Daily life in Zongman

Therefore, she just needs to stay around. She is not jealous of Nozomi's long-term companionship, nor is she jealous of Futaba's bickering interactions. She has her own intimate interactions.

"Encouragement~ Today's encouragement has not been given yet~"

Hoshino Ai felt the embrace was about to be released, but she did not let go. Instead, she continued to hug him and found a little excuse.

"Ai-chan needs encouragement every day, but today I really can't think of anything to say."

"Then as a small punishment, A-P, can you hold me for one more minute?"

Hoshino Ai didn't ask for more, she just asked for one more minute.

"can."

The two of them did not argue or chat, they just hugged each other, sat quietly on the sofa, and quietly enjoyed each other's warmth.

Hoshino Ai felt very relaxed. She really liked the feeling that there was always someone supporting, encouraging and comforting her.

From the initial loving impulse of devoting herself to repaying a favor to the current gentle embrace, her emotions gradually became gentler, yet more profound.

"I love you, Ah P."

Hoshino Ai expressed her feelings frankly. When she no longer needed to rely on lies to maintain her sense of security, she no longer told any lies to her lover.

This sentence is her state at every moment.

After expressing her love, she did not wait for a response, but loosened her arms. One minute was up: "It's late, Ah P should go back to bed soon~"

Then she was hugged again.

He patted her back gently: "Good night, Ai-chan."

This wasn't the "I love you too" Hoshino Ai had been waiting for, but it made her very happy. She said goodbye to Ah P with a heart full of joy and returned to her bedroom to sleep.

The stars reappeared in the night sky. In the distant home of Kasumigaoka Utaha, the senior student, who had replenished her energy after a daytime sleep, once again began to work all night to finish her manuscript.

The temperature gradually rose, and the first summer vacation of high school arrived with the increasingly loud chirping of cicadas.

Chapter 168 Summer vacation is coming.

After mid-July, the temperature can be described as scorching. The sun scorches the earth fiercely, leaving the streets deserted. Everyone avoids the glare, staying at home or in nearby air-conditioned shops.

After dinner, Fujiwara Haru waited until the temperature dropped a lot before going out. She was wearing the pendant given by Sister Shendong, so the slight residual heat could not affect her at all.

The Summer CM Exhibition will be held in August. It is now the end of July, so there is still a month left.

After the summer vacation, he had nothing to do. Apart from eating, sleeping, playing games and occasionally doing homework, he picked up an old activity again.

Open the map.

The system map requires Fujiwara Haru to have visited that location before the area within a one-mile radius will be displayed on the map. After opening the map, if there is a special event, an exclamation mark will be seen on the map.

Just like a foggy map, it will be unlocked only after you go there.

I didn't bring any glass with me when I was opening the map. After all, it was a bit boring. It was just driving around on a motorcycle. With my home as the center, I kept going in circles and expanding the map.

When they were walking at eight o'clock today, Fujiwara Haru noticed a group of people gathered in the alley, some leaning against the wall, some squatting, chatting with each other and smoking.

There were eight men and two women, who looked like high school students like him. Based on past experience, Fujiwara Haru judged that they were a group of thugs.

It can also be said to be barbarians, rebels, and bosozoku. Generally speaking, it refers to a group of bad teenagers who are lazy and unruly.

Speaking of which, Yakuza organizations are rarely seen recently, but there are more thugs. Is it because there is no proper suppression by the Yakuza that leads to their increasing number?

Most of these people commit petty thefts, but because they are minors, the police can only educate them and cannot impose too many restrictions.

If we want to reduce the number of such bad teenagers, we need at least one generation of good education. Only when the next generation of good people grows up and a good social atmosphere is formed can the situation be significantly improved.

Fujiwara Haru parked his motorcycle aside and decided to wait and see what they would do next.

Generally speaking, when these people gather together, they will go out to have fun after a break. If they go to places like KTV to gather, Fujiwara Haru will decide to continue to open the map. If they go to remote corners to have fun with passers-by, Fujiwara Haru will decide to teach them a lesson.

A group of thugs bullying passers-by will not trigger a map reaction.

After all, red exclamation marks usually indicate accidents, some of which may result in fatalities, while others may not result in fatalities but may cause deep harm to the victims.

They were bullying others, and Fujiwara Haru couldn't tell from the map.

However, now that he had encountered them, he decided to follow and see if there were any unlucky passersby being bullied, so he could help them and teach this group of people a lesson.

The group of people gathered together, smoked and chatted for a while, then left the alley and walked aimlessly on the street, seemingly without any destination.

Fujiwara Haru followed slowly on his motorcycle. After a while, they arrived at a place with many bars. It looked like they were going to a bar to kill time. Fujiwara Haru thought that he had judged people by their appearance today. This group of people might not be bad people, but just got together to have fun or something.

Not long after I finished thinking about it, I saw them walking into an alley where a woman was lying with a guitar-shaped bass bag next to her.

The reason why he was able to confirm that the gourd package contained a bass was because Fujiwara Haru happened to know the woman lying there.

Hiroi Kikuri had already met her for the tenth time. Through her good friend Iwashita Shima, she learned the name of this older sister who often slept in the alleys, and also learned that she was a bassist, thus confirming that the long-necked gourd package next to her was a bass bag.

The gang picked up the bass bags, and two of them were ready to "touch the corpse" for money.

Fujiwara Haru got out of the car, pulled out his bamboo sword, and knocked on the street lamp next to him, making a clanging sound.

The two thugs who were about to touch the corpse turned around and looked over. With a confirming attitude, Fujiwara Haru chatted with them for a few words.

Got the following reply:

"Get out of here! I'm warning you to stay out of my business!"

"Hey, you're good-looking, do you want to play with me for a while~"

"Haha, you don't think that just because you have a bamboo sword you can..."

Ah~ Such a classic~

Fujiwara Haru wondered why the lines of the gangsters were all the same. Perhaps it was because they had never learned to speak normally, and their daily language was learned from movies or TV shows about delinquents.

So they are all pretty much the same?

He was unsure, so he swung out his bamboo sword. With wailing, soon ten people were lying on the ground, eight men and two women, all treated equally.

After confirming that they were all lying down and unable to fight back, Fujiwara Haru took out his cell phone, flipped through the address book, found Iwashita Shima's number, and dialed it.

"Sister Iwashita, the address is... You can probably wait for about an hour. It's not good to go home too late."

Familiar telephone communication.

Iwashita Shima replied succinctly: "This distance should take half an hour. Thank you for your hard work, Fujiwara-kun."

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Haru came to the entrance of the alley and found that a group of people had gathered there and were looking around.

After explaining it to everyone, the onlookers dispersed after seeing that the matter was over, but one person stayed.

They are people Fujiwara Haru knows. I didn't expect to meet two acquaintances when I went out today.

With long golden hair and fair skin, her rosy red eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of excitement. It was Kitagawa Umi. Today, she was wearing a slim-fitting shirt and short skirt, full of youthful energy.

"Minister Fujiwara~Good evening!"

A joyful tone.

"good evening."

"I heard on the school forum that the Minister often cleans up hooligans outside the school, and I ran into him today."

"That's an exaggeration. It doesn't happen often. I'll just deal with it if I have time and happen to encounter it."

"Hey~ That's pretty cool too~ I just saw Buchou knock them all down in just a few moves, so cool!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Kitagawa Umi looked down the alley, watching those people get up and run back, and asked: "They are going to run away, is it okay?"

Fujiwara Haru looked back and said, "I tried calling the police before, but since they were minors and the theft was attempted, they were only verbally reprimanded and released after signing a written guarantee. In the end, I beat them up. Well, a good beating. A good beating is more effective than locking them up for a while."

"It seems that Minister Fujiwara likes to be straightforward, both in words and actions."

"It's easier this way. You don't have to go around in circles."

"By the way, what about the person lying on the ground?"

Kitagawa Umimu pointed at Hiroi Kikuri who was still lying on the ground.

"Her friends have been contacted, and someone will be back to pick her up soon."

"Is he an acquaintance of the Minister?"

"Yeah, I've seen him on the street a few times. He's often drunk and lying on the side of the road. He's a real drunk. But I heard from Sister Iwashita that he seems to have never been in trouble. He has incredible luck."

"Maybe she runs into the Minister every time she passes out drunk on the street? That's why she's lucky nothing serious has ever happened."

"Wow, what a coincidence."

“So maybe.”

Kitagawa Umi shook her index finger and said, "By the way, I bought a parasol today. Minister, please help me see if it fits!"

She excitedly raised the parasol in her hand. It was a Lolita-style parasol with a pink foundation and gold edges with lace pleats, full of nobility and luxury.

Fujiwara Haru took a look and knew it was the prop parasol used to cosplay Lady Zi. It was quite suitable, except that it lacked some ribbon embellishments, so she had to add them herself.

However, adding details to the original props you bought is also an essential part of Cosplay.

Nodding: "It looks exactly like the parasol that Master Zi uses."

Kitagawa Umi twirled her parasol, a beaming smile on her face. "Right, right, it's super like her~ And it only cost 860 yen. If I went to a cosplay prop store to buy Murasaki-sama's parasol, it would cost over yen, which is super expensive. I only need to take this one home and add a few details, which saves me a lot of money!"

Fujiwara Haru echoed this sentiment with deep understanding: "The props in the prop shop are really expensive. I've calculated it before, and their profit margin must be over 100%. It's really a rip-off."

The two stood at the entrance of the alley and chatted for a long time until Iwashita Shima arrived and took the unconscious Hiroi Kikuri back.

"Kitagawa-san, are you going home? I'll give you a ride."

Fujiwara Haru started the motorcycle. He had taken the time to get a motorcycle driver's license.

"Thank you, Minister, but my home is nearby, so you don't need to see me off. Goodbye, Minister~"

Kitagawa Umi waved her hands, her face full of joy.

After watching Fujiwara Haru leave, she also walked towards home. Two blocks away was her apartment.

Kitagawa Umi is very happy today. After a month of work, she finally finished her cosplay costume for Lady Murasaki in the school's activity room today. Thanks to her teacher, Ms. Glass, the sewing machine, sewing materials, and air conditioning, she was able to successfully create her first cosplay costume during the scorching July summer vacation.

Tomorrow I just need to go to the school activity room again, do some modifications on the newly bought parasol, and then I can officially start cosplaying!

She is so happy and can't wait to become Yakumo Yukari!

I also met the minister tonight and had a very pleasant chat with him.

Speaking of the minister, she wanted to sigh that he was such a good person. Not only did he use his own money to make the activity room so good, he also often fought crime, just like a hero in a comic book. It was awesome.

The minister also likes the two-dimensional world and cosplay just like her. If he didn't have a girlfriend, Kitagawa Kaimeng felt that he would have fallen in love with him a long time ago.

Unfortunately, the minister already has girlfriends, and two of them.

This also made Kitagawa Umi feel good about her, but not moved.

Kitagawa, who was about to go home, found himself surrounded when he turned a street.

It is already late at night and there are not many pedestrians on the streets, especially on this street, where there are even fewer people.

There were ten people in total. After they surrounded Kitagawa Umi, when she was about to say something, a woman came up and covered her mouth with a wet wipe, and then dragged her to a nearby deserted alley.

The eight men and two women were the thugs who had just been taught a lesson.

They couldn't beat Fujiwara Haru, but they saw Kitagawa Umi chatting with Fujiwara Haru. After being taught a lesson, they gathered together to curse and argue, and then someone suggested: "If we can't beat that man, we can beat his friends."

They were bad boys and had committed a lot of petty thefts. After the proposal was made, they looked at each other and decided to do it.

So he lay in ambush nearby, staring at Kitagawa Umi, and took the first step towards becoming a real criminal.

After her mouth was covered, Kitagawa Umi struggled, but there were two women controlling her from the front and back, and she was not an experienced person, so she could not break free.

The parasol fell to the ground, and dust settled on the umbrella, making the luxurious parasol stained with a hint of dust.

Just when Kitagawa Umi was falling into despair, the parasol that fell on the ground was picked up by someone.

A hero won't let tragedy happen!

For many years, Fujiwara Haru has been worried that after breaking up with his friend, his friend's red exclamation mark would be refreshed without him noticing.

This prompted him to develop a habit: taking a look at the system map when parting with friends.

The red exclamation mark that was refreshed just now was too eye-catching. Not long after driving away on the motorcycle, Fujiwara Haru returned to squatting.

The ten people heard some noise and turned around to look over. Before they could react, Fujiwara Haru rushed over.