I suddenly became a yakuza boss.

In Japan, carrying passengers on the back of bicycles is not allowed, but that didn't matter. Li Xuanyi went up and down hills, speeding like a motorcycle. As long as he was fast enough, the police couldn't catch him. Now that he had stopped, he wasn't even out of breath, calmly looking at the school.

“Yes, then I’ll go in, Ah-Xuan.” Nitta Hina jumped off the back rack, glanced at him, and said.

Li Xuan watched Nitta Hina's retreating figure as she walked away. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness and worry. As he watched, he couldn't help but say to Nitta Hina, "Hina, if anything happens, you can call me, okay?"

Nitta Hina paused for a moment, glanced at Li Xuan, and nodded.

"That's strange, why am I so nervous on her first day of school?" Li Xuan wondered as he sat on his bicycle.

If no one knew her caregiver was involved in organized crime while she was in school, everything would be fine...

Unfortunately, he was born with a face that was perfect for gangsters.

Whispering...

Whispering...

"?"

As Li Xuan was pondering alone, he noticed that several groups of female middle school students had secretly gathered around him.

Li Xuan was starting to worry; how had he managed to cause such a disturbance among the students again...?

"Hitomi, hey, Hitomi, did you see that?"

Among the newly enrolled junior high school girls, one girl wearing glasses nudged the girl next to her with her elbow and whispered something.

The listless, long-haired girl next to him was pushed and looked over in a daze.

She saw a young man she had never seen before. To be honest, at first glance, he did seem to have regained some of his energy. He was quite different from ordinary young men. Although he had dyed his hair, it didn't look out of place. His face, which wasn't particularly approachable, happened to appeal to the aesthetic preferences of middle school girls these days. Overall... he certainly made a pretty good first impression.

The long-haired middle school girl looked at it for a while, blinked, and commented expressionlessly, "Hmm... how should I put it, it's indeed not bad."

"Right, right? That's strange. I've never seen this kind of stuff at school before. Quick, write it down."

The middle school student with glasses took out his phone, wanting to take a picture of his face.

But just as they were about to take a picture, the young man quietly rode away on his bicycle.

"Wait, wait..." The middle school student with glasses stammered, his tongue tied in knots.

"Tch, that's pretty fast."

The middle school student with glasses had no choice but to give up.

Japanese junior high school girls are no pushovers either...

The long-haired girl looked at her friend like this and thought to herself.

"Never seen him before... He looks like a senior in college or something. Is he a family member bringing a younger sibling? Haha, I won't guess. But why does he always look so unhappy? Are all college students like that...?"

The middle school girl named Mishima Hitomi watched the young man's departing figure, smiled faintly, and thought calmly.

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Chapter 012 Middle School's Hina Nitta

In the junior high school, the hazy sunlight spills into every corner of the campus, creating a vibrant atmosphere that imitates Western teaching methods but is fundamentally rooted in East Asian pedagogical style.

[Ring ring ring...]

The bell rang for class.

Cherry blossoms swayed outside the window as students began to return to their respective classrooms.

This morning, however, the students of Class 3, Grade 1, discovered that behind their homeroom teacher as he walked in the door was a girl they had never seen before.

Today is Hina's first time encountering a place called school.

There are 31 students in one classroom, 13 boys and 18 girls.

But it's obvious at a glance that none of the boys have the ability to find a girlfriend.

This conclusion suggests that Japan's gender imbalance will become increasingly severe...

This is where ordinary children must grow up—the school!

Nitta Hina stood beside the podium, her mind bewildered yet understanding of this enchanting place, drawing upon what she had learned from television.

Soon, the homeroom teacher said to Nitta Hina, "Alright, Nitta, introduce yourself to everyone so they can get to know you."

“…!” Nitta Hina didn’t realize at first that she was called Nitta. After a pause of about a minute, she suddenly realized as if she had been reconnected to a power source.

"My name is Hina Nitta, and I am thirteen years old." Standing in front of the podium, Hina Nitta opened her mouth and briefly introduced herself.

Immediately, snickers filled the classroom, and some students couldn't help but mutter under their breath, "This introduction sounds like a primary school student introducing themselves."

After that, there was no further news about Hina Nitta.

"Nitta, be bolder, tell us more about yourself, so that your classmates can get to know you better."

The middle-aged homeroom teacher offered a reminder.

Nitta Hina's expression froze for a moment. She glanced at the unfamiliar middle-aged man, thought carefully for a moment, and then said again in front of everyone, "My name is Nitta Hina, and I'm thirteen years old..."

Why is it repeated?

Everyone looked at her with strange expressions.

"I graduated from Fuji Elementary School in Rika Prefecture. I came to Chiba Prefecture because of my brother's job. My brother is my only relative, so he came to live with me. My family is very poor, just like Nobita's family. I'm destined to have very little pocket money each month, and I can only eat ramen to fill my stomach every night... Also, Gen told me that if I encounter school bullying, I should call him directly, or if possible, break his nose. That's all I can remember about my family."

Hina Nitta rattled off all the character settings she could remember in one breath.

The classroom fell silent; everyone stared in astonishment at the short-haired transfer student…

Such a shocking self-introduction... could it be considered a form of youthful rebellion and self-exposure?

The whole class became curious; just who was her brother...?

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Early summer in Japan is a color.

A color painted with cement, detached houses, and a blue sky, a color that may lead to an encounter.

Around noon, the temperature suddenly rose to 29 degrees Celsius.

"Ah Qiu!"

Li Xuan couldn't help but sneeze several times.

He took a few subordinates to collect debts, and on the way back, for some reason, he sneezed several times in a row.

Li Xuan thought to himself with a puzzled look, "That's strange. I haven't caught a chill, so why have I been sneezing all day..."

Today, he took several thugs and an accountant to specifically target groups of scoundrels who were in arrears on loans and refused to pay by force. After several fights, the money and interest were paid in full.

After several rounds of "negotiations," his subordinates were beaten black and blue, barely recognizable...

"As expected of the eldest brother, he got all the work done in one day."

"You managed to handle five or six people fighting against you, brother. You're really amazing."

Several subordinates were no longer flattering him; after experiencing the real-world challenges, they had truly witnessed the gap and exclaimed in disbelief.

Li Xuan turned to look at them, and asked with a helpless reproach, "I usually enroll you in boxing and Sanda classes, but have you really studied them seriously? You can't even handle a few street thugs. We're in this line of work, and we can't avoid taking action. How to control the situation when recovering money, and how to take action in a more moderate way—these are all necessary job skills. Don't be lazy, you need to learn them properly."

Several subordinates turned pale.

It's practically impossible to fight like this boss.

Moreover, where is the moderation in his fighting?

They saw that their leader didn't care how many people were on the other side when he started fighting; he just went for it, making a ruckus and causing chaos. He even had a habit of stomping on his debtors while counting his money...

Standing before the crowd, he was a true warrior.

"......OK."

The subordinates looked at each other and then readily agreed.

Although many of the company's businesses were not honorable, at least they were not entirely shady. The leader of their newly established company, which consisted of more than a hundred people, was not like a traditional big brother, but he was able to command respect from the beginning.

After walking for a while, Li Xuan saw a restaurant by the roadside.

Inside the restaurant, a group of female high school students who were about to start school were having a meal together.

"?" For some reason, Li Xuan suddenly remembered something he had overlooked.

"Boss, are you lusting after high school girls?"

A follower, who also had dyed yellow hair and was 1.8 meters tall, said with a serious expression.

"Hey! Tamura, what are you talking about, you idiot?"

Upon hearing this shocking statement, Li Xuan turned around, glared at him, and asked sharply.

"That restaurant is quite popular with the female students in the area."

"By the way, many schools have started now."

"Last year I was still a student, and today I'm fighting alongside my older brother to conquer the world."

"Ah, cute high school girls. Looking at their shapely thighs, I just want to bury my head in them."

"I'm more of a middle school student, a bit more naive, a bit more childlike, a bit more cute, a bit more innocent..."

The group of debt collectors, looking like pigs after being beaten up, started fantasizing as they watched the lively and energetic girls.

"..."

Looking at these guys, Li Xuan felt that Japan was really doomed if things continued like this.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop dreaming. Once you've entered the underworld, stop thinking about harming students. Just honestly earn some money and find a decent girl to marry."

Li Xuan put his hands in his pockets and poured cold water on them.

"Boss, what faction are you from? You're not really from the high school faction, are you?"

He imitated the serious expression of an eighteen-year-old youth with dyed yellow hair, reminiscent of the Fist of the North Star, and asked.

Li Xuan now wants to kill this real pervert, Tamura, who just declared himself a middle school lolita.