The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"No! No! Please come in..."

"???"

The situation suddenly seemed to be getting out of hand. Hearing her mother's tone downstairs gradually change from excited to weak and slightly frightened, Fujiwara Hiromi sat up in bed with a start.

There's nothing else to it. Although her mother is just a full-time housewife, she has never been at a disadvantage, even when facing NHK.

Although her father's stinginess played a part, the fact that she was the only one in the entire villa complex who had never paid for NHK television was one of the most disheartening setbacks for her.

But today, my usually agitated mother seemed to have been caught red-handed, which made her very worried!

"..."

Quietly slipping on her slippers, she frowned and stepped down the corridor, only to find no one in the living room!

+1 for the unreasonable part. You should know that it is a Japanese tradition to receive guests in the living room. Unless it is a private matter or a very good friend, Japanese people rarely invite others into the room.

This can be gleaned from the small signs hanging in their respective bedrooms. How could a mother let outsiders into a place where even family members are not allowed to enter easily?

"Listen to me...we knew absolutely nothing about this..."

"I'm sorry! I don't know where you got these things, but if you want compensation, there's absolutely no need for the child to come forward..."

Continuing to pace, with no one in the restaurant or the courtyard outside, Fujiwara Hiromi crept closer to her parents' room and finally faintly heard some sounds again—

"Madam, since we were able to find the problem, it's not about compensation. You should understand that, right?"

This time it was a man's voice. He sounded young but had a strong voice, so he must be a large adult.

Upon hearing the word "child," Fujiwara Hiromi immediately thought of her older sister, who had caused quite a bit of trouble at university, resulting in the school calling her home.

University is not like high school. Your family connections might fool a junior principal with little influence, but nobody cares about you outside...

“I understand! I understand… At least please wait for the child’s father to come back; he will be with you…”

"I regret that we do not have the time. Madam, please summon Fujiwara Hiromi now! Immediately! Otherwise, none of us want to see the consequences!"

"...Can't this really be resolved privately?"

It's actually my own business?!

Her train of thought was interrupted, and Fujiwara Hiromi widened her eyes and then pinched her chin to start thinking.

I've mostly stayed home lately, or gone out with my girlfriends. I haven't done anything bad that would lead people to my home.

As for before the holiday, that's a bit of a general figure. She offended so many people at school that it's impossible to count them all, but she probably didn't leave any traces!

Thinking of this, she quietly opened her mother's bedroom door a crack.

Fortunately, Fujiwara's father did not skimp on the renovation, and the precision bearings made almost no noise. At the same time, the scene in the room came into view.

The first person with their back to you is a muscular, naked man sitting on the sofa with half of his body sticking out. His bare, muscular body is a sight to behold!

On his left and right sat two pink-haired women, their scalps barely visible!

"Madam, we are willing to settle this matter privately, after all, no one wants to affect the child's future development..."

A faint sound came from behind him, which was inaudible to most people, but to Miyazawa Yu, it was an extremely clear signal!

The wicked woman nudged the poison island beside her twice, gave him a reproachful glare, and then, as agreed, handed the more solid evidence to the already flustered lady opposite her.

"If you still don't realize the seriousness of the matter, please read this. It clearly states that your daughter hired someone to commit assault, which has probably gone beyond the scope of a civil crime!"

"No...impossible!"

Clutching her short skirt, facing the non-mainstream muscular man and the young delinquent girl in front of her, Fujiwara Miki's wife, Toyohiro, leaned forward nervously to grab the evidence.

However, the truth cannot be hidden, and the falsehood cannot be made true. The more she looked at the printed paper in front of her, the more alarmed she became, without even noticing that she had torn the paper to shreds with her fingertips.

"But that's the truth..."

With his legs crossed and feeling the faint gazes coming from behind him, Miyazawa Yu grabbed Busujima Sakurako and arrogantly threatened, "Madam, if you need another portion, I have plenty more here!"

"No! It's not necessary. I believe what you say..."

Feeling like a lamb being stared at by a tiger, Fujiwara Miki didn't know what "flesh pressing" meant, but the boy in front of her undoubtedly exuded a very unsettling aura.

With this solid evidence, she felt that if she said the wrong thing, the other party's current situation could really be exposed.

As for whether she was capable of cleaning the floor, she dared not make a judgment and could only keep lowering her stance to buy time.

"Please... our family has some money, we can definitely give you the appropriate compensation!"

"Madam...didn't I already say this isn't about money?"

Maintaining his arrogant attitude, Miyazawa Yu slowly leaned down, crossed his arms, and stared at the other person with an even more intimidating gaze.

At the same time, Sakurako Busujima and Chika Fujiwara also stood up and, as agreed, walked to the two sides of the lady, forming a triangle as if to trap the person in front of them.

However, Chika's expression seemed a bit forced, since it's perfectly normal for an innocent and kind child to be completely unable to keep up with a scumbag's train of thought!

"mom……"

Anger suddenly flared in her eyes. Seeing her virtuous mother about to be bullied, Fujiwara Hiromi was instantly enraged!

No matter what those three guys were doing here, she couldn't let them run rampant in her own home...

"Madam, these things are evidence of your daughter bullying others. If they are reported in the newspapers, not only will she be ruined, but the Fujiwara family will also be disgraced."

"Gah!"

The words caught in her throat, Fujiwara Hiromi's hand, which had been pushing the door open, froze in mid-air, her eyes suddenly revealing utter terror—

Impossible! She could have kept everything she did secret, as long as her loyal girlfriends didn't betray her…

Thinking back to her unreliable friends, she suddenly realized how stupid she had been. Could they have actually kept their Line accounts? If they leaked, she'd be in big trouble!

"Everything is negotiable! What exactly do you want?"

"Madam, you wouldn't want your daughter to be disgraced, would you?"

The terrifying sound slammed into her eardrums again, and Fujiwara Hiromi was drenched in cold sweat in the middle of summer—this plot, this sentence structure, why does it all seem a little familiar?

Looking again at the burly man's proud blond hair, her throat and hands trembled involuntarily, and two lines of tears streamed down her face as she coughed uncontrollably.

However, she dared not let anyone discover her presence and could only cover her mouth with her other trembling hand!

"I...I understand. Please feel free to make any requests you may have!"

"!!!"

Her mother got up, and this time Fujiwara Hiromi didn't even dare to look at her. She hurriedly closed the door, leaned against it, and buried her head between her legs.

She didn't know why she did it; all she had to do was shout, which would have solved everything.

But the other party still has leverage over her, and if the truth comes out, her high school career will be affected, or at least be devastated.

Her life and her mother's life were constantly intertwined, and one of them would always fall into an abyss. For the first time since birth, the girl felt what it meant to feel a fear that pierced to the bone!

Chapter 278 A Genuine Scissors-Hand Punishment

"that……"

Born into a scholarly family, with elders who were all involved in politics, Fujiwara Chika blushed deeply, having never seen anything like the scene before her!

As an honorary member of the board game club and a "love guru," she is not as detached from worldly affairs as Kaguya-chan, and of course, she has also come into contact with some traditional Japanese entertainment.

Without a doubt, if the plot continues to develop, I will undoubtedly become an accomplice to the corruption of evil!

"Yu...is that enough? If it's just scary..."

"If it's a typical gentle male protagonist, then it's certainly not wrong, after all, one shouldn't harm one's family, blah blah blah~"

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Miyazawa Yu paced around the coffee table with his eyes closed, the small metal box flipping in his hands with precise muscle control.

His heart began to race, and Fujiwara Miki's breathing started to spasm involuntarily. Clearly, this lady wasn't the most traditional type; she knew a thing or two about teenage pop culture.

However, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and she was powerless to resist. She could only pray that the other person would act cool and throw the phone away, but unfortunately, this was just a fantasy.

Suddenly, her shoulder was grabbed, and Miyazawa Yuu's gentle yet magnetic voice sounded in her ear: "But I'm different. After all, I'm a complete and utter scumbag, aren't I, Madam?"

"No, no! Please forgive me..."

"Enough talk, what's with the cat's pose?"

"what……"

Fujiwara Chika watched what happened next with her eyes covered. She never imagined that humans could be so despicable. Did Miyazawa Yu have no one in the world he cared about?

Sakurako Busujima deeply sympathized with this, and as a family member of a victim, she even felt a pang of sympathy!

……

Time seemed to stand still outside the door. Fujiwara Hiromi covered her ears, not daring to hear what was happening inside, and of course, she didn't run away or pretend nothing had happened.

She didn't know how much time had passed until someone anxiously shook her shoulder, which brought her back to her senses.

Her eyes, soaked with tears, were now glued shut by dried tear stains. It took her a bit of effort to lift her eyelids and finally see the face of the flamboyant woman in front of her.

"Sister, sister?"

"What happened? Yumi, why did you start crying after sending a message out of the blue? Don't scare me!"

"cry……"

Stunned, Fujiwara Hiromi pulled her dead phone from her bosom. She didn't know what she had done in her daze. Perhaps her last shred of conscience made her call her sister.

"Yumi? Yumi! Really..."

Seeing that her younger sister seemed to have gone mad and was not saying a word, Fujiwara Tomomi frowned, muttered a curse under her breath, and looked towards her parents' room.

There's not much to say. My sister has been crying at the door for so long and my mother hasn't come out. Something must have happened to her!

Her innate temper flared up instantly. She pushed aside the silly-looking Yumi, kicked open the door, and stormed in. Then she saw a real drawing of hell...?

The mother was covering her face and sobbing quietly, while the burly man on the sofa opposite her was sitting very upright, clearly engrossed in scrolling through his phone!

Besides him, there were two other women sitting far away from him, their eyes darting around as if they were avoiding some kind of demon.

"Mom! What's going on? Breaking into the house? I'm calling the police!"

"Ah~ I guess you can only say that birds of a feather flock together. When you're in a favorable position, you rely on yourself; when you're not, you rely on the law. You're quite the player, trying to have your cake and eat it too. Please, go ahead~"

The Fujiwara family has three children: a working man, a college-aged woman, and a youngest woman who is a victim of traditional entertainment.

As the "former" designated heir of the Miyazawa family, Yu Miyazawa usually does background checks before doing anything important, so he had no pressure dealing with the strange woman who barged in.

He even waved her off, indicating that she should go ahead, and his arrogant attitude once again stung Fujiwara Tomomi's heart!

Thinking that since she was outnumbered, she would charge him with trespassing, she didn't hesitate to call the Metropolitan Police Department. However, the next second, her mother grabbed her hand.

Hello! Is there anything wrong with you?

"It's alright! The emergency call was dialed by mistake, please forgive me!"

Forcibly suppressing her sobs, Fujiwara Miki calmly brushed off the Metropolitan Police Department's questioning, then pleaded with her eldest daughter to indicate that the current issue must not be known to outsiders.

"mom???"

Completely confused about what was going on, Fujiwara Tomomi frowned deeper and deeper, instinctively feeling that something was wrong and that there seemed to be a problem at home that she couldn't solve!

But without a doubt, the root of the problem lay with the three strangers who had arrived. She shielded her mother behind her and glared fiercely at the calm trio.

However, at this moment she finally discovered a crucial problem: she seemed to know both women who had turned their heads to the side. One of them seemed to be a charming figure at the family gathering, and as for the other…

"Fujiwara Tomomi... I already had a feeling when I heard that surname. Is it a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road or a tragic fate?"

Frustrated, she tapped the wooden sofa armrest twice. Seeing an old acquaintance, Sakurako Busujima didn't stand on ceremony and generously raised her hand to greet him, "It must have been three years since we last met. I'm surprised you still remember me."

"Sakurako Busujima!!!"

This plan was practically squeezed out through gritted teeth. Fujiwara Tomomi clenched her fists, displaying the demeanor of a victim discovering their enemy, about to unleash a torrent of righteous anger.

However, if we turn back the clock three years, Sakurako Busujima would have perfectly replaced Kyoko, and even surpassed her.

In the end, Fujiwara Hiromi was just a cowardly little brat, far less dangerous than her lawless older sister. It just goes to show that the villain is the one who accuses first!

"Don't call my name so loudly, it's disgusting..."

Sakurako Busujima really didn't want to see the guy in front of her again. Her expression was as if she had seen a bug crawling on her shoe, and indeed, the two of them were a pair with both old and new grudges.

"To be honest, that vault was really dangerous. The spikes almost sliced ​​through my neck, didn't you think?"

"That was just an accident!"

Her eyes darted away instantly, especially when she saw the faint white mark on Busujima Sakurako's neck. Fujiwara Tomomi cursed inwardly and stood guard in front of her mother.

"So what's going on here! If you want revenge, come at me! What kind of skill is it to bring trouble on your family!"