Deleted, But Not Completely

Sing Sing flicked his finger, planting a large bump on Mitsuhashi Takashi's forehead.

"Are you plucking pig hair? Should I prepare another pot of boiling water to scald it?"

"Listen carefully, your boss is a particular person. Only naturally fallen hair is allowed. Hair that fell on clothes, on chairs, or from empty water bottles."

Sing Sing put his hands behind his back and said, "If you dare to rummage through someone's bag or stake out the girls' restroom... I'll twist your heads off and use them as bowling balls."

Mitsuhashi rubbed his burning forehead, muttering to himself as if he were about to cry.

"Boss, why didn't you say so sooner! I had already planned out everything: how to knock her unconscious from behind, put her in a sack, and where to dump the body!"

"I've even come up with a brand for the hemp rope I'll use to tie the stones!"

Ito, standing beside him, stared wide-eyed at his partner in disbelief.

"Mitsuhashi! You're so despicable! How could you use a sack on a girl like that!"

"What do you know! As long as we win, that's all that matters! All's fair in war!" Mitsuhashi retorted confidently.

"Bang!"

Sing Sing raised his hand and flicked her forehead again.

"Get it done right now! If you mess it up, you two will be living underwater in Tokyo Bay tomorrow. I'll personally build the concrete caissons for you!"

The two exchanged a glance, each harboring their own doubts, and slunk away.

I managed to get through most of the day's classes.

In the afternoon, the second outdoor physical education class.

Kobayashi Amiko, wearing a dark blue tracksuit, bought a bottle of chilled mineral water using coins.

She leaned back on the bench and unscrewed the bottle cap.

Mitsuhashi suddenly appeared from behind the flower bed, holding a can of orange soda in his hand.

He tossed his blond hair and struck what he considered his most handsome pose.

"Amiko- chan, it's no fun drinking water alone."

Mitsuhashi leaned closer, "This can of soda is a treat from your senior, as long as you..."

He hadn't even finished his outrageous remarks, which could be described as sexual harassment.

Kobayashi Amiko grabbed Mitsuhashi's outstretched wrist with her right hand, lowered her shoulder, and exerted force from her waist.

Another beautiful Seoi nage.

"Hey hey--Yame!"

Mitsuhashi didn't even realize what was happening before he fell face-first into the bushes, his legs kicking wildly outside.

Ito was pretending to admire the scenery, turned his back, whistled off-key, put his hands behind his head, and looked up to count the clouds in the sky.

As long as I pretend I can't see it, that idiot eating dust in the dirt isn't my partner!

Kobayashi Amiko remained expressionless, her eyes cold and sharp.

After finishing her water, she didn't linger; she simply tossed the bottle into a recycling bin two meters away.

Seeing the target item being captured, Ito Shinji's eyes lit up. The task assigned by his boss had finally arrived!

With long strides, he dashed forward in one swift motion.

He stretched out his arms and hugged the dirty green trash can.

Just then, two first-year students, who had just finished their drinks, walked over chatting and laughing. They were about to throw in some scraps of paper.

As soon as I raised my hand, I saw the second-year student, the leader of the Sea Urchin gang, hugging a trash can tightly like he was hugging his wife.

The two were so frightened that they took three steps back.

"What are you looking at! This bucket is mine today!"

Ito Shinji's aggressive demeanor was no different from that of a vicious dog guarding its food.

"Anyone who dares to throw anything in here, I'll shove them in with the trash!"

The two first-graders exchanged a glance, then slunk away.

A rustling sound came from the bushes, and Mitsuhashi emerged, his head covered in leaves.

Ito also fished the mineral water bottle out of the trash can and stuffed it into another bag.

The two breathed a sigh of relief and were just about to meet.

A shadow fell over their heads as Amiko returned.

She crossed her arms and stared coldly at the two strangely behaving classmates who were also the leaders of the second year.

First they came to ask for the water I drank from, and now they're rummaging through the trash for bottles.

Amiko's tone was unfriendly, "Speak, what kind of perverted thing do you want to do?"

"I... um... we!" Mitsuhashi scratched his head in frustration, stammering and rambling on and on.

"We're doing a noble club activity! Yes! Cleaning up!"

Yamei!

Even he himself didn't believe it when he said that.

"Excellent work! Thank you both, you two outstanding members!"

Sing Sing, carrying a notebook, walked over from the other end of the tree-lined path.

He walked up to Amiko and pointed with the pen at the bag in Mitsuhashi's hand.

"Kobayashi, please don't misunderstand these two hot-blooded delinquents."

"We are conducting a survey on the correlation between campus waste sorting and the rate of hair follicle decline in East Asians."

Sing Sing Chow lied without batting an eye, "This is a key rural experience project of the student union."

"A century-long plan concerning whether the next generation of pillars of society will face a premature baldness crisis!"

Ito and Mitsuhashi, who were listening nearby, were so shocked their jaws almost dropped to the floor.

The boss's ability to spout nonsense has reached an unparalleled level!

"Neuropathy!"

Kobayashi Amiko snorted coldly and turned to leave.

As soon as she left, Mitsuhashi collapsed onto the bench. "Damn it! That girl's grip is stronger than a third-grader who practices judo!"

Sing Sing ignored him and pulled a silver metal skewer from his pocket.

This thing has a unique shape, with one end being sharp and the other end being a flat, spoon-shaped object, making it look quite like an elongated ear pick.

That's right, this product is called a "Portable Biometric Verification Probe"!

The second high-tech ear pick designed and invented by Da Vinci!

Sing Sing used the spoon-shaped end of a probe to scrape the mouth of the water bottle.

The probe emits a beeping sound after the green light at the tail illuminates.

After confirming the information, Ito Shinji stared at the glowing metal probe and then glanced at Sing Sing's movements.

This process is so smooth.

Is this boss a real delinquent?

Why does he look so much like a secret agent in a TV show?

He started to feel scared.

After hesitating for a long time, Ito took half a step back, blocking Mitsuhashi in front of him.

"Big Brother Hoshino, your ear pick can even glow?" Ito asked tentatively.

"Don't pry into things in the martial arts world."

Sing Sing put away the probe, took out a palm-sized miniature refrigerated box, neatly placed the sample bags inside, and locked it.

"Knowing too much will cause hair loss. You don't need to worry about the rest. Go do what you need to do."

He started walking towards Class 3-D, but before he had taken two steps, he was stopped by Mitsuhashi Takashi.

"What? Is there something else?" Sing Sing raised an eyebrow.

Mitsuhashi approached with a beaming smile, "Big brother, we've successfully completed the mission. About the video... what do you think..."

Sing Sing took out his phone and opened the photo album in front of the two of them.

He selected the 4K high-definition video of him begging for mercy, and decisively pressed the delete key; the file disappeared completely from the screen.

Mitsuhashi almost burst into tears, and he grabbed Sing Sing's arm.

"Brother! You truly are a man of great loyalty and honor! From now on, if you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you tell me to beat a dog, I'll never chase a chicken!"

Ito, who had been on tenterhooks the whole time, nodded repeatedly in agreement.

This boss may be ruthless, but he's honest and trustworthy!

"Sure, sure." Sing Sing patted Mitsuhashi's head.

He put his phone back in his pocket, turned around, and suppressed a wicked smile.

These two little rascals are getting emotional way too early.

He just deleted the local file in front of them, but it's still in the system's junk file...

The video is still lying there quietly, waiting to be recovered!