Just like chives, no matter how many times you harvest them, as long as the roots aren't dug up, a little rain will make them grow back again and again.

Until now...

Slender, soft fingers carefully bypassed the boy's hand and gently pressed against the heart of a person so large that even the heartbeat could not be clearly heard. At this moment, Raiden Mei could clearly feel the malice brewing within her heart.

—I still have bad thoughts.

—To be seen.

……

No matter what they say or what they say on the surface, they can never change the true feelings that still remain deep in their hearts. Their apparent tension, panic, and flustered attempts to stop them are just instincts stemming from the moral lessons they learned as Yamato Nadeshiko.

He doesn't speak his mind, and his actions don't reflect what he truly wants to do. He's an extremely hypocritical person who refuses to show even a shred of his true self.

In fact, the girl was never afraid of being seen by Jiang Cheng, and never worried about her lewd side being discovered.

If it were anyone else, they would absolutely not allow this scene to be seen, and would definitely hold onto their skirt tightly to prevent any exposure.

This conservatism is limited to others, other people, people other than teenagers, those who are already familiar with life and have never overstepped the bounds.

If it's Jiangcheng...

If the person who might be seen is a teenager.

If it is the one who has already conveyed the message, shattered the darkness of the past, and suddenly appeared to do the first thing that no one had ever done before.

what……

Her thinking got stuck, she couldn't give an answer, or perhaps it was due to the education and common sense of ordinary people that prevented her from revealing the truth.

Be mindful of the differences between boys and girls, avoid close contact, and never let boys see your private parts. Protect yourself—this is what the Sword Saint of Houmu has repeatedly and carefully instructed, insisting that the girl protect herself.

I'm sorry...

Houmu... Father.

Mei is going to disappoint you.

Because Raiden Mei could sense the subtle anticipation in her heart after the veil was torn off, like tickling the sole of her foot with a feather through her boot. It was a very faint sensation, not even a complete itch, yet it was incredibly clear and gently tugged at her heartstrings.

She had already begun to unconsciously fantasize about being seen, about the possibility that the boy turning around would discover her lewd side.

She was caught deliberately exposing her panties.

The fingers that lifted the hem of her skirt were discovered.

If you take in your purple outfit today and it gets seen before you leave, this date will definitely leave a very unforgettable memory.

A boy like Jiang Cheng, no matter where you look at him, seems like an ordinary person. He probably has never seen a girl's panties in his previous life, right?

As an ordinary high school student, I previously studied in a place in China that was said to be more conservative, so I probably had no chance to see girls. I had some comments saying that after finishing their homework, students there only had five or six hours of sleep each day, with no breaks between classes, and no rest even on school holidays.

Given that communication was eliminated from the very beginning, even a gentle person like Jiang Cheng would not be able to have close friends.

If that's the case, then I must be the first one.

—The first girl to show Jiangcheng her panties.

Perhaps she will also become the first ○ woman at the same time.

The first ○ woman I've ever seen in my life in Jiangcheng.

The thought of occupying a very important part of Jiang Cheng's heart and having the opportunity to take away the psychological status of that unknown girl filled him with inexplicable pleasure. The wicked thoughts buried in the shadows surfaced from the stinking ditch, beating vilely in the black, dirty water.

There was no cover-up.

There was no denial.

Raiden Mei wasn't as demanding of herself as another girl, who couldn't even tolerate the slightest hint of disloyalty towards Jiang Cheng, or perhaps a fairy-like girl who hated all her impurities.

Whatever kind of self-imposed constraints you impose, isn't it foolish to deliberately make things difficult and slow down your progress compared to the goal you want to achieve?

……

Unbeknownst to them, the boy and girl were now separated by the sea and the world. They could not understand the girl's thoughts, who was so close to them. They could only vaguely sense the slight ripples on the calm sea, but could not perceive the swirling eddies that were gathering beneath the surface, ready to surge into a tempestuous storm at any moment.

All that Jiang Cheng could offer was comfort from behind, unable to feel the heartbeat within, nor to see those purple eyes.

The wisdom awarded as a reward did not include psychology, which was the only thing that genius disliked; his experience with fairies also involved being blinded by a kind of madness.

Having been forced into a situation where he could only proceed cautiously, Jiang Cheng could only openly express his goodwill without reservation.

The slight bend in her back turned the wall into a gentle slope, allowing her head to droop slightly and providing a brief respite.

"If you have anything to say, you can tell me freely without feeling pressured. Haven't we always been like this before?" His tone was gentle, without any sense of oppression.

"Don't always keep everything to yourself. Trust your friends a little. After all, aren't friends meant to be confidants?"

"Maybe I can't completely solve all the problems you encounter, but at least... I can be a decent dumping ground, right?"

Although this trash can is essentially a shredder, it will quietly shred all these troubles without the owner's knowledge.

—Using 'magic', huh?

However, what I possess is not the cute and lovely pink magic of love and hope, or the ability to smile and send out a ray of light to make all difficulties disappear.

—Is it gravity magic?

After all, Jiang Cheng is hardly a good person. A true saint wouldn't feel abandoned when Alicia is with others; instead, they should cheer for her.

Even if he doesn't have many emotions, the fact that he feels depressed and dissatisfied because he is ignored shows that he cares more about the people around him than strangers, and that he was never someone who would follow righteousness and justice from the beginning.

Under normal circumstances, they are willing to maintain some goodwill and have a basic level of gentleness, but if something involves someone important to them, they will show their most ruthless side—the important people to them are superior to strangers and others.

He is just an ordinary person with an ordinary personality and ordinary kindness, but he can also feel selfish and dissatisfied just like ordinary people. Isn't it normal for ordinary people to care more about the things they value?

If it weren't for the plan to play it safe at Shilipo, to find an absolutely safe spot in the dark, a safe zone where all dangers have been clearly indicated and only Raiden Mei is in the Great Collapse safe zone.

The method used to kill that unknown fat man might be used multiple times, although the likely consequence would be that Jiang Cheng would lose his appetite.

This also serves as a form of popular science about the human body, albeit in a way that most people are unwilling to see, and the popular science primarily focuses on color.

Well……

I absolutely cannot use that method again. Just one glance made me want to spit out the dessert I had just eaten. The sweetness that should have lingered in my mouth turned into bitterness, as if bile had overflowed onto my lips.

……

"Well……"

The genuine emotions he revealed were enough to make the girl feel inferior. Each sincere word was like a sharp blade, or a better metaphor would be the sun, the sun that the boy got too close to. The mouse, which should have been hiding in the shadows, got too close to something it shouldn't have.

It doesn't matter...

This inferiority complex is largely acquired later in life.

Before this disaster struck, even though her father rarely approved of her behavior, the girl could hardly earn a single compliment no matter how hard she tried.

But whenever she falls into despair, there is always someone called the Houmu Sword Saint who will suddenly jump out and help the girl out of the gloom.

He talks about teaching swordsmanship, but he spends the most time chatting and talking to people, nipping any potential misunderstandings in the bud, determined to solve all the problems.

Until the disaster struck, the girl who had lost everything lost the Houmu Sword Saint as well, or rather, she had already lost it when she lost her father—this name was just someone else's pseudonym, a love hidden behind the scenes, a love that was clumsy and unknown, in order to cover up her love.

The number of people hurt has increased countless times, but there is no one left to comfort or advise. All the emotional hurt can only be suppressed in the heart, and doesn't inferiority naturally arise?

This world is a strange world. No matter what it is or what kind it is, if it is left for a long time, it will ferment and spoil.

At least the girls are still young enough and their experiences are still short enough that their self-deprecation and inferiority complex haven't accumulated to a fatal degree.

It's not time to throw everything away just because of my inferiority complex. Even if it's despicable, as long as I can achieve my goal, isn't that enough?

The inner turmoil she felt wasn't enough to affect her actions. Once she made up her mind, she was determined to see it through to the end. The girl, who was once known as the "Thunder Queen" for her decisive and efficient actions, at least still had the drive to act.

Black cat or white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat.

"Of course I don't distrust Jiang Chengjun, it's just... I've said this many times before, it's still the same old thing, and I won't be as easily manipulated as before."

"Really? Mei-kun~?"

Even though he was facing away from the girl who was so close to him, every word and stroke of his pen was filled with an inexplicable seriousness, trying his best to express his emotions.

Jiang Cheng kept his voice as gentle as possible. This habit, which he had already developed, was further cultivated by his own efforts, resulting in a gentle, breeze-like quality shaped by his experience and through multiple forms of imitation and learning.

It was as if she were a fairy, a fairy who should love everyone like a god, but at this moment she lowered her head and looked at only one person.

This attitude was once the golden apple that haunted a genius, even driving him to madness and causing him to abandon all human dignity.

……

"--There's really nothing wrong, let's go."

……

174. Because you are Raiden Mei [5k]

After a moment of silence, when even the air seemed to freeze and only the approaching sun's rays shone through, the girl ultimately chose to remain noncommittal.

Even if you just bring it up, Jiang Cheng will definitely take care of it and will never let this kind of thing ruin his good impression of you.

Even though he had such high expectations of me, I still paid three times the price for a gift. I... am not as brave as you think.

Even if you clench your fists, even if the other person is a bad guy, you don't have the courage to fight. Just a few words from him will make you lose all your courage.

Anyone can step on her, anyone can bully her; such a person is not, and cannot be called, a Thunder Queen.

If this facade is shattered, it will definitely disappoint Jiang Cheng, it will be very disappointing.

……

No.

Will not.

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