My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Kouta threw down his schoolbag and went up to a boy, grabbing him by the collar without saying a word.

"Hey, Fujiki, let go! What... what are you trying to do?"

The boy struggled desperately, but how could he possibly be a match for Kouta now? Plus, Kouta was already quite tall, and with a single effort, he lifted the boy up and dragged him to Kei's chair. Pointing at the super glue on it, he angrily demanded, "Yagawa! It's your turn to clean today. Now tell me, what's going on here?"

The surrounding classmates realized what was happening, and several boys stepped forward and said, "Fujiki-kun, what are you doing? Let go of Yagawa-kun right now!"

"What I do is none of your business?" Geng Taidi's expression was extremely cold. The thought that these guys might be the murderers who hurt Hui made him unable to suppress his anger. "Or is it that you... want to get involved?"

Kouta's threat was blatant; his murderous aura was palpable, the same terrifying aura that had killed hundreds of people the night before. It was far too frightening for these sheltered birds.

What a chilling aura this is!

The boys who had been so defiant just moments before all turned their heads away, not daring to meet Kouta's gaze. The moment they saw the fierce light in Kouta's eyes, they were intimidated, as if they were being stared at by a prehistoric beast.

They knew Kouta was serious; if he dared to speak again, he would really take action.

Remembering how Kouta had single-handedly forced a third-year senior to kneel down and apologize... they were even less likely to make a move.

Kouta's gaze shifted to Yagawa, who felt as if his blood had frozen.

Yagawa was terrified, and knowing that no one would help him, he trembled and said to Kouta, "This has nothing to do with me! I... I don't know anything. I didn't even come to my wife's seat when I was on duty!"

Fearing that Kouta wouldn't believe him, he continued anxiously, "Fujiki, you have to believe me! I really don't know anything!"

Kouta didn't think he was lying, but he didn't let go of him. Instead, he questioned, "Then have you seen anyone come here? Tell me!"

"Huh? This, this... I don't know!" Yagawa was practically in tears; he had no idea who had been here today.

His seat was near the front, and besides, who would remember something like that if they weren't consciously aware of it?

This is like someone asking you, "What color was the first car you saw when you went out today?"

Who would care about something like this if they had nothing better to do?

Kouta realized that his request was a bit unreasonable, so he had no choice but to let go of Yagawa.

But it didn't end there.

He glanced at everyone in the classroom and then directly threatened, "Perfect, everyone's here. I'm telling you this now: if I find out who did this, they'll end up like this table."

Kouta was furious. In order to deter these people from continuing their behavior, he clenched his right fist and slammed it hard onto Hui's table!

Crackle! ...

How could a desk withstand such violence? With a mournful cry, the tabletop cracked... until the table legs collapsed with a crash. The metal table legs didn't even have time to bend or deform before instantly turning into a pile of rubble.

This brutal scene shocked everyone in the classroom. You should know that although the desks at Misaki High School are the same size as ordinary desks, their quality is absolutely top-notch.

However, it has now been smashed to pieces by Kouta's punch. It's not bent or scrapped, but completely shattered, with not a single intact part to be found.

How hard must a fist be to smash an entire wooden tabletop like that?

Kouta swept his gaze around the classroom with a fierce look in his eyes. Everyone who met his gaze unconsciously looked away, avoiding his eyes.

However, when Kouta's gaze swept around and returned to Kei, he saw Kei pouting her pink lips and looking at him with an unfriendly expression.

Kouta suddenly realized something was wrong; he had been so angry that he forgot this was Hui's table!

"Hui, don't be angry. Listen to me, I was just too excited. I'll let you use my desk and chair." Geng Tai's fierce aura vanished instantly, and he looked frightened, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor just moments before.

Seeing Kouta's cautious demeanor, Hui chuckled, her anger turning to joy. Her beautiful eyes seemed to melt into pools of water as she gazed at Kouta with tender affection, full of tenderness and love.

'This feeling of being protected...it's really nice!'

Hui glanced at the dilapidated desk and then looked at Kouta with infinite tenderness. If they weren't in the classroom, she would have already rushed into Kouta's arms.

"It's okay, we can just use one table," Hui suggested.

"Oh."

The two ignored everyone else in the classroom, their intimate affection making everyone in the classroom envious.

Hui Gang's stunning smile, in particular, captivated everyone, leaving them speechless for a long time.

Saki Miyake, seeing Kouta standing up for Satoshi, was consumed by jealousy and muttered, "Hmph, shallow man! What's so special about that filthy scum? He's blinded by lust and deserves to be cuckolded. What a good dog!"

Chapter 316 Clothing

This morning, Class D of Grade 1 was destined to be different.

The classroom wasn't as lively as usual; very few people were talking. Everyone was still intimidated by Kouta's lingering influence and hadn't recovered yet.

Under normal circumstances, Kouta had offended almost the entire class by doing something that aroused public anger and indignation. In Japan, where collectivism and personal connections are valued, Kouta's fate would have been extremely tragic, according to established rules.

Following the usual pattern, the next step would be for almost the entire class to begin isolating Kouta. After a while, they would start playing pranks on him, such as throwing away his indoor shoes, graffitiing on his chair, or throwing eraser shavings at him. After a while, it would escalate into violent bullying, such as spitting directly in his face, slapping him, taking him to places like the toilet to punch and kick him, or stripping him naked and taking pictures of him. He would be tormented in every way, both physically and mentally, becoming the target of all the students' negative emotions.

However, Kouta's situation is different because he coerces people through violence, and his domineering and violent image has been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

In Japan, they say they value the collective, but in reality, they either admire or fear the strong.

This is a classic case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

Although they won't bully Kouta, their coldness is still unavoidable. After all, if you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them?

Of course, Kōta didn't regret it. As long as Huijian was healthy and doing well, he didn't care about anything else.

After the bell rang.

When the English teacher came in to teach, the class seemed to get back on track.

Hui didn't share a table with Geng Taigong. Instead, with the help of the class monitor, she found an old one in the storeroom and made do with it.

Everything seemed to have returned to normal until the end of the third period.

The homeroom teacher, Yuko Nakagawa, called Kouta out and took him to the office of the head of student affairs, Takumi Tao.

On the way, Kouta's eyes turned cold. He had felt something was wrong before, and now that feeling was even stronger.

It seems that someone is specifically targeting Hui, and as Hui's man, I am their obstacle, so they have started to deal with me as well.

"Don't let me find out who it is, or... I'll make you regret ever being born," Kouta muttered, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

When Kouta entered the office, there were already quite a few people inside.

One person stood out because his arm was in a cast, wrapped in bandages, and hung around his neck.

Kouta recognized the man immediately as the senior who had provoked Kei three days ago. I think his name was something like, oh, Kameda Nisuke.

Standing next to Kameda Nisuke were a middle-aged couple dressed in fine clothes; they were Kameda Nisuke's parents.

The man's name was Taishi Kameda. He looked about 70% like Nisuke Kameda. However, unlike Nisuke Kameda's ruthless and carefree nature, he was reserved and seemed silent, but the fierce glint in his eyes from time to time indicated that he was no pushover.

The woman's name was Kameda Ema. She was wearing a bright red dress, and her figure was starting to change. She had heavy makeup on, but it couldn't hide the crow's feet around her eyes. In particular, the mean look that occasionally flashed in her eyes made her look even older.

She was wearing an unknown amount of perfume; even from three meters away, Kouta could smell a strong, pungent odor.

Kouta could hardly believe it. Why was it that, as a woman, her scent was so vastly different from Kei's, as if they were separated by several universes?

When they saw Kouta enter, their eyes immediately filled with undisguised hatred!

After entering the office of the head of student affairs, Takumi Tao, Kouta slowly walked to Takumi Tao's desk and paused.

Dean of Students Takumi Tao, seated high behind his desk, saw Kōta and was about to speak.

Kameda Nisuke's mother, the middle-aged woman in red, Kameda Ema, got up from the sofa next to her, took two steps forward, and slapped Kouta across the face. Her hands, adorned with gold rings and covered in foundation, revealed no knuckles, and she struck Kouta's face with unexpected force.

"You little bastard, you're the one who hurt my son!"

The woman moved so fast that Takumi Tao didn't even have time to stop her.

The claw was about to land on Kouta's face, but how could such a pampered speed possibly hit Kouta?

With a gloomy expression, Kouta slapped back at the other party with even faster speed just as the other party's claws were about to touch him!

Kouta's arm seemed to be teleporting, moving so fast that no one in the office could even catch a glimpse of it waving.

They came from behind but surpassed others!

Snapped!

A deafening slap echoed throughout the room.

ah--!!

Ema Kameda let out a shrill scream as she was sent flying to the side by the slap. One side of her face swelled up at a visible speed, and all the foundation on it came off, revealing dull skin underneath. Blood seeped from the swollen skin, making her look ferocious and terrifying.

All of this happened so fast that by the time everyone reacted, Kameda Ema was already groaning on the ground.

"You—" Taishi Kameda roared angrily at Kouta when he saw his wife being beaten.

but,

Kouta, pale-faced and trembling, screamed, "I want to call the police! I want to call the police! I'm going to be killed! I'm going to die!"

In a panic, Kouta actually pulled out his phone and dialed 110!

The phone was answered after a few beeps.

Kenta thoughtfully turned on speakerphone.

A sweet female voice came through the phone: "Hello, this is the Aomori City Police Station. How can I help you?"

"Officer, someone's trying to kill me! Someone's trying to kill me! I'm going to die!" Kōta cried out in terror, his voice so pitiful that it deafened everyone in the room.

Upon hearing the word "murder," the person on the other end of the phone became serious and said, "Sir, please calm down a bit. Could you briefly describe the situation at the scene? It would be best if you could tell me your location so we can dispatch officers immediately!"

Kouta continued in a panic, "Okay! Okay! I'm a student at Misaki High School, and someone tried to kill me by hitting my temple..."

The situation developed so quickly and bizarrely that by the time Takumi Tao realized what was happening, the police had already been dispatched on the other end of the phone.

"What are you doing, student? Stop the phone!" Takumi Tao was practically begging Kouta on his knees.

Getting the police to the school is less about the impact on the school's reputation; the key issue is that, as the dean of students, he must take full responsibility for this matter.

Chapter 317 I Don't Know Him

"Stop the phone? Teacher, she's trying to kill me! Didn't you see her try to strike my temple right away, trying to kill me? I'm almost dead! Why are you still asking me questions?"

"This, this—"

Looking at the energetic Kouta and then at the woman lying on the ground groaning, Takumi Tao felt that something was very strange about it.

The voice on the other end of the phone continued: "Sir, are you alright? Were you arguing with the assailant just now? Please calm down and don't provoke him. The police will be here soon!"