Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

A hundred eyes stretched out a hand, the eyes on its wrist drifting downwards, peering into the inside of the other person's clothes.

Immediately afterwards, she let out a disdainful chuckle.

"Heh heh, so they're padded."

Hundred Eyes directly squatted down next to the blonde girl, wanting to see what exactly the other party planned to do next.

The blonde girl was completely unaware that her movements had been exposed, and after watching for a while, she took out her phone from her bosom and dialed a number.

After the call connected, she said in a flat tone.

"Today, there's nothing worth paying attention to; the people around that guy seem to just be ordinary people, nothing special about them."

Coming from the other side of the phone was a girl's voice as pleasant as silver bells, but carrying a hint of coldness.

"To be able to get Shūchiin Academy to focus on him, and to score first place in the Sakura Prefecture Joint Entrance Exam, yet choose to enroll in Sōbu High School, are the people around that strange genius really just a group of ordinary people?"

"Ugh, I'm telling you, Miss."

The blonde girl helplessly supported her forehead, complaining.

"You wouldn't happen to have some special interest in that guy, would you? Besides those extraordinary athletic abilities, there's really nothing special about him."

"Is there a possibility that he discovered you were monitoring him?"

"Absolutely impossible."

The blonde girl curled her lips.

"I'm a professional."

"Mm, then come back."

Before the phone call ended, the girl on the other side added one last thing.

"Regarding what you just said, about some special interest…"

"None at all."

"I can use deliberately losing as a way to integrate into the group, but, that excludes academics."

"As the eldest daughter of the Shinomiyas, I absolutely cannot lose to anyone in academics."

"Even if it's an opponent who got first place in the Joint Entrance Exam…"

"I will definitely win."

… …

Two hours later, inside the Super Resourcefulness Club activity room.

"Finished."

Hearing Yoru Hoshi's words, Yukino put down the book in her hand, walked to his side, used her left hand to tuck her hair, and bent over slightly to look at the computer screen.

On it, indeed, was a completed webpage, introducing the club's main purpose of helping Sōbu High School students solve their problems.

It was just the contact information at the bottom that nearly made Yukino, who always had a cold and emotionless expression, unable to hold back her laughter.

[Contact Person: Hiratsuka Shizuka, Email Address: xxxxxxxxx]

[2nd Contact Person: Shizuka-chan Kawaii, Email Address: Same as above]

[3rd Contact Person: A nearly thirty-year-old violent single old woman who likes to smoke, Email Address: Same as the first one]

Chapter 132: The Kind Ghost in a White Dress, the Terror Lurking in Kyoto Municipal Hospital

Yukino Yukinoshita's lips curved up in a slight arc, but immediately afterwards, she remembered that she had to maintain her image, and immediately coughed twice, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Cough cough, why did you leave all of Shizuka-sensei's email addresses?"

Yoru Hoshi curled his lips, looking at Yukino as if she were an idiot.

"Then what else? Leave yours?"

Yukino looked puzzled.

"Why can't you leave mine?"

Yoru Hoshi felt speechless, retorting.

"Yukinoshita-san, you don't seem to have a clear understanding of your own appearance. A beautiful girl like you with a tall figure, exquisite face, and excellent grades, if you leave your email address online, you will inevitably be harassed by many strange people."

Hearing Yoru Hoshi's undisguised praise, Yukino pursed her lips, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes, and tucked her hair.

"So… so that's how it is, then I really can't leave it…"

Before Yukino could finish speaking, Yoru Hoshi, as if he hadn't had enough, immediately added.

"It's just that mouth of yours, it's really tough, change it."

Yukino's heart was completely unmoved by this one sentence.

She was already used to ignoring other people's opinions of her.

"Then aren't you afraid that something might happen to Shizuka-sensei if you leave her email address?"

Hearing this question, Yoru Hoshi gave Yukino a meaningful look.

"You actually don't understand Hiratsuka Shizuka's strength, it seems you haven't suffered the sanctions of her iron fist."

Facing such a sentence, Yukino felt a slight sense of being looked down upon.

What does this mean?

Shizuka-sensei's email address can be left because she has the ability to protect herself?

Doesn't the meaning in these words mean that he's looking down on her?

"Yoru Hoshi-kun."

Yukino Yukinoshita slowly opened her mouth.

"Actually, I know a little Aikido."

"Come on, my little sister-in-law."

Yoru Hoshi rolled his eyes, saying without concealment.

"Your few moves are at most just to add to the fun for perverts."

"Yoru Hoshi-kun, what you said is…"

Yukino suddenly froze halfway through her sentence, her pupils shaking.

"You… you just now, what did you call me?"

"Little sister-in-law."

"Wait a minute… little sister-in-law is…"

Yoru Hoshi's gaze towards Yukino was as if he were looking at a village idiot, without any contempt, only pure pity.

"Little sister-in-law means the wife's younger sister, you don't even know this basic knowledge, Yukinoshita-san, you're not very good."

"I know what little sister-in-law means…"

Even Yukinoshita Yukino, who had a calm personality, was completely shocked when faced with this sudden and shocking news.

"You and Haruno…"

"That's right."

Yoru Hoshi nodded slightly, smiling as he admitted.

"She and I, at this stage, can be considered to be in a relationship, in the future, she might even add the identity of my older sister-in-law."

Yukino's brain was almost unable to process it.

First, she heard that Yoru Hoshi and her older sister Haruno had such a… relationship that she never would have imagined.

And now what is it… lover and older sister-in-law?

Eh?

Wait a minute.

Older sister-in-law?

Yukino Yukinoshita finally reacted, her brow furrowing, her expression displeased.

"You… you wouldn't be saying…"

"It's okay, Yukinoshita-san."

Yoru Hoshi directly interrupted, then patted Yukinoshita Yukino's shoulder, displaying a role reversal, smiling as he comforted her.

"There will always be insects that like Yukinoshita-san someday, you don't need to be too disheartened."

Hearing this, Yukino furrowed her brow and immediately replied without hesitation.

"There will always be someone who likes Yoru Hoshi-kun someday…"

Halfway through her sentence, Yukinoshita Yukino stopped.

She felt that saying this… didn't seem to be attacking Yoru Hoshi.

But attacking many other people.

Forget it, there's no need.

"Alright, I'll be leaving first, you should also go back early, bye-bye."

"Mm, okay, see you on Monday."

After exchanging simple greetings with Yukino, Yoru Hoshi left the Super Resourcefulness Club activity room.

He didn't leave the school directly, but followed the faint, melodious piano sounds in the corridor to the door of another activity room.

Yoru Hoshi slowly opened the sliding door, what came into view was a beautiful scene with an artistic atmosphere.

From the slightly ajar window, the early summer evening breeze, carrying a hint of coolness, blew in.

Wearing the Sōbu High School uniform, with black silk stockings on her two slender, beautiful legs, her smooth black long hair was not deliberately styled, just casually draped on both sides of her shoulders.

Ten slender, white fingers, like elves, danced on the distinct black and white keys with graceful and powerful postures.

Touma Kazusa devoted herself wholeheartedly to the performance, not even knowing that someone had entered.

Only after a piece was finished did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yoru Hoshi?"

Seeing Yoru Hoshi sitting there, a smile couldn't help but appear on her exquisite face, which was usually like an iceberg.

"Sit down."

"I'm already sitting."

Seeing Yoru Hoshi trying hard to hold back his laughter, a blush of embarrassment flashed across Touma Kazusa's pretty face, and she tried to find something to say.

"Mm… it's good that you're sitting."

After saying this, Touma Kazusa tucked the black hair beside her ear, silently not knowing what to say.

She was a person with a relatively twisted personality.

Her attitude when facing Yoru Hoshi was very complicated.

On one hand, she wanted to be by his side every moment, always silently watching him.

On the other hand, Touma Kazusa was also very inferior.

Compared to the perfect Senpai Sakurajima Mai, the always calm and collected Futaba Rio, the cute and good-natured Yotsuya Miko, and the gentle and considerate Yuigahama Yui.

Could someone like her really be worthy of Yoru Hoshi?

Touma Kazusa only understood the piano.

She would only communicate with the piano.

At this moment, she once again placed her hopes on the piano.

"Yoru Hoshi…"

Touma Kazusa softly opened her mouth.