Fujimigaoka High School in Tokyo is an obscure school among the many high schools in Tokyo.
Perhaps, apart from the residents living nearby, most Tokyo residents have never heard of this school, just like the vast majority of people.
But recently, this school suddenly gained fame.
Of course, this fame is only limited to the vicinity of the school.
It is said that Fujimigaoka High School has a school beauty whose appearance is astonishing, and any man who sees her will fall in love with her.
However, most people scoff at this, thinking it is just another urban legend in Tokyo.
But only the students and teachers of this high school know that this urban legend is not groundless, but real.
Because their school beauty is named Tomie Kawakami!
"Tomie."
"Look, it's Tomie!"
"..."
A young girl walked leisurely down the school corridor.
She wore a deep blue sailor uniform as dark as the night, and the scarf at her collar looked like crushed waves.
The girl's beauty was beyond imagination, like a bead of blood seeping out when a blade pressed against the Adam's apple, bewitching and dangerous.
Her features were flawless, her blood-red lips held a strand of dark hair between them, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye was like the final touch that brought a painting to life, swaying on her pale, translucent skin as her eyelashes fluttered.
Tomie walked through the crowd like this. Beneath her neatly fitted sailor uniform, her legs in black over-the-knee socks carried a cold, pearl-like luster. Every movement of hers was like that of a demoness who could bring disaster to a nation.
On both sides of the corridor, people stood dumbfounded.
Regardless of gender, their gazes followed Tomie Kawakami's movements, as if they were infatuated. Their eyes could not perceive any other color besides Tomie.
"Tomie!"
A tall, handsome, and sunny-looking high school boy stopped Tomie.
Tomie saw the man in front of her, and she gave a charming smile, a smile that stirred the heartstrings and made the man even more infatuated.
However, Tomie's words, while alluring, were tinged with coldness, aloofness, and impatience.
"Get lost. Don't block my way."
The man knelt down, holding up an envelope in his hand, and said excitedly, "Tomie, this is my living allowance. I'll give it all to you, so please just say a few words to me."
Tomie raised her slender, fair hand, leisurely took the envelope, and opened it.
Seeing the Fukuzawa Yukichi bills inside, her expression first showed delight, followed immediately by a gloomy face, and she said discontentedly, "Only thirty thousand?"
"Tomie, I, I'm just a student. I don't have that much money, but please don't worry. I will work hard to get more money, as long as Tomie can spare me another glance."
Seeing the man's deranged appearance, Tomie's smile suddenly became as bright as a spring breeze.
"Alright. Since you're working so hard, I should praise you properly then."
The nearby students were all whispering.
However, their words were not mockery of the man kneeling on the ground, but rather full of envy and jealousy.
"As expected of Yoshikawa, our school's heartthrob and the captain of the basketball team. He can actually say so many words to Tomie."
"As long as you give Tomie money, Tomie will also be willing to talk to you."
"R-really? Tomie is so kind, she'll talk to me just for money? I still have some New Year's money. I, I'll take it all out!"
Tomie ignored the students' words around her, took a step, and prepared to leave.
Yoshikawa stopped her again and pleaded, "Tomie, please, please grant me one request."
"Tell me what it is."
Tomie's enchanting eyebrows furrowed. After getting the money, she immediately became impatient again.
"Tomie, please, considering I've contributed a total of one hundred thousand yen to you, let me hold your hand!"
Yoshikawa looked at Tomie with fanatical eyes, and saliva dripped from his mouth.
Tomie glanced at him in annoyance.
"A mere hundred thousand yen is not enough for you to touch me. No, if it's you, even if you give me a million yen, I won't allow you to touch me."
"Talking to you for a few words should be enough for you. Don't be insatiable."
This man could not satisfy her vanity.
Even if he was the school's heartthrob and the object of affection for many girls in this school, he still did not have the qualification.
She was different from the past now. Even if she looked for a boyfriend, she would find the most excellent one.
All men would fall in love with her. She possessed such confidence.
The nearby students were all verbally attacking Yoshikawa.
"Yoshikawa, Tomie has already spoken to you, why aren't you satisfied? Don't push your luck!"
"Exactly, Tomie has already spoken to you. We don't even have the right to talk to Tomie."
"Truly ungrateful."
The anger of so many people made Yoshikawa shrink his neck and feel afraid.
He quickly put on a flattering smile.
"Tomie is right."
Tomie ignored Yoshikawa and walked past him, her soft, swaying waist captivating countless men and women.
Looking at Tomie's back, a sudden impulse surged in Yoshikawa's heart.
I really, really want to kill Tomie.
I want to cut Tomie into pieces, cut off her hands, and keep each part by my side forever.
At this moment, many people, just like Yoshikawa, also had the same thought.
That violent, murderous desire to kill Tomie, dismember her, and cut off a piece of her flesh to keep by their side forever, almost drove people mad.
Some girls admired Tomie, while others were jealous of her.
"Pah, that little bitch. She's just a tramp who only knows how to seduce people everywhere."
"Exactly. Look at the jewelry she's wearing and the bag she's carrying. They were all bought for her by others."
"Heh, she acts all proud and pure at school, but outside, she must be relying on others for favors."
"This woman brings shame to our school and disgraces us. She should really be killed so she won't pollute society anymore."
"It would be best to cut her into pieces and throw her into the deep mountains and old forests, so she won't go around deceiving people anymore."
The girls' gazes gradually darkened, and the same murderous desire brewed in their hearts.
Tomie did not know what the male and female students in the school were thinking.
She changed her shoes at the school entrance and happily left the school carrying her Chanel bag.
After leaving the school gate, Tomie took out the latest model Apple phone that had just been released and scrolled through Twitter.
Soon, her gaze fell on a photo on Twitter.
"Fujiwara Toru... the heir of the Fujiwara family, and he's so handsome, rich, and powerful. Compared to someone like Yoshikawa, only a man like this is worthy of me!"
"Hmm, if it's this man, he's qualified to take my hand. No, let's give him more chances. If he's willing to offer more money, I'll allow him to get a little closer."
Tomie's small tongue licked her blood-red lips, like a venomous snake flicking its forked tongue, like a blooming poppy.
(To be continued.)