Honkai, I stand in the first row where strength is paramount

"Hey, there is a dangerous person here! Bronya, you have the ability to say what you swallowed!"

The atmosphere of the milk tea shop suddenly became lively;

At the price of Qiyana's dignity and reputation.

——Wait a minute, in front of these people, does she really have these things?

......

My name is Asakura Miyuki.

If nothing else, I should finish high school like an ordinary girl, have a relationship during college, get married and have children after graduation, and live an ordinary and happy life.

If nothing else.

"Hey, have you guys heard? That young lady-like Asakura Miyuki actually does that sort of thing secretly!"

"That kind of thing? What kind of thing?"

"Hey, that's what kind!"

At some point, similar rumors spread in the class.

Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals.

Asakura Miyuki is such a person.

Maybe it's because it's too perfect, which arouses the jealousy of some people; or it's just pure malicious slander; or the back of some round-edged women is mistaken for her...

When Asakura Miyuki came back to his senses, the rumors had already fermented, and the eyes of the students looking at him changed from the previous admiration and love to disgust and disgust.

It's just that it doesn't matter, people are not fantasy creatures that rely on the approval of others to exist.

"Be patient, the junior high school courses will end soon, and it will be fine to transfer to schools in other cities and counties." '

The wounded girl whose heart was stabbed maliciously thought so, and chose to grit her teeth and endure.

Until the real bad came to the door after hearing the rumors.

They grinned grinningly, and one day after school, they dragged the girl who was going home alone into the alley...

The girl wanted to ask the people around her for help, but no one came forward.

They just looked at her coldly and attacked her with vicious words. The person who first spread the rumors "stone-hammered" her, as if the girl was not a victim but a perpetrator.

Can anyone help me?

The girl prayed like this mentally.

Unfortunately, until the end, only the abyss of despair greeted her.

......

I thought that after transferring to another school, I would be able to usher in a new student, but it was a pity——

In the dark alley, a few men who looked like punks surrounded the beautiful girl, and the leader, Huang Mao, threw her hard against the wall: "Idiot! Do you think you can escape if you transfer to a girls' school?" ?”

He pulled up her tie and forced her to get close to him: "A puppet should be a puppet obediently! You don't have the right to be free before we get tired of it!"

Of course Huangmao was joking, even if they were tired of it, the girl would still be sold to serve customers of all shapes and sizes.

It is impossible for her traditional Far Eastern parents to have such a daughter who they regard as unclean, and it is the greatest kindness to let her transfer to another school.

free?

Ah!

After punching and kicking, Huangmao and his companions were forced to strip her clothes manually due to the needs of some parties.

"Help me suppress her!"

"Yes!" The punks grinned grimly and suppressed her limbs.

"Who can help me?"

The girl didn't know why she was calling for help, it was fine to keep silent as usual, calling for help would only lead to more severe beatings and abuse.

No miracle will happen today.

next moment--

"Who are you? Wow!"

The girl with white curly hair stepped on the sentry minion without saying a word. Under the moonlight, her cold and stunning face looked like the incarnation of a goddess.

"Huh! Today is really a good day. I know that I am tired of playing with this bitch, and a girl actually came to my door." Huang Mao sneered and called out the special tricks of the Kuomintang generals: "Brothers, give me !"

Other gangsters surrounded him cursing.

The white-haired girl glanced at the bag in her hand, and lifted her leg wrapped in black silk as if she was sure it was not appropriate to do it.

boom!

boom!

boom!

With three kicks, all three were wiped out, even if one of them was holding a dagger.

Asakura Miyuki leaned against the wall, leaning on the clothes barely covering her shoulders and looked at the white-haired girl.

A miracle happened today?

"you--"

Seeing this, the only remaining Huang Mao took out a black-painted pistol from his arms, which was what he relied on to gather a group of gangsters.

His expression was ferocious and distorted, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Don't underestimate me, bitch!"

In the next moment, Huang Mao's eyes flickered.

In the right hand of the white-haired girl, a gun that was very familiar to him suddenly emerged.

"do you know?"

In the unformed one-sided crushing, the girl said for the first time: "This is how guns are used."

Bang!

Between Huang Mao's legs, a smoking crater appeared.

The white-haired girl glanced at Asakura Miyuki who was prostrating on the ground, ignored the yellow hair who rolled her eyes and was unconscious as early as the gunshot, and threw the pistol in front of her casually, as if signaling her to pick it up and use it. As if to protect himself, he waved his hand and left.

"You also get out of here as soon as possible."

A miracle happened today.

Leaning her back against the wall, she silently watched the white-haired girl leave, and picked up the student ID card that the other party had dropped.

Asakura Miyuki is not the former Asakura Miyuki.

......

"Birthday is December 12th, which happens to be today."

The next day, in the classroom, Asakura Miyuki stared at the photo on the student ID card of the white-haired girl in her hand, two blushes appeared on her delicate pretty face, "Although they are from the same school, but the class is not specified, such a big school, Where are we going to find her?"

Thinking of this, the girl who was in love again and again sighed.

But it seems that God also wants to give this miserable girl a surprise.

"My name is Qiyana Kaslana, please give me your advice." Beside the teacher, the dreamy figure was standing there.

After finally enduring the get out of class, when the bell rang, she straightened up and walked towards Qiyana.

But after all, she was a step too late. Facing this stunning foreign girl with a cold temperament, the other students in the class had already surrounded her like a crowd of stars.

Asakura Miyuki looked at the people around her with cold eyes, as if there was darkness creeping in it.

But as soon as she saw the pure white moonlight, she seemed to feel that the darkness in her heart was completely dispelled, and what was left was only the desire to hold her in her arms.

Kiyana, you are mine, you can only be mine!

During the lunch break, in the courtyard of Qianyu College.

"Is there something wrong?" Kiyana bit cheap bread and looked at Asakura Miyuki who was hiding behind the cherry tree.

"Well, I'm Asakura Miyuki, thank you for saving me yesterday! And, and, this is your student ID card, which you accidentally dropped yesterday!"

"Uh, thank you." Qiyana took the student ID card without thinking too much, her movements were clean and neat, like a prince in a fairy tale.

"that......"

"Anything else?"

"I accidentally saw the information on my student ID card...Is it your birthday today?"

"Oh yes."

"Then let's meet here tonight! I have a gift for you! See you later!" Shaking his hand vigorously, Asakura Miyuki bounced back to the teaching building.

Seeing Asakura Miyuki leave, the two girls who were on the side came over.

"That, Kiyana classmate?"

Kiyana turned to look at them.

"Don't get too close to that Asakura Miyuki! That guy has a mental problem..."

"I heard that she was with a dubious man in her previous school, and she was raped by that."

"Then it became weird to girls."

"Yes, yes, she likes to pester girls very much now!"

"It's really disgusting!"

"So, the girl who disappeared before seems to be one of the objects she is pestering?"

"The second grade seems to be the same?"

"In short, that guy is a plague god."

"I don't want to get involved at all..."

Thinking of the incident she was investigating recently, Kiyana narrowed her eyes.