Sanctioning the Shop Assistant

Not long after, Onizuka and Sakura Airi were strolling through the spacious corridors of the shopping mall.

"How is it? Do you feel a bit better?" Onizuka asked casually, his tone laced with concern.

Hearing Onizuka's words, Sakura's hands twisted together involuntarily, and a hint of nervousness and unease appeared on her face.

She lowered her head slightly and responded in a voice that was barely audible:

"W-what do you mean... My m-mood has been fine lately."

Seeing this, the corners of Onizuka's mouth curled into an imperceptible smile; he didn't call out her cover-up, but instead continued to tease her lightheartedly.

"Yes, yes, Airi's mood has always been great~"

As they talked, Onizuka noticed an electronics store ahead, and the sign at the entrance caught his eye.

"Airi, let's go in and take a look. Didn't your camera need some maintenance recently?"

Sakura Airi frowned slightly. Although she felt some hesitation about entering the electronics store, she didn't want to dampen Onizuka's good intentions, so she eventually followed him inside.

Onizuka noticed her hesitation and thought to himself: It seems the problem might lie right here...

As they slowly walked toward a counter, a greasy, lecherous male clerk walked toward them, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.

The moment Sakura saw this clerk, she stopped in her tracks, as if she had seen something disgusting, and displayed her revulsion quite openly.

Her hand, as if by reflex, reached out and pinched the corner of Onizuka's shirt, who was walking beside her, as if seeking protection.

One must know that Sakura Airi was introverted by nature and rarely displayed such emotions.

Yet her reaction now was so obvious that it undoubtedly indicated her disgust for this person had reached its limit.

Onizuka narrowed his eyes slightly, observing this sleazy middle-aged man.

"Hello, I'm looking for a micro-camera. I need it to have a long battery life and record clear footage. Do you have any recommendations?"

Hearing Onizuka initiate the conversation, the male clerk turned his head reluctantly and rummaged through the counter below, pulling out a box no bigger than a finger.

"Customer, this is the latest ultra-mini camera we've stocked. It won't be discovered no matter where you place it; it's very convenient~"

As he spoke, he cast a malicious glance toward Sakura, a sickening smile plastered on his face.

Seeing that look, Sakura couldn't help but feel a wave of discomfort, and her hand gripping Onizuka's shirt tightened, her fingertips almost digging into the fabric.

The clerk clearly noticed this, and he stared fixedly at the spot where the two were in contact.

After thinking for a moment, Sakura let go of Onizuka's shirt, despite her pale complexion.

Just then, Onizuka suddenly laughed, though his eyes were chillingly cold.

He turned around and gently brushed his hand across Sakura's face, tenderly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Look at you, your hair is a mess. You don't even know how to tidy yourself up."

The male clerk watched their intimate interaction, his hand pressing hard against the counter.

The empty box he had been holding was crushed into a ball by his grip, yet his face remained calm.

Onizuka clearly ignored him and continued to interact with Sakura.

Taking advantage of the fact that Sakura was stunned and at a loss due to his sudden intimacy, Onizuka gently wrapped his arm around her waist, gave her a brief hug, and whispered into her ear:

"Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

After saying this, Onizuka took two steps back, glanced at his phone, and then revealed a faint smile.

"By the way, I have something to take care of in a moment. Airi, you should head back on your own."

Before Sakura could react, he paid the points and turned to leave the store.

Left behind, Sakura didn't know how to react and stood there blankly for quite a while.

The clerk on the side noticed Onizuka had left, and with a gloomy expression, he said to Sakura:

"Miss Sakura, I wonder if there is anything else you need?"

Suddenly realizing she had been left behind, Sakura Airi jumped like a startled rabbit.

"N-no!!! Nothing!!!"

With that, she hurried away from the spot.

In a small alley that was a necessary path back to the dormitory.

Because she had spent a long time wandering the mall with Onizuka, by the time Sakura Airi came out, the sky had already darkened, and the surrounding atmosphere had become increasingly gloomy.

As it happened, the power lines in this alley had been damaged recently, and even the streetlights were not lit.

Sakura held her phone, turned on the flashlight, and the weak beam illuminated the road ahead. She felt her heart pounding and tried her best to remain calm.

Just at the corner ahead, Sakura's gaze was drawn to a figure.

She shone the flashlight over, and in an instant, she recognized the clerk from earlier that day!

At this moment, he wore a bizarre smile, no longer hiding his malice at all, and displayed it to Sakura without reservation.

"Shizuku, my Shizuku, how could you be so intimate with someone else? You betrayed me, Shizuku, I am so disappointed..."

Sakura felt a sudden sense of suffocation, her footsteps coming to an involuntary halt as the phone in her hand trembled slightly.

"I... I don't know you. Who exactly are you?"

Hearing Sakura say this, the clerk's expression twisted even further.

"How is that possible! I have been watching you all this time! Have you forgotten those love letters? Are those not enough to show you my feelings?"

At this, the clerk kicked over a nearby trash can with force, leaning forward with a ferocious look on his face.

"So those harassing letters were all sent by you? How... how did you get my information?"

Sakura slowly backed away, but due to the dim environment, she tripped over a soda can that had spilled out of the trash can and fell to the ground.

"When you appeared at the counter, I recognized you at first sight, my Shizuku. Isn't it only natural that I would note down your address afterward?"

"This is heaven itself bringing us together. I'm going to show you just how much I love you right now!"

With that, the clerk reached out to grab Sakura.

Just then, a hand appeared from the side and clamped directly onto his wrist, followed by a sickening crunch.

"Argh, it hurts, it hurts!!! Who the hell is that!!!"

The clerk turned his head and saw Onizuka, his clothes coated in a faint, glowing luminescence, standing behind him.

The moment he saw Onizuka's attire, the clerk realized what was happening.

"You... you guys are... you're acting!!!"