"You are?"
Hayato turned to look at the small boy standing in front of him.
Fortunately, the small boy ran over, rather than appearing out of thin air.
Otherwise, it would have been troublesome.
The boy had a rather delicate appearance, but he was quite short, looking like an elementary school… No, considering that boys develop later, he should be a middle schooler.
The small boy's eyes were clear, looking up at Hayato, sparkling with adoration.
But he quickly shook his head and said:
"It's bad, Xiao Lin Older Brother, someone wants to ruin your reputation!!"
He shouted very loudly.
Although the three-way conference was mostly over, there weren't many parents or students in the hallway now, but these few still cast curious glances this way.
The parents who weren't very familiar with Hayato even twitched their lips, thinking, "It's you again, kid."
Hayato also felt a bit numb.
Honestly, he really disliked children… Although middle schoolers couldn't really be classified as "children," this boy in front of him looked too childish. Hayato always judged by appearance, so he categorized him as a "naughty brat."
But no matter how much he disliked him, what the boy said was enough to attract Hayato's attention.
Hayato looked around and then squatted down.
"Follow me."
After saying that, he quickly led the inexplicably appearing small boy to the corner of the stairs.
It was very quiet here.
Hayato leaned his back against the wall, looking down at the small boy.
"You are?"
"...Oh, right, Xiao Lin Older Brother, you still don't know my name. My name is Mizuno Lian, and I'm a middle school student from a certain country... Someone is going to harm you!" His emotions were very agitated, and he spoke almost shouting.
Hayato told him to shut up. He didn't want others to think he was talking about strange things with a brat again.
...But, 'harm him'?
Hayato thought for a moment if he had offended anyone.
But he quickly gave up thinking... The people he had offended were truly countless.
As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?
"Who?" Hayato asked, crossing his arms.
"Shota!" Mizuno Lian said again.
"Who is that person?" Hayato asked.
"He was originally in the same class as me, but then he transferred to Class B. That guy is insidious and cunning, accustomed to using tricks and underhanded methods. He once got our school's top boss expelled under extremely unfavorable circumstances!" Mizuno Lian said anxiously.
"...Middle school student?" Hayato asked.
"Ah? Yes." Mizuno Lian nodded and said.
"..." Hayato's fingers, crossed over his chest, trembled slightly as they tapped his arm.
...
Shota.
His nickname was "Little Brat Shota."
A second-year middle school student from a certain country.
The nickname "Little Brat" was used to describe his age and height.
Shota was not annoyed when others called him that.
Because he was indeed young, and much shorter than his peers. Some might even believe him if you said he was a fifth-grader, no, a fourth-grader.
Every time someone condescendingly called him "Little Brat," he even felt a sense of pride.
Because these "male animals" who looked tall and strong truly understood nothing.
Did they think being tall was impressive? Did they think being a bit older meant they could dominate this society?
Especially when those early developers among his peers mocked Shota with their height.
Shota found it even more ridiculous.
They, ah, always thought they would be popular if they grew taller.
Even if they couldn't find a girlfriend in middle school, they could in high school.
If they still couldn't find a girlfriend in high school, they could in college.
But, alas, pathetic males, you must understand that people who lack appeal to women will never have it, no matter where they go or what age they reach.
Shota dared to say this because his "appeal to women" was "extremely good."
And unlike those males who only knew how to amuse girls their own age, Shota's targets were always more mature types.
They could be tired urban office ladies, gentle kindergarten teachers, or... lonely wives left alone.
And all of this was thanks to his height and youthful appearance...
Women...
No, not just women, humans seem to have an innate preference for children. No matter what a child does, they can be acquitted with the excuse, "They're just a child, let it go."
And Shota also benefited from this, always able to easily approach those "female prey"...
Shota also had a unique advantage. Although he was called "Little Brat," he was definitely not a "Little Turtle."
In this regard, he was much more precocious than his peers, so he could linger around females, and if he was lucky, he could even have in-depth exchanges with them.
The taste of a virtuous woman... *slurp*, was something those greenhorns could never compare to.
But doing such things too often would inevitably lead to mistakes.
Just like last time, when he was learning English with a certain immoral wife in a room, her husband suddenly came home and swore he would kill him.
Fortunately, a benefactor helped him, and the dispute was finally resolved.
And this benefactor, Shota still didn't know his name or his true background, only referring to him by a nickname.
The main reason he, a middle school student, was currently wandering around Baiqiu High School was because of that "benefactor."
"Shota..."
A boy behind him—to call him a "boy" was more fitting given his age, rather than "male student"—spoke with some unease: "Are we really going to be okay?"
"Don't worry."
Shota clicked his tongue.
Compared to him, these middle school students were too... like normal people, too childish in their minds. Just stepping into the high school campus was enough to scare them.
"...But I heard that 'Hayato,' the one we're dealing with, is quite famous at Shiraki High School... He seems to be the 'boss,' you know."
"So what?"
Shota sneered, "Even if he's the 'boss,' he's just a school delinquent's boss. Sunglasses Bro is involved in the underworld!"
Sunglasses Bro was the nickname of that "benefactor," because he wore sunglasses all Four Seasons... Even on a dark, sunless night, he would wear them.
"But..." The boy still wanted to say something.
Along with the others, they all had something stuck in their throats.
"If you want to do it, do it. If not, leave." Shota said coldly, and after speaking, he added in a seductive tone: "Sunglasses Bro and his subordinates have an incredible 'club'... If you leave now, you won't have a chance to see it later, you know."
The middle school boys looked at each other.
They, of course, knew what this "incredible" referred to.
This kind of thrill was fatally attractive to them, who had just entered puberty.
So, with a gritted tooth and a stomp of the foot.
I'll do this job!
Little Brat Shota was quite disdainful.
He was originally unwilling to associate with these childish people, but he couldn't do this task alone, so he had to use both carrot and stick, comforting them after threatening them.
"Don't worry, let Mizuno lure Hayato over, and then we can proceed according to the plan... Then, hehe." He smiled coldly, revealing a cruel expression unbefitting a middle schooler his age.
"...But," the person raised his hand again like a student and said, "Shota, what are we doing now?"
Mizuno wasn't there now, but they were crouching in a corridor at Shiraki High School, seemingly carefully peeking at something.
Shota became even more annoyed. He glared hatefully at the talkative boy.
"Was what I said yesterday not clear enough!?"
The boy was clearly intimidated by Shota's authority. He immediately Shrink his neck and whispered, "B-but this has nothing to do with Hayato, right? We should avoid unnecessary trouble..."
"What do you know?" Shota thought for a moment and said, "...No, you don't even know anything. Fun! Fun! Fun is the most important thing!!"
Then he shut up and silently looked at the other end of the corridor.
"Fun" appeared.
It was a woman.
A mature and voluptuous woman.
She had luxurious blonde hair, wore a dark red suit jacket, and her chest outlined a surging curve.
Her lower body consisted of a bodycon skirt and high heels...
And, high stockings!!
It was high stockings!
Shota gulped several times, staring at those full, straight legs.
He knew... or rather, he had investigated this woman. Her name was Kurashiki Reika, and she was the PTA Chairman of this school.
The first time he snuck into this school to investigate Hayato, Shota had accidentally seen the latter with this woman.
Shota immediately... fell in love with this woman at first sight.
After ensuring he hadn't been discovered by Hayato, Shota thought that, according to common practice, he should go and get close to Kurashiki Reika.
But after much thought, he gave up on this idea.
Because he wanted his subordinate to test her out in front of her, and after getting the result, he was asked coldly:
"Are you a middle school student? Then what are you doing at Shiraki? Get out quickly!"
Not every mature woman would fall for the "little brother" act.
So, he came up with a brilliant plan.
"It's your turn." Shota patted the shoulder of another person beside him, revealing a sharp smile: "Don't worry, if I get a piece of meat, you'll get some soup... With an auntie like that, there probably won't be a shortage of soup, you know."
The boy nodded,
Then, with a rather reckless posture, he rushed to Kurashiki Reika's front.
Perhaps because it was his first time implementing such a plan, the boy not only stammered a bit but also stumbled in his steps, almost falling in front of Kurashiki Reika.
Kurashiki Reika raised an eyebrow in displeasure.
"Y-you are Ms. Reika, right?"
"...Hmm? Which class are you from?" Kurashiki Reika's inquiry was devoid of any warmth.
The boy didn't answer.
He lifted his clothes, revealing the skin underneath.
One bruise after another, and another.
"This was caused by Kurashiki Reina," the boy said.
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