He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

She wasn't afraid of death, but if her own actions would bring such a terrible enemy to the president, she would rather be dead!

"Anxin West Road, Tsinghua University".

A fair, white hand rested on Igarashi Seika's shoulder.

To maintain secrecy, the location they chose was already abandoned; cars couldn't drive in.

The sweat that had dripped down her forehead from running was still visible on Momobami Kirari's forehead.

"Chairman?!"

To think that the president would worry about someone like me...

"Kurosaki-kun, can you hear me?"

Taking the communicator from Igarashi Seika, Momobami Kirari spoke.

"Can we... talk?"

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"Then it's settled, President Momobami."

Seemingly as a sign of the deal being made, Kurosaki Azami downed the green tea in front of him in one gulp.

"Igarashi Seika, for the sake of this 10 billion yen, I will spare your life for now."

"Thank you... thank you, Kurosaki-kun..."

Having suffered a crushing defeat, Igarashi Seika didn't dare to raise her head.

"Then I'll take my leave. Thank you for your hospitality, President Momobami."

Kurosaki Azami walked towards the door.

"By the way, President Momozaki, I have something to tell you."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Kurosaki Azami turned around and said:

"Although I'm not a good person, I will still keep my promises."

"It refers to every single promise."

“Every promise… I understand, thank you Kurosaki-kun.”

Kirari Momobami remembered the conversation between the two of them that day in the Traditional Culture Research Club.

"Come find me when you've saved up enough chips."

“I’ll bet the student council president position on this.”

"It's a word."

Kurosaki Azami.........

How many people will your insatiable desires devour before you come to me?

Forget it.

No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you to come...

Chapter 70 Surging Passion

Kurosaki Azami lost 100 million yen and was turned into livestock.

Such news naturally caused a huge uproar at Hyakkaou Academy, with many students gloating over this "fallen star."

However, in the second-year Chinese class that Kurosaki Azami is in..........

"Lord Ji, please have some refreshments!"

"Lord Ji, would you like a massage?"

With a tag hanging around his neck, Kurosaki Azami's lazy sitting posture didn't resemble that of a "domestic animal" who should be tucked between its legs.

And none of the students serving him were livestock!

The idea of ​​"humans" serving "livestock" is impossible in the Kingdom of Flowers, but it is perfectly normal in the eyes of the students led by Sha Xinwujing.

[The host used his loyal and devoted lily subordinate as leverage to extort a huge sum of money from the crazy lily president! This is utterly shameless!]

Bonus skill: Liu Huaqiang's fault-finding!

Effect: Simply saying "Dude, there's something fishy about this xxx" increases the probability of seeing through someone's trap and scam by 50%! If the trap is related to magnetism, you will definitely see through it!

Note: Using this skill may enrage the opponent, so please make sure you have a weapon on hand.

"Could you move aside for a moment? I need to speak with Kurosaki-kun."

A petite girl arrived at the classroom door.

"Huang Yiyue?! What are you doing here?"

Saotome Meari was a little flustered.

"This isn't the place to talk... Could you come with me first?"

Huang Yiyue seemed to find it a little difficult to talk about.

"Alright. Yumeko, Yari, let's go."

Kurosaki Azami stood up.

------------------at the same time-----------------

"Sir, sir, would you like to buy an organ?"

"Intestines, stomach, liver, heart, kidneys—anything is fine..."

"What kind of ridiculous line is that, Meloni?!"

At the headquarters of the Passionate Organization, Mista glared angrily at the flamboyant man in front of him.

"I think this advertising slogan is pretty good. How about 'The Little Boy Who Sold His Organs'?"

The long-haired man wearing an eye patch and flamboyant clothes laughed.

"You're definitely getting revenge on Giorno!"

Mista roared even louder.

"Quiet down, everyone." X2.

Hearing Bucciarati and Risotto's voices, the two had no choice but to glare at each other and sit down huffily.

"Even though you two had a grudge before, now that the boss has put you in the same team, you should try to get along."

"That's what Bucciarati said."

Meloni, a member of the assassination squad, has a double named "Babyface" who is actually a computer.

Image: "The most flamboyant member of the assassination squad", Location: "Images/1644069595-100292271-108322215.jpg"

It can create "children" using a man's blood and a woman's body, with a gestation period of 3 minutes. After birth, the child begins to learn the mother's actions and Meloni's instructions, and the computer can receive the child's information.

The child created by this stand is a remotely automated, materialized humanoid stand, just like a human. It needs to learn and be educated; improper education will cause it to go berserk.

The child's Stand ability allows them to break objects into pieces and assimilate them with themselves, while also disguising themselves as other objects. If hit, they can break that part into pieces to evade the attack. When the child is injured, their main body is not harmed in return.

Since Kurosaki Azami summoned him, Meloni has been following Giorno's every move.

"You're going to get a medical check-up for the head of the Suzuki Group tomorrow, right?"

Risotto asked.

"Yes, Captain."

As if he had thought of something funny, Meloni began to suppress a laugh.

"At first we were puzzled, why would healthy people secretly buy organs on the black market..."

"When we got there, we found out he actually wanted to trade it for a donkey penis! Hahaha, that cracked me up!"

"You guys didn't see Giorno's expression back then..."

"Are you asking for it, Meloni?!"

Despite stopping the rampaging Mista, Risotto's black sclera remained unmoved.

"Did you keep his blood sample as instructed by your boss?"

"Of course! Captain Risotto!"

Meloni's laughter subsided a little.

"Have Giorno get an organ transplant, let me collect blood samples, and then use the guise of 'physical examinations' to periodically replace the contaminated blood samples..."

"We can make money and keep the lives of those powerful people firmly in the hands of our 'passionate organization.' The boss's idea is truly 'dimolto' (brilliant)!"

"With just one order from the boss, the entire Kanto region will tremble at the sight of our enthusiastic organization!"

"That's good."

Bucciarati nodded. He had long been annoyed by those guys who only relied on their family backgrounds to hold their positions without doing anything, especially the high-ranking officials in the police system.

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, it's now easier for enthusiastically organized undercover agents to enter the archives than to enter a public restroom, since there's no need to queue.

Under the enthusiastic organization's manipulation, Yamamura Misao has risen through the ranks at an astounding rate and is now a police inspector. Bucciarati is considering whether to pull some strings to transfer him to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

"By the way, I haven't seen Mr. Spitwagen these past two days. I wonder how things are going at the Ministry of Industry?"

The small plane made Peter Wagan a little hesitant.

Ever since the boss asked the Industry Department to get a bunch of "Chinese Civilization 53" textbooks and dumped them in his room, Nalanjia now trembles whenever he sees a specialist from the Industry Department.

“Mr. Peter Wagan went to America. Now that Trump has been ousted from office, he wants to go and see for himself whether the organization’s business in America will run into problems.”

As the organization's apparent boss, Bucciarati was aware of this information.

——————————————At this moment———————————————————

"Goro... how long has it been since we brothers last saw each other?"

In a small room, two middle-aged men were eating and chatting.

"About half a year, huh? What, you missed me, Oni Manjiro?"