I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

"Hmm... she's quite good-looking and has a good presence. If those rumors are true, she doesn't look bad at all as a match for Liang!"

Mana smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

Glancing at the stiff-faced Shirou beside her, Tenkuji Yu wondered about their relationship while returning a smile:

"Thank you for the compliment, I think so too."

"That confidence is great! Big brother, Dad shouldn't dislike you, right?"

Her azure eyes lit up instantly, and Mana took a step forward towards him, her smile growing even wider.

In contrast, Zhenliang bit her rosy lips tightly, her silver hair falling down to conceal her expression, and she squeezed out a sound from her throat: "...Who cares whether that person likes it or not."

"Don't say that~ If Liang finds a bad man outside, Dad will be worried."

"After all, he got a very clear understanding of Masuzu's situation at school through the councilors here—that's how worried he is."

Natsukawa Masaki's body trembled slightly, and her fair fists clenched.

After admiring her wavering expression, Mana smiled slightly: "Well, as long as I speak nicely to my father, he probably won't really interfere with the life you want... I won't do anything to bother Ryo."

"...Really? Thank you so much."

Upon hearing this, Zhenliang visibly relaxed, but the aversion in her tone remained undeniable.

"However, as a price..."

At the same time, a sly glint flashed in Mana's eyes.

Before Zhenliang could react, the petite blonde girl grabbed Tenkuji Yu's collar and stood on tiptoe.

"Such a cool boyfriend... I'll take him!"

With a melodious tone that seemed to hold everything in the palm of her hand, Mana aimed her face at his lips, which still retained a hint of coolness.

Zhenliang's pupils contracted, her mind went blank, and she stood there stunned, her mouth open but unable to utter a sound.

In an instant, she suddenly remembered Yuigahama Yui from that day—

Can you empathize?

No, it's probably just karma.

"..."

The slight pain in her heart prevented her from making any protest.

Just as those two lips were about to touch.

"How old are you to dare do such lewd and immoral things?"

"Anyway, stay away from me. I don't want to be seen as a lolicon."

Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, with a speed invisible to others, Tenkuji Yuu slapped the girl's face, completely obscuring her eyes, nose, and lips.

The voice gradually shifted from a helpless gentleness to an emotionless coldness.

"Most importantly, I don't want to be forcibly kissed by someone I hate... no, I don't even want to be touched."

Through the handkerchief, Tenkuji Yu pushed her back, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"So, no matter who you are, I am now Natsukawa Masuzu's boyfriend—don't even think about accepting me, and don't even think about touching me."

"Well……!"

Mana was completely caught off guard, staggered back a few steps, then fell backward, her little bottom hitting the ground hard, and she couldn't help but let out a painful groan.

Upon hearing the sound, Natsukawa Masaki suddenly snapped out of her daze and opened her eyes wide to look at Tenkuji Yuu, her deep blue eyes trembling more violently than ever before.

"Ayou, you..."

"Masuzu, if she's your sister, then I apologize in advance." Stuffing the handkerchief into Masuzu's pocket, Tenkuji Yu looked at her, his cold expression changing, and he winked in a feignedly sincere manner.

"I'm not used to being polite to arrogant guys, so I was a little rough. Can you forgive me?"

"...You're overthinking it."

Zhenliang glanced at the blonde girl on the ground, her stunned expression gradually becoming subtle, and she even seemed to want to laugh.

"Although she is indeed my sister, I don't care... anyway, it's not me who's in pain."

"You bastard!" Seemingly taking a moment to process the situation and recover from her shock, Mana glared angrily at Tenkuji Yu in disbelief, her voice suddenly becoming shrill, "How dare you... Yasuoka! Teach him a lesson!"

With a command given.

At some point, a tall, muscular, bald man dressed in black and wearing sunglasses stepped out of a black luxury sedan parked by the roadside.

He must be Natsukawa Mana's driver and bodyguard. He was slowly walking towards Tenkuji Yu with a cold expression, folding his fingers.

That solemn and heavy aura was like that of a battle-hardened veteran.

"Jana, what do you want to do?"

Natsukawa Masuzu's expression tightened, and she subconsciously stepped in front of Tenkuji Yu, saying in a serious tone, "This is a street in Japan. Even if there are no pedestrians around, there are surveillance cameras recording your every move... You don't want to end up at the police station, do you?"

"Don't worry, Angang is a professional... As long as no injury is detected, my dad's connections can easily solve the problem!"

Gritting her teeth and rubbing her buttocks, Natsukawa Mana stood up from the ground, looking like she was furious.

After glaring fiercely at Tenkuji Yu, she spoke to the bald bodyguard who had stopped.

"Did you hear that? If Liang tries to stop you, don't hurt her. Just give that arrogant guy a few hits!"

"Okay, Miss."

Yasuoka nodded and continued walking towards Tenkuji Yu.

Before Natsukawa Masaki could say anything more, a hand landed on her shoulder and pulled her backward.

Don't worry about me.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Natsukawa Masaki frowned, her fingers tugging at his sleeve. Her face was pale, and her eyes were full of worry. "There are no bamboo swords for you to use here, and now is not the time to play the hero. Leave it to me..."

"Trust your boyfriend, that's what you should do now."

Tenkuji Yu patted her head, as if trying to put her at ease, and gave her a relaxed smile.

Then, turning to look at Mr. Angang, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone suddenly turned serious.

"Heh heh, you're actually walking towards me? Instead of running away, you're just offering yourself up to die, huh?"

"..." Angang didn't react at all, and had already clenched his fist, which was as big as a casserole.

Natsukawa Masuzu knew that Tenkuji Yu had said those words intentionally to her... but how could she possibly feel at ease just because she heard a JoJo reference?!

While JOJO is omnipotent, JOJO memes are not omnipotent; everyone on Earth knows this!

Is he really that confident...?

△

Standing at the apartment door, watching as a bizarre dispute was about to escalate into a violent conflict, Yukino Yukinoshita's expression was extremely complicated.

"Should we go and stop them? But... this should be their family matter, right? It's not bothering anyone else..."

After hesitating for a long time, watching the bald, burly man get closer and closer to Tenkuji Yuu, Yukino Yukinoshita sighed heavily and strode off with a cold expression.

Whether Tenkuji Yu lives or dies is irrelevant; the main reason she wanted to act as a mediator was because ignoring her classmate's troubles wasn't her style.

Regardless of their family disputes, since it happened right before her eyes, she absolutely could not allow it to escalate into a violent conflict—that was Yukino Yukinoshita's sense of justice.

She had only taken a few steps when someone suddenly put their arm around her shoulder.

"Yukino, would you like to go and help?"

"Sister, sister!?"

Like a frightened kitten, Yukino instinctively let out a soft whimper, then quickly covered her mouth, blushing slightly as she glared at the female college student beside her.

Yukinoshita smiled with narrowed eyes and affectionately hugged her arm: "That's right, it's your perfect older sister, me~ Yukino's mournful cry is so beautiful."

"When did you get here?" Completely ignoring her question, Yukino Yukinoshita tried to pull her arm out of the deep cleavage. "I just saw you peeking at those people from behind the telephone pole..."

"Aren't you one too? How about a nicer way of putting it, like watching?"

Yang Nai smiled and released her hand, patting her younger sister's head despite her disapproving look: "But to be honest, I didn't expect that just coming to play with you for a day would lead to such an interesting scene... Yukino is truly my lucky star!"

"What's so interesting about that... they're almost fighting, okay?" Yukino clicked her tongue, looking impatient as she glanced at the increasingly tense atmosphere not far away. "Only you would think that's a good show. I have no interest in watching club members and classmates get into violent disputes... Be prepared to call the police at any time. I'm going to break up the fight."

After saying that, she strode off with a stern expression and walked back towards the four people.

This time, no one stopped her; only a slightly amused voice sounded from behind her:

"Yukino, why don't you try to believe him?"

"what?"

Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head in confusion.

Her smooth black hair fluttered in the evening breeze. Yukinoshita crossed her arms and looked at Tenkuji Yuu, who was standing in front of the bald, muscular man.

Not only was there no worry on his face, but he even smiled brightly, like a child looking forward to the appearance of Kamen Rider.

"Trust him, this situation is nothing to him, he doesn't need anyone else's help."

That was an extremely rare sight for Yukino Yukinoshita, a genuine expression of trust in something.

Yukino stopped in her tracks, speechless. "...You've only seen him once, at the performance, so why are you so confident in him?"

"Who knows?" Yang Nai shrugged irresponsibly, her tone slightly regretful. "Maybe it's because I find him pleasing to the eye? It's a pity, he seems to have a girlfriend."

"Haa..." Yukino's lips twitched slightly as she couldn't help but mentally complain.

If he doesn't have a girlfriend, you wouldn't just fall in love at first sight and plan to pursue him directly, would you?

That's a high school student the same age as your sister! Don't you, a college student, have any shame...?

"Well, even putting aside emotions, from a rational point of view, being able to swing a bamboo sword with that kind of speed and power, and being proficient in multiple sports such as basketball, baseball, and tennis, his physical fitness and athletic ability are far beyond what an ordinary high school student should have... Furthermore, do you think Tenkuji is the kind of reckless, attention-seeking person?"

"if not?"

Yukino tilted her head slightly, looking completely at ease.

Yang Nai was speechless for a moment: "...Would he do something like this without any preparation?"

"No, not at all." Yukino sighed, brushing her long hair aside, temporarily abandoning the idea of ​​intervening. "I understand what you want to say, sister. In short, let's see how he behaves before making a decision?"

“That’s right, exactly!” Yang Nai snapped his fingers and smiled again. “As long as he can handle this himself, we won’t have to worry about whether or not we should mediate in someone else’s family dispute, and we can avoid more trouble—watching from the sidelines is the perfect choice!”