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Chapter 847 Yukiko Minase and Hiroko Takashiro
Nara High School, inside the corridor.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman stood facing each other, looking incredibly beautiful.
Looking at the Imari walnut in front of him, which resembled a delicious green apple, Lin Chuan was about to say something more.
At that moment, a boy of medium build and somewhat handsome walked out of the art studio with a grin.
"Imari, I was just joking with you..."
Upon seeing Lin Chuan, the boy's smile vanished, and he froze.
His gaze held a hint of wariness and scrutiny.
On the other side, upon seeing the other party, a hint of killing intent flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes.
Name: Minase Kita
Jiulin VI4 Liuqi 8 Yu ⑧ Age: 18
Personality traits: Hesitant, lustful, and prone to overthinking.
Skill: Painting
Favorability: -10
Overall strength: Late stage of Mortal Rank
My recent inner monologue: Who is this guy, and why is he so close to Imari...?
That's right, the other party is the good-for-nothing male lead from the original drama.
If it weren't for his misuse of the Dark Bible for his own selfish gain...
The tragedies depicted in the original drama will not happen.
A spineless coward like him who can't even protect his own woman is simply wasting air by living in this world.
Immediately, Lin 22 Chuan intended to use his power of existence to erase it.
But just as he was about to use it, he stopped.
Letting this guy die like this would be too easy on him.
Lin Chuan wanted Minase Kita to witness firsthand how he would take away his older sister and childhood friend.
Let them experience the most extreme pain in the world.
Once he's been tormented enough, then we'll perform a ritual to help him pass on to the afterlife.
After that, he ignored the loser.
Lin Chuan smiled faintly as he looked at Imari Kurumi in front of him and spoke softly.
"I'm the new school doctor. If you feel unwell, feel free to come see me anytime!"
Meeting that incredibly gentle gaze, Imari Kurumi's heart pounded even faster.
A few more alluring blushes appeared on her cheeks.
Subconsciously, he nodded his little head a few times.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan's smile widened.
In front of Minase Kita, he raised his hand and patted her warm, fragrant shoulder.
Soon after, Lin Chuan left.
Feeling the lingering heat on her shoulder, Imari Kurumi's eyes sparkled.
Her long eyelashes blinked, as if she were lost in thought.
Just then, a voice tinged with anger suddenly rang out from the side.
"Imari, what is your relationship with him?"
When questioned, Imari Kurumi frowned slightly.
However, they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and their feelings spanned more than ten years.
Despite feeling somewhat displeased, she gently opened her mouth and began to explain to him in a soft voice.
"This is the first time I've met that gentleman either..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Minase Kita.
"First time meeting you? I doubt it."
"The way you were looking at him just now was practically drooling. I bet you've been hooking up with him for a while now!"
"I used to think you were..."
Upon hearing this, Imari Kurumi could no longer tolerate it.
He raised his right hand and slapped it across the face.
"idiot!"
After saying that, she ran towards the classroom with slightly red eyes.
The burning pain on his cheek brought some clarity back to Minase Kita's eyes.
Thinking about the utter nonsense he had just said, he couldn't help but slap himself hard across the face.
He must have been blinded by greed, otherwise how could he be so irrational?
He grew up with Kurumi Imari, how could he not know what kind of person she was?!
How could it be that kind of fickle, promiscuous woman?
Without hesitation, Minase Kita quickly set off to catch up with Imari Kurumi, wanting to apologize to her.
Two flowers bloom, one branch each.
Leaving aside how the childhood sweethearts argued later, Lin Chuan arrived outside Class 3 (B).
Standing at the front door, looking inside.
Upon seeing the two slender figures clearly, a faint glint of light appeared in his eyes.
The one closest to the window was wearing a black and white sailor uniform with a red tie, and a black schoolgirl outfit with black stockings.
Her short, dark green hair gave her a capable and efficient look.
The eyebrows are like distant mountains, dark without any inclusion, and the lips are like sand, red without any application.
Her fair skin was as clear as snow, and her bright eyes were as clear as a mountain spring.
Her slender waist, so delicate it could be grasped in one hand, bears a burden far beyond what someone her age should be carrying.
Abundant capital is about to emerge, giving the sailor suit a beautiful curve.
Her legs were perfectly round and straight, like a masterpiece of God.
It's so beautiful that you can't help but want to hold it in your hand and examine it closely.
Her entire being exuded the unique aura of a Yamato Nadeshiko.
Even if you're feeling really upset, being around him will make you feel calm involuntarily.
Name: Yukiko Minase
Age: 20
Personality: Kind, gentle, attracted to good looks, subtly charming
Hobbies: Cooking, food, music, and doing things I enjoy on my own.
Sensitive areas: earlobe, back of the head
Face value: 95
Favorability: 0
Experience: 0
Skill: Cooking
Overall strength: Mid-stage Mortal Rank
Recent thoughts: Maybe I should have sukiyaki tonight; it feels like it's been a while since I've had it...
The woman next to Yukiko Minase was wearing the same black and white sailor uniform with a black schoolgirl outfit.
Three thousand strands of fiery red hair, as smooth as silk (six) Yi Ying Er pulled the silk, which fell neatly to her hips.
Her hands were as soft as 603 tender shoots. Her skin was like solidified cream. Her neck was like a cicada's. Her teeth were like melon seeds.
Her nose was delicate and exquisite, and her snow-white neck was straight and long.
Her slender waist resembled a weeping willow, and her long, beautiful legs were like ivory carvings.
Her pale purple eyes sparkled like jewels.
The figure is slim and well-proportioned, big where it should be big and small where it should be small.
Her two long legs, each nearly a meter long, resembled exquisite white jade carvings, shimmering faintly in the sunlight.
As he wrote, the capital that was practically operating illegally trembled.
A timid air emanated from her brows, like a harmless little white rabbit.
At first glance, it evokes a strong protective instinct in people.
I want to hold her in my arms and comfort her.
Name: Hiroko Takashiro
Age: 20
Personality: Kind, gentle, strong, innocent, with a hidden inner charm
Hobbies: Cooking, swimming, reading, music
Sensitive areas: posterior fossa, three inches below the navel