Bulla

"Hey, little lady. Wandering the streets all by yourself this late? Want your big brothers to keep you company?" At the corner of a wall along the street, several thugs saw that the girl was pretty and struck up a sleazy conversation with her. One by one, they showed vulgar smiles as they boxed her into the corner.

The purple-haired girl glanced at the thugs and leaned silently against the wall.

One of the punks took a drag on his cigarette as he pushed his luck, reaching out to touch the girl's hair, only for her to dodge aside.

"Oh, come on, don't be so shy. Your big brothers won't hurt you!" With ill intentions written across their faces, the punks burst into loud laughter.

"That girl seems to be in trouble."

Seeing from afar that the purple-haired girl had been entangled by several punks, Tights's sense of justice flared up. The people she hated most were scumbags who bullied girls, so she took the initiative to step forward and help her out. When Roland and the others saw Tights show herself, they followed her toward the girl.

"Stop right there! You bastards have some nerve. Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?" Tights shouted, holding up her phone.

"Ah, another gorgeous woman showed up! Boss, this one's even more mature!" When the punks saw Tights's stunning face, their eyes lit up as if they had discovered new prey.

Hearing the punks' filthy teasing, Tights's eyes went wide and round, her face filled with murderous anger. She was the eldest daughter of Capsule Corporation, yet a few punks actually dared to harass her. These bastards had a death wish!

Tights puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "Of all the things young people could learn, you just had to become