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"Call the police! If you hit me again, I'm calling the police!"
Hearing the blonde man's terrified shouts, Juju was instantly speechless.
You, a delinquent who takes advantage of men and women, actually have the nerve to say something like calling the police?
You've got your identity wrong, haven't you?
"Um…" Yoshida Saki felt a little unbearable, pulling Juju's sleeve and whispering, "Don't hit him anymore, he didn't do anything to me."
She didn't know Amamiya Natsuki, so she only dared to speak softly to Juju.
Komi, on the other hand, pursed her pink lips and didn't plead for him. Although she was kind, she wasn't foolish. She had even secretly looked at a certain book with Juju and clearly knew that inviting someone to sing at a KTV definitely had ill intentions.
Some people with evil hearts could no longer be called human; they could only be described as scum.
"Calling the police, huh?" Amamiya Natsuki smiled, "Alright."
The blonde man's expression changed slightly. He took out his phone and said with a false bravado:
"I'm really calling the police. You don't want to have a criminal record of being in a police station on your file, do you?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked down: "I'm waiting. Call the police quickly."
"…"
Seeing that the guy wasn't making a move, Amamiya Natsuki turned around, waved to the three girls, and said:
"Juju, you call the police."
"Eh?" Juju was startled, hesitating, "Do we really need to call the police?"
Amamiya Natsuki calmly said:
"That guy just put his hand on my shoulder. I saw a lot of needle marks on his wrist."
Juju frowned slightly: "Needle marks?"
Amamiya Natsuki said expressionlessly:
"He's on drugs."
The blonde man's face changed: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Amamiya Natsuki calmly said:
"Then let the police come and conduct a drug test."
"…"
The blonde man immediately fell silent.
Seeing this scene, the three girls all frowned.
In Japan, anti-drug campaigns are held every semester in primary and secondary schools. Everyone knows how terrible drugs are, and the sentence starts at least one year. If there are also selling activities, it's three years or more.
A delinquent like this would most likely be involved in selling, which is why he didn't dare to call the police.
"I'm calling the police."
Juju took out her phone, about to call the police.
There was no need to show any sympathy or pity for scum like him.
"Wait a moment." Amamiya Natsuki held Juju back, looking at the blonde man who couldn't get up from the ground, "As long as you tell me what you wanted to do to Yoshida, I can give you a chance and not let Juju call the police."
The blonde man clutched his stomach, feeling as if his ribs were broken. While gasping for air, he said:
"I just wanted to invite her to sing…"
Amamiya Natsuki said expressionlessly:
"Tell the truth."
Looking at Amamiya Natsuki's calm gaze, the blonde man opened his mouth and subconsciously blurted out his true intentions:
"I wanted to take her to KTV, directly… and then make her earn money to support me…"
Hearing this, the braided glasses girl's face instantly lost all color. She felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand steady.
She had originally thought it was just a normal pick-up, but she never expected it to be a bottomless abyss of eternal damnation.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Amamiya Natsuki with gratitude.
"You really are scum." Amamiya Natsuki sighed, "Compared to you, I'm clearly a good person."
"Hmph."
Juju crossed her arms over her chest and, hearing this, lightly snorted, giving him a charming glare.
A harem scum who wants to date everyone and says "I like them all" is only slightly better than a scumbag.
Amamiya Natsuki took out his phone and dialed:
"Hello, I want to report a crime. The location is…"
The blonde man was both shocked and scared: "You lied to me!"
Amamiya Natsuki raised his leg and kicked him again, saying unhurriedly:
"I only promised not to let Juju call the police, I didn't say I wouldn't call the police myself."
If gambling addicts still have a chance to repent, drug addicts are 100% impossible to quit. Every single one of them should be sent to prison to prevent them from harming others.
Don't touch gambling, prostitution, or drugs at all. Never overestimate your willpower.
The rest was simple.
After calling the police, a police car arrived shortly after.
Amamiya Natsuki explained the situation, and the police directly took the blonde man away.
Knowing he couldn't escape, the guy kept biting back before being taken away by the police, insisting on pinning a charge of intentional injury on Amamiya Natsuki.
Unfortunately, he forgot that this was a capitalist society, and some people could completely transcend the law.
Amamiya Natsuki took out his phone and called Hayasaka Ai, briefly explaining the situation.
"Senpai, leave it to me."
Hayasaka Ai's tone was relaxed.
As Shinomiya's personal maid, Hayasaka's capabilities were actually greater than many imagined.
In just a few minutes, a police officer came to Amamiya Natsuki, bowed and apologized, not even needing to take a statement, and the matter was directly resolved.
Watching the police car drive away, Yoshida Saki finally came back to her senses, feeling inexplicably as if her life had been reborn. She bowed ninety degrees and said:
"Thank you all…"
Amamiya Natsuki casually said:
"When thanking someone, you should show…"
Poke—
Someone gently poked him in the waist.
Amamiya Natsuki thought it was Juju, but when he turned to look, it was timid girl.
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki turn around, Komi frantically tried to pull her hand back.
But she was a step too slow.
Amamiya Natsuki, quick as a flash, grasped Komi's soft hand in his own.
The girl's skin was delicate and smooth, exceptionally comfortable to hold.
"No, don't…"
Komi's pretty face quickly flushed red, and she protested softly and pitifully.
Amamiya Natsuki said righteously:
"Is there a problem with me holding my girlfriend's hand?"
"I'm not your girlfriend…"
Steam rose from Komi's head as she softly retorted.
"You didn't say anything before, it's too late to deny it now." Amamiya Natsuki squeezed timid girl's fingers, "It's summer, how is your hand so cold?"
"I don't know…"
"Hmph!"
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki bullying her, Juju couldn't help but lightly snort. She didn't immediately go to rescue her, but instead pulled Yoshida Saki aside and started talking.
"Yoshida, don't agree to everything people say in the future. Some guys are just scum." Juju earnestly warned, "Don't be deceived."
"I understand."
Yoshida Saki nodded seriously, clearly still shaken.
Juju continued:
"After school tomorrow afternoon, no matter what those delinquent girls say, don't agree. We'll help you solve it."
"Eh, but…"
"It's okay." Juju was full of confidence, "Just leave it to Natsuki."
Yoshida Saki pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask softly:
"Qian… why are you helping me?"
"Because I don't want to see a tragedy repeat itself."
"…"
After finishing her conversation with Yoshida Saki, Juju walked over, huffing, "How long are you going to keep bullying Shoko?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Amamiya Natsuki said without changing his expression, "I'm just helping Shoko paste a skill."
Komi's pretty face was flushed. Seeing Juju approach, she started to struggle again, but couldn't break free. She could only lower her head and look at her toes with a red face, continuing to play ostrich.
"Pah!"
Juju lightly spat, her eyes filled with disdain, "Yoshida said she wanted to treat us to something to eat, I refused. We'll eat tomorrow. We can go home now… Eh, wait a moment."
Juju stood on her tiptoes, looking over Amamiya Natsuki's shoulder: "What's on your shoulder?"
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head and saw a bloodstain: "It should be a blood spot that got on me accidentally just now."
"So dirty." Juju immediately frowned, "That guy actually did drugs. Who knows how dirty his blood is? Hurry up and take off your clothes!"
Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly:
"How will I go back if I take them off?"
"Go to my house first." Juju said decisively, "My house is nearby. We need to wash the clothes quickly."
"Wait a moment." Amamiya Natsuki said, "I'm going to the bookstore."
"Why go to the bookstore?"
"To buy books, of course."
"…"
Amamiya Natsuki walked into the bookstore. The cashier girl clearly shrank her neck, lowering her head, not daring to look at anyone. She had obviously seen the police car roaring by just now.
After buying the Ci Xiao Gui manga, Amamiya Natsuki went to the counter to pay.
The cashier girl didn't even dare to ask his age and quickly lowered her head to process the payment.
Amamiya Natsuki walked out of the bookstore with the manga in his hand.
Juju looked at him with disdain:
"Lewd!"
"..."
They walked in silence.
In just a few minutes, the three of them arrived at Juju's home.
This was a rather high-end apartment building, quite expensive—in Japan, only poor people lived in detached houses; the wealthy lived in high-end apartment buildings.
Juju's previous cosplay outfits and props were always exquisitely made, so she was undoubtedly a wealthy young woman herself.
"I'm home."
Juju pushed the door open and entered the house, then turned to look at Amamiya Natsuki, "Quickly take off your clothes."
"Mm."
Amamiya Natsuki took off his jacket and handed it to Juju.
"Take off the clothes underneath too," Juju urged, "Who knows if they got dirty? Let's wash them all together."
"So troublesome…"
"Urusai! Hurry up and take them off!"
"..."
Facing the demanding Juju, Amamiya Natsuki had no choice but to unbutton his shirt.
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki's abs, Komi's pretty face flushed, and she fled in a panic:
"I, I'm going to the bathroom."
After taking off his upper garment, Amamiya Natsuki looked at Juju: "Do I need to take off my pants?"
"Pah!" Juju looked at him with disdain, "Of course not!"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"Maybe some blood splattered on them too. That blond guy splattered quite a bit of blood."
"Possibly…"
Juju furrowed her small brows and squatted down to carefully inspect his pants.
A moment later.
"It's hard to see on black pants," Juju hesitated for a few seconds, "Still, take them off. We'll wash them together."
"Yes."
"Idiot, idiot, idiot, don't take off your innermost shorts!"
"..."
After Amamiya Natsuki finished taking off his clothes, Juju ran into the room with a thud, came out with a shirt, and said:
"These are clothes Mom bought for Dad, they haven't been worn yet. You can wear these while your clothes are being washed."
After speaking, Juju hugged the dirty clothes and went to the washing machine, her small brows furrowed:
"Never mind, I won't use the washing machine at home. I'll go to the self-service laundry room… The laundry room is downstairs, I'll be back very quickly. Don't take advantage of Shoko, or you'll be dead."
Amamiya Natsuki raised his right hand: "I promise."
"Hmph."
Juju quickly went downstairs with the clothes.
A moment later.
The bathroom door was pulled open, and Komi walked out. Seeing Amamiya Natsuki change into a shirt, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and quietly asked:
"Eh, where's Juju?"
Amamiya Natsuki replied: "She didn't trust the washing machine here, so she went to the laundry room downstairs."
"Oh."
The timid girl responded, then quietly tried to back away, preparing to hide back in the bathroom.
"Shoko, come here." Amamiya Natsuki beckoned.
Komi quickly shook her head.
"I won't take advantage of you," Amamiya Natsuki promised, "Come here to test a skill."
Komi hesitated and quietly asked: "What skill?"
"Of course, it's the transformation skill."
Now that she even dared to kiss his foot, there was no problem with trying out the transformation skill. It was just a few minutes of transformation, not permanent.
Komi hesitantly walked over. Seeing that Amamiya Natsuki really wasn't bullying her, she finally relaxed.
Touching the timid girl, copying her information, Amamiya Natsuki quickly used the transformation skill.
This was his first time using this skill. He now realized that he could choose either complete Imitation, where both the person and clothes changed, or normal Imitation, where only the body transformed and the clothes remained unchanged. The difference was that normal Imitation had a longer transformation time, while the duration of complete transformation would be correspondingly shorter.
In addition, during the transformation, he could end the skill at any time, which was quite convenient to use.
The restriction was that he could not be injured in the transformed state; once he was hurt, he would revert to his original appearance.
Under Komi's curious gaze, Amamiya Natsuki silently used the transformation skill.
The next moment.
A faint light flashed, and Amamiya Natsuki only felt a subtle change in his body. The shirt, which had been a bit small just now, suddenly became loose.
"So amazing."
Komi's eyes widened as she looked at Amamiya Natsuki, who was identical to her, and gasped softly.
"It feels… a bit strange."
Amamiya Natsuki had chosen normal transformation, so he was still wearing a shirt and shorts, which was quite cool.
The transformation skill did not affect his personality. Amamiya Natsuki was still himself, feeling no discomfort whatsoever. He lowered his head to look at the graceful curve on the shirt and subconsciously reached out to pinch it.
To be honest, he felt nothing.
It was like tickling himself; he couldn't genuinely laugh when he tickled himself, it was just very ordinary.
"Mm…"
Komi moved her pink lips, swallowing the words she was about to say.
Natsuki was touching himself, there seemed to be no reason to stop him…
But the next moment, the timid girl's sense of shame surged.
Amamiya Natsuki actually tugged at the collar and looked down inside.
"Don't, don't look…!"
The timid girl let out a shamed whimper and quickly stepped forward, grabbing Amamiya Natsuki's arm.
Amamiya Natsuki said self-righteously:
"Can't I even look at myself?"
"No!"
Komi shook her head quickly.
Although it wasn't her own body, it was her body. It was too shameful no matter how she thought about it!
"Alright." Amamiya Natsuki reluctantly promised, "I won't pull at the collar anymore."
Komi breathed a sigh of relief and then released his arm.
Then she saw Amamiya Natsuki lower his head, preparing to take off his shorts.
"Wahhh—"
Steam erupted from the timid girl's head, her shame instantly exploding. She hugged Amamiya Natsuki tightly, "No!"
"This isn't allowed, that isn't allowed, you're making it difficult for me," Amamiya Natsuki said, "Unless you agree to one request of mine."
"What request?"
"You have to let me kiss you back."
"Eh, eh, eh?"
The timid girl's eyes widened blankly, and steam rapidly poured out from the top of her head.
Amamiya Natsuki, having exhausted his arguments, sighed faintly: "From childhood to now, I've never been secretly kissed by a girl. You're the first. Do you know how much spiritual damage it causes a boy to be secretly kissed in a dungeon?"
Komi: "…"
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