Don't you guys dislike me?

"Ah~ What's that expression? So scary." Murakami Aiko leaned against the boy and acted coquettishly:

"Yamamoto-kun, look."

The boy called Yamamoto naturally put his arms around Murakami Aiko's waist and kicked Tsukino in the face, who was crawling like a vicious dog. He kicked without any scruples. With a howl, Tsukino's head hit the wall like a ball.

Blood from his nose mixed with saliva dripped down, and Tsukino's vision became blurry, and he could no longer make meaningless threats.

Chizuru Amamiya glanced over but didn't say anything to stop her. It was because Tsukino was gullible and she was also busy with her own affairs...

"Hey, hey, hey! Yamamoto, if you kill someone, we will suffer as well."

Yamato, who had been silent, saw that Yamamoto had gone too far, so he stood up and reminded him. Following behind him were Ooka and Tobe Sho.

"Don't worry." Yamamoto waved his free hand and said nonchalantly:

"I know what's appropriate."

Yamato didn't say anything else. He had heard a little about this notorious lunatic in the high school next door and didn't want to provoke him.

Yamamoto is famous in the area for his mad dog-like fighting style of ignoring injuries and exchanging injuries for injuries. In addition, he is taller and stronger than his peers, so usually Yamamoto has the advantage in exchanging injuries.

After all, he might be fine if the opponent hit him with a punch, but as a sports student, if Yamamoto hits the opponent with a punch, the opponent might have to lie down.

He, Ooka and Yamamoto had all taken care of Murakami Aiko's business, but each time they had paid dating with Murakami Aiko, the other party did not charge the normal fee.

At most, it was just a token of appreciation. Although Murakami seemed to be keen on this, it always made people feel uneasy as if he was doing it for free. This time, they were invited to help and they couldn't refuse.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm just here to make up the numbers."

Tobe Sho took off his clown mask and no longer danced around to make people laugh. There was no need for him to liven up the atmosphere. Among the three of them, it seemed that he himself was the source of laughter.

"Eh? Hubu, when did you become so cowardly? Weren't you very arrogant when you came to our school to fight before?"

Yamamoto pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, looking a little malicious.

"He...was beaten up by his classmate Hoshino and didn't dare to fight back. He was also kicked out of the circle by Miura. If we hadn't allowed him to play with us out of friendship, he would probably be a stray dog ​​that no one wants now."

Tobe Sho didn't say anything, but Ooka next to him was teasing about Tobe's personal experience. He was thin, with a flat head, and looked like a monkey who was carried away by his own success when he smiled and talked.

Yamamoto raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and his attention fell on a strange place:

"Is that guy called Hoshino...good at fighting?"

The question was asked, and the alley was silent for a moment, which was then broken by Yamato:

"Who knows? We didn't really fight. Maybe his momentum was just a little scary, and the Ministry of Revenue was so scared that he didn't dare to fight back? Hahaha..."

Ooka agreed, and neither of them mentioned the time they met Hoshino Yuichi on the beach.

Since they never really fought, they always have reasons to belittle others, elevate themselves, and save face.

Tobe Sho thought silently.

"I'll leave that boy to you. If someone wants to come in later, you must control him. That's why I called you here."

Murakami Aiko pushed away Yamamoto's restless hand and took Amamiya Chizuru to the innermost part of the alley.

……

Chizuru Amemiya was forced into a corner by three people. The line of sky in the sky darkened completely. Leaning against the damp and cold wall did not give her even the slightest sense of security.

The expected bullying did not come. Instead, Chizuru saw Murakami Aiko holding the cell phone in front of her eyes. The sudden glaring light made it difficult for her to look directly at it, but she could not take her eyes off the content inside.

"Hey~ Class monitor, do you know who recorded this video? This person told us to stop bullying you, or else he would upload the video to the Internet... It's so scary...!"

Aiko Murakami whispered something strange in Chizuru Amamiya's ear:

"We had no choice. We were too scared, so we had to bring you here. If it was you, you should know who took this video, right?

The video showed slices of Chizuru Amamiya and Tsukino being beaten by the three of them. This little bit of information brought Chizuru's memory back to that afternoon filled with hunger, coldness and pain.

She remembered those purple eyes as calm as water, and remembered Senior Hoshino who found her shortly after the bullying ended and brought her a lunch box with cold food.

At that time, her heart was filled with pain and coldness. She helplessly sought the concern of Senior Hoshino, asking him why he didn't ask her why she became like this, and why he was indifferent to her becoming like this.

It turns out... Senior already knew it.

Then why did he act like a scumbag again... Why did he say those words when Tsukino asked him to help her?

Too many whys popped up in my mind, and too many questions were waiting for Senior Hoshino to answer.

But... at least Chizuru knew that her senior had not abandoned her.

This is enough.

"Hmm?...Looking at the expression on the monitor's face, I guess you already know who posted this video, right?"

Taking advantage of the chill of the night, Murakami Aiko's words became even colder, pulling Chizuru Amamiya out of her gradually beautiful thoughts.

Qianhe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and new buds sprouted in his lifeless eyes, like ripples in the stagnant water, flowing slowly.

165. I will take you with me to be buried together (tentative)

"If you tell the truth, I can promise not to bully you anymore. But if the monitor doesn't obey, we will strip you naked and take photos of you and post them online."

Aiko Murakami has curved eyebrows and a warm smile, but the words she utters are chilling.

The combination of kindness and severity has always been effective, but in the face of decisive evidence, Murakami Aiko's words are much less convincing.

"Then... let me ask you again, who filmed this video?"

"If someone does this kind of thing for me silently, I would also like to get to know him." Chizuru Amamiya lowered her head, looking inexplicably humble.

But the person standing in front of her did not have the ability to empathize, let alone the heart to think about this humiliation.

Qing Gong Kui couldn't hold back her impulse and started to yell. Her freckled face started to wriggle disgustingly, looking extremely ugly:

"Are you kidding me?! How could they help you like this if they weren't acquaintances? Do you think we are stupid?!"

She walked forward and grabbed the bangs on Chizuru Amemiya's forehead, lifted up Chizuru's lowered head, and the extravagant perfume rushed into her nose. Chizuru's eyes were filled with grievance of being wronged.

"Amamiya, you have to think it over. If your naked photos are posted online, you will have to face a lot of disgusting looks from strange men. Have you really thought about how to deal with that situation?"

Kiyomiya Aoi used violence, while Murakami Aiko patiently persuaded her, listing all possible worst-case scenarios in an attempt to pry open the defenses of Amemiya Chizuru's heart.

Suddenly, the pair of purple-red eyes moved slightly, as if they were lost in thought, and began to weigh the pros and cons before falling silent.

Qing Gong Aoi's eyes lit up, and her heart couldn't help but leap for joy, offsetting her anxiety.

The scenes of past bullying were turned up from deep inside their hearts, from the initial anger to helplessness and the final numbness, Murakami Aiko and her friends' faces and unbridled laughter were present throughout.

No matter what she did, it was all futile resistance, but now Chizuru saw anxiety and fear in their eyes.

At this moment, the opportunity to resist was before her.

Chizuru Amemiya hugged her arms. The coldness of her little hands caused goose bumps on her arms. Of course, she was afraid of being seen naked by strangers.

But...if a photo of me alone can send these damn scumbags to hell...

If I could sacrifice myself to bury the people who had bullied me...

Her sacrifice was worth it.

"How could I possibly know...?"

Qianhe chuckled, her purple eyes slightly curved, and her smile was as beautiful as a crabapple flower blooming at night.

That beautiful smile like a delicate flower ignited Qing Gong Kui's jealousy. She was fooled. That gentle laughter seemed to be mocking them for having this day, being controlled in the hands, and looking like this.

Suddenly, Haitang trembled slightly, and a burning palm mark was left on Qianhe's fair face.

"How dare you play tricks on me, bitch?!" Qingmiya Aoi shouted angrily.

Seeing this, Murakami Aiko no longer had the patience to persuade Chizuru Amamiya, and said slowly:

"Tear off her clothes."

Chizuru Amemiya hugged her body tightly and looked up at Saki Hojo and Aoi Kiyomiya who were slowly approaching. Her back was already against the wall but she couldn't help but push herself back with her feet.

Maybe because she thought someone would save her, or maybe because she thought the person who would save her would be him, Chizuru still wanted to leave her clean body to her senior...!

Strange...why are you so sure when you're not even sure it's your senior?

Maybe it was because she wanted to give herself some reason to resist?

The body is controlled by the mind, and the body that was numb to bullying burst out with the power that had been suppressed for too long.

She curled up like a hedgehog, kicking and hitting back at every attack.

The three girls wrestled with each other, and finally Hojo Saki and Kiyomiya Aoi got away breathlessly. Amemiya Chizuru was still protecting herself, but her thin school uniform had become pieces of cloth hanging on her body.

Seeing that the two men had spent a long time trying to strip Chizuru Amamiya clean, Aiko Murakami waved her hand:

"Forget it."

She didn't expect to get anyone out of Chizuru Amemiya.

She picked up her cell phone and pointed it at the hedgehog curled up in the corner. With a dazzling flash, the miserable appearance of Chizuru Amamiya was reflected on the phone.

……

……

As the lights came on, Yuichi Hoshino rode his bicycle slowly through the streets. The streets were densely lit, exuding a lively and peaceful atmosphere that was common on summer nights.

After passing through the downtown and riding up a slightly steep bridge, Yuichi suddenly stopped. Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was sitting on the back seat, also leaned on Yuichi's back as the bicycle stopped.

"Brother-kun, you can't ride anymore, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha swung her long legs in black stockings without fear, since she had Yuichi supporting her.

The bridge was completely silent under the moonlight, with only the gurgling sound of water under the bridge adding a little embellishment to the silence, thus making it not too monotonous.

The light from the phone screen illuminated Youyi's eyes, and his gorgeous purple eyes slightly raised with surprise.

He just received an email from Aiko Murakami.

- Come back to school to find us, or I will strip Chizuru Amamiya of her clothes and post her pictures on the Internet.

At the end of the text, there is a photo of Chizuru Amamiya covering her chest and shivering.

They seemed to be certain that Chizuru Amamiya was very important to Yuichi, otherwise why would they secretly film the video, and why would they get involved in such a thankless task?

This was the result of Yuichi's guidance through video slices and text, but... I didn't expect them to be so anxious.

-Send me the specific location, and please think about it before taking off Chizuru Amamiya's clothes. If you continue to do it, I will post the video of Murakami-san's compensated dating on the school forum, and then many boys may come to you to ask for the price.

And think carefully before you post pictures of Chizuru Amamiya. If you dare to post them, I can assure you that my friend will quickly take your place on the headlines with a collection of your bullying stories.

So, please think twice before making threats. All your threats are based on the premise that your real name has been exposed. By then... your crime may not just be bullying.

166. Darkness under the Moonlight (tentative)

Murakami Aiko's cell phone vibrated, stirring the hearts of everyone present.

"How is it? Did Aiko say he would come over?" Hojo Saki couldn't help asking. Her heavy makeup solidified her expression, which was incompatible with her anxiety and made her look a little awkward.

Murakami Aiko did not reply, and the light from the screen flickered alternately on her gradually distorted face.

Her face was livid as she swallowed the warning in the email, which she could not ignore, with a dull look. Compared to their calm threats, this email, which was like a warm reminder and completely blocked their route of attack, was obviously more disorienting.

Moreover, the other party also said that he had a video of her engaging in paid dating... Isn't this tit-for-tat approach too radical?

Was that the guy who filmed it? Or was some asshole recording her while she was in a state of oblivion?

The evening breeze rises from the river, rushing into the dark alleys that are not blessed by the sun, and it is freezing cold.

But Murakami Aiko broke out in a cold sweat. Before they even met, the other party's chips had already restrained her tightly, as if every step she thought and took was bound.

She couldn't move even a step, so she had to curl up in the limited space to lure the other party into the trap she had set long ago.

She deliberately set the location in the school and called Yamamoto and others early, just to make the other party mistakenly believe that there were only three of them.

It's okay! She hasn't lost yet...

Just tell that dog Yamamoto to bite him and force him to delete the video, and everything will be fine...

With her mind scattered, Murakami Aiko saw the attachment at the end of the email and clicked it without thinking much.