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"Is this what we want to discuss?"

"But it's really surprising. I thought you would make decisions on your own and then solve the problem by yourself." Kikyo Kushida pinched Asakusa Tetsu's thigh with her small hand and raised her eyebrows: "What? You've lost your mind after calling for Mom for so long?"

Her slightly provocative posture and restless hands and feet clearly revealed the thoughts hidden in the girl's mind at that moment.

She thought about it.

What she wanted was that feeling of provoking him so that he would pick her up, throw her on the bed, and bully her mercilessly.

The fact that Asakusa Tetsu's fingers were locked at that moment also confirmed this.

The muscles tightened, and the sticky yet damp sensation allowed the fingers to still move a little.

After pushing forward quite unceremoniously, Asakusa Toru finally spoke:

"Because I'm a bit conflicted."

"If you want him to die a more horrible death, the simplest way is to set a trap and have my Sakura mother beckon him to enter the net. Whether it's recording it or doing something else, it's obviously more serious than the charge of 'harassment' than attempted coercion."

“But I don’t like it,” he said. “Why should Airi have to force herself to hook her fingers with a finger while dealing with this kind of guy?”

Sakura Airi isn't like Hoshinomiya Chie, such a pure and well-behaved child. What would happen if she were used as bait?

He's not so incompetent that he has to use his own woman as bait to succeed.

Oh, things like attacking Kushida or Sakura don't count.

"Sigh, really, maybe I should just block his route and then put a bag over his head and beat him up whenever he passes a place without cameras after get off work. I could beat him up every day." Asakusa Tetsu paused in his actions of patting his head and patting his π, too lazy to think any further.

Having spent so much time beating up Ayanokouji in the white gym, his mind is now completely incapable of any further deep scheming or calculation.

Violence, violence, and more violence.

Having mastered supreme violence, the chaotic urge to destroy made him instinctively want to punch that guy a few times.

But no.

The law still imposes restrictions, cameras will record everything, and the school's rules are in place.

It's very troublesome.

"Whoosh-"

A long-awaited breeze blew in, dispelling some of the heat.

Asakusa Toru gave up thinking.

Setting traps, swindling, and deception is too much trouble.

He already has so much violence and so many props, why should he limit himself to conventional methods?

In fact, just now, a 'scheming' plan had already flashed through his mind.

Using the account of 'Shizuku' to induce the other party's actions, using secret voice transmission and voice changer to create words that are enough to provoke the other party's actions, and then using the effect of focusing the light to force the stalker to 'jump' off the high place.

Although many details have not been considered, it is undeniably a feasible plan.

But the moment the thought crossed his mind, Asakusa Tetsu abandoned the plan.

Too much trouble.

He wanted a simpler, more direct and effective approach.

For example.

Let's destroy his spirit first.

......

"Buzzing—"

"Buzzing—"

"Buzzing—"

irritable.

"--Snapped!"

He slapped his own ear hard, the crisp sound echoing, but when he let go, his hand was empty.

Another disappointment.

"What's going on lately? Where did all these mosquitoes come from?!"

The person works at a highly educated home appliance retail store; he is employee A.

Recently, shop assistant A has been in a very irritable mood.

The reason is right now: at regular times, during lunch break, after school, when there are many students, the buzzing sound of mosquitoes starts in your ears.

Seriously, when this bunch of stinky high schoolers get together, doesn't the number of mosquitoes just increase?!

Despite her resentment, clerk A was helpless.

After all, he was just a lowly shop assistant and didn't dare to actually yell at the students.

Just bear with it, things will quiet down soon.

Anyway, the first year of school has already passed, and now hardly anyone will come to him to make large purchases of appliances.

Instead of wasting this time, you might as well browse 'Shizuku's' blog a bit more.

Hehehe, my Shizuku...

"Buzzing—"

Just as he was lost in thought, the incredibly annoying buzzing of mosquitoes reached his ears again.

"--Snapped!"

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

Can't you just die?! You dead mosquito!!!

She slapped her cheeks repeatedly, making a crisp sound, and her cheeks became slightly red and swollen.

Students passing by would glance at him and occasionally point and whisper at him, which only added to his pressure.

Whew, whiff, whiff—

His breathing became rapid; he could hardly hold it in any longer.

No, no.

"I, I need to go to the restroom."

He muttered to himself, making up a reason for leaving.

Absolutely, absolutely because there are too many students in this lousy shopping mall, which has attracted all the mosquitoes!

Upon seeing the "Closed for Business" sign, clerk A hurriedly, almost fleeing, rushed into the restroom.

"..."

The long-awaited peace and quiet returned, even in a toilet. But it was a highly developed toilet, clean and filled with the smell of disinfectant, so it wasn't unbearable.

Sense of security.

Sure enough, this way the mosquitoes will no longer—

"Buzzing—"

The thought had barely formed in my mind when the buzzing of mosquitoes echoed in my ears again.

"Aa ...

"Bang! Bang! Bang—" His expression turned ferocious, his fists clenched, and he frantically pounded on the toilet door, yelling, "Die! Die! Die! Die!!!"

I can't take it anymore!!!

Good morning, I'm leaving early. I need to go home, I need to go back to my dorm. There are no mosquitoes in my dorm, and no of this damn text!

Shop assistant A ran away.

He disregarded his job responsibilities; missing a day or leaving early would only result in a deduction of wages. The school's attitude towards its staff was naturally not that strict, since the school's focus was still on the students.

In short, we'll be temporarily closed for today!

In a panic, running errands without thinking, with blood silently rising from the corners of her eyes, clerk A frantically ran around.

Following the direction he had gone, Asakusa Tetsu calmly followed the direction he fled.

The target is employee dormitories.

To be honest, Asakusa Tetsu was quite a surprise.

Anyway, he only bothered him for half an hour. Although the buzzing was indeed annoying, this guy's tolerance was too low.

It collapsed too quickly.

But not enough.

If it's only this bad, he'll probably be back to normal after a good night's sleep, so he needs to follow him back to his dorm.

"Ding--"

Asakusa Tetsu casually pushed up his non-prescription glasses and found himself in the same elevator as clerk A.

He glanced at the floor the other person had pressed, then gently pressed an even lower floor.

The elevator has arrived at its destination.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff—" His heart was pounding faster and faster. In his dazed state, clerk A could hardly pay attention to the other people around him. His eyes were only focused on the elevator floor. He desperately wanted to get back to his 'little nest' and get away from those damn mosquitoes!

Large beads of sweat dripped down his face as his trembling hand took out the room key and opened the door.

"Click——"

The door closed, he kicked off his shoes, and once again stepped into the world filled with his favorite 'Shizuku'.

Posters, photos, comments, and initially, very friendly responses to comments on the blog.

All all all all——

Everything is so reassuring.

"Ha, ha, ha ha—" He laughed out loud, his body relaxed like never before. He turned over and lay down on the bed, his tense mind finally relaxing.

Okay, we're saved.

This is a tall building; there are usually no mosquitoes here. Those damned mosquitoes can't get in.

The damn mosquitoes are finally gone.

Shop assistant A collapsed onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The room was covered with posters of 'Shizuku', and the smiles on those posters should have made him feel at ease.

But, for no apparent reason, he felt inexplicably irritated.

"Buzzing—"

The familiar sound rang in my ears again.

Chapter 168 is still too moral.

The nightmare returned.

"No...impossible..." His pupils suddenly contracted, and he sprang up from the bed, shouting incredulously, "How could there be mosquitoes here?!"

He frantically searched the room, pulling back the covers, moving furniture, and even tearing down his favorite posters to check the walls.

But they found nothing; the corner was empty, except for that annoying sound that followed them everywhere.

"..."

"Buzzing—"

He suddenly realized something.

The sound never came from the surroundings, but... echoed within his heart.

"Aaaaah—" Then, he suddenly grabbed his hair, his fingernails leaving bloody marks on his scalp: "Get out! Get out of my head!"

Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared.