My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Meanwhile, Hui waited for three days, and her period indeed didn't come this month.

This further convinced Hui that she was indeed pregnant.

Therefore, Hui decided to tell Kouta about her pregnancy today.

——Misaki High School.

Ring ring ring...

A soothing school bell rang, ending the tedious math class and dispelling the deathly silence and suffocating atmosphere in the classroom.

Small groups of students gathered in the classroom, chatting about everything under the sun, including love and romance. Some students got up to go to the restroom or other classrooms.

Hui also got up and went to the restroom.

However, Hui noticed those same looks on her face again on the way.

In the past few days, Hui has noticed that when she is at school, people often give her looks that are full of disdain, disgust, contempt, and criticism.

These people were from grades one, two, and three, including both boys and girls, and Hui didn't recognize any of them.

Hui encountered such stares again while she was in the restroom.

Hui felt confused, but had no intention of investigating further.

Anyway, what does it matter to me if someone else is crazy?

After returning to her seat, Hui opened the book that had been closed. It was a book she had borrowed from the school library; it was a collection of poems.

Hui reads these boring books not to cultivate any temperament, but purely for prenatal education, to cultivate the baby's temperament.

Seeing Hui Ningjing engrossed in her book, Kōta, who was standing nearby, abandoned his idea of ​​flirting with her.

He had been back from Maeda Chie's place for three days.

He felt guilty all along, with a deep sense of remorse.

He has quit his job at the shop where he worked and deleted all of Maeda Chie's contact information, completely erasing her from his life.

Kouta watched Hui Ningjing reading her book, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

He felt a little relieved that he had acted decisively and hadn't continued down the wrong path by letting Hui know what had happened that night.

'That's good, that's good...'

Kouta thought to himself.

"Kouta, can you stop grinning at me like that?" Hui felt a little embarrassed by Kouta's stare and turned her head to scold him gently.

This guy is really something. He can't even restrain himself in the classroom. Couldn't he wait until after school to find a quiet place to watch?

"Haha~ Okay." Kouta replied in high spirits, but then a glint flashed in his eyes, and he leaned closer to Kei, saying, "Kei, what do you think about tonight—"

"No way!" Kei refused before Kouta could finish speaking.

Hui didn't need to hear the whole story to know what kind of lewd ideas Kōta was having.

"why?"

If it had been a few days earlier, he could have understood if Hui had rejected him, since that was during Hui's menstrual period.

But now, if Kouta remembers correctly, Hui's period has already ended, so why is she still rejecting him?

"Don't ask anymore, I'll tell you after school," Hui said, her cheeks slightly flushed.

While Hui and Kouta were talking to each other.

An unexpected guest arrived at the classroom of Class D, Grade 1.

A tall, upperclassman with short eyebrows, a prominent brow bone, and a hooked nose swaggered into the classroom with his hands in his pockets.

The uniforms for older students are different from those for younger students, and you can tell the grade level at a glance.

The appearance of this senior immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the class.

The voices in the classroom gradually died down, and everyone looked at this...delinquent senior with a bit of fear.

His hair was dyed brown, and his eyes occasionally flashed with a vicious glint; he was definitely a delinquent.

Misaki High School does have delinquents, but the proportion is very small. And because Misaki High School has high admission standards, those who can become delinquents at Misaki High School are either from wealthy or noble families.

Take this person in front of me, for example. His family background is better than that of 90% of the students at Misaki High School.

In the classroom.

Everyone instinctively kept quiet, afraid that they might disturb the other person by speaking.

The only people who might speak up, the class monitor and Shimazu Shoko, happened to be out of the classroom.

The classroom fell unusually quiet.

The so-called shame culture prevalent in Japan is, frankly speaking, just a fig leaf for "not wanting to take responsibility."

They call it: "Not wanting to cause trouble for others."

In reality, it's just that they're afraid to take responsibility and dare not shoulder it.

For example, right now, because of the other party's viciousness, everyone has shut their mouths without prior agreement, not giving the other party a chance to cause trouble!

Self-preservation and minding one's own business... that's all there is to it.

This phenomenon is extremely common in Japan.

Such a nation cannot produce heroes; it only produces livestock everywhere.

The delinquent student scanned the classroom from the podium.

Then, my gaze fell on Hui, who was quietly reading a book with a slightly flushed face.

When he saw Hui, the amazement in his eyes was palpable. He completely ignored Kōta who was standing next to Hui and walked straight towards her.

He walked all the way to Hui's table before stopping.

Hui noticed the shadow on the book and looked up at the person who had come to her. She was very puzzled and had no idea why the other person was looking for her.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" Hui asked politely.

A lewd glint flashed in the delinquent student's eyes: "She really is beautiful! She's much prettier in person than in the photos!"

Hui disliked the young man's gaze and said with some displeasure, "If there's nothing else, could you please not stand here?"

"Hey~, you little bitch, you're pretty good at pretending." The young man said flirtatiously, and he even reached out to lift Hui's chin.

Hui dodged it in an instant.

What do you want to do?

Hui stood up and took a step back, glaring angrily at the young man.

He ignored Hui's angry stare and instead sneered, "Still pretending? Let's not beat around the bush. Tell me, how much per time?"

After the delinquent finished speaking, he began to openly and roughly examine Hui's body, his eyes no longer concealing their wicked intentions.

He is a student in Class C of the third year, named Kameda Nisuke. He is a notorious delinquent in the school, who likes to smoke, fight, drink, gamble, race cars, and mess around with girls. He was able to get into Misaki High School because his family pulled strings and donated money.

He naturally thought it was Hui, after all, she was the school's most beautiful girl.

Previously, Yamada Nanami had stated that Kei was the woman he had his eye on.

Therefore, Kameda Nisuke dared not make a move against Kei. Although he was uneducated and incompetent, he was not reckless at all. He was very shrewd and knew who he could mess with and who he could not.

However, yesterday he found a post on the school's hidden forum. After reading it, he was overjoyed, which led to what happened today.

"???"

At this moment, Hui felt that she had encountered a madman.

Seeing Kei's puzzled expression, Kameda Nisuke assumed she was pretending to be stupid and sneered, "Hey, Kei, your little scandal has already spread throughout the school."

"You can provide escort services for those old men and uncles outside, but I'm at least your senior, and I have money too. If you take good care of me, you'll definitely get paid!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

The classroom erupted in uproar.

Whispers could be heard constantly.

Some were surprised, some disbelieving, some just watching the spectacle, and some gloating...

Hui was filled with questions.

"You... I don't do compensated dating, you've got the wrong person."

"Hehe~, you little bitch, you're quite the actress. How many men have you fooled with your innocent look?"

As Kameda Nisuke spoke, he reached out his eagle-claw-like hand to touch Kei's face.

Hey!

But his hand was grabbed by Kouta.

"Who?" Kameda Nisuke turned to the side and saw Kouta, recognizing him. "Oh, you're the guy our school beauty found to take over?"

"What, our school beauty chose you to be her boyfriend, and you actually think you're a hero?"

"I can't believe it," Kameda Nisuke said sarcastically.

Then, he raised the hand that Kouta had grabbed with an air of dominance, as if he wanted to slap Kouta!

But... nothing happened.

Kameda Nisuke discovers he can't move his hand at all!?

His expression changed, because he felt as if his hand was being gripped by hydraulic pipe wrenches, not by someone else.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power of Kouta's palm!

He could almost hear the mournful cries of the flesh and blood cells in his wrist.

And... the force was still increasing!

"You...you...let go!"

His harsh words turned into the simple phrase "let go."

Moreover, his tone was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, but vaguely carried a trace of fear and pleading.

Only by being in his shoes can one truly understand how he feels.