Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

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The three bad guys went upstairs and saw only the iron bucket lying on the ground. The bastard who had poured water on them was nowhere to be seen.

"Fxxk!" The plane head kicked the iron barrel hard, and the barrel rolled over, clanging all the way until it stopped when it hit the wall.

"Brother, what should we do now?" asked Huangmao.

"Who should I ask if you ask me?" The scarred man had a gloomy face and suppressed his anger. He was still calm and knew that the man who splashed water had run away while they were going upstairs.

"How about we wait until the boy goes to school tomorrow, and then we beat him up. That guy will definitely come out!" said the airplane man angrily.

"Don't bother with that." A young and soft female voice came from the stairs.

Fukada smiled slightly and slowly went downstairs.

Shirakawa was looking down from the third floor, but what he didn't know was that Fukada was secretly looking down at him from the rooftop.

Everything he did was seen by Fukada.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" asked the man with the scar.

The other two also looked at the woman warily.

In their eyes, this woman was quite strange. She wore the uniform of Sakura High School and had this armband on her arm. Her clothes were quite seductive.

"My name is Fukada, the vice president of the Sakura High School Student Council. I can tell you who just threw water at you."

"Who, tell us quickly! A-choo!" The pilot sneezed and asked impatiently.

The yellow-haired guy next to him has started shivering from the cold.

"Don't worry, go home and change your clothes first, call the bad boss from your school, and we'll find a place to talk it out."

Things are getting more interesting.

180. Undercurrent

A small hidden cafe on Commercial Street.

A small table by the window and a sofa seat.

Since it was a weekday, there were not many customers in the cafe.

Fukada Soryu ordered a cup of strong black coffee, tore open the sugar and milk packets, and added them all in.

The three delinquents changed their clothes and sat opposite Zaolv, waiting for Boss Yoshioka.

The man leaned over to the scarred man's ear and whispered, "Boss, can we believe what this woman says?"

The scarred man recalled what happened at school just now.

"There's no need to go to the boss for such a small matter! Stop keeping us in suspense! Tell us now!" The guy with the airplane head clenched his fists and threatened.

"Don't worry!" Fukada was not panicking, but was at ease. "Remember the second-in-command of your school? Wasn't he arrested for committing a crime in our school? Who was it because of? What happened? Don't you want to know?"

The three delinquents hesitated, and Fukada smiled and continued, "The boy who just splashed water on you was also involved in the original incident. If you want to know more, I suggest you call your delinquent boss."

The scarred man was also persuaded by the woman. He picked up his phone and sent a text message to Yoshioka, making an appointment with the woman to meet in the cafe.

Look at this pink-haired woman. She can drink coffee leisurely even in the face of three ferocious thugs. Normally, such beautiful students would be scared away when they see them.

This woman is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

The yellow-haired man stared at this Solu Fukada with his eyes wide open.

She is so pretty. If I can talk to her about her friends, maybe I can ask her out to play in the future.

Solu Fukada was secretly delighted. She didn't expect that the so-called bad guys were all such simple-minded and strong-limbed inferior stuff.

Has excellent potential to become an ATM.

"Boom!"

The roar of a motorcycle outside the door interrupted Fukada's thoughts.

Tall and muscular with a crew cut, Yoshioka, in his transformed form, rode his motorcycle to the cafe, parked it and walked in.

He exuded the aura of a gangster and villain, and the waiters didn't dare to approach him and talk to him.

"Are you Somidoru Fukada?" Yoshioka came to the table, crossed his arms, and said coldly.

This tall physique, this strong body, and this brown skin made Solu Fukada feel a little nervous.

As expected of the boss, he is completely different from these low-end guys.

But strangely, he was wearing brass knuckles with skulls on both hands.

"Yes, it's me. Hello, you must be the boss of Chenghuang Middle School." Fukada also stood up to greet him.

"Just call me Yoshioka." Yoshioka winked at the three bad guys.

They immediately stood up from their seats and stood aside to make room for their boss.

Yoshioka sat down on the seat with his thighs raised and placed on the sofa.

"If you have anything to say, just say it now."

"Excuse me, have you heard of Shirakawa Akira?" Fukada Soryu went straight to the point.

"Well, Shirakawa, is he Nikaido's direct subordinate?" Yoshioka recalled that Kitano Jiro, the second-in-command of Chenghuang Junior High School, the man who was put in the juvenile detention center for fighting in the sports warehouse, had told them a few words.

"That Shirakawa is the one who just splashed water on these three people." Fukada said.

Yoshioka showed no interest in these three men. Instead, he asked Shirakawa: "Hey~ Isn't he a student of Sakura High School? What is he doing in Chenghuang Middle School?"

"He was wearing the uniform of Chenghuang Middle School. When he arrived at school, he went straight to the senior classroom on the third floor. He was looking for Yoshioka. Although I don't know what relationship this Yoshioka has with you, but..."

Bang! Yoshioka slammed the table hard, put down his legs, and sat up straight.

His face turned serious and earnest.

Fukada was startled and intimidated by such momentum, and did not dare to continue speaking.

"Hey! You guys, before you got beaten up in the alley a few days ago, did you go to Nikaidou's store to cause trouble?"

"Yes! Yes!" The bad guys nodded repeatedly.

"Is that guy called Shirakawa also in that store?"

"In the store."

That's right, everything is right.

Yoshioka also suddenly realized that the person who had been circling around him like a fly these days was the one who always disgusted him.

It turned out to be Shirakawa!

He was the one who beat people up, he was the one who was gathering information, and he was probably the man who teased him when he was fighting with the muscular woman.

Yoshioka clenched his brass knuckles, stood up and called his men to go find him, wishing he could cut him into pieces right now.

"Please wait a moment," Fukada called them.

"how?"

"That Shirakawa has a very good relationship with a female police officer. If you go find him now, you probably won't be able to do anything," Fukada reminded.

"Then what do you mean..."

"If you want to find him, I can find an opportunity for you..." Fukada Soryu recommended himself.

"Why would you help us? Do you have a grudge against Shirakawa?" Yoshioka calmed down and asked.

"Of course there is a grudge. Shirakawa... is a well-known scumbag in our school. Many girls have suffered at his hands. My best friends and sisters have also been defrauded of their money and bodies by him... wuwuwu." Fukada lowered his eyes and pretended to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be sad. His pitiful appearance made others feel distressed.

If the eldest brother had not been there, the yellow-haired man would have already begun to comfort the little sister in a soft voice.

Yoshioka knew that this woman was on his side, so he revealed their plan to her: "Originally, our plan was to take advantage of the school festival at Sakura High School, when transportation was inconvenient and there were a lot of people, to sneak into Sakura High School and deal with Nikaidou. Of course, now we have to add another step to deal with Shirakawa."

"Break into Sakura Ritate High School? I know a good way," Fukada put a few more sugar cubes in his coffee. "The arrangement of the Sakura Ritate High School Festival is to have class performances in the morning, other activities in the afternoon, and a fireworks display in the playground at night. I think the best time to sneak into Sakura Ritate High School is the fireworks display at night. There will be a lot of people watching at that time, and the student union and security personnel will be slack after a hard day's work. It's best for us to attack at night."

Fukada tugged at the armband on his arm again: "As the vice president, I can also transfer members of the student union to create a suitable venue and opportunity for you. I promise that no matter how you beat up and humiliate Shirakawa and Nikaidou, no one will come to disturb you."

In fact, this plan was also somewhat selfish on the part of Fukada. Fukada wanted to make Shirakawa's scumbag behavior known to everyone in the afternoon, so that he would be scolded, excluded, and mentally hurt.

At night, when he was in a state of despair, Yoshioka beat him up and humiliated him. The double blow to his mind and body would surely become an indelible "beautiful" memory of the school festival for him.

Not only will I feel good, but if my junior classmate Akiyama knew about this, I wonder how much he would reward me!

I'm such a genius.

"Okay!" Yoshioka said, "It's settled. On Saturday night of the school festival, we will finish them off together!"

"Okay, then I wish us a happy cooperation."

181. Warm little daily life

Shirakawa family.

Baichuan sneezed heavily, wondering who was nagging him.

Regarding Yoshioka, Shirakawa couldn't find him. According to Ikeza-sama, he would probably show up on the school festival the day after tomorrow.

Let’s think of a solution tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Now I should go home and take a long-awaited rest.

After Miike Naeko cleaned up the car and her body, picked up Shirakawa and sent him home, she went out to look for suitable photography studios for sale.

In the master bedroom, which was Miike's room, Midori Maki was sniffing her costume, adjusting the position to grind her one-piece black stockings thighs, and modifying the script at the same time.

The fishy smell of that costume was no less than that of the oysters and scallops that had been left in the seafood market for a few days and were about to rot.

But she enjoyed the smell very much and was extremely excited.

This Maki is also a genius in some ways, smelling that this thing can also do multi-core processing and "three-line" work.

Baichuan originally wanted to help with the revision, but seeing this situation he didn't dare to disturb her.

Miike's room had a double bed, and Shirakawa was worried that Maki's morbid state might revolt and he would force himself on her.

There's someone else at home!

Midu Sakura was absent-mindedly watching TV series in Shirakawa's room, wearing headphones and looking unhappy. She didn't know who had provoked her again.

It can be said that he stayed in Shirakawa's room and refused to leave.

When talking to her, her face turned red and she stammered, as if she had a lot on her mind.

Baichuan didn't pay much attention to her. He was used to it. He thought that if he coaxed her after a while, she would probably be happy again.

Shirakawa returned to the living room, lay on the sofa, and played with his mobile phone. Aunt Midu was watching TV next to him.

Aunt Kana was wearing a bear pajamas, the bear on her chest had grown into a big bear, and the small black mole next to the ravine could be vaguely seen. She was sitting next to Shirakawa, and from time to time I could smell the scent of perfume coming from her...

Baichuan was not cruel enough to scold Aunt Xingyu. Even if he did, he was suppressed by Baichuan's reason.

He first sent a text message to Cecia.

Shirakawa: I need a bottle of eyebrow medicine, the same one I used in the infirmary last time.

This is a must-have item for Baichuan to pull Xinggong Xi into the water. He plans to give this medicine to the yellow-haired senior and let him drug her.

You definitely can't use the senior's pink medicine of unknown origin. If you have to use something, use Cecilia's potion. This potion shouldn't have any side effects, and even if there are, Cecilia will be able to control it.

Xinggong Xi is accompanied by Xinggong Rin, so even if she is in that state, there shouldn't be any big problems.

But for a moment, Baichuan had no idea about the specific plan, what to do and when to arrange it.

Xinggong and the other person always acted together, and he almost never saw what Xinggong Xi ate or drank. It seemed that she didn't eat those "commoner" foods.

Let's take it one step at a time. Get the medicine first and then think of a specific plan.

Cecia: What's wrong? You want to use it now? Why didn't you do it earlier? I suggest you put this medicine in your food, and then you, Sanchi and Midu will have a great party! Don't worry, I have strengthened your ability, you can definitely fight four people alone!

The ability that Cecia gave Baichuan actually had a private purpose. Although it allowed him to temper his holy sword, it also made it easier for him to generate star fields.

Moreover, the lust she had with Maki and Miike before was mixed with morbid love and excessive decadent desires, especially Maki. Due to the special nature of her body and the strangeness of her own mental level, the taste that Cecilia tasted was also extremely delicious, and there was even a hint of overeating.

Cecia covered her bulging watermelon belly. According to the progress, she had gradually begun to look forward to their multi-player battle.

The taste of multiplayer battles is often more delicious, with a variety of emotions such as competition, jealousy, service, inferiority, shame, etc. The taste levels presented are also complex and varied, not to mention the love for Shirakawa. Just thinking about this taste makes me look forward to it.

Shirakawa: Stop talking nonsense, I have something important to do!