In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

Takashi: Haruno, I think you've got your driver's license, right? I'll give you a ride.

1, 2, 3...

Yang No: Really? That’s great, I love Takashi San the most (? ? ?? )

Looking at Haruno's reply, Takashi San felt a pang of conscience. "Come to think of it, it was clearly my own selfish desire."

In the text message, Xiaosan clearly and accurately informed Yangno of the specific time and detailed location for viewing the car, and made an agreement with Yangno.

On a weekend morning, the sun gently shone on the street. Yang Nai arrived at the agreed-upon car dealership early. She had dressed up carefully today, wearing a well-cut woolen coat on the outside, simple yet fashionable clothes on the inside, exquisite makeup and elegant hairstyle, and she was full of charm.

She raised her wrist and looked at her exquisite watch. "Really? I'm late again." She frowned slightly and muttered with a hint of dissatisfaction.

After a while, Yang Nai stood in front of the car shop, her eyes constantly scanning the street. Suddenly, she saw Xiao San jogging towards her. The sunlight shone on him, outlining his handsome features. Yang Nai looked at him, and her anger immediately dissipated. The corners of her originally tense mouth unconsciously raised, and a subtle joy appeared in her eyes.

Rich, handsome, academically gifted, kind to me, a childhood sweetheart, trustworthy, and a pleasure to be around... Such a perfect man is hard to find in the world. Without a doubt, he's the perfect partner, a treasure you can never find again if you lose him.

"Sorry, Haruno, I had to deal with something on the way, so I'm a few minutes late." Takashi ran up to Haruno and apologized with a face full of regret. However, with the blessing of his good looks and charm... even his apology was so cool.

"It's okay, I forgive you. I'm a broad-minded woman after all!" Yang Nai said coquettishly, with a bright smile on her face, and then naturally took Xiao San's arm.

Not only could Takashi San feel the softness of Yang No's breasts (she was indeed broad-minded), he could also clearly smell the fragrance on her body... The fragrance was stronger than usual, constantly drilling into his nostrils, carrying a unique feminine charm.

When the staff member, Sato Shan, quoted the price as they went in to look at the car, Haruno's eyes widened, completely bewildered. (The suggested retail price of the Nissan GTR in Japan is between 1000 million and 3000 million yen, with special models fetching upwards of million yen.) Her eyes were filled with bewilderment, her mind a tangled mess, and she couldn't make sense of anything.

But Xiaosan did not give Yang Noi time to hesitate. He used his eloquence to persuade Yang Noi to sign the formalities.

Before Haruno could react, Xiaosan had already taken out his card to pay. His movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation, for fear that Haruno would change her mind halfway.

After that, after purchasing car insurance and a temporary license plate, Yang No drove his brand new car back to the underground garage of the apartment building where he lived.

She was fully focused, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and carefully parked the car into the parking space little by little... When the car was parked steadily, Yang Nai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed.

"There's no need to be so exaggerated." Xiao San said with a smile, his face full of relaxation.

"It's easy for you to say that, it's not a cheap car." Yang Nai rolled her eyes at him unhappily, unbuckled her seat belt, pushed open the car door, and got out of the car neatly.

Xiaosan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and got out.

Yang Nai got out of the car and eagerly walked around it, carefully looking for any scratches. Because the garage was dim, she even turned on her phone's rear light and shone it on the paint, carefully examining every inch.

This was natural. Haruno didn't have the earning power of Kozo. Even Kozo, without a system, had a high-paying job in his previous life, earning tens of millions of yen a year... But even so, Kozo, a working-class man, couldn't afford a luxury car. Putting aside the costs of raising a family, the insurance and maintenance of a luxury car were also significant expenses. The best job Haruno could find after graduating from Chiba University would undoubtedly earn her far less than Kozo's in her previous life.

People who are willing to buy luxury cars...are either the working class who are impulsive and think that they have earned so much money and saved so much money that they might as well buy a car and enjoy it without caring about the depreciation of the vehicle and expenses such as maintenance fees and car insurance premiums; or they are the bourgeoisie who already have a lot of money at home and buying a car is as easy as buying a toy without any burden or pressure.

Yang No was neither of those things; she was very level-headed. And if you had to say it... this was a car that even her father wouldn't have been willing to buy.

Xiaosan put his hands in his pockets and said casually: "It's okay, even if it's scratched, you can still use the insurance." His tone was full of indifference, and his face still had a nonchalant smile.

"You still say that." Yang Noi walked quickly to Xiao San with some anger. Her face was puffed up and her cheeks were slightly red. "You actually bought such an expensive car and you don't know how to manage the household at all... You said it was a gift for me, but it was obviously you who wanted to drive it?" As she spoke, she poked Xiao San's chest with her finger, her tone full of reproach.

Xiaosan felt a little embarrassed when he was mentioned and was about to apologize.

Suddenly, Yang Noi put her arms around Xiao San's neck, and her delicate fingers gently touched Xiao San's skin, bringing a slight numbness.

Yang No's eyes were as gentle as water, and she looked at Xiao San with affection, "Since you gave me such an expensive gift, I should give you something in return, um... let's call it a reward, right?~" Her voice was soft and charming, and her warm breath brushed Xiao San's cheek.

Chapter 36: 035 Daily Life of Jikyo (Part ): Haruno's saliva is so sweet, Altria turns dark

A faint mist had enveloped Yang Nai's eyes, leaving them hazy and captivating. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes half-closed, and slowly inched closer to Xiao San. With each inch she moved closer, the air seemed to thicken with the subtle, lingering scent of hormones.

"Please don't embarrass me~" Her delicate and tempting lips, like ripe cherries, moved closer to Xiaosan's lips little by little... the distance between them was shortening inch by inch.

Meanwhile, Yukino sat quietly on her bed, reading. She wore only a white shirt, the loose neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone. Her long, white legs were exposed to the air, glistening enchantingly in the soft sunlight. Her feet were gracefully shaped, her skin white as snow, and she looked delicious.

Just as Xue No was reading a book, the sound of a message on her phone rang out. Xue No glanced at the phone beside her and wanted to ignore it. Her brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally reached out and took the phone.

When Yukino saw the notification on her phone that it was a message from Haruno, she couldn't help but sigh, bit her lip, and prepared herself mentally (in Yukino's eyes: Haruno's message = nothing good).

After she slowly clicked on the message, the content inside made her pupils dilate.

Those were photos of luxury cars. The Nissan GTR was quite famous in Japan; even women who didn't know much about cars would often see it on TV shows and in commercials. Yukino was quite knowledgeable, so she knew for sure that it was a very expensive GTR.

However, the one that caught her most attention was a selfie in which Haruno's arms were affectionately wrapped around Kouzo's neck. In the photo, the two of them were incredibly close; she could even clearly see the saliva at the corners of their mouths...it was simply disgusting. Yukino's face darkened instantly, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble unconsciously.

At the end of the photo...

Haruno: This is what Takashi bought me. What do you think of Yukino-chan? This car isn't quite my style, though. There's really nothing I can do about it. Takashi insisted on buying it for me, and I couldn't persuade him (*?︶?*). .:*?

Ding, new news.

Yang No: Today is the weekend... Yukino-chan, come out soon, I'll take you for a ride (? ? ?? )

Yukino's face was terribly gloomy and her lips were tightly pursed.

Xiao San walked leisurely on the road, the breeze gently brushing the corners of his clothes. "Altria, let's go back. What do you want to eat tonight?" His gentle voice sounded, full of care and expectation.

However, for a long time, there was only the sound of gentle wind around, and no response.

Xiaosan paused slightly, a hint of doubt flashed across his face, and he turned to look beside him.

Altria's cold voice echoed, "I'm not hungry. Thank you for your concern, Master." Her tone was icy, like the chill of winter, devoid of any warmth, making it difficult to accept. "Also, please call me Saber."

Takashi San asked in confusion, "Ah... Saber, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Or did something happen?" His eyes were full of concern and worry, and his voice was cautious.

When King Dai suddenly didn't want to eat, it was undoubtedly a sign that the sky was falling... I always felt that the situation was even more serious.

However, Artoria did not respond, and the air around them seemed to freeze, leaving only depressing silence.

"Um... Saber, can you take me to school?" Takashi San asked tentatively.

"Master, you can try to go back by yourself. Don't rely on me for everything." Altria's voice was still cold.

Takashi San wasn't someone who didn't know what to do. He was well aware of Altria's unusual state, so he didn't ask her to take him home as usual. He silently walked to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and quietly got in, heading back home with Altria.

The only trouble is how to get into the school?

That’s across from Tokyo Bay!

At dusk, Kozo stood alone by Tokyo Bay. He stared silently at the school across the way, and at the deep, blue sea stretching out across the bay. Kozo's brow furrowed in worry, his gaze lost as he pondered how to get back to school. "Sure enough, Altria was right. I've always relied too much on her strength."

Kozo had always been unsure of his infiltration skills... However, in practice, with the physical fitness of Tendo Souji, swimming that distance was a breeze. He had memorized the locations of the surveillance cameras, and could recall them at any moment, nimbly avoiding them all.

In the next few days, he kept changing his methods of entering and exiting...either disguising himself and using the identity of a school staff member; or hiding in a cargo box and sneaking through; no matter how thrilling the process was or how many emergencies there were, he could handle it with ease.

Cool, too cool.

On Monday, when the first rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains into the room, Xiaosan opened his eyes on time when the alarm clock rang. He stood up, stretched briefly, and went to the bathroom.

"Saber, are you still angry?" Takashi San asked while washing up.

Still silence, no response.

After a busy period, he went out calmly and walked into the classroom on time.

In fact, Takashi San had been feeling quite exhausted these past few days... as if an invisible force was constantly draining his energy, leaving him completely listless. (Shortly afterward, Takashi San remembered that even in her prime, Altria's mana consumption was enormous, even in her spirit form. Eating could replenish her mana, but if she refused to eat, the mana she was using would instead drain her physical and mental energy.)

Xiao San slowly took his seat. Even without saying a word, his strikingly handsome features and distinguished demeanor made him the center of attention. His sculpted features, deep and captivating eyes, high nose bridge, and slightly upturned mouth were impossible to ignore. He always exuded a unique charm, an elegance and composure that dimmed everything around him.

Ike Kanji: "How scary! This guy seems to be in a bad mood today."

Wang Meiyu: "I hope nothing bad happens." (Born in Changchun, Jilin, China, she went to school in Shanghai. Her most important possession is her family's sunglasses.)

Sudo Ken: "Hmph."

But everyone's more concerned... why haven't 10 points been credited to their personal accounts on their phones yet? Shouldn't 10 points be credited every month?

During the morning class meeting, our homeroom teacher, Ms. Chabashira, walked into the classroom with steady steps. Her gaze swept coldly over the students present, and she said, without a trace of emotion, "Class meeting begins."

The student's raised hand to ask a question happened to trigger the class teacher's sharp tongue.

She listed their mistakes expressionlessly (98 times of being late and absent, 391 times of talking privately and playing with mobile phones during class), and announced the truth about the school: the class's grades and evaluations will be reflected in the monthly class points, which are related to the personal points issued to each person every month.

"Why don't you explore this question? Wasn't it said on the day you enrolled? This school measures students by their abilities. In other words, you are trash with a rating of 0." Chabashi Sae's tone was icy, and every word was like a sharp ice thorn, piercing the students' hearts.

When many students in the class heard this, their faces instantly became filled with difficulty. Their brows were tightly furrowed, and their eyes were filled with worry.

Obviously, their unbridled spending in the first month had left their personal points stretched to the limit. Now, faced with this cruel reality, the feeling of disappointment that their expectations had been dashed in an instant was like a heavy rock pressing down on their hearts, causing them to wilt one by one.

Xiao San doesn't care about the class points at all because it has no impact on him at all.

However, at this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Ding, warning: Dangerous species warning. Dangerous species are active within 10 kilometers of the host and are very aggressive, possibly looking for targets to attack."

The sudden alarm echoed in Xiaosan's mind, adding even more pressure to his already exhausted body and mind.

As soon as the class meeting was over, the classroom became a mess and everyone started blaming each other.

Ken Sudo and Megumi Karuizawa started arguing fiercely. The reason was that Megumi Karuizawa said to Maya Sato, "That guy is always late and loses points in class. Last time, I saw him arguing with someone from another class in high school. He's really embarrassing the class!" Ken Sudo happened to hear this.

Sudo instantly lit up like a bomb, his eyes widening with anger as he shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about! After all, you play on your phone the most, right?"

"Huh? What does this have to do with me? I don't do it that often!" Karuizawa said unhappily.

The two of them argued back and forth, neither of them giving in, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Hirata, the good-natured man, intervened. "Stop arguing, everyone, calm down. Ultimately, we all have responsibilities. Let's just try again."

Ayanokouji's gaze was always on Kozo, with an elusive look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Kushida also hurried out to mediate. With a gentle smile on her face, she said softly, "Everyone, stop arguing. We are all classmates. Let's talk it out nicely."

With everyone's efforts, the conflict gradually eased.

Sudo smacked his lips, looking reluctant, but he didn't want to argue with them anymore.

Xiao San's calm voice broke the harmonious atmosphere that had just settled down, "I won't be in this class this morning."

Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have an invisible penetrating power and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

Xiao San had no expression on his face and stood up to leave without hesitation.

"Huh? What do you mean? Do you want to make everyone penniless?" Sudo widened his eyes, his tone full of anger.

"Yukinoshita, do you have any reasons? If you have any difficulties, just tell us and we can find a solution." Hirata looked sincere and his voice was full of concern.

There are also people like Gaoyuan Temple who always keep a nonchalant attitude and watch the show.

Just as Takashi San was about to leave, he was blocked by the aggressive Sudo.

"Don't even think about leaving if you don't give me an explanation today." Sudo said viciously with his eyes wide open. His tough attitude did not allow Takashi to refuse at all.

Takashi murmured softly, "Le Se." Although the voice was small, it reached Sudo's ears clearly.

"What did you say?" Sudo was instantly enraged. He reached out and grabbed Kozo's collar, increasing the force in his hand, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't move him at all. "What's wrong with this guy..."

"Yukinoshita, how can you be so disrespectful? Everyone is worried about you." Ikeda said with a frown, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Xiao San said calmly with a blank expression: "Because I only respect the elite, not the pleasure-seeking."

How outrageous!

How arrogant?

There is no doubt that this statement has aroused public anger.

Everyone could accept the teacher's words. Aren't teachers considered elites in the eyes of students? But who was this guy? He was just another loser like himself, assigned to Class D.

Sudo was furious and immediately raised his fist and punched Kouzo. "You bastard!"

"Don't do it, Sudo." Hirata shouted, trying to stop him, but it was too late. He could only watch Sudo's fist swing out.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Xiao San calmly dodged the fierce punch.

In a blink of an eye, Sudo felt dizzy and before he could react, Kozo had already locked his wrists with one hand and pressed them on the table.

It’s so cool, too cool, and it’s a one-sided crushing.

Sudo was furious. He struggled with all his might, veins popping out of his face, but he found that his strength was completely ineffective against Takashi San. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree. "Let me go, you bastard!"

Xiao San raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to target you just now. I meant that everyone here is a playboy."

When Xiao San said this, everyone could clearly feel the intense pressure coming from him. Although Xiao San didn't mean it seriously, he was just releasing some of the pressure brought on by the fatigue of the past few days. Xiao San had already exercised maximum restraint.

However, for these "sheep in the greenhouse", this was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, making it impossible to breathe... This was something they had never experienced before, as if an invisible big hand was tightly strangling their throats, making their hearts beat violently involuntarily.

Chapter 37: 036 Daily Life of Jikyo (Part ): Horikita Suzune Wants to Conquer Kouzo

Even Gao Yuansi, who was always known for his indifference and indifference to everyone, frowned slightly. A rare solemn expression appeared on his usually calm face.

This sense of oppression wasn't murderous, nor was it malicious, nor even hostile. Kozo wasn't going to get serious with these kids. (Madara: Which adult would get serious with a child?)