The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"Ah! Classic line..."

He snapped his fingers excitedly. Miyazawa Yu loved it when villains said things like "the sins of the family should not be visited upon the villains," because it sounded very funny.

Unfortunately, the issue of the Great Poison Island is too far in the past to be verified, but adhering to his simple individualistic spirit, he unilaterally chose to believe the scumbag Sakura.

But since he was there for Kyoko, after applying mental pressure, he turned to the door and asked, "Aren't you coming in? Although I don't think your sister would pose like that..."

"..."

Unsteady on her feet, Fujiwara Hiromi desperately wanted to escape, but the pressure from the company forced her to slowly walk into the room and hide behind her sister under the terrifying gaze.

"Yumi?"

Fujiwara Miki was stunned, never expecting her daughter to be listening in. A strong sense of being deceived and humiliated welled up in her heart, making her want to scream and shout at the top of her lungs.

At this point, the parents, the old victim, and the two perpetrators, old and new, were all present. Miyazawa Yu, without selling coffins, very sincerely revealed that he was just toying with the feelings of the Fujiwara mother and daughter.

"How does it feel? The humiliation of being powerless to stop your loved ones from being bullied. I hope you enjoy the taste of fighting fire with fire?"

"I...I'm sorry! I was wrong! So..."

A spark of hope suddenly ignited in her heart. Hearing such an educational rebuke, Fujiwara Hiromi's DNA was stirred!

Isn't this the classic scenario where self-proclaimed righteous people stand high above, hoping to reform bad people through punishment based on misunderstandings? In other words, the mother didn't actually suffer any humiliation because of her!

"No, in fact I did do it."

Without even thinking, Miyazawa Yu knew what the other person was thinking, so he ruthlessly placed the phone with the photos he had just taken within easy reach of everyone.

Although there were no strange words written on it and the clothes were intact, Fujiwara Miki's gesture of making a peace sign with both hands was undoubtedly not respectable.

"..."

With her eyes wide open, her hope just beginning to rise only to be extinguished, Fujiwara Hiromi looked at Miyazawa Yu as if she were discovering evil in this world for the first time!

"Everyone hopes that the punishment is a misunderstanding, but this kind of foolish educational behavior hardly qualifies as a lesson."

Chapter 279 The Fairest and Most Reciprocal Retribution!

The most important thing in killing someone is to destroy their spirit. In the silence, Fujiwara Hiromi seemed to have finally learned her lesson. Even the light in her eyes was gone, and she looked like she had been completely ruined.

Fujiwara Chika and Busujima Sakura couldn't help but think of one word – cruel!

However, Yu Miyazawa didn't feel anything was wrong. According to the Miyazawa family's rules, anyone who initially harmed a family member should be eliminated. It was too merciful to just make her realize her mistake.

"First of all, I hope you are still in the mood to listen, but it doesn't matter if you can't, after all, it's just a notification."

He waved his hand twice in front of the three Fujiwara family members he had already killed, hoping they would learn a lesson from it, but how to settle accounts with them next still needed to be agreed upon in a three-point agreement!

"Don't approach Anzu first. Even if you bully her, that's fine, but if I find out anyone is inclined to make a move again, no matter who it is..."

He ran his hand across his neck twice, narrowed his eyes, raised an eyebrow, and threatened, "The evidence of this young lady bullying her classmate, along with the beautiful photos of the madam, will be spread all over the place~ Understand?"

"Understood! Absolutely! No one will ever dare to touch a single hair on Xingzi again, please don't do that!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fujiwara Hiromi was now terrified and only wanted to get rid of this plague in front of her as quickly as possible!

Forget about not lifting a finger, she'd even let Kyoko bully her instead, she absolutely wouldn't resist! In short, all you gods and Buddhas, please hurry up and get this muscle-bound brute away from her!

"The wise choice is twofold: firstly, does this Ms. Zhimei want me to know when to come back, or should she simply apologize and let it go?"

Very satisfied with Yumi's attitude of turning over a new leaf, Miyazawa Yu then turned to look at Fujiwara Tomomi, who was standing to the side, her hair standing on end and her vigilance extremely high.

Sakura herself no longer wanted to dwell on what happened back then, but he still wanted to bring her high school years to a relatively ordinary end, so she wouldn't have nightmares at night.

However, the negotiations that Miyazawa Yu had imagined would go relatively smoothly were now encountering obstacles. Compared to her sister, Fujiwara Tomomi was clearly harder to fool and more of a scoundrel.

"What a joke!!!"

Unlike her mother and sister, who were weak, Fujiwara Tomomi reacted immediately upon hearing the word "apology," grabbing her phone from the table and throwing it out the window.

Often, people vent their impotent rage on inanimate objects by disrupting their emotional stability; this is a typical product of emotional dysregulation!

Without intervening, Miyazawa Yu calmly sat on the sofa and watched the phone fly out, then heard a heavy thud and the curses of passersby.

"Huh...huh..."

"That memory card is new; it only contains evidence and the photos we just took..."

He thoughtfully poured water for the woman who was panting heavily and pushed it towards her. After a couple of seconds, Miyazawa Yu continued to explain, "But I also have a cloud backup here. However, if the memory card isn't damaged and the information is leaked..."

"!!!"

With a bang, they launched themselves from their spot and, without holding back, Fujiwara Hiromi and Fujiwara Miki rushed out of the room like rabbits in a panic, their target of course being the memory card in the phone they had just been in!

Just kidding, their reputations probably depend on this thing. Damn, the older sister (eldest daughter) is so excited!

"See? Anyway, I'm not the one suffering. Remember to buy me a brand new phone; I can't stand a secondhand one."

"What are you so arrogant about! Do you even know who my great-grandfather was?!"

"Former Prime Minister..."

She turned her head away abruptly, her demeanor suddenly becoming simplistic, with large amounts of sweat pouring down her face, as if afraid that her two companions would look at her with embarrassment.

Fortunately, apart from Sakurako Busujima frowning slightly, Yu Miyazawa didn't take the other party's threat seriously at all. Did he really think that a top Japanese bigwig would care about some poor relative who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

Don't be ridiculous! The Fujiwara family at present is just a business family, and their relationship with the political branch is merely a nodding acquaintance!

However, since the other party insisted on bringing up his status as a second-generation rich kid, he wasn't too bothered to fight them head-on.

"No...that's right!"

As Fujiwara Chika looked at her more and more, she felt that she hadn't misjudged her. Although she felt guilty, Fujiwara Tomomi still forced herself to put on a proud and tough front to avoid losing face.

"Don't think you can get away with this just because you've fooled Mom! The Fujiwara family can shut you up with a flick of their finger!"

"Wow, that's amazing! Right, Busujima?"

"..."

Her gaze turned hostile, and Sakurako Busujima glared at Yu with a sharp, piercing look. Yu had been terrified by those words for two whole years and a half years!

"Oops... Sorry, I subconsciously put myself into the sexy girl mode."

Immediately changing his tune, Miyazawa Yu realized he had gone a bit too far with the joke and quickly coughed twice. Then, with a kind look, he looked at Fujiwara Tomomi and said gently, "Um, Ms. Tomomi, please repeat your name and then search for Miyazawa Heavy Industries, OK?"

"You...what do you mean!"

Feeling as if his intelligence had been insulted, he became unusually suspicious because Fujiwara Tomomi was bluffing him. He kept arguing with her, but his hands were moving just as quickly.

Miyazawa Heavy Industries is the business that the Miyazawa family started with. It is easy to find information about this real estate giant that only emerged two or three decades ago on Japanese encyclopedias.

Of course, like all capitalists, he doesn't have a very good reputation; there are often rumors that companies with the surname Miyazawa are good at laying foundations.

"..."

Having read through all the rumors about cement piles and Tokyo Bay, Tomomi Fujiwara didn't utter a single word, because she recognized a familiar face among the members of the Miyazawa family.

If you remove the yellow hair...

"By the way, this is a wig, and the person on it is definitely me."

I really don't know how Kohei manages to run around with a head full of blond hair. Anyway, Miyazawa Yu doesn't really like this hair color, but as a band member, having colorful hair is a must, so he can only accept the assignment.

"...Impossible! The Busujima family is rotten to the core, it's fake! It must be fake!"

"Hey you, can you broaden your perspective a bit? Don't you think it's incredibly boring to make friends in a self-contained circle?"

It's normal not to accept reality. It's like you think your roommate is carrying a bag to study hard at the library, but in reality, he went to the big shot's silver party without hesitation and was the one who got played!

This kind of contrast is unacceptable to anyone, but that's the reality, and Miyazawa Yu didn't have time to help Fujiwara Tomomi gradually come to terms with it.

"Well, never mind then. Remember to mail the new phone to my house. Kyoko will send the location to your sister. Goodbye, second daughter!"

"Wait!"

The word "second daughter" pierced her heart deeply, and Fujiwara Tomomi understood that she was just a second daughter, the kind who could only eat, drink, and have fun without any right to inherit the family business.

Her wonderful life was entirely built on not causing trouble for her father and eldest brother!

But if the current situation is true, then he has undoubtedly gotten himself into a huge mess that his father and brother cannot resolve!

Even if the Miyazawa family doesn't punish her afterward, her future life will definitely be destroyed by the head of the family, who is terrified and eager to mend their relationship, as a form of punishment!

"I'm sorry! I had someone sabotage the vault back then, but I really... I really didn't mean to kill anyone!"

"..."

Following Miyazawa Yu, ready to leave, Busujima Sakurako turned to look at the woman sobbing and bowing in reverence behind her, but felt absolutely no excitement for revenge whatsoever.

If she were to encounter Yuzuru on the train, she would occasionally reminisce about the past late at night, her teeth itching with hatred.

After the bartending incident, she genuinely met some idiots and realized that there are still interesting people in the world.

They don't care about their past or their bad character; they simply embrace all hearts that yearn for peace.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore, we're just not on the same wavelength anyway..."

She subconsciously touched the tiny bump on her neck where the nail had scratched her again. Her gaze towards Fujiwara Tomomi became as innocent as if she were staring at non-recyclable garbage, which was truly an eyesore.

As for resentment and regret, they had long since vanished. The loneliness of her three years of high school was nothing to worry about, but she wanted to go home, have some beer, and then prepare to continue her night raid on Miyazawa Yu!

"Let's go, the kids will be worried if we get back late."

"Also, send a message to Xingzi saying we're having a big meal tonight, and if you're looking for a phone, I want the latest model!"

"Trade in a three-year-old model?! You're such a scumbag..."

Humiliation was repaid with humiliation, and power was used to suppress power. The feud between the younger generation of the Busujima and Fujiwara families came to an end in an absolutely fair manner.

Chapter 280 The Stun Device! The Scumbag Group and Poison Island Stand Together!

"Seriously! I can't take it anymore. Wrestling has almost drained me of my energy, and then Onee-chan's bass is still not up to par!"

With practiced ease, Kyoko Busujima opened the villa door and, barely clinging to her last breath, floated onto the sofa, burying herself in it. Her sweaty body made Sakura Busujima's fingertips itch with desire, wishing she could punch her!

It's important to know that silk sofa cushions can't be washed in a washing machine. As temporary residents, they should have done a good job of cleaning before running away, and the task of hand-washing the cushions would most likely fall to them!

"Well~ that's great, isn't it? Manager Ginjiro finally agreed to let our band perform!"

"makes sense……"

Pulling her little head out of the sofa, Kyoko Busujima smiled with her cat-like mouth and opened her arms to Rin, coaxing, "To make you happy, Rin, please let me hug you!"

"No! You're covered in sweat and smell like barbecue, you're filthy. Go take a shower!"

The way she tilted her head back fully demonstrated that Miyazawa Rin's disdain was not just empty talk.

Outside, this little guy was clamoring to celebrate, and then he turned around and attacked his brother's savings, had a barbecue and sang karaoke. He didn't look like he had been drained of energy by wrestling at all!

Although the methods were very righteous, my voice is still hoarse. I don't even have the strength to breathe, let alone do any slapstick. I should just wash up and go to bed!

The two Lin sisters shared this sentiment, as they were both well-behaved girls and lacked Xingzi's boundless energy.

Exhausted, everyone went upstairs to wash up and rest without hesitation, leaving only Kyoko Busujima grumbling in the living room for a long time before getting up in a huff after no one paid her any attention.

"What can be done...? The dark-skinned woman's training is very strict. How can she possibly have the strength to keep going without eating some roasted meat..."

She muttered pitifully to herself, then yawned, turned off the light, and went upstairs.

The dimly lit corridor was lined with tightly closed doors. Japanese people generally have an extremely strong sense of privacy, and even the cracks in the doors of the villa were sealed off, allowing only a faint light to seep through.

A chill ran down her spine. Kyoko Busujima felt that although the villa was big and grand, going downstairs to get a glass of water when there were few people around was particularly terrifying!

Unconsciously quickening her pace, she pushed open the door to her and her sister's room and rushed in, yelling as she went.

"Onee-chan! Let's take a bath together!"

"..."

The empty room was lit only by the chandelier. The girl's shouts went unanswered. All she could see were two sets of soaking wet pink fabric on the bed.

It turns out that wearing too light clothing in the hot summer is not a good thing, because you can easily turn your inner lining into a sweat-stained plus version, gaining a buff that is exclusive to certain groups but loses its appeal to most people.

"Ugh?"

……

"Kyoko's problem is solved, the band is running smoothly, and the visa is within reach. All that's left is that kid, Yuyuki..."

In the bathroom, Miyazawa Yu finally had a moment to think about the current situation.

The rest of the journey is clear: after helping Yuyuki resolve his confidence issues, he can escape Tokyo and head straight to his mother-in-law's place without looking back.

But that's where the problem lies. Shirogane Miyuki's inferiority complex stems from his family background and his long-standing personality. Without a real example in front of him, he would probably find it difficult to muster the courage.

The more she thought about it, the more her head ached. Miyazawa Yu closed her eyes, grabbed a towel from the hanging bath, wiped herself dry, and emerged from the bath like a beautiful woman. She decided to just take it one step at a time...