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"You, are you worthy of Saitama like this?"

"And found such a beautiful one."

"Do you think Saitama is not good-looking?"

Hatta Misaki threw the skateboard to the ground and stepped on it, ready to fight Nakahara Chuya.

"Hello." Chuya Nakahara stood in front of Saitama.

"You still protect him!"

"I didn't protect him as you thought!"

"You have!"

The two teenagers were arguing like elementary school students, and because there were people around, they didn't want more people to know about it, so they agreed not to do anything.

But as long as they leave here, they will definitely do it at the same time.

Saitama stood behind Nakahara Nakaya, holding a small fan to cover the lower half of his face, secretly looking at Misaki Hatta.

In fact, compared to myself,

"You're still laughing!" Hatta Misaki accurately captured the smile in Saitama's eyes, and the young man was on fire.

What he hates the most is this kind of fuss, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, the cohabiting teenagers who obviously have a good relationship around him, who are more than friends, but still have extra stealth at every turn.

He is simply a shameless scumbag with capital letters.

Nakahara, who was labeled as a scumbag, still stood in front of Saitama, and whispered, "The fewer people who know your identity, the better, because we don't know if that fox mask will control him."

"En." Qiyu nodded slightly, he thought so too.

Nakahara Nakahara pulled Saitama back, quickly entered the dance floor, and mixed with others until

We must find that arrogant scumbag and teach him a lesson.

on the dance floor.

Saitama danced with Chuya Nakahara, and he made many mistakes, which were perfectly covered up by his companions.

The selfless men who dance around exchange their female partners with each other, and even some men who are excited will get together and dance impromptuly.

A masked bachelor sprints onto the dance floor, approaching Saitama.

"Beautiful lady, can you die in love with me?" The mackerel with a special voice, whose identity can be recognized at once, accurately found Saitama and issued a sincere invitation.

"Mackerel!" Nakahara raised his foot to applaud him.

Osamu Dazai dodged quickly, circled around and came closer again.

"A machine without emotion, you are so beautiful today, I can't help being moved."

"I've always fantasized about a beautiful young lady who can die in love with me one day, just like you."

The face of the carefully dressed pseudo-girl completely fits the aesthetics of the genius boys. He is like an elf favored by God. He must disguise himself with an ordinary appearance in normal times. Only when necessary, he will show such a suffocating genius beauty of.

True beauty is not just a good-looking skin, but also includes the unique temperament of a girl.

Saitama gently pushed Nakahara Nakaya, walked towards Dazai Osamu, and whispered: "I can't dance, I will swell your feet."

There is no tacit understanding between the girl and the boy at all. Even if the boy dances gracefully and beautifully, he still cannot avoid being stepped on frequently by the boy.

"The fox mask shouldn't be near you, I'm going to a more conspicuous place."

Saitama gently pushed Dazai away, and left lightly.

Osamu Dazai stopped at the same spot, watching the orange-haired boy quickly catch up without a trace, and after a long time, he let out a soft 'hiss'.

It turns out that no matter how elegant the young master is, he still can't change the fate of being stepped on.

The focus of the dance floor is the young man who seems to have his own bgm all over him.

There are always beautiful ladies and handsome gentlemen who come forward one after another to invite, or try to squeeze away the young dancers and come forward by themselves.

When Qiyu tried to get closer, he was quickly squeezed away by several people.

But the young man who was the focus took the initiative to hold Saitama's hand, "Beautiful lady, I want to ask you to dance, is that okay?"

Saitama reached out and placed his hand in his palm.

The young man's technique seems to be better than everyone else's. He simply danced randomly with Saitama, with the same rhythm. Although the movements are not so standard and elegant, they are still very pleasing to the eye.

He seemed to be very good at dealing with such situations, and he took Saitama to the edge of the dance floor very considerately, protecting him with his own body, preventing him from being touched by others.

"Mr. Natori, thank you." Saitama whispered.

"Miss Yuzi, look up at me."

Natori, who was surrounded by radiance, said in a gentle voice, "You are beautiful today, no one can match you. You have to be confident and meet the eyes of everyone around you, then you will become the focus and the most dazzling existence."

Qiyu always dodges subconsciously, afraid that others will see his appearance clearly and recognize his identity, and afraid that others will laugh at him and say that he is overconfident and even dressed up like a girl.

But Mr. Dazai recognized his identity and didn't laugh at himself.

Mr. Natori also knew his identity, and he even quickly chose a very suitable name for himself.

"Miss Yuko, no matter what you want to do, please be the focus of the audience." Natori Monday led Saitama to spin, and the chaotic dance steps had a special rhythm.

Superstars living under the flash always have their own special way of survival.

"Thank you, Mr. Natori." Saitama thanked softly.

He has to be the focus so Foxmask can find him instead of waiting for a needle in a haystack.

The young man smiled softly.

"Is she yours?" A very strong young man suddenly appeared next to him, and he skillfully pulled Qiyu into his arms.

Only then did he see Qiyu's appearance clearly, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Very beautiful lady."

"The field, let him go."

"If you want him to be the focus of the audience, why not let me help you."

"Is there a monster here? Beautiful lady?"

Zhang Jingsi took Qiyu away quickly, but soon he frowned slightly.

As the patriarch of the Chang family, he has received an elite education since he was a child, and strength represents everything, even in banquets.

So he is elegant and refined, even if he had to cover one eye with a spell because of the transaction between his ancestors and monsters, he is still handsome and elegant, as soon as he appears, he can instantly take away half of Zhou Yi.

But even so, he was still stepped on.

"Holding, I'm sorry." Saitama didn't know the young man with a cold aura in front of him, only knew that he knew Natori Monday.

"It's rare that he wants to help you, so I will help you too."

The young man was not angry, but quickly changed his style to adapt himself to Saitama.

Sure enough, it won't step on your feet.

"Oh, there are teenagers chasing you."

Then he seemed to have misunderstood the relationship between Miss Yuzi and Natori Monday.

"You have become the focus." The field Jingji gently pushed Saitama, and apologized in a very soft, almost inaudible voice, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, Miss Yuzi."

Qiyu turned his head and looked at the young man whose demeanor had suddenly changed drastically. He was no longer so cold and hard, and became softer. He was a little dazed, not knowing what happened.

The young man quickly blended into the crowd, causing the light on his body to disappear suddenly.

Not far away, Natori Monday looked over and showed an encouraging smile. He also took away the light from his body and gave all the light to Saitama.

Zhong Yuanzhong was standing not far away, watching him quietly with his blue eyes.

"I see." Saitama slowly puffed up his chest.

He is now Miss Yuzi, a beautiful Miss Yuzi who can dance with outstanding men like Mr. Natori, so he doesn't need to avoid anyone's gaze, he just needs to accept it calmly, because this is what it should be.

Even if he can't dance, someone will change the rhythm and dance steps for him, and even then he is still elegant and beautiful.

Nothing can stop him from being the center of attention.

He is the focus.Nakajima Janos Dun, who has been stumbling around in the crowd and couldn't find his teacher at all, finally found Nakahara Chuya.

The little boy ran over quickly, not used to wearing a suit that could not move freely. He reached out and grabbed the corner of Zhongya Zhongya's clothes, "Zhongye, where is my teacher?"

"He has changed his mind!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke who rushed over afterward said coldly.

He had already seen it.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes kept chasing after a beautiful lady, and it was obvious that he completely ignored Saitama.

Not only did he change his mind, he even threw away his companion in total disregard of Saitama's thoughts, and this is the time when the task has not been completed at all!

Irresponsible, playful, superficial, who only loves beautiful skin, a complete scumbag!

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't ask Nakahara Chuya, the scumbag, he stepped forward and went straight to Miss Yuko.

"Come back!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also tried to hold him back.

The young boy whose hair was specially taken care of by Ming Ming, but now suddenly became disheveled, stepped forward completely regardless. If he was allowed to come into contact with Saitama, it would definitely reveal Saitama's identity. By then, the fox mask might not be able to approached.

Chuya Nakahara chased after him to stop Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Nakajima Janos Dun followed after him, grabbed Nakahara Naka and did not let go, and asked tearfully, "Chuya, where is my teacher? You lost my teacher? Are you... are you in a bad relationship? "

Even if he is a little stupid apprentice, even if Saitama is the strongest in his mind, he still knows that his teacher will look very ordinary in such a dance floor full of handsome men and beautiful women.

And Zhong Yuanzhong is also such a dazzling and beautiful boy.

"Scumbag!" Nakajima? Genos? Atsushi shook Nakahara Chuya away vigorously, "You go to that Miss Yuzi, and don't come to my teacher in the future! I will find the teacher myself, and I will tell the teacher that in the future Never want you again."