, and her youthful appearance was striking, but the classic style of the swimsuit did not stir any excitement in anyone.

"Mmm, I'm really looking forward to it."

Although she said she was looking forward to it, the perfunctory tone in her words was almost palpable, which made Chiya Mio somewhat unhappy.

"Hmm? Song, am I not pretty?"

"Mio, you are beautiful, but this swimsuit is really not that nice."

Fujiwara Matsu truthfully stated his thoughts, and Chiya Mio pondered for a moment before leaning close to Fujiwara Matsu's ear:

"So, Matsu, would you like to see what I look like in other swimsuits?"

"What? You brought another swimsuit to swimming class?"

He glanced at it, not taking Chiya Mio's words to heart.

"I don't plan to show this to anyone else, of course it's only for Song. Are we going to the beach on Saturday?"

"Hmm? The beach? Now..."

"Matsu-kun, Miss."

Shiratori Saki noticed the two standing there, walked over to them, and turned around at the sound. Fujiwara Matsu now realized that the decisive factor in attracting people was not the swimsuit, but...

The standard school swimsuit was taut, and Fujiwara Matsu only glanced at it before looking away, while Chiya Mio was still staring at it beside him.

I dare not look.

"Matsu, what were you looking at just now?"

His reaction was indeed quick, but Chiyo Mio's attention remained fixed on him the whole time.

"Sazaki-senpai, you're here too."

In order to survive, Fujiwara Matsu turned his gaze back, trying to focus on Shiratori Saki's face, but...

"As expected, the academy's swimsuits still don't suit me very well."

"Actually, it suits you very well, but, Saki-senpai, aren't you upset?"

"Hmm... I'm used to it."

What a habit!

"Hey, Song, shouldn't you start paying a little more attention to other people?"

"I'm still talking to you."

"Feel sorry."

"However, isn't it a bit too early to go to the beach this Saturday? Summer vacation isn't long now."

"Miss, were you just discussing going to the beach?"

Shiratori Saki seemed interested in the topic as well, her eyes sparkling.

Chiyo glanced at her, but she also found it hard to look away; Shiratori Saki was too eye-catching.

As a result, quite a few people are still watching her.

"It's not about the beach, it's about the swimsuit. Matsu thinks my swimsuit isn't very pretty, so I want to show Matsu what I look like in other swimsuits."

These words made Shiratori Saki's eyes light up, but after thinking for a moment, she lowered her head again.

"Matsu-kun, what kind of girl do you like?"

What kind of indecent talk are you spouting, you bastard!

Shiratori Saki's words drew Chiya Mio's attention back; she seemed to be expecting an answer as well.

"It varies from person to person."

"So, you like whatever Sazaki wears? Matsu?"

A chilling killing intent emanated from Chiya Mio, even though she was still smiling.

"I'll like you no matter what you wear. I like you as a person, not your clothes."

His survival instincts kicked in, and he uttered the most emotionally intelligent thing he'd ever said, but Chiya Mio wasn't satisfied.

"Well, Matsu, shouldn't you take your eyes off Saki?"

Fujiwara Matsu, who had been keeping the auto-aim engaged, coughed awkwardly twice. Although he said he didn't dare to look, his eyes hadn't actually looked away much.

Shiratori Saki noticed his gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously covered her chest, but after a moment, she slowly lowered her raised hand.

At this moment, Ichinomiya Satsuki finally came out after changing into her swimsuit and stood not far from the three of them.

Fujiwara Matsu spotted her immediately; she was the one who truly suited this school swimsuit.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Ichinomiya Satsuki turned her head and looked down, following his gaze.

This was the first time he had seen murderous intent on this guy's face.

It was the kind of anger that comes from being offended. Fujiwara Matsu felt that his gaze was actually quite restrained, but it seemed that Ichinomiya's pride was a bit too high.

…………

Today, Fujiwara Matsu had a part-time job, so he didn't go to the literature club after school.

However, because of Chiya Mio, he left rather late.

As Fujiwara Matsu passed by Class D, he saw several girls surrounding Ando Ayaka, as if they were about to do something to her.

Just then, as he passed by the door, the group of people came out with Ayaka Ando and bumped right into him.

"Excuse me, student."

Several people were half-supporting Ando Ayaka. Fujiwara Matsu and she exchanged a glance, and Ando Ayaka quickly looked away.

The two groups passed each other, and Fujiwara Matsu didn't stop walking, but silently took out his phone.

"If you need to buy more school uniforms, remember to let me know."

But when he finished work and went home, the other two had not returned.

He knew Ichinomiya Satsuki's whereabouts; she was at the Inari Shrine at this time, and the shrine would not close for some time.

However, it's a bit strange that Ayaka Ando didn't return at this time. She hasn't received the consent form yet, so it's impossible that she went to work at the shrine.

She didn't reply to the messages he sent, and Fujiwara Matsu was still a little worried that something had happened to her.

He didn't want the person he took in to get into trouble like this. Bullying has no boundaries, and he didn't want to see this guy get hurt all over.

I opened the door, ready to go out and find her, and bumped into her.

Ayaka Ando looked disheveled, soaked to the bone, her school uniform torn to some extent, but still presentable, with visible deep bruises on the exposed parts.

When she saw Fujiwara Matsu, she instinctively flinched and covered the bruises on her body with her hands.

"Fujiwara-san".

"You're back? Wait a moment, Ichinomiya won't be back for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."

Once he confirmed that she was alright, Fujiwara Matsu put aside his initial worries, glanced at her, casually tossed his coat to her, and waited for her to come in.

"Can you still wear the school uniform? There used to be a needle and thread in the storage room; you can mend it. I can pay for the new uniform."

Fujiwara Matsuru casually tossed a dry towel to Ando Ayaka, who was sitting on the sofa, and said:

"Thank you, Fujiwara-san. I'm sorry to have worried you."

He ignored her thanks, found the first-aid kit, and gave her the medicine she could use.

"Here you go, this is some topical medicine for sprains and bruises. The first-aid kit is here; you can get it yourself later."

"If you're not quite comfortable with things right now, Mio's offer should be effective."

"Fujiwara-san, I will prove to you that I can take control of my own life and have the courage to make my own choices."

Her words left Fujiwara Matsu speechless.

"If you think it's okay, then it's fine."

The door opened, and Ichinomiya Satsuki, dressed as a shrine maiden, stepped in.

She glanced at Ayaka Ando on the sofa and bluntly told her to get rid of her:

"Ando, ​​I need to talk to him. You should go back to your room first."

Ayaka Ando nodded. Not wanting to be watched by Matsu Fujiwara while she was in such an awkward state, she took her things and went back.

"Fujiwara, what did that look in your eyes mean this afternoon?"