A reversal of fortune and victory in a world hated by all girls!

Previously, because I helped them design special costumes, we had maintained good communication. This time, I asked them to help out, and sure enough, they arrived at the battlefield in less than five minutes.

"Hokkaido girls? What kind of third-rate group is this?" A dark-skinned, hot girl with three or four earrings scoffed.

"We're the Tokyo Gyaru Alliance!"

It's yet another organization name with an ambiguous meaning.

The leader chuckled and shook her head, saying, "Never heard of it. But looking at your fat pig, you're probably destined to get beaten up in a fight."

"Fat, fat, fat pig...!"

"Come at me if you dare!"

Come on!

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

“Let’s go too,” said Mitsu Takahashi.

"No, it's not convenient for us students to take action. Trust our leader, she... is extremely strong!"

As Aoi Natsuki spoke, her gaze became increasingly determined.

His gaze slowly moved upwards, finally landing on the top of the eldest sister's head.

Since their last meeting, he had learned her name, and for some reason, knowing her name made him feel even more at ease about her abilities.

The tall, slender girl was the first to be attacked. She tried to hug the leader's waist, but the next second the leader nimbly dodged her and grabbed her wrist joint with a joint lock. With a sweep of her right leg, she kicked the girl to the ground!

One enemy removed!

The entire process probably takes no more than three seconds!

"Yuji Ryuzakura, Rank A, Affection Level: 5."

Chapter 41 I haven't gotten on the bus yet!

The melee begins.

The entire battle was like a shooting star streaking across the sky—it came and went quickly.

Yuji Ryuzakura truly lived up to her surname, single-handedly and swiftly eliminating the other four, all while appearing calm and unaffected.

Because the tall, thin girl was the first to arrive, she suffered the most injuries during the subsequent continuous battle. Finally, under the sharp gaze of Yuji Ryuzakura, the other hot girls quickly helped the tall, thin girl up and ran away.

"Well done, boss!"

The chubby girl among the Hokkaido girls raised her right hand and shouted.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Aoi Natsuki was about to leave. After saying goodbye to the boss, the other woman suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Aoi, let's have dinner together later."

“Uh…” Natsuki Aoi immediately tensed up, after all, it seemed that nothing he said would make a difference in the face of such a strong and muscular woman.

For a few seconds, he even doubted whether the series of fighting scenes he had just witnessed could be considered the real world.

Is it really possible for a person to be kicked five meters away...?

"Fine." He had no choice but to compromise and resign himself to his fate.

"Then, then I'll go first..." Even the usually arrogant Takahashi Mito was frightened by this ferocious fighting style. For the first time, she felt insecure when facing someone. A chill ran down her spine from time to time. Just as she turned to leave, Yuji Ryuzakura's other hand was already on her.

"You come too."

Yuji Ryuzakura's words were like an ultimatum; there was no way they could leave today.

Mito Takahashi is not short, standing at 165cm, but she appears quite petite next to Ryuzakura Guji, who is 180cm tall.

Two hands were placed on the shoulders of the two people, and it felt like an invisible mountain was pressing down on them. No matter how much they wanted to escape, their bodies could not move forward an inch.

In the end, they had no choice but to agree.

Each of her two group members took it away on a small donkey.

……

In a family restaurant.

Yuji Ryuzakura and her two teammates were eating spaghetti with gusto, tomato sauce smeared all around their lips, but they didn't care at all, eating with great gusto.

"Boss, is there anything else you need me for?"

"Oh!" Yuji Ryuzakura then realized that she had come to ask him for a favor. After a moment of surprise, she put down her plate, grabbed a few tissues and wiped her mouth. "I really do have something to ask you. Your previous design was very good. I was wondering if you could design another one for me."

"Or clothes?"

"No, this time it's simpler. It's the logo of the martial arts school. Times are changing and technology is advancing. It's really not right to stick to the old-fashioned style. So I want to make some changes."

Upon hearing "martial arts school," Aoi Natsuki wasn't surprised, given the boss's high level of martial arts skills. She then asked, "Is it the martial arts school in the boss's family?"

“Hey, this is my grandfather’s martial arts school. My grandfather was a legend thirty years ago… cough, right, right, let’s not dwell on the past.” Yuji Ryuzakura looked at him. “How about it? Is it okay?”

Um... is there really any other option for this problem?

His family runs a martial arts school, which sounds like it's been passed down through generations. He doesn't want to offend such a family. On the contrary, being on good terms with them would bring him a lot of help in his life. Like today, from now on, he probably won't have to worry about any women causing trouble for him.

"I promise you, but you'd better send me a brief overview of your martial arts school. I'll show you a few drafts after I've read it."

Yuji Ryuzakura was pleasantly surprised. Sure enough, finding him was reliable. She nodded repeatedly, "Great! You truly are a good brother!"

When he reached out and patted his shoulder, Aoi Natsuki felt as if his shoulder had been hit with a hammer, and it immediately went numb.

Seeing the pain on his face, Yuji Ryuzakura realized she had gone too far and quickly apologized.

People who practice martial arts tend to be quite forthright.

"I can make you a copy right now, I happen to have nothing else to do."

"Mmm!" Yuji Ryuzakura's eyes were filled with overwhelming excitement.

Even though she's 1.8 meters tall, she's still a girl who knows how to be cute.

Natsuki Aoi opened her phone and took out a drawing tablet from her backpack, looking quite professional.

Sitting next to her, about forty centimeters away, Takahashi Mitsu also glanced over, but didn't move closer, and asked in a low voice, "You can also do design?"

"Hmm... a little skill I learned when I was young and impetuous." Aoi Natsuki's eyes became vacant as she stared ahead. If an IT student didn't take on some part-time work during their student years, where would they get the money for all their living expenses and how would they repay their high tuition loans? It was simply a matter of being forced by life.

Yuji Ryuzakura and the others stared intently at him, as if he were performing magic, since they knew nothing about it.

Thinking back to the last time I designed outfits for their group, the first draft was approved. Where can you find such a fake client?

This client would love to send her a few more copies!

Fifteen minutes later, a simple sketch was completed. Takahashi Mitsu saw it for the first time and immediately showed surprise in her eyes. The drawing was very mature; there was no trace of a novice's naiveté. This guy…

Aoi Natsuki handed it over: "This is just a basic template. After you give me the materials, I will add elements that are unique to your martial arts school. Of course, you can take a look at the first version first, and I will draw a few more versions later."

When Yuji Ryuzakura saw the publishing design in front of her, her mouth immediately formed an "o" shape, her surprise no less than that of Aoi Natsuki's surprise at her fighting prowess.

"This, this, this is wonderful! My grandfather will be very happy!" Yuji Ryuzakura exclaimed joyfully.

"It was nothing," Natsuki Aoi said with a faint smile.

After chatting for a while, they saw that it was getting dark and prepared to go home.

"Oh no... the power's out."

"I told you to fully charge it, boss lady."

Yudi Longying was a little troubled because her donkey had run out of power, and her home was actually quite far away.

"It's alright, I've called my driver over, let me take you home," said Mito Takahashi.

"You have a driver?!" the chubby girl exclaimed in surprise.

Not long after, a stretched Lincoln slowly drove up from the end of the street. The three girls from Hokkaido discussed it and finally decided to leave the scooter there and pick it up tomorrow.

The back door was opened, and one by one the girls went in. Aoi Natsuki saw that the back was almost full and was about to sit in the passenger seat, but as soon as she closed the door, the car started and drove away.

Ok?

I haven't gotten on the bus yet...

I haven't gotten on the bus yet!

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P.S.: Please vote! Thank you all for your support. Long-time readers probably know that my get off work hours are irregular; sometimes it's 8 PM, sometimes 10 PM, and sometimes I don't get home until midnight. If I'm writing while eating, the update time will be around 6 PM, and if it's late, it might be 2 AM, 3 AM, or even 4 AM. As always, I'll maintain my passion for writing and keep trying! Thank you for your support, love you all! (Heart emoji)

Chapter 42 Hayakawa's Level Up?! A New Romance Choice!

……

"Is Takahashi's birthday coming up soon?"

"Eh, that's why I wanted to talk to you, Natsuki, about what kind of gift we should buy for her." Hayakawa nervously fiddled with her fingers. In front of Natsuki, she always couldn't help but show shyness.

"I see."

Aoi Natsuki felt this was an unexpected bonus. "Hayakawa, you're often with her, have you found out what she likes?"

“Hmm…” Hayakawa thought for a moment, then a white light flashed in his eyes, and he said, “I didn’t ask her what she liked, but I once gave her a hair clip. It was a rare anime collectible. It might not be very valuable, but it was really rare.”

"and then?"

“She likes it very much.” Keiko Hayakawa looked straight at him.

Aoi Natsuki looked puzzled and asked in return, "Does Takahashi also like watching anime?"

"No, she didn't like it. She didn't even recognize the anime character on the hair clip I gave her, but she kept wearing it afterward, so..." Hayakawa Keiko said, giving a heartwarming smile.

Aoi Natsuki also understood the meaning behind it; perhaps this was a case of a small gift carrying a heavy sentiment.

So far, he has come to believe that although Mito Takahashi has a bad temper, she has always been very good to her friends. Even someone like him, whose favorability rating is negative, will still help someone who is being bullied. This shows that she has many excellent qualities.

"In that case, the sentiment is definitely more important than the value. I think it's fine to carefully select a gift, or to use something from your own home that you feel has sentimental value."

"At home..."

Keiko Hayakawa seemed to be deep in thought.

After a while, he nodded to himself and said, "I understand. Thank you, Natsuki."