I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

A returnee from overseas, a rich young lady, intelligent, with an eccentric personality, and a fan of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

My finger slid over each of the characteristics summarized from the data, and finally stopped on the one that said "likes JOJO".

"What does this mean?" Yukinoshita asked.

"It means that she loves the 'JoJo's Bizarre Adventure' series to the point of being a fanatic."

This information wasn't provided by Kasumigaoka Utaha, but rather a characteristic that Tenkuji Yu noticed in her during their brief meeting last week.

Although I haven't thought about it yet, when it comes to Natsukawa Masuzu, she is the silver-haired perverted woman... the impression of a JOJO fan. It seems to be engraved in his DNA, and her sexability is even higher than her gender.

After he explained what kind of work JOJO was, Yukinoshita Haruno nodded thoughtfully: "Having something you love means you have a weakness that can be exploited... Hmm, that can be used."

"Have you thought of any good ideas?" The two of them looked at her curiously at the same time.

Like a naive girl trying to fish a mermaid from the river, Yukinoshita winked her clear, bright eyes at them and smiled without any malice.

"A good method? Not really. Anyway, it's always good to try. If it works, great; if not, we'll try something else."

Seeing that smile, Yukino, standing to the side, couldn't help but shiver and raise her tail, then lowered her head and scratched the back of her ear with her paw.

Let's pause for a few seconds to mourn for Natsukawa Masuzu...

Based on Yukino's understanding of her older sister, this feigned innocent expression perfectly represents that she has thought of a good way to tease someone, which can greatly bring her pleasure from the sudden rise in the other person's blood pressure.

Even if it's someone she's never met, as long as it satisfies her pleasure, that woman in the devil's skin will definitely not hesitate to take action—just like how she has tried to grab the cat and scrub its fur hard several times during this period!

As she listened to them begin discussing the details of their next plan, Yukino couldn't bear it and closed her eyes, taking a nap on Tenkuji Yu's lap.

Perhaps influenced by her animal instincts, she increasingly felt that being a carefree kitten, always able to be close to her "owner," wasn't so bad after all...

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Thus, Yukinoshita Haruno successfully caught Natsukawa Masaki.

Given the somewhat complex process, I'll just state the result here.

"Where is the person trying to harm the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure hardcover volume!?"

During lunch break, Natsukawa Masuzu arrived at a corner of the Kuroyuri High School campus with a fierce aura, like a vengeful goddess preparing to avenge her lover.

This place, with its dense shade and distance from surveillance cameras, is a perfect spot for dates amidst the blooming lilies, but it's also a location where many acts of bullying occur.

Although she came to the meeting alone, she was not an unprepared naiveté—she had the phone in the security room in her hand, ready to press it at any time, and her flashing anti-wolf alarm was ready to be fired at the slightest sign of trouble, giving herself a chance to escape.

Natsukawa Masuzu knew she wasn't good at fighting, but coincidentally, what she learned from her favorite works wasn't fighting techniques, but rather flexible thinking patterns and cunning methods to win at all costs!

Inheriting the golden spirit of Joseph Joestar, even if a perfect creature suddenly leaps out of the bushes, she will never easily admit defeat—you say run away? Running away is an important part of the battle, it can't be considered admitting defeat!

In order to protect what she loves, when Natsukawa Masuzu received that absurd note in her drawer that read, "At 12:30 noon, I will burn a set of JOJO hardcover manga volumes in the corner of the woods," she was filled with rage and blood rushing to the scene without regard for the danger, to settle scores and prevent such a tragedy from happening.

Of course, despite her anger, she remained calm.

While cautiously observing her surroundings, she fixed her gaze on the grass not far away, at a pile of comics that looked like they had just been bought and were still unopened.

"It is indeed the exquisitely crafted boxed edition, but it seems there are only one to three volumes?"

With a keen eye, Natsukawa Masaki scanned the words above and frowned slightly, feeling as if he had been deceived.

She thought the entire JOJO manga series, from parts one to eight, totaling over a hundred volumes, was going to be ruined by unscrupulous individuals. But this is all? How petty of her...

Disappointment aside, the small number of hostages doesn't mean they shouldn't be rescued. A true JoJo fan wouldn't do that—even if it's a cheap secondhand item sold at a used bookstore, as long as it's JoJo, she wouldn't allow anyone to harm it in front of her!

So, despite knowing it might be a trap, Natsukawa Masuzu still chose to move forward.

She clenched her fist to bolster her courage, and slowly stepped onto the withered branches and fallen leaves, like a highly wary rabbit, crouching low as she approached the comic book on the ground.

Just then.

"The power of love is truly great."

A melodious and cheerful voice suddenly rang out, and a person emerged from behind the tree with a relaxed smile of triumph.

She was a beautiful woman who appeared gentle and cheerful, with a friendly and amiable demeanor. She had short, shoulder-length, slightly wavy hair with a few touches of crimson highlights in her black hair, and a figure that was the envy of many.

—Yet, it gives one the initial impression that this guy has ill intentions.

Add to that her standard villainous entrance, and anyone would instinctively take a step back and stare at her with heightened vigilance, right?

That's exactly what Natsukawa Masuri did.

How many people have willingly sacrificed themselves to protect what they love?

Humming softly as if reciting a hymn, the woman narrowed her eyes slightly, her chilling black pupils staring straight at them as if looking at a domesticated animal at the mercy of its prey: "You agree, don't you, Natsukawa Masuzu~"

"...Who are you?" Gone was the last hint of joking; Natsukawa Masuzu was prepared to retreat at any moment. In her pocket, her sweaty hand gripped the alarm tightly. "How did you know I like JoJo? And what was your purpose in deliberately luring me here with that note?"

"Purpose? Good question." A faint, enigmatic smile played on the black-haired woman's lips as she casually picked up a boxed comic book from the ground, brushed away the bits of grass, and said nonchalantly, "I'm neither a student of your school nor someone who covets the Natsukawa family's wealth... So, what purpose could I possibly have in approaching a girl like you who has nothing to offer but looks and figure?"

Looking up from the cover, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled at her, her tone gentle and friendly: "Sure, please answer. If you guess right, we'll be kinder to you from now on."

"!?!" Natsukawa Masaki's pupils contracted, and a bad guess suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The preceding remarks revealed a great deal of information, but the most important, and also the one that terrified her the most, was only the last sentence—

"We'll be gentler with you."

—In other words, there's more than one enemy! There's someone lying in ambush nearby!

A thought flashed through her mind, almost instinctively. She gritted her teeth, threw the anti-wolf alarm from her pocket, and turned to run!

"Take this, the second bomb—Sheer Heart Attack!"

While chanting words to confuse the enemy and praying that they would slow them down, Natsukawa Masuzu also tried to move her legs, driving her heart, which seemed to be tightly gripped by fear, and calmly ran towards the originally planned escape route.

You're giving the road some gas!

However, out of the corner of my eye, I didn't see the bright light of the flashing siren behind me.

The crisp "crack" sound was like someone easily catching a child's carelessly tossed plastic toy and then casually crushing it with their foot.

Natsukawa Masaki didn't dare to look back to see what had happened. She could only grit her teeth and continue charging forward.

But she hadn't gone far when someone else emerged from the shadows, spreading their arms to block her way, their tone filled with deep helplessness.

"Just give up and surrender... You're already a sitting duck, Natsukawa Masaki."

Natsukawa Masuzu didn't care what she said. While maintaining her forward momentum, she made a gesture as if to swing her arm hard at those big breasts: "Get out of my way!"

The other person, however, seemed to have something to rely on, and stood there straight without retreating an inch, looking as if they were determined not to be hurt by her.

Before Xia Chuanzhen could even hesitate, whether to withdraw her hand and walk around her, or to fight this kidnapper's accomplice to the death.

A sigh sounded behind her, and a gentle, steady voice entered her ears, drawing her in like a magnet.

"It's so cold, stop."

Those were words imbued with magic, a poison that could make the body addicted.

It is also a warm current that revitalizes empty and lonely hearts.

The moment her breathing stopped, Natsukawa Masaki uncontrollably slowed her pace.

And then, standing in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha, she stopped, looking dazed.

Chapter 157 Is Kissing the Way to Restore Memories?

"It's like a song you used to love but forgot the title of suddenly playing in a small shop."

Afterwards, this is how Natsukawa Masaki commented.

"I couldn't help but stop and try to find that vaguely familiar impression, then I went into the little shop and mustered up the courage to ask the shopkeeper the name of the song."

"At this point, it's no longer just a simple sound... but an indelible record etched into the soul and life."

……

Time seemed to stand still in the woods; the breeze stopped at the treetops, and the air in the corner of the campus was quiet, a stark contrast to the noise of the teaching buildings.

Natsukawa Masuzu leaned against a tree, warily watching the three people and one cat surrounding her.

"You're really not some kidnapping ring that's after my body and wants to abduct me to sell myself?"

"What kidnapping gang would bring a cat to kidnap someone? Is this some kind of performance art?" Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed and turned to Yukinoshita Haruno with a reproachful look. "It's all your fault. It would have been so much easier to just let Yuu-kun come out and talk to her directly. Why did you have to put on this pointless show?"

"Boring? I find it very interesting." Yukinoshita Haruno shrugged indifferently. "As long as the goal is achieved, isn't it a waste not to enjoy the process?"

A typical pleasure-seeking monster.

Yukino jumped down from Tenkuji Yu's hands, shook her neck fur which had become a little hot from being held by him for so long, and then jumped to the side, leisurely dodging the clutches of her older sister.

This guy's lust for women hasn't died out yet; we have to be on guard at all times.

"In short, we're not here to hurt you." Tenkuji Yu put the three books he had used as bait into a bag and handed them to Natsukawa Masuzu. "Let me introduce myself first... I'm Tenkuji Yu, the big one over there is Yukinoshita Haruno, the small one is Kasumigaoka Utaha, and the cat is Haruno's younger sister, Yukinoshita Yukino.

"I'm sorry, did I hear that right?" Taking the comic book blankly, Natsukawa Masuzu looked at them with a puzzled expression. "The cat is my sister?"

"Yeah, it's so weird!" Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes unhappily, crossed her arms under her chest, and lifted them up. "Isn't it obvious which one is bigger and which one is smaller?"

"Is that what you care about..." Yuu's retort was quickly drowned out by Yukino's voice.

"No matter how you look at it, I'm older than you, Kasumigaoka-kun."

"Your age is correct, but are you sure your sagging thing can compare to mine, Ms. Yukinoshita?"

"Oh, whether it's sagging or not, why don't you feel it for yourself and see? The difference between us can't be made up for by you just being stubborn for a few words."

"Hehe, it seems you've never seen a well-developed giant cat JK before... Come on, let's find out in the grove!"

"Okay, I don't mind playing along."

The two women walked into the woods chatting and laughing, an unspoken tension swirling in mid-air, their smiles devoid of any sincerity.

Yukino completely blocked out the sounds from the other side, sat on the stone steps to the side, and calmly looked at the clear and cloudless sky in the distance.

The second advantage of being a cat is that you don't have to worry about comparing body sizes...

I don't care how big or small you are, I'm a cat. Just a very cute little cat.

"Ignore them. I apologize for what happened earlier. I'm so sorry I scared you."

Tenkuji Yu's voice drew Natsukawa Masuzu's gaze back from following them into the distance.

She waved her hand casually: "You didn't do anything. I know who I should hold a grudge against. There's no need for you to apologize to me."

The implication is that she put this debt under Yukinoshita Haruno's name.