Expelled from school? I am the Emperor of Sobu!

But now it seems that the real social death may be what Yumiko Miura is like now.

"Kin..." Hanyu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was interrupted rudely and ruthlessly by Yumiko.

"Shut up!"

"Pervert, bastard, beast, ape!"

"I don't want to talk to you, shut up!"

The mood gradually became high.

Yumiko Miura squatted on the bed with her hands on her head, unwilling to get up.

Like.

Like.

"Looks like your mother." Hanyu slapped the quilt hard with an exaggerated expression, deliberately bringing up old matters.

"My dear wife, where is my midnight snack?"

"We agreed on a midnight snack, but you forgot about it when you went out to buy food?"

Well known.

True damage is the most realistic damage in the game.

When she heard about midnight snack, Youmiko seemed to be stimulated by something.

"what--!"

I saw her curled up in the quilt, rolling around like a baby maggot.

bedside.

The damn Hanyu is adding insult to injury and further provoking others.

"Wow, my dear wife, you have such a vibrant body."

"No heart problems? Stop now and let me check your conscience."

heart?

How could Yumiko Miura, who was in the sports club in junior high school, have any heart problems?

but.

If Gou Yuzuru doesn't stop talking, her heart might really have problems.

"Shut up, you stinky thing!" Yumiko opened the quilt with her backhand, sat in the middle of the bed in a duck-like position in her pajamas, and asked angrily:

"Did you really arrest the guy who created the illusion?"

"Yui has no memory of the dream, and I won't dream of you anymore."

"You bastard, what you said is true, you didn't lie to me?"

A monster that feeds on negative emotions and grows stronger.

Yumiko Miura had only seen stories like this in fairy tale picture books.

Now that I've met the real culprit, I realize that it's impossible to guard against it!

Real monsters are much smarter than those in stories. The plot is linked together, with foreshadowing and reversal. It is not a simple nightmare or threat at all.

An infinite month of reading.

Youmiko experienced all the ups and downs of life.

Now I can't help but feel exhausted, a strange feeling that is even more tiring than giving birth to a child.

and so.

"It's an ordinary exorcism. I'll give you a student discount price of 500,000 yen." Spreading his hands, Hanyu collected the payment as usual.

Half a million.

For a genuine exorcism, this price is not expensive.

Mrs. Sakurajima asked him to perform a ritual for her, but it cost her more than 500,000 yen. In the end, she had no money left and ended up losing everything.

however.

Spend twice as much as you can.

How could Yumiko Miura, who needs to advance her pocket money at the end of the month, have 500,000 yen?

Yumiko picked up the pink cat wallet from the bedside, threw it in her hand, and said skillfully:

"That's all I have left. You can handle the rest."

"Aha?"

Looking at the wallet in his hand, Hanyu didn't even need to count, because there was only a five thousand dollar bill in it.

'What's the meaning? ’

'She gave me more than this in my dreams.'

The five thousand yuan bill was dazzling, and Yu, who felt his self-esteem was insulted, twitched his face.

A pair of big hands have been ready to strike.

"She seemed to have said, 'I'll take care of the rest myself.'

Recalling Yumiko Miura's bold words.

Hanyu recalled the teachings of a senior.

Talk to girls.

Say what the other person wants to hear first.

Speak something that the other person can understand.

Finally, express what you want to say.

Yu suddenly realized what was going on, and said to Miura, who was sulking alone with his back to him:

"You must have beautiful legs, Yumiko?"

"Your legs must be long and white, right?"

not good.

Her womanly consciousness told Miura Yumiko that the bastard would definitely say something bad next.

But before she could object, Hanyu climbed onto the bed and got under the covers with expert movements.

"Your legs must be sweet, let me taste them."

"Beast, beast...your hobby is terrible!"

"Oh, can it be as bad as your health? Shut up and keep your voice down. Uncle and aunt have to go to work tomorrow."

This wave is called taking the initiative.

Yumiko Miura, who had just experienced a major change in her life, did not refuse, and even used the tricks she had learned from the pink app.

The next day.

The Sun Also Rises.

School is still in session.

In the classroom, Hikigaya Hachiman stared at Hanyu who walked into the classroom with Miura Yumiko with a look as if he was looking at a ghost.

"Asshole, you said you would wake me up."

"You must be kidding. That was said three times ago."

"You didn't eat enough, and now you blame me?"

"Hmph, don't tell anyone else."

An intimate attitude, whispers that no one else can hear.

"Yumiko, you..."

Yuigahama Yui didn't understand. She was completely confused and couldn't understand why Miura and Hanyu were together no matter how hard she tried.

on the seat.

Doubts about my best friend.

Miura Yumiko was about to answer when she remembered everything that happened in her dream.

Steal men, divide inheritance, and send your children to orphanages.

Although these experiences were fake, Yui in the dream also admitted that she fell in love with Hanyu unknowingly.

'The stinky guy said that dreams are made up of my subconscious mind.'

"So, in my subconscious, Yui will stab me sooner or later?"

The name "Plastic Sisters" is well-deserved.

In order to prevent any disaster, and for the sake of my own reputation,

Miura Yumiko crossed her arms, hugged them in front of her chest, and criticized arrogantly:

"Nothing, just ran into that jerk in the store while having breakfast."

"Yui, you don't know, he deliberately shared the table and ordered seven cream puffs by himself, and in the end he even made me pay the bill."

"A man like this deserves to be single for the rest of his life!"

Trying hard to discredit Hanyu.

Trying to describe him as the poor, stingy and smelly Guo Nan.

“Eh…?” Yuigahama Yui couldn’t see any problem, she just felt that her best friend’s words were not sincere.

But Hikigaya Hachiman is not like that.

The seat was right next to Hanyu. As the eldest prince of Kuhai Temple, Master Ba advised earnestly:

"Sengzheng, you can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"You're still trying to make excuses. You smell like Miura's perfume. Do you think I didn't smell it?"

"Oh, so what? I've worked hard for half my life, but I can't even find a woman?"

The two talked privately.

Finally, Hikigaya Hachiman asked in grief:

"what should I do?"

"I have other duties planned for later, and I don't want to clean the toilet."

Facing Lao Ba's request, Hanyu patted him on the shoulder and consoled him earnestly:

"Today's duty will be completed by you and Tuanzitou."

"Hachiman, we will discuss your matter in detail."

"Don't worry, you will have good things to eat in the future."

The chief abbot of Kuhai Temple is extremely cruel and vicious.

If you have brothers, you can sell it right away.

Greatly disappointed, Hikigaya Hachiman sat on the chair, thinking in his heart.

"Tell on Mr. Hiratsuka?"

'No, she's not a strong enough deterrent, she's just a paper tiger.'

"Ah! Damn it, is there no one who can control Hanyu?"

Chapter 21: Integrate into the circle of friends

The joys and sorrows of life are different.

Those students who shed sweat and sang the praises of youth.