Chapter 150 The Bright Red Mole
Day 11 of the road survival game!
Even though Hagiwara was a top student, he had to fight his way through elementary school and university, resorting to all sorts of underhanded tactics to avoid being bullied by his classmates. Now, thinking that what his university classmates said might be true, he couldn't help but think how enviable the safety and security of the country and school were!
But how should I answer her question? It feels like telling such a cute girl that she was verbally sexually harassed would be disgusting, so let's try a different approach!
He muttered to himself while flashing his usual smile and replying to the middle school girl in broken Chinese, "They are bad students from the neighborhood who often extort money from passersby. Xiao Jinping came over and saw them extorting you. They ignored his warnings, so he fought back!"
"Hey! They want money from me?" The middle school girl seemed extremely surprised by the answer, her slightly narrow eyes widening as round as beautiful black marbles.
But why do her pupils look a bit emerald green? I must be seeing things! Hagiwara was also surprised by her surprised expression and raised an eyebrow: "What? Have you never been asked for pocket money by other upperclassmen before?"
"...No, this is the first time. I have a very powerful older brother. Everyone around me has been afraid of him since I was little, so no one dares to bully me, uh..." The middle school girl seemed quite surprised, and proudly boasted.
Only then did he realize his current situation, and he actually took out a keychain with many small pieces hanging from it from his pocket, and pinched the head of one of them, which looked like a metal pendant, and pulled it a few times.
The pendant transformed into a thin, retractable metal rod. She seemed a little uneasy, but didn't back down, saying, "Since it's for my sake, I can't just stand here doing nothing. I'll go help too."
"Heh..." Hagiwara watched as she charged towards the group fighting with a mini telescopic baton that was not even as thick as a metal chopstick, and grabbed her by the back of her collar, both amused and exasperated: "No need! Jinpei isn't so bad as to not be able to handle a few kids like this."
Why is this child so reckless? Usually, girls in this situation would either run away or hide behind men and wait for the fight to end, right? She actually wants to join in the fight? What's going on here?
He had just thought she might be too naive, unable to read people's expressions and discern the types of malice they might be harboring. But the next second, she wanted to rush up and fight several men who were even older than her. He was speechless.
However, to the surprise of both him and the middle school girl, when the girl was rushing forward with all her might, she was suddenly grabbed by the back of her collar, and she felt like a cat whose fate had been squeezed by the scruff of its neck.
The moment her throat was gripped by the collar, the more she lurched forward, the more violently she fell backward, slamming herself into Hagiwara's arms, her head hitting his solid chest.
Her forehead bumped into his clean-shaven chin, but she could still feel some stubble on his skin. At that moment, the middle school girl's face turned bright red, and she stared blankly back at the handsome face above her, which was just as striking from this unflattering angle.
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Hagiwara was also taken aback by this. After all, although he was a socially adept and a successful businessman, he did not like to engage in ambiguous relationships like most Japanese people. His social skills came from his excellent language skills and sincere actions.
Regardless of personality, he can build good relationships with others and gain their favor and trust through verbal communication and practical actions. The good relationships he gains in this way do not require him to engage in any ambiguous relationships with anyone.
On the contrary, he, with his normal values, detests ambiguous relationships and has high standards for his own moral self-discipline. Therefore, when communicating with others, especially with female friends who have feelings for him, he will be careful to keep his distance.
So even though he's 20 years old, this is the first time he's been so close to a girl. Just by leaning her back against his chest, he can feel her soft, fragrant touch. The scent of osmanthus-scented shampoo and the girl's natural fragrance fill his sense of smell.
The clearest sensation was when his chin touched the other person's forehead. The soft and smooth skin made him realize for the first time that girls could be so fragrant, soft, and lovely.
No wonder most straight men can't resist the charm of women they like! He hadn't even dated this middle school girl, but just being this close to her made him reluctant to leave the feeling...
"Hey! I'm fighting over there, and you're flirting with a junior schoolgirl here?" Just then, Matsuda walked over with a relaxed expression, even carrying a baseball glove in his other hand. He then saw his childhood friend, who never flirted with girls.
He suddenly 'hug' the chubby middle school girl from behind. The angle made it look like they could kiss at any moment, which he found hard to believe. However, he knew his friend's personality and didn't think he would take advantage of a girl's misfortune.
Moreover, despite his seemingly unserious attitude towards relationships, like a central air conditioner, he is actually very serious about relationships with family and friends. He only blows warm air on those he cares about, while only blowing room temperature air on everyone else.
It was impossible for Matsuda to develop any relationship beyond friendship with a girl he had just met, but even though he guessed this, he didn't miss the rare opportunity to tease his best friend.
As for the idea that it might be immoral to tease a female junior high school student with one's adult friend, in Japan, students often exchange chocolates and play house-like relationships in elementary school.
In countries where junior high and high school students don't prioritize academics but instead focus on dating and relationships, and where girls can get married at 16, Matsuda didn't really feel that making such jokes with a junior high school girl was wrong.
Of course, if the other person looked young and had delayed development, even if she was wearing a junior high school uniform, Matsuda wouldn't make such a joke. But the junior high school girl in front of him was very well-developed and taller than most adult women in Japan.
This naturally led him to subconsciously believe that the other party was already a sub-adult woman who was ready to be married, and that making a joke that was not malicious or obscene to a woman of that age was a very normal and ordinary thing.
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"Sorry, I used a bit too much force when I stopped you just now. Did I hurt you?" At the same time, Hagiwara, who was teased by his childhood friend, was reluctant to part with her.
However, his own personality and moral constraints made him react faster than the girl whose ears and cheeks were flushed. Almost by accident, three seconds after Matsuda teased them, he looked up and took a step back, still holding the girl's back with his hand as he apologized to her.
This action allowed his excellent eyesight to see that the girl had a small, cute, round, bright red mole on the back of her neck, like a red agate. Such a small, round, bright red mole on such fair skin was quite striking.
It's already very tempting, making people want to bend down and gently bite it. Not to mention that it happens to be located on the beautiful and alluring nape of the neck, giving people the feeling that as long as they bend down and bite it, they can suppress her and do whatever they want.
This girl is not only cute, but also quite alluring! She'll definitely be a favorite of her husband in the future! At least I feel a bit tempted myself, Hagiwara thought to himself as he looked at his friend.
Then, his lips twitched involuntarily, and he complained with a slight headache, "Little Jinpei is still so petty! He actually beat that person up until they were crawling on the ground!"
He was surprised to see that behind Matsuda Jinpei, who had been walking over nonchalantly, the high school students who had been so arrogant just moments before were now lying on the ground, crying and screaming. Some were clutching their stomachs, others were holding their swollen faces, groaning in pain as they crawled out of the alley...
"What does it matter? Since they said it themselves, we should make them do it! They just said it, how can we not beat them until they're begging for mercy!" Matsuda said with a bit of mischief and a sharp tongue.
He glanced at them dismissively and continued, "Besides, given their character, their skill level, and the way they say those vulgar things without blushing, they've probably done this kind of thing quite a few times."
If they call the police, that'll be perfect. I can dig up all that messy stuff. If they really end up in juvenile detention for a few years, this beating I gave them won't even qualify as minor injuries. At most, it'll be considered a fight, a few words of warning, and a fine.
"Waaaah..." o(╥﹏╥)o
"Gasang...it hurts so much!"
"Demon! This pain is only a minor injury?"
"Japanese law is so unfair!"
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Upon hearing Matsuda Jinpei's words, the junior high school girl who couldn't understand Japanese and Hagiwara who could say nothing, the high school students who had been beaten and crawling on the ground felt extremely wronged. They cried out in pain and called for their mothers, while some cursed the unfriendly nature of Japanese law towards them.
They don't even consider how arrogant they were when they took advantage of the lenient laws in Japan regarding minors to commit so many heinous acts without being punished. How arrogant they were when their victims couldn't get justice through the law...
Matsuda, unfazed by their cries and curses, raised an eyebrow and grinned wickedly. He walked over and stomped hard on the back of the high school student who had previously brandished the knife, saying sarcastically, "Get out of here. If you don't, I know 108 ways to hit someone that hurt a lot but won't leave any marks. Want to try them?"
"don't want!"
"I remember now. A senior from high school mentioned that our school's boxing club has a senior nicknamed 'Wind Boxer.' Legend has it that he's as light and fast as the wind, his punches are incredibly painful but leave no marks, and he even has a face more handsome than Japan's top male hosts!"
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