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

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The kick landed on Shirakawa's abdomen, but it didn't hurt much; clearly, Nikaido was controlling his strength.

Nikaido immediately threw a right punch, which Shirakawa dodged to the side, and then darted behind Nikaido.

In Nikaido's eyes, the movement was still quite sluggish.

She didn't turn around and retaliate; she wanted to see how Shirakawa would respond.

Shirakawa wrapped his arm around Nikaido's neck and locked her left arm with his other hand.

This is the technique I used to defeat Yayoi Akiyama back then!

Shirakawa pressed close to Nikaido's body, feeling the muscles behind her.

She was completely different from Yayoi; she was noticeably several sizes bigger.

"How's that, boss?"

“You’ve only locked one of my arms, but you still have my other hand!” Nikaido laughed.

She reached out her unlocked hand and touched Shirakawa's shoulder.

With a firm squeeze of his five fingers, Shirakawa felt as if he were being clamped down by something.

Nikaido bent forward, his arms straining, veins bulging, and he grabbed Shirakawa, slamming him in front of him.

With a swift over-the-shoulder throw, Shirakawa was slammed to the ground.

It's not as terrifying as Akado, but it's still very strong.

Nikaido rode on Shirakawa's back.

Ok?

A strange feeling welled up in my heart, and my body felt a little warm.

I feel like I've seen this pose somewhere before; it's kind of familiar.

where?

Nikaido couldn't remember, but her face unconsciously drew closer and closer to Shirakawa.

"You're so weak, don't try to be a hero." Nikaido said, but the two of them drew closer and closer.

"Boss, I..."

"Look at you, you can't even resist." Nikaido's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his breath gently brushed against Shirakawa's face.

Their lips drew closer and closer. Shirakawa tried to turn his head away, but she gripped his chin tightly, making it impossible for him to move.

Nikaido closed his eyes, preparing to kiss him.

"Yo, Misaki! I'm back! Have you been listening to your mother?" A bald, tattooed, burly man pushed open the back door of the kitchen, smiling gently, a stark contrast to his fierce appearance.

She was also carrying a lot of snacks and delicious treats.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her little darling riding on a strange man's back, their faces so close together.

They also moved the kitchen to make way for an empty space.

“Nani???”

99. The Shirakawa family's mini-battleground?

Inside the ramen restaurant lobby.

The bald, tattooed man, who is Nikaido's father, sat in a chair with his hands on the back of the chair and his legs crossed, looking like a thug.

"What's your name?" Nikaido's father asked, making no attempt to hide the intense killing intent in his eyes.

Shirakawa sat opposite him, trembling with fear, cold sweat pouring down his face.

He now finally knows who Nikaido resembles.

"Shirakawa Akira... Shirakawa Akira."

"What is your relationship with my daughter?" Nikaido's father questioned.

"We're friends."

"What were you and my daughter doing in the kitchen just now?"

"fight..."

"Fighting? You call that fighting? So, are you going to fight in bed from now on?"

"It hasn't developed to that stage yet..."

"You still want to expand? You brat!!! What a pipe dream you're having!"

Thump! Nikaido's father slammed his fist on the table.

"I didn't intend to develop it, I didn't intend to develop it," Shirakawa explained repeatedly.

"Dad!!" Nikaido came out after cleaning up the messy kitchen, holding a rag in his hand.

"This is my friend, why are you being so fierce!" Nikaido slammed the rag onto the table.

"Oh, Misaki, although Dad won't stop you from finding a boyfriend, finding someone like this, and even having him work in the kitchen... isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Upon seeing his daughter, Nikaido's father immediately softened his temper.

This kind of stuff?

What did I do wrong? It feels like there are hardly any people in this world who consider me a good person.

"Hmm~~ We didn't do anything!" Nikaido said irritably. "Even if we did, it's none of your business."

“Misaki, you were so obedient when you were little, how come you grew up to be like this, talking to your father like this?” Nikaido’s father would recall the past with heartache.

"It's so annoying, he's always so nagging." Nikaido's attitude towards his father was completely different from his attitude towards his mother.

Judging from their family status, it seems that Nikaido's father was at the very bottom.

"Hey little brother, this is for you." Nikaido took out an envelope and placed it in front of Shirakawa.

"This is your wages for today. Even though the shop closes halfway through, it's still paid as if it were a full day."

Nikaido glanced impatiently at his father again, then winked at Shirakawa.

"Little brother, go home and rest. We'll chat on Line."

"Oh, okay, I'll be going now, goodbye Uncle." Shirakawa got up and left in a hurry.

"Is that how you call me 'uncle'? You brat!" Nikaido's father yelled at Shirakawa's retreating figure.

"What else should I call you if not uncle? You damned old man!"

Nikaido started arguing and bickering with his father, and most of the time Nikaido was cursing his father.

This shop was opened by Nikaido's parents together, but for a period of time his father was addicted to pachinko (a Japanese gambling game), wasting a lot of money and neglecting his family affairs.

Although he eventually realized his mistake and returned to the right path, it led to his status in the family dropping to a level worse than that of a dog.

Shirakawa hurriedly went out and saw Nikaido's mother standing at the door waiting for him.

Upon seeing Shirakawa emerge, Nikaido's mother quickly came to greet him.

"Shirakawa-kun, I'm so sorry to have caused you so much trouble today." Nikaido's mother bowed deeply to Shirakawa in apology.

"It's alright, it's alright." The elder's sudden politeness left Shirakawa at a loss, so he simply bowed back.

“Misaki isn’t usually like that. She’s a very well-behaved girl. Don’t hold a grudge against her.”

Nikaido's mother was clearly bringing up her daughter's fight; her family was unaware of Nikaido's status as a delinquent student.

"Not at all, Nikaido-nee has been very kind to me, I am so grateful, how could I possibly hold a grudge?"

"That's good, that's good." Nikaido's mother smiled and said, "Please take good care of Nikaido from now on."

When Shirakawa was away, Nikaido's mother learned the whole story of the fight from Nikaido.

Knowing that Shirakawa was able to step forward in times of crisis, and that he was hardworking, attentive, and meticulous in his work, never slacking off.

He seems like a good boyfriend so far.

Nikaido also likes it very much.

We must hold on to it firmly.

Nikaido's mother had always been worried about whether her daughter could get married, until she met Shirakawa, at which point she saw a glimmer of hope.

"Of course," Shirakawa nodded and bowed repeatedly in agreement.

“This is a souvenir,” Nikaido’s mother said, taking out a bag of delicate sweets. “If you want to earn some extra money, you are welcome to come here anytime.”

"Oh, Uncle..." Shirakawa glanced at Nikaido's father, who was currently being scolded by Nikaido with a wronged expression.

"Don't let his fierce appearance fool you, he's actually a very good person. Don't worry too much. I'll talk to him if he bullies you."

"I understand, I'll come over when I have time."

"Then goodbye, Shirakawa-kun."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

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