He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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It felt like the men surrounding me in the sports storage room, ready to assault me. I had already given up, wanting to settle things physically, but then that bastard Shirakawa suddenly appeared, spouting high-sounding words—apologies, compensation—that were utterly meaningless—trying to persuade the men to leave, even offering to help me...

I was the scumbag, I framed him, and I was just paying the price for my actions, yet that spider demon helped me without holding a grudge.

How can there be such a good person in the world? What a hypocrite! Does he think this will increase my favorability and make me like him? Make me throw myself at him? Don't dream! Who would be interested in a spider demon!

......

......

"Well... it's probably better to use fireworks as a signal. Acting prematurely could easily cause problems," I suggested, raising my hand.

"Why? What went wrong?"

Yoshioka asked, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce through me, and his tone sounding more like a question than a question.

What happened now? Did I say something wrong again?

"No, I just think that time would be better, since people are usually more sleepy as night approaches, and they are more likely to let their guard down."

"Hoo~~~ The fireworks festival and the bonfire party are only an hour apart, just an hour, which is negligible for the whole plan."

"No...no..."

"Hey~~~ Fukada." Yoshioka clenched his fist, his gleaming brass knuckles waving in front of my eyes, pressing me for an answer, "Why are you so fixated on the fireworks festival? Could it be that you have other plans for tonight?"

"No, no," I hurriedly waved my hand.

"Really? Then can you explain what happened between you and Shirakawa in the sports storage room?"

Bang! Yoshioka slammed his fist heavily onto the table.

Did he know everything about the sports warehouse?

"I was on the third floor of the school at the time, and I found the best angle to watch your performance. I didn't expect that you and a group of men would go into the sports storage room, with Shirakawa following closely behind. Those men came out looking dejected. Can I assume that you two were doing something fun?"

"No, I didn't." I looked at Yoshioka's fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and felt a sense of fear.

"If I hadn't sent the message, you and Shirakawa would probably still be having a good time in the sports warehouse, right?" Yoshioka stood up and grabbed my collar tightly.

"If I'm even slightly harsh with you, you go looking for other men? You seduce him with your looks and use your body to win him over? And I liked you so much... Tsk tsk tsk, it's really disheartening." Yoshioka put on an awkward expression of sadness.

Yoshioka kept talking to himself, and I didn't have a chance to interrupt at all.

“I don’t want to be a toy that Shirakawa got dirty,” Yoshioka said, forcefully throwing me into the air. My whole body seemed to fly up before crashing heavily to the ground.

"You can keep her," Yoshioka said to his underlings, pointing at me.

"Really?"

The group of delinquents were overjoyed, especially since that disgusting blond-haired man was walking towards them step by step...

I'm going to be subjected to that kind of thing.

No one will come to save me this time.

Ugh! Cough cough!

Something felt like it was rising in my stomach, and I couldn't stop gagging.

This behavior enraged the thugs, led by the blond-haired man: "Hey, are we that disgusting?"

"We'll do it after this is over." Yoshioka winked at the coffee shop counter.

The staff were staring at them, as if they were about to call the police.

"Sister, we're just rehearsing a play, don't worry about it!" Yoshioka waved to the waitress.

The delinquents also laughed and echoed their sentiments.

I was about to ask the shop assistant for help, but Yoshioka picked up a sugar cube in front of me and snapped it in half.

The meaning is self-evident.

They are minors. Even if they are taken to the police station and released after a short time, they will face endless harassment and retaliation.

I could only grit my teeth and endure the pain and discomfort, stand up, and say to the shop assistant in a seemingly casual tone, "It's okay, sister, we're just rehearsing."

I extinguished my own hope of salvation, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

The delinquents surrounded me, laughing loudly while pretending to comfort me.

"You three, remember to protect your senior's safety," Yoshioka said, pointing to the man with the pompadour, the blond-haired man, and the scarred man.

It's called protection, but it's really just surveillance and guarding...

In this situation, who else can save you?

Fukada thought of that man she didn't want to think about again, that hypocritical and deceitful man.

Author's note: Happy Qixi Festival.

I've never celebrated Qixi Festival.

Therefore, I am updating the text.

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Inside the video game section.

Yako lay on the blanket, breathing evenly, her eyes open, but her body limp and lifeless.

His lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound, as if he had become a vegetable.

"What should I do? What should I do?!"

Jackie stood with her hands behind her back, circling around in place.

Yako is her best friend, she absolutely cannot be hurt!

She was relatively normal on the playground, but once she entered the arcade, she completely lost control and became like this.

I just messaged Xiaobai, but he hasn't replied...

Oh no, what should I do?!

"Jackie, does Ayako have some kind of mental illness...?" Sakura knew it was impolite to ask, but she still mustered up the courage to ask.

Although she and Ayako were in the same class, they weren't close at all. Sakura only knew that Ayako used to be the super weirdo in the class who covered her face with her hair, and was Shirakawa's deskmate. Later, she somehow cut her hair short...

That's all; we hardly interacted at school.

Sakura's first reaction upon seeing this was that she thought this girl was suffering from some kind of internet addiction, gaming addiction...

"No. Ugh!" Jackie scratched her head anxiously. "Never mind, I'll go find Xiaobai. He's probably still in the sports storage room!"

Maki and Nikaido went to call him, but then those two girls somehow lost contact with each other...

Could something bad have happened, like that hypnosis scandal back then?

"Wait a minute, Jackie, don't leave me here alone!"

Sakura was terrified. Sharing a room with a person in a vegetative state could become a trauma she could never erase for the rest of her life if the person were to fall out of bed.

"Don't worry, Sakura, I'll be right there."

Jackie opened the door, and just then Shirakawa appeared in the doorway.

Panting heavily, drenched in sweat, and utterly exhausted.

"Hoo-ha, hoo-ha, I'm here, Jackie..."

"What did you do to Ayako! Shirakawa!" Jackie, frantic with worry, immediately grabbed Shirakawa's shoulder and shook him incessantly.

“Don’t worry, Jackie,” Shirakawa grasped Jackie’s wrist. “I’ll handle it.”

Jackie took a deep breath, and her emotions stabilized.

"Xiaobai... I'm so scared. Yako suddenly looks like this... Please, please, please turn her back to normal, okay?" Jackie pleaded.

She thought that Shirakawa had changed Ayako's personality, manipulated Ayako to make her happy and lively so that he could have fun with her, but unexpectedly some strange "bug" occurred.

"what?"

Jackie hugged Shirakawa tightly around the waist, her pretty face pressed against his shoulder: "Just let Ayako return to normal. I'll take care of her share."

What the hell!

"That's not how it is, Jackie, let's go outside and talk..."

"Hey, Shirakawa-nii!" Sakura stood up, wanting to join the two of them.

"Sorry, Sakura, why don't you stay with Ayako for a while?" With that, Shirakawa closed the door.

"What the hell! Acting like 'children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking'..." Sakura huffed.

As if sensing Shirakawa's arrival, Ayako in front of him suddenly twitched her arm slightly.

Startled, Sakura immediately turned around and leaned towards the door, her petite body trembling along with her enormous breasts.

Shirakawa, Jieqi, you need to hurry!

......

After a brief conversation, Jackie understood the general outline of the matter.