Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

In any case, their appearance is also at the middle level.

Although it's not very cute, it won't be reduced to a bitch, right?

"In my mind, middle school students should be innocent and pure. They are the black sheep. If possible, I would use Iori's 30-year lifespan to wipe out this group of bitches!"

Imamura Kohei's mouth was full of water, as if honey had been wiped on his small mouth.

The corner of Kitahara Iori's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "You pretend not to take me with you, and go with your own life."

"Yizhi, it's a good deal, isn't it? It's bloody money to use your life to wipe out this group of bitches."

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Kitahara Iori was too lazy to argue, turned and walked out of the classroom.

Imamura Kohei was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Kujo Tetaro patted the blond man on the shoulder and whispered, "Go and talk to Iori."

"Why?" Imamura Kohei said disgustedly, but followed out honestly.

"Get to work."

Kujo Ditaro pointed at the girls and urged, "Be quick, or I'll let you walk the blade barefoot."

Devil!

In the hearts of the girls, they shouted at the same time, and started to work honestly.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers.

It didn't take long for the dirty tables and chairs to be wiped clean by a few women.

Kujo Ditaro was not polite, he took the money for the shoes seriously, and gave him a heart-to-heart chat with courtesy.

Since Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei entered the school through a cave, they could not use the main entrance when they left.

The three parted ways, and Kujo Tetaro was about to walk out of the school gate when he saw a petite figure hiding behind a cherry tree beside him.

Chapter 270 Five: Repaying Enmity?

Kujo Tetaro glanced at the cherry tree.

The girl hiding behind the cherry tree shrank back in fright.

Kujo Tetaro smiled and walked straight to the girl.

There is a big difference in height between the two, and the feeling of standing together is like comparing a cherry tree with Kujo Tetaro.

The girl had silver-white hair, and her childish face was full of nervousness.

Kujo Tetaro took out his phone, dug out the photos he took before, and handed it to the silver-haired girl.

"You can give these photos to your teachers, or school leaders and parents."

Kujo Tetaro never persuaded others to be magnanimous, because the pain suffered by the person involved cannot be understood by outsiders just by words.

The silver-haired girl froze for a moment, took the phone tremblingly, and flipped through the photos with a pale face.

Kujo Ditaro told the truth and explained everything that happened just now.

"That's about it, but the location and clarity of the photo are enough to explain the situation. Let your parents come forward, and the school will take this matter seriously. After doing this, you'd better transfer to another school. It's not for you to escape, but It’s because after this incident breaks out, you won’t be able to deal with your studies.”

To be honest, Kujo Toshitaro has done his best.

He talked about all kinds of problems.

As for how things will develop, Kujo Tetaro will not continue to interfere, it is up to the parties themselves to choose.

"Why are you doing this to me..."

The silver-haired girl was holding the phone, tears running down her face.

"I obviously didn't do anything, why did they bully me like this, why..."

"It's simple, jealous of your looks."

"Jealous... about my looks?"

Looking at the silver-haired girl who looked up, Kujo Tetaro nodded.

"You are a very cute little girl, they are not as good as you, so naturally they want to destroy you, but don't worry, after you enter high school, this kind of bitch will be much less, high school students are more rational of."

"Bitch..."

The silver-haired girl who muttered to herself fell into deep thought.

Kujo Tetaro wanted to continue talking, but saw the school police approaching from a distance.

"Little girl, I have to leave. You use my mobile phone to add your own mailbox, and I will send you the photos later."

"Are you...going?"

The silver-haired girl was taken aback, looking a little lonely.

Kujo Ditaro spread his hands and said, "Well, the school police came to drive me out, and it's getting late, you should go home too."

"Hmm..." The silver-haired girl lowered her head and said softly, "Then...then I'll go out too."

Kujo Ditaro had no objection, and when he raised his head, he met the angry school policeman, who came over aggressively.

"What did you do to the students in our school? Why did you make her cry? Classmate, tell me, what did he do?"

"I didn't make her cry."

"It's not him, he didn't do anything to me, he... he's a good man."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the venue became a little subtle.

The campus policeman had a complicated expression, and he hesitated to speak.

Similarly, Kujo Ditaro's complexion is not too good-looking.

The silver-haired girl felt something, and looked at the two in confusion and timidity.

"He's a really nice guy, a very, very good big brother."

The silver-haired girl said, looking down at the toe of the shoe, her tone became firmer for some reason.

"That's right! He's a good man! You can't catch him!"

"Little girl, thank you for your kindness, but please stop talking."

Kujo Ditaro patted the silver-haired girl on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You saw it too, I'm a good person, so can I go out?"

"Uh...um." After thinking for a while, the school policeman silently led the way.

......

These days, good people can't do it.

Kujo Tetaro leaned against the car, looked at the silver-haired girl who was unwilling to leave, and sighed.

"Little girl, the photo is also given to you, you can go home."

"Big brother, you... bought me shoes?"

The silver-haired girl lowered her head, and her voice was almost inaudible like the chirping of insects.

"I saw that your shoes were cut by the blade, so I bought you a new pair. To be honest, your feet are quite small."

When Kujo Tetaro said this, he couldn't help but think of the process of buying shoes.

I have to say that the feet of the silver-haired girl are really small.

After he couldn't find the right shoes in the women's shoe store, he went directly to the children's shoe store.

That's right, he bought the middle school student's shoes from a children's shoe store.

"..."

The silver-haired girl's shoulders trembled slightly, and she choked up, "Thank you...thank you...uh..."

Seeing the girl who cried whenever she wanted to cry, Kujo Tetaro was a little caught off guard.

After all, he was surrounded by almost all adult women, no matter how bad they were, they were high school students with outstanding abilities.

Unless there is a big incident, these mature girls will not cry outside.

She wasn't a child of any age. The appearance of this silver-haired girl in school uniform crying in front of a grown man really aroused suspicion.

Many passers-by stopped to watch.

"It's too much, to actually make such a cute girl cry."

"It's too much, these little guys can do it, you beast!"

"Is it a PUA man, do you want to expose him to the PUA Avengers?"

I am the president!Who are you exposing here?

Kujo Ditaro looked around at the passers-by, his eyes were a little fierce.

It may be because of Kujo Tetaro's physique, these passers-by who just want to eat melons and don't want to take care of things, immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Kujo Ditaro looked away, looked at the silver-haired girl who was crying more and more, and walked up to her, and comforted: "Don't cry, you have to be firm."

"Thanks... Ugh!"

The silver-haired girl raised her head. She wanted to express her gratitude, but suddenly her face turned pale, and then...

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro never dreamed that he would fall twice in a row on the same mistake.

Even after Kato Megumi spat on him, he became more vigilant, no matter how much he participated in the reception, he was still not stained.

But... a hundred secrets and one sparse!

Kujo Tetaro has never encountered a person who vomits due to excessive emotional catharsis.

Looking at the vomit on the clothes, the lines of the muscular man's face became clear without warning.

"Fuck!"

However, compared to the current predicament, Kujo Ditaro is more annoyed by the concerned greetings from passers-by.