Chapter 297

Ouka Mai gripped his sleeve with a worried expression, leaned closer and whispered, "More importantly, let's hurry up and leave, or call the police. Those guys over there don't look too good."

"Hmph~ Hmm~ So that means I'm also responsible, but there's no need for me to leave..."

"Hey! Ladies! What are you whispering about? It's not nice to ignore people!"

Seeing that the two men didn't take them seriously, the leader's expression darkened, and he stepped forward to intimidate them.

"You lot are blind! You can't even tell my gender!"

Without wasting any more words with them, Sakurakoji Talent grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him.

First, he punched him three times in succession on the bridge of his nose, eyes, and heart, paralyzing his strength while also causing a certain degree of humiliation. Then, he used his knee to strike his abdomen as a precaution, deflecting his shoulder blades so that he couldn't catch up in a short time. Finally, he slapped him a few more times and threw him aside.

His movements were as swift as lightning, taking no more than three seconds in total. The entire routine was a fluid and seamless artistic performance—after all, he was an artist by profession, and fighting was not his intention.

Before the group, including Ouka Mai, could react, the other party had already become a roadside layabout.

They stared blankly at his utterly unsportsmanlike act, almost speechless with shock, until their fallen companion let out a faint groan of pain, at which point the others finally came to their senses.

"Damn it! You dare to ambush our boss!"

"You're finished! I'm going to smash you to pieces later!"

"You bastard! Prepare to die!!!"

One of them even pulled out a gleaming switchblade, flicked out the blade, and then pretended to lick it.

"Kokoro! Talent! The opponent has a knife!"

Ouka Mai anxious. Knowing that she couldn't get involved, she immediately took out her phone and started making calls.

Sakurakoji Talent wasn't frightened upon seeing it; he merely frowned, his eyes unreadable... I wonder if his knife was coated with poison?

Why are you licking it if you're not applying poison? You really don't understand the show's entertainment value!

My mind raced with a barrage of thoughts and complaints, but the other person had only charged halfway.

He sighed, then darted forward and pressed against it again.

In less than ten seconds, Ouka Mai's call was answered, "Moshi moshi~ Miss? What's wrong?"

Ouka Mai held the phone, frozen in place, completely motionless.

"Young Miss?"

After a long silence, she finally spoke, "... No, it seems everything is alright now, Miss Hanatori."

"Really? Aren't you on a date with Sakurakoji- Young Master right now? Is there some problem you're facing and want to ask me for advice?"

The butler's calm and collected guess came through the microphone.

"A difficult problem? Hmm, that makes sense... Miss Hanatori, if I found out that my partner was actually a beast in sheep's clothing, what kind of training should I do now in order to try to please and satisfy him in the future?"

"Ha???"

The housekeeper, who was still single, couldn't grasp the sheer amount of information contained in her words.

"..."

On the other side, with one foot planted on the person who had just wielded the knife, Sakurakoji Talent was wielding a switchblade like a butterfly knife, its blade gleaming in the cold light as he flipped and flowed between his fingers.

"That's not how you handle a knife, it's like this, understand?"

"Uh-huh!!"

The thug with several bruises on his face nodded hurriedly.

"Then make one for me to see."

He stopped what he was doing, pinched the tip of the knife, and handed it back to him.

"..."

"See, you lied to me again! You guys have absolutely no basic morals!"

He increased the pressure of his foot, grinding it against the lungs in the chest.

The thug on the ground turned ashen-faced from lack of oxygen, and he fainted from exhaustion.

Before I fainted, my mind was probably still indignantly cursing Sakurakoji Talent... Who really lacked sportsmanship!

"You're already dizzy? That's really boring."

He lifted the foot that was stomping on the other person, closed the blade of the knife, and then, with a shooting motion, threw the person into a trash can more than ten meters away.

Crack! Bang!

Oh no -- I didn't win.

He sheepishly jogged over there, coughed lightly, picked it up, and tossed it back in as if nothing had happened.

These people are really something, why are they playing with knives for no reason? Don't they know it's dangerous?

I thought they were really good at this, but it turns out that's all they're capable of. It's too easy for them to hurt themselves and others. Confiscated!

He walked back to Ouka Mai's side. "It's over, let's go."

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Miss Hanatori, I have something to attend to, I'll hang up now."

She quickly spoke a few words into the phone.

"Yes, Miss! Have fun! Let's try our best to finish tonight..."

Beep, beep...

After hanging up the phone, Ouka Mai checked his body and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I told you you can trust me!"

He pressed down on her soft shoulders, holding her still.

Ouka Mai Sakura, glancing shyly to the side. She then noticed the people lying on the ground and casually asked, "What about them?"

"These are all superficial injuries, but bone setting requires a trip to the hospital, which will likely cost them a lot of money."

He smiled as he looked at the "corpse" on the ground and several wriggling "creatures".

This is why he likes dislocated bones; they are not very harmful, but they have a huge impact on the economy.

Don't underestimate the cost of healthcare in capitalism! Especially here where there aren't many doctors who can perform bone setting!

Without doctors in China hospitals who specialize in bone setting, it would have taken an unknown amount of time and money to cure this.

For these petty thugs, the economic loss is undoubtedly more painful than the loss of dignity.

Chapter 332 The door was blocked by the Sunset Red.

"Oh, I see."

Although she didn't quite understand, she realized that it seemed to be a rather complicated matter.

However, she didn't feel any sympathy for them. After all, they had taken out knives, and they certainly weren't ordinary, kind people.

Even if it is... it's their fault for approaching them first! In any case, it's not their "lover's" problem!

"Let's go, don't worry about them, they'll get up on their own in a bit."

He placed his hand on her shoulder and led her away from this troublesome place.

He wasn't worried at all about the other party reporting him to the police. It would be better if they didn't, but if they did... well, good luck to them.

After seeing his impressive record, the onlookers quickly gave up any further interest.

Those who caught a glimpse of his gaze all pretended to be busy and turned their eyes away.

However, some people cheered and applauded his "heroic" act of taking down several people who were clearly bad.

They didn't know what had happened, and they even joined in after the fight was over, but... good looks are everything!

"Virtue!"

Sakurakoji Talent is beyond words.

Over the next two or three hours, based on his personal preferences, he took Ouka Mai to Second-hand Store, a bookstore, and a video game store that he hadn't been to much before...

Haha! I'm so happy today!

After having a blast, Ouka Mai, completely relaxed, hugged his arm tightly.

Their steps became somewhat unrestrained, no longer adhering to usual etiquette, and no longer caring about the gazes of others.

To outsiders, the sight of the two side by side might be considered by a minority to be a match made in heaven, while by most to be a pair of beautiful but tragically wasted lilies...

"Just grab a quick lunch outside, then have someone pick you up."

"Hey~ What about this afternoon?"

Ouka Mai puffed out her cheeks and squeezed his arm further into her ample bosom.

"I have things to do this afternoon..."

Sakurakoji Talent faltered, and his mind momentarily went blank.

It has to be said, her figure is far superior to that of the three he was involved with...

Shiina Mahiru lost out due to her height, Hoshino Ai lost out due to both nutrition and height, and Kawaragi Momoka was slender and tall...

"All right."

Although it was a pity, she didn't react in a way that would upset him, like being unreasonable or making a scene. Instead, she lingered a little longer, resting her head on his shoulder with regret.

In terms of empathy and emotional intelligence, she is undoubtedly top-notch.

"Then I want to eat at this restaurant."

As she passed a fast food restaurant, she pointed to the shop next to her.

"Hmm? Which one... um!"

Following her fingertips, he turned his head ninety degrees, and before he knew it, she had sneakily invaded his view again.

She released her grip on him, pressed his head down, stood on tiptoe, and amidst the excited screams of passersby, she took him for thirty seconds.

The two equally exquisite and sweet creations separated; one Shy turned its forehead away with satisfaction, while the other stared resentfully at her beautiful profile, as lovely as a laurel.

"That's how it's supposed to end a date, right?"

"..."

I feel like I'm gradually getting used to it, and I don't want to complain and get angry every time anymore.

He randomly picked a restaurant for lunch, watched her get into the long luxury car that had come to pick her up, declined her offer to take him home, and wandered the streets with a strange feeling in his heart.

After walking for a while, he finally hailed a taxi and returned to his apartment.

Why go through all that trouble? Because if I let her deliver it, there's no guarantee she won't try to take advantage of the situation and come up with me.

He wanted to go to Haneoka that afternoon, so he couldn't stay hanging out with her any longer.

Xia Jun, Yang Er Jiu Qi Cu Yi Chan Ba Liao Wu.

Today, Asahi- senpai also stands on his unfaithful Haneoka rooftop, facing the campus and the sky, using his musical instrument to express his sorrow at being forcibly kissed twice today...

The quiet, steady bugle call echoed gently throughout the vast campus.

There were no human voices today, only the slow, rhythmic sound of instruments, like the gentle dew of a mountain stream—after all, the instruments today were wind instruments.

After playing the short piece a second time, he gazed at the beautiful scenery below and sighed deeply.

"Oh dear~ it seems our mysterious Miss Elf has something on her mind today."

An unfamiliar voice sounded from behind, making Ogura Asahi's heart skip a beat. She turned her head to look at the entrance to the balcony.

Standing there were several—or rather, five—girls wearing the same brown school uniform as him; three of them had short hair, and two had long hair.

Wow! Ogura Asahi raised an eyebrow, her expression surprised.

Although he had known for a long time that they might discover him, or that this was one of his purposes, he didn't expect it to happen so soon. And when they actually met, he still felt a special kind of emotion.

"If you could, could you tell us what it is?"

The same tone as before came from the short-haired girl at the very front.

Although not particularly tall, she always exuded a heroic spirit. Her short black hair was accented with a striking red highlight, making her the most noticeable among the group.