The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"However, if Nojima were transported to a primitive tribe, she might actually become the chief's favorite concubine because of her white skin!"

"That's it!"

Nodding in deep agreement, Kenta Fujiwara, taking advantage of his low profile, had already unhesitatingly placed himself at the back of the line for the blue-haired magical girl, before finally flashing a healthy smile and giving a thumbs up.

"Oh! You bastard, you actually jumped the gun!"

"Damn it! Quickly seize a favorable position!"

"well!"

They instantly scattered to the back of all the teams, and in the end, only Nojima chose the pink-haired magical girl who looked difficult to deal with.

The remaining Yamamoto and Mitarai are particularly fond of blond hair, since blue hair is just too peaceful; if they were to marry, their children would probably starve!

"Damn it, these guys actually came! What do we do, Iori!?"

"Calm down! Yuu..."

A crisis suddenly struck. Kitahara Iori knew that even without three of them, the remaining members of the scum group were still a force to be reckoned with.

Not to mention that they are currently the weaker party in women's clothing. If they are not careful and are recognized, not only will the scum group be replaced, but the remaining girls will also be instantly turned into hostile units!

Now they must brainstorm and work together to overcome this difficult time...

"Haha~ That's right, you have to come to the next concert too!"

"Yu!!!"

Looking at Yu, who had completely ingrained the pimping skills into his genes and was utterly immersed in the role, Kitahara Iori could only throw his staff across the railing.

"Ouch, that hurts! Where did this scoundrel come from... a bad guy who just throws things around like that!"

Having exited the money-making pimping model, Miyazawa Yu's dormant soul regained control of his body, and then he saw Iori frantically signing signs at him.

"I...dive...smile like an idiot...slit my throat?"

Tilting his head, Miyazawa Yu watched as Iori seemed to be frantically shaking her breasts in a fit of anger, and a huge question mark rose in his mind.

However, the sound that rang in his ears the next second made him realize what Iori's chaotic gestures meant!

"Good evening, my beautiful lady. It is an honor for Nojima Gen to meet with you face to face!"

"..."

Looking at the seemingly elegant but actually utterly perverted guy kneeling on one knee in front of him, Miyazawa Yu took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to kill Nojima on the spot.

You, there's a scumbag coming next who might die! Is that what it means? Iori's sign language is terrible!

"incredible!"

"That guy Nojima actually used his perverted nature to force other girls out of line. He's so brutal!"

Thankfully, Nojima didn't take a liking to them. Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei both breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Yu's face darken instantly.

If Yamamoto is a perpetual virgin and poses no threat in the scumbag group, and Mitarai is easy to handle because he has a killer girlfriend, then Nojima is the most unrestrained and eccentric character who exudes the aura of a scumbag!

His unique aesthetic sense and narcissistic tendencies are difficult for even his companions to fully accept, let alone the girls he clings to!

"Hmm? What's wrong, beautiful lady? Why aren't you responding?"

With a deep gesture, he reached out his hand. Seeing that the magical girl Momijima didn't respond for a while, Nojima looked up and asked earnestly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just..."

He quickly put on a professional fake smile, his eyelids twitching as he tightened his collar, which had been rumpled by the girl, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to get Nojima out of his sight.

If I let him stay any longer, I'm afraid I really won't be able to control my arm muscles and throw a heavy punch!

By the way! What about faking illness? Most people would politely leave if a girl is unwell but still working while sick, right?

"Actually, I wasn't feeling well, so my reaction time was a bit slow..."

Without any psychological burden of lying, and with her face turning black with fright, Miyazawa Yu took the opportunity to lower her voice again, creating the impression of being weak and suffering from illness.

"What! Such a thing actually happened!"

Mistaking feigned weakness for outstanding effect, Nojima was instantly horrified. He pressed his hand to his chest anxiously, his expression turning extremely pained.

"Then how about I rub your back?"

"unnecessary!!!"

"...He's a complete scumbag!"

With their beady eyes seemingly seeing the end of the scumbag, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei exchanged a glance, their smiles gradually turning wicked—

There's probably no one in this world more despicable than Nojima. He makes Yu suffer while he watches from the sidelines, gaining enough experience in the process.

Dealing with Yamamoto and his men will probably be much easier!

As for Yu...

Amen! x2

Chapter 201 Where Scum Should Go

After being speechless for a while, Hong Wen never expected that Nojima not only had no dignity, but also no conscience at all!

Miyazawa Yu could only accept her bad luck, and with her hands forming a huge X in front of her chest, she regretted it on the spot.

"Haha, I suddenly feel refreshed! My body is probably fine!"

"Is that so? What a pity, my back-patting skills are second to none!"

"..."

Staring speechlessly at Nojima's self-praising antics, Miyazawa Yu's eyes showed disdain, but he gradually lowered his guard.

Judging from his continued rambling, how come he didn't notice anything unusual at all?

Senior Zi's makeup skills are amazing! She even managed to fool the scumbags with their incredible telepathic abilities. I'll definitely give her a good reward when we get back.

That being the case...

"Um, if you're done, you can go now. There are other people in line behind you."

Smiling and gesturing to the side, Miyazawa Yu's tone hardened—since Nojima hadn't noticed anything amiss, it was the perfect opportunity to get rid of him.

It's a real mistake that the inexperienced school didn't schedule a meeting time for the handshake event. It seems they didn't consider the possibility of encountering a pervert at all!

"Eh? Is that so?"

Embarrassed, Nojima Gen scratched the back of his head, then turned to the young woman behind him and gave her what he considered a gentlemanly, but was actually extremely lewd, smile.

"Excuse me, could you please wait a moment?"

"Hey! You can stay as long as you want. If it gets in your way, we can leave now!"

"Uh-huh!"

Goosebumps rose all over her body. The Qinghai Women's University student, who had never seen much of the world, took a half step back, covered her mouth, and was so terrified that she burst into tears.

To be honest, she found it difficult to describe in words what kind of creature she had seen.

If I had to describe Nojima, he would be a male peacock whose pubic hair has been completely plucked, yet he shamelessly insists on exposing his cloaca to display his plumage!

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that Magical Girl Momiji is really pretty and approachable, they would have disappeared long ago!

"Arigato! That's how magical girls are, and these cute girls have no objections!"

"is that so?!"

"Yes, beautiful lady! May I have the honor of holding your hand?"

"..."

If he were in a male state, Miyazawa Yu would certainly not care.

Although they didn't like each other, Nojima was still considered a brother, so shaking hands was perfectly normal.

But all of this is based on the premise that the latter has no bad intentions!

The thought that this guy was fantasizing about marrying him made him want to crush every bone in Nojima's body, let alone shake hands with him!

But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head...

"Of course... you can!"

"Hero!"

"That Nojima guy, he definitely did it all before he came, didn't he?!"

Staring in disbelief as Yu reached out and shook hands with Nojima, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei were so surprised that they lost their balance and pinched the young lady hard.

"Yeah~!"

"Sorry, sorry! I just saw Tao Hong..."

The pained cry beside her ear jolted her back to reality, and Iori quickly apologized to the girl in front of her, who sighed understandingly.

"It's okay, you guys must have a tough time too, sometimes you encounter all sorts of perverts..."

"That's it!"

It struck a nerve, and Kitahara Iori almost burst into tears.

What a wonderful girl! She even took the initiative to care about the three Pab scoundrels who were forced to work. It seems that having bigger breasts really does mean having a bigger heart!

"Well, you must be tired, sister over there. If you run into any trouble, remember to ask the campus police for help!"

"Hmm! Ouch... Campus police?"

Suddenly realizing something, Iori looked up at the handshake event and discovered that although the school had not arranged a detailed procedure for the handshake event, at least campus police were on site!

But if we directly report these scumbags who yearn for women's colleges, won't they be sent out of school?

Putting ourselves in their shoes, isn't this a bit too cruel?

"Mmm—! Miss Peach Blossom's hands are so soft! And she smells so good, it's the pure Lancôme Miracle scent!"

"Really? I don't pay much attention to perfume brands~"

On the other side, with Nojima's words, Miyazawa Yu was startled, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Judging someone's perfume scent on the first meeting is a major taboo in blind dates and even in general interpersonal relationships!

Even if you're already very familiar with a girl, it's best not to bring it up directly if you notice she's changed her shampoo or shower gel. Otherwise, she'll definitely think you're a pervert who's sniffing and spying on her private life!

Of course! The current situation is not like the above. More than his private life, Miyazawa Yu is afraid that Nojima will smell a familiar scent on him!

"But your expertise in perfume appreciation is truly remarkable, haha..."

"Oh, not at all~ It's not just the Lancôme scent, the Miss Peach mouthwash tastes amazing too!"

Damn it! Not only did it not hint at rejection, it actually made this beast even more excited!

Sure enough, just as Miyazawa Yu was inwardly groaning, Nojima Gen said the last thing he wanted to hear—

"But...why does it also have the smell of the Water of Life mixed in? It tastes like those three scumbags?"

"Huh? Really? It must have gotten from when we shook hands just now, right?"

"I see~ That makes it less surprising!"

Laughing and patting his chest, Nojima Gen, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, laughed and warned, "You'd better be careful if you run into them again! They're all very dangerous people!"

"Ok?"

Upon noticing the element, Miyazawa Yu's feigned composure faltered, and the muscles on his face twitched twice, revealing a subtle suspicion and anger.

Would these guys risk ruining my reputation? Or rather, what kind of image do they have of me? These are questions worth pondering!

"So what exactly does this scumbag you're talking about look like? I'm so curious!"

"Let me tell you, those guys usually dress like half-O! Especially that guy named Yu, he's not only a scumbag, he also loves to show off his pecs, he's a complete scumbag!"

"So this is ah……"

Veins stretched from his neck all the way to his eyes. Miyazawa Yu's eyes were black and white reversed, and the terrifying black aura emanating from him surged in layers, even blowing up the hem of Iori's skirt next to him.

So that's how it is. In these guys' eyes, I'm just a big guy who can only make weird noises? Interesting!

Squinting, he mimicked his mother to hide his innate abnormality, feigning distress and squeezing out two tears: "It's really scary! What should I do if I encounter something like this?"

"It's okay, as a man I will protect you from any harm!"

A glint of light flashed in Nojima Gen's eyes—a frightened girl, a terrifying enemy—wasn't this the perfect opportunity to show off his masculinity and win over the girl?