Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

"Ah!" Fukada screamed and wailed in pain.

But Yoshioka did not stop.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Yoshioka continued to hit Fukada, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment as he watched her delicate and beautiful face become more and more swollen and miserable.

"Stop hitting me, please, please." Fukada was almost losing his senses from being beaten.

It feels extremely satisfying to use absolute force to make others beg for mercy.

"Well, I'll give you a chance. Either continue with our plan, or..."

Yoshioka raised his broad palm again.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Fukada agreed repeatedly, and a few drops of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth where she was hit.

"Okay, as long as you listen to me." Yoshioka said with a smile.

He threw Fukada back onto the bed.

Just about to go out.

But suddenly I realized something.

There is a bed here. Few people come to this corridor where the infirmary is located. Besides, there is a pretty pink-haired bitch woman with a ponytail...

Hey.

Yoshioka smiled, closed the door gently, and returned to Fukada's bed.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Ah~~~ I have a suggestion, do you want to be my woman?"

I'm tired of my ex-girlfriend, so why not try something different now?

Fukada shook her head. She hated men. It was okay to trick men into working as an ATM, but forget about dating them.

What’s more, it was with the bad boss who had just beaten him up.

"What a pity." Yoshioka stepped onto the bed, put his strong arm across, and pressed his forearm against Fukada's neck.

"If you don't want to do it, then just be my fuck buddy."

"No!" Hot tears flowed from Fukada's eyes and he kept struggling.

But Yoshioka was too strong, and her struggle was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it couldn't move him at all.

"Wait a minute, you'll want it." Yoshioka smiled.

"You are committing a crime, let me go!"

"Yes, I am committing a crime. If you really can't help it, just report it to the police."

Yoshioka was not afraid. This body was very convenient. He could just take off the brass knuckles and return to his original appearance. No one could have imagined that the bad boss Yoshioka and the frail nerd Yoshioka were actually the same person.

He held Fukada down tightly, trying to make her submit.

When Fukada thought about what was about to happen to him, he began to retch uncontrollably.

That is disgust and loathing from the bottom of my heart.

"Help, help!" Fukada screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Save your energy and scream later." Yoshioka covered her mouth roughly.

Fukada was crying, and his big tearful eyes looked at Yoshioka, as if begging him to let her go.

"You're dressed like this," Yoshioka pulled her pink ponytail, "and you have such a bad personality. You must have played with a lot of boys. It doesn't matter if there's one more or one less. Why are you so scared?"

Yoshioka didn't care, but what he didn't know was that this bad woman he was talking about, even though she had committed all kinds of crimes, was still just an innocent girl.

Just as he was about to do something wrong, he heard the footsteps of students outside the door.

"Ah, the performances are getting worse every year. The rock music and chorus are too tacky."

"The stage play by Class A was pretty good, but the ending was a bit abrupt. I thought it was about a brave man becoming a king and having a harem."

"How can you act like this on stage? There are so many parents watching."

"Hey, I think the way the girls on the stage looked at Shirakawa was a little strange..."

The students were talking at once.

He broke the lock on the infirmary door and it could never be closed.

The door could easily be blown open by the wind, and it would be impossible to do anything in that situation.

"Tsk! What bad luck." Yoshioka smacked his lips and stood up reluctantly.

"Aren't you planning to expose Baichuan in the afternoon and make him feel excluded and isolated in school? Do it well, find some fun for me, and come over obediently in the evening, otherwise..."

Yoshioka kicked the bed hard, and the whole bed and Fukada shook violently.

If this kick hits you, you'll be half dead at least.

Yoshioka turned and left.

Fukada got up and got out of bed.

According to his original plan, a large screen will be set up in the playground in the afternoon, and the school festival quiz event will be held as usual.

When everyone was busy and the atmosphere was heated, she used her position as vice president to connect her phone to the big screen and tell everyone present about the photos and videos, as well as what Baichuan had done, so that he would be labeled a scumbag who played with girls.

However, if he really wanted to do it, Shirakawa would definitely not let him go, and if he didn't do it, Yoshioka would make him suffer the consequences.

She covered her face and cried bitterly, her cheeks were burning with pain.

I didn't expect that I would end up in such a sad situation.

No matter what you do, you will offend one party.

Maybe from the beginning, I should have just gone to school and not bothered Shirakawa Yoshioka and the others.

So now, what should we do?

260. A brief date with Nikaidou

At the entrance of the gymnasium.

"Sorry for the wait, Shirakawa."

Nikaidou was wearing a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, had her hair in pigtails, and had a little makeup on her face to cover the small scars on her face.

Judging from her appearance alone, she can be classified as a beautiful hot girl.

The loose T-shirt covers her relatively strong arm muscles, making her look more feminine.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Nikaidou turned around on the spot, "I asked the makeup artist from the Hoshimiya family to do it for me."

"It looks good. Big sister looks good in anything she wears."

"Hey, you're just brushing me off again."

"I'm telling the truth."

"Then tell me, where is the good-looking one?"

Baichuan looked him up and down: "Well, nice hair, nice face, nice arms, nice legs."

Shirakawa used the exhaustive method to praise Nikaidou thoroughly.

"You are qualified."

"What about the rest?"

"It's still early for them! Let's go," Nikaidou pulled Shirakawa's wrist.

It would be bad if they came out and saw me and Baichuan running away.

"Wait a moment!"

Akaza walked out of the gymnasium on crutches, his leg still bandaged, apparently his fractured bone had not healed yet.

"Cousin, didn't we agree to go to the school festival together today? Why are you..."

She glanced at Baichuan, the scumbag who made her cousin obsessed and hurt her.

If her leg hadn't been healed, she would have beaten her up.

"Brother Baichuan asked me out..."

"Isn't Maki his girlfriend? Why are you still with him?" Akaza asked.

She hasn't yet settled the score with Shirakawa about the last time Nikaidou ran to the ladies' room crying in panic.

"The situation is complicated... Sister Akaza... well..."

Nikaidou looked at Akaza, then at Shirakawa.

One was the promise to her doting cousin, and the other was the hard-earned opportunity to be alone with Shirakawa.

It was difficult for her to choose.

Seeing his cousin so hesitant, Akaza sighed helplessly.

"You and Shirakawa can go play. I can go shopping alone."

"Really, cousin? What about your legs..." Nikaidou was worried that Akaza would have difficulty walking without her.

"Don't worry about me." Akaza moved her injured leg, "It's almost healed. I'll be able to walk in a few days."

That was a broken bone, and it healed so quickly, Baichuan exclaimed in amazement.

"Well, thank you, cousin. Baichuan and I..."

"Wait," Akaza hooked his finger at Shirakawa, motioning him to come over.

Shirakawa stepped forward, Akaza held Shirakawa's shoulders and whispered in his ear.

"You little scumbag, I don't know what kind of magic potion you gave to these girls to make them always follow you."

"No, Akaza-sister...I..."

"Hey, you don't need to say anything more. Come to the Commercial Street Bar to meet me at 12 a.m. today, and we'll talk then."

Akaza raised his head, patted Shirakawa's shoulder, smiled meaningfully, and left with his crutches.

"Brother Baichuan, what did your cousin say to you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just let me take good care of you."

"Okay." Nikaidou didn't ask further.

The two walked one after the other, and their first stop was the open space in front of the teaching building, where there was a snack stand run by students.

There are Japanese specialty snacks such as Taiyaki, chocolate bananas, apple lollipops, fried chicken, etc., which are sold at very cheap prices, and the profits earned are shared by the students in each stall.

It is not difficult to make these snacks, even high school students can make them well.

"Brother Shirakawa, do you want to eat takoyaki?" Nikaidou pointed at the takoyaki stall next to him.

The round takoyaki was covered with a layer of bean paste, steaming hot and sprinkled with cumin, which made Nikaidou drool.

"I don't need it." Baichuan refused again and again.

He has no taste for food.

"It's okay, I'll treat you." Nikaidou patted Shirakawa's shoulder. She thought he was short of money.

As the big sister, she must protect her younger brothers, not to mention that Baichuan is not only her younger brother, but also the person he likes.

"Need not..."

Before he could finish his words, Nikaidou had already arrived in front of the takoyaki stand.

"Classmate, two servings of takoyaki."

"Okay!" the slightly plump male stall owner with glasses responded readily.

Baichuan rushed over.