"Waaaaah! I'm so touched! Waaaaah!"
Mikan Tsutsuki, watching the Hope Anime produced by Ryota Mitarai, couldn't help but burst into tears.
Even Otosaka Souji was moved and couldn't help but get teary-eyed.
Even with a sob in his voice, Otosaka Souji couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"This animation is truly touching!"
Enoshima Junko, who was also watching the anime, didn't get absorbed in it this time. Instead, she started using her super analytical abilities to analyze the anime.
Analyze all kinds of intelligence in an instant.
Junko Enoshima widened her pupils unusually, then her eyeballs moved rapidly and erratically, as if she were quickly analyzing and interpreting the Hope Animation created by Ryota Mitarai.
Junko Enoshima's intelligent gaze, though a little unsettling, was also filled with an unusual beauty.
"Heh, I see."
Junko Enoshima smiled slightly, raising the corners of her mouth.
"By the way, what time is it now?"
Junko Enoshima turned her head and looked at the writhing Warblade Corpse on the floor, asking a question.
"Uh, it's 6:50 now."
"Oh no, it's already time."
Junko Enoshima first stroked her chin in thought, then took out a bottle of pink perfume, sprayed it on her neck and body, and continued speaking.
"But your bad breath is really awful! Are you trying to kill me?"
Still lying on the floor, unable to stand up, Zhanren Mukuro was immediately stunned.
Because at this moment, Mukuro Ikusa was still five meters away from Junko Enoshima!
Zhanren Mukuro never expected that even in his current state, he would still be disliked by Xiaojunzi.
At that moment, Junko Enoshima moved closer to Mikan Tsumiki and said something.
"How about it, Tsurugi-kun? How about I be your body pillow or mousepad from now on? I'll take good care of you!"
"Eh!!!"
Mikan Tsurugi never expected Junko Enoshima to be so bold.
Immediately afterwards, Junko Enoshima placed her devilish hand on Mikan Tsumiki's chest and gently squeezed it.
This action caused Mikan Tsurugi to react as if a steam engine had been activated, her face turning completely red and steam rising from her head.
Mikan Tsurugi spoke incoherently and stammered.
"You...you...you...you're too big...too daring!"
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Seeing Mikan Tsumiki's overreaction, Junko Enoshima released her hand and then spoke.
"You don't want to? Then forget it."
Then, Junko Enoshima turned to Souji Otosaka, a happy smile on her face, and said...
"Souji-kun, I have something to attend to and I'm leaving now! I'll take that stupid woman on the ground with me."
At this point, Junko Enoshima pointed to Mukuro Ikusa, who was still lying helplessly on the ground.
"Well then, goodbye! Souji-kun, and Ryota Mitarai-kun."
After saying that, Junko Enoshima picked up Mukuro Ikusa, who was lying on the floor, and walked outside.
Only Ryota Mitarai, Souji Otosaka, and Mikan Tsukiki remained at the scene, staring at each other in bewilderment.
Junko Enoshima left in such a hurry because she had secretly learned Ryota Mitarai's brainwashing techniques.
Now, Junko Enoshima can't wait to give it a try.
After Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Ikusaba left, it wasn't long before Byakuya the God of Food arrived, having found them through the information left behind by Mikan Tsumiki.
"Found it!"
"Mitarai, Otosaka, Tsukiki, I didn't expect to see you all here!"
"I'm panting," said Bai Ye, leaning against the wall.
Having learned the general cause and course of events, Mitarai Ryota scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly and said...
"Um, Food God Baiye-kun, private Marseille!"
At this moment, Otosaka Souji also spoke to the God of Food, Byakuya.
"Nothing really happened to Ryota Mitarai. He was just invited by someone to work on an animation."
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Junko Enoshima barged into the laboratory once again.
Having learned from her first experience, Enoshima Junko entered the laboratory with great ease this time.
Inside the laboratory, Kamukura Izuru maintained his boss-like posture, sitting on the white bed.
If Otosaka Souji saw this scene, he would definitely be silently complaining to himself.
Sister Shenzuo, you've been sitting for so long, don't you get hemorrhoids?
There is even a serious suspicion that Kamikura Izuru spends every day researching how to strike an imposing pose.
Kamukura Izuru is really striking a pose every single day!
"Senior Kamukura Izuru."
Let's go on a date together now!
When the topic of dating came up, Junko Enoshima flashed a terrifyingly excited smile.
His mouth was even stretched wide with laughter, reaching all the way to his ears.
Junko Enoshima's horrified expression suggests she's preparing for some desperate event.
After all, only despair could excite Enoshima Junko so much.
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Junko Enoshima brandished her baseball bat to deal with the security personnel who were chasing after her.
The ground was covered in pink blood, which was left by the Smurf security personnel.
Wearing a black suit, Kamukura Izuru walked amidst blood and corpses, speaking with a bored expression.
What could possibly be in a place like this?
Junko Enoshima stopped swinging her baseball bat, turned around, and looked at Izuru Kamukura with feigned shyness.
"That thing is probably the most important thing to me! I really want to see it with you, Senior God Throne."
"I've been busy preparing this for you for a very long time and haven't slept much."
As she spoke, Junko Enoshima unconsciously began to sway from side to side, as if she were genuinely shy.
After acting out her shy act, Enoshima Junko secretly slipped behind Kamukura Izuru and raised her baseball bat, aiming it at the back of Kamukura Izuru's head.
"Oh dear, what am I saying?"
"Wouldn't this be like doing you a favor, senior?"
As she spoke, Junko Enoshima repeatedly struck Izuru Kamukura's head with a baseball bat.
Kamukura Izuru, as if he had an eye in the back of his head, easily dodged Enoshima Junko's dense and rapid blows.
Seeing that her plan had failed, Junko Enoshima threw away her baseball bat, then spread her arms to show the school building behind her and said.
"Here I will show you the beauty of despair!"
Kamukura Izuru also turned his gaze to the school building behind Enoshima Junko.
Although Kamukura Izuru's expression remained aloof and expressionless, deep down he did harbor a sliver of expectation.
I hope it won't be too boring.
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