Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

Mai Sakurajima's house is a modern-style villa with white walls, black window frames, and a uniquely designed roof with smooth lines.

The house is surrounded by a well-manicured garden with a variety of beautiful flowers and green plants, adding vitality.

"Everyone, please come in."

Mai Sakurajima opened the door and invited everyone in with a smile.

"Wow, I didn't expect celebrities to make so much money."

Rikka Takanashi said with envy in her eyes.

"It's not easy to get into the entertainment industry."

Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her lips slightly and shook her head gently.

After all, there have been countless news reports about the chaos in the entertainment industry.

Mai Sakurajima sighed softly, it was indeed not easy to get by. As a very famous new star and when her mother was her agent, she was almost forced to shoot a swimsuit commercial.

"No need to change your shoes, just come in, after all, we are not here as guests."

Mai Sakurajima stopped everyone from changing into slippers, thinking that they might start quarreling soon and leave the house again.

"Please come in, please come in. Sorry, it's a mess in here."

When Shin-chan heard that he didn't need to change shoes, he quickly took off his shoes and ran into the house.

"Xiao Xin is really as rude as ever."

Kato Megumi looked at Shin-chan, and put on the attitude of a host to invite everyone in, and couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

After everyone entered the living room, they found that Xiaoxin was already lying on the floor watching TV.

"Really, Shin-chan, please tone it down a bit."

Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head helplessly.

"But aren't we here to argue with Sakurajima Mai's mother?"

Xiaoxin turned around, his face full of confusion.

"That being said, however..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought for a while and didn't know what to say next.

"It doesn't matter. Just treat it as your own home and be the most relaxed and comfortable person you can be."

Mai Sakurajima sat on the sofa, comforting everyone, looking straight ahead with a hint of determination in her eyes.

Everyone lowered their heads slightly. After all, there was a high probability that they would have to argue with their classmate's mother. They were usually obedient and sensible at home, so they were at a loss as to what to do.

Only Shin-chan was watching the comedians on TV with a casual look on his face, treating this place as his own home.

Mai Sakurajima's mother has a tall figure, delicate curly hair, and decent makeup.

She frowned slightly, her eyes revealing shrewdness and strength. She was wearing a fashionable suit, showing the elegance of a mature woman, but she also exuded an aura that made it difficult for people to approach her.

Mrs. Sakurajima rubbed her shoulders and walked slowly towards the yard.

I opened the door casually and found that it was not locked.

"Huh? Why isn't it locked?"

Mrs. Sakurajima frowned slightly, her face full of surprise.

"What is this? Mai is back."

Mrs. Sakurajima looked at the pile of shoes neatly arranged on the ground and felt puzzled.

"Did you bring any friends?"

Mrs. Sakurajima frowned slightly, somewhat unable to guess her daughter's purpose.

I have been looking for her for such a long time, but she suddenly came back without saying a word and brought a lot of friends with her. What does this mean?

"Mai Sakurajima!"

Mrs. Sakurajima rushed to the living room and shouted loudly, taking the lead.

In the original living room, except for the sound of the TV program and Xiaoxin's occasional laughter, everyone was sitting quietly on the sofa.

The sudden shout startled everyone.

Mai Sakurajima clenched her fists nervously, subconsciously recalling the control her mother had over her, and a hint of fear appeared on her face.

"Shut up, old lady. Be polite when you enter someone else's house."

Shin-chan frowned slightly, turned around and looked at Mrs. Sakurajima and said.

"Ah, sorry."

Mrs. Sakurajima quickly bowed and apologized, saying that she was so rude. How could she shout so loudly in someone else's home?

"No, this is obviously my home."

Mrs. Sakurajima reacted with an angry look on her face and a frown on her face.

"Oh, okay."

Shin-chan blinked, then turned his head back and continued to laugh at the comedian.

"This boy."

Mrs. Sakurajima frowned and felt angry when she saw Shin-chan treating this place as his own home.

But now I have something important to do and don't have time to deal with her.

"Mai Sakurajima, you still remember to come back!"

Mrs. Sakurajima's face was full of anger and her eyes were wide open as she stared at Sakurajima Mai who was sitting on the sofa.

After being interrupted by Shin-chan just now, Sakurajima Mai was not so scared anymore. She took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

"Mom, why can't I come back?"

Mai Sakurajima looked straight into Mrs. Sakurajima's eyes and said seriously, her eyes full of stubbornness.

"Have you thought about it now that you're back?"

Mrs. Sakurajima narrowed her eyes and looked at Mai Sakurajima.

He was somewhat surprised to see that his daughter was no longer as weak as before and actually dared to question him directly.

"Yes, I've made up my mind. I will no longer accept the life you have arranged for me. I will make my own decisions about my life."

Mai Sakurajima nodded heavily, clenched her fists, and a determined look appeared on her face.

"So that's how it is. So you brought these friends here today to cheer you on?"

Mrs. Sakurajima sneered, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, full of sarcasm.

"Is there anything wrong with this, Obaa-san?"

Shin-chan put his hands on his hips, stood up and walked to Sakurajima Mai to cheer her on.

Led by Shin-chan, Futaba Rio, Kato Megumi and others stood up one after another and stood behind Sakurajima Mai to cheer her on.

"An uneducated brat."

Mrs. Sakurajima had a furious look on her face, her brows knitted together.

Looking at this brat in front of me, he actually dared to call me "Obasan" again and again.

She didn't know how long it had been since she heard the name "Obasan". It could even be said that no one had ever called her that.

When people saw her taking Mai Sakurajima out to shoot commercials, everyone praised them for not looking like mother and daughter, but sisters. I don't know how many people praised her for being prettier and sexier than her daughter.

"Don't be angry, or your face will become loose."

Shin-chan looked at the angry Mrs. Sakurajima, and hurriedly tried to comfort her just like he had done before with Misae, pulling his face and making an exaggerated expression.

Shin-chan's eyes were wide open, his face full of seriousness, he was really worried about Mrs. Sakurajima.

Mrs. Sakurajima took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in her heart. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her face was still a little ugly.

She knew that being angry was useless and would only exacerbate her daughter's rebellious psychology. She could only make her daughter change her mind by reasoning with her.

"Since you are Mai's friends, you should understand that this is a private matter between Mai and me. It's not good for you to be here, right? I hope you can step away for a while."

Mrs. Sakurajima said righteously, she raised her chin slightly, and there was a hint of majesty in her eyes.

Her eyebrows were furrowed and her expression was serious, warning everyone not to interfere in the affairs between her mother and daughter.