It was the end of last semester, and she was in first grade.

In the past five years, due to the influence of the low-key atmosphere of the Eight Ministries, various extremist gangs have followed suit and began to hide their clumsiness, and many people have started legitimate business.

The high-level went underground, hid their identities, and handed over the things on the surface to the younger brother to take care of, and the management model was somewhat like a gangster with profits.

They also found that the benefits of this are obvious, and due to the concealment of high-level identities, there are far fewer beheading plans and assassinations against bigwigs.

There are fewer conflicts on the surface, and all conflicts of interest are handled by death fighting.

The footfall area was a lot more harmonious for a while, everything turned into the dark, their business was still doing the same, and the money was also being made.

And the people who are jumping on the surface are just small characters who are insignificant.

And Junko Ueno is the second gang in Ashishita District, the daughter of the president of the Hiyagumi, she learned to hide clumsily from junior high school, and she hid it very well, and no one knew her identity.

Due to family reasons, she practiced knife skills since she was a child, exercised her body, helped out in a Japanese restaurant, learned various knife skills and made sashimi dishes.

Although most of her spare time is occupied, her academic performance is still very good, at least it is no problem to go to Imperial Capital High School.

And the reason why she chose to study at Sakuragi was just to be closer to home, to help her family in her sphere of influence, and to get in touch with the family's business and subordinates early.

After all, her father's organization can only be managed by her and her younger brother in the future, and she wants to learn more while she is still studying, and take care of her stupid brother in the future.

She practiced late that day in the sword department she had created, and she didn't even notice the passage of time, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that it was already six o'clock.

Her father also called to ask if he needed to send someone to pick her up.

She didn't want to trouble her father too much, and she was afraid that revealing her identity would cause unnecessary trouble, so she refused.

Taking off her special protective clothing of the Knife Technique Department, changing into a school uniform and shoes, she walked out of the school gate.

Tamako was unwell for the past two days and called in sick, and she walked alone on the way home.

On the way home, she was bumped into by a second-grade old oilman named Sukeo Hojo.

She remembered that she had pursued herself, and she had confessed to herself not long ago, but she had no interest in this guy at all and politely refused.

Hojo was followed by seven or eight people, about twenty years old, who seemed to be Hojo's friends, some hooligans in society.

They seemed to have just returned from drinking, and a group of people used the strength of the wine to block themselves.

Hojo also used the strength of alcohol to say something very boring.

Junko-chan, Junko-chan kept screaming, and then it was to let her be his girlfriend and so on.

She was already tired and just wanted to go home and rest, and she didn't want to pay attention to Hojo at all.

But the guy in the back of Hojo seemed to feel that he didn't give face, which made him very embarrassed.

said a lot of obscene words again, and a group of people behind him laughed and coaxed.

She thought it was a simple drunken harassment, so she was bitten by a dog, and subconsciously scolded a few words before turning around and leaving.

Hojo Sukeo seemed to feel that he couldn't hold his face, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

And then...

Finally unmasked and exposed his disgusting true colors.

"Since you don't want to be my girlfriend, then I don't need to protect you."

"I'll tell you the truth, I've done a few businesses in Sakura, and they've all been cute girls like you who come home late."

"At first, they would resist, but then they were much more honest, and now they are also relieved to help our brother earn money."

As he spoke, a group of drunks slowly surrounded him.

The guys were flushed, their faces were full of greed and lust, and they stared at her body with bad intentions.

Of course, she knew what Hojo meant by doing business and making money.

That moment.

She felt like she was blowing up.

I'm so angry that I want to kill! I really want to!!

If she had a knife in her hand, she might not be able to restrain herself, and she would directly chop off Hojo's head and kick it as a ball, and then cut these scum into pieces! Chop it up and feed it to the dogs!

...

It's a pity that she didn't have it, the real knives were all kept at home, and even the wooden knives were not brought with her because she was lazy.

Junko Ueno regrets it very much, but it's okay.

Although her whole kung fu is on the knife, and her strength will inevitably be reduced without a weapon in hand, but after years of family martial arts and physical training, she is not easy to mess with.

With a lightning strike, Hojo, who was behind her, was kicked to the ground by her, and the group of ruffians in front of her actually rushed up together when they saw this scene.

With so many people on the same page, because she had already exhausted her physical strength during training, and there was no guy in her hand, her strength was greatly reduced.

'Don't get caught by these guys!' ’

Thinking of this, she turned and ran.

The people behind also chased after him!

Feeling the person chasing behind her and the consequences of being caught, she didn't care about her image, and ran desperately with her thighs!

She wears small leather shoes issued by the school, which are used for classes and classes, but they are just good-looking, not sports shoes for physical education class.

She ran desperately with these shoes all the way, not only did her feet stiffen but also panicked, and the soles of her feet hurt to the ground.

The pain welled up in her brain, turning into anger and hatred, and she was ready to call the brother in the upper hall the next day to go to Hojo with a knife to settle the score!

To do such a dirty and filthy thing! It's time to rectify the security in Ashishita!

Let's start with these brutes! She wants to capture these scum alive, and then cut them a thousand times with her own hands to vent her anger!

Just as she was thinking about how to deal with the beasts, she suddenly let go of her feet, and she fell to the ground.

The shoes are flying!

Too suddenly! She didn't expect it at all, and she fell the ground.

Her hair was scattered, her hands were bloodied by the concrete road, and her knees were in sharp pain, and she tried to stand up, but found that her ankles were broken.

She had never felt so humiliated.

Forced to this extent by a bunch of unruly little ruffians!

She vows to take care of these guys, but for now, she can only find a way to escape first.

Fortunately, she had already come to the vicinity of the school, and although she was still some distance from the gate, there were still few people coming out of the school gate in the evening, and she and the people chasing behind her were seen from a distance.

She suppressed her humiliation and was about to open her mouth for help.

As a result, the cowhides are usually blown through the sky, and the hair dyeing is worse than anyone else's, and I see that these guys are also hiding faster than anyone else!

I didn't even dare to take a second look, so I walked away quickly in the opposite direction!

After scolding twice, she didn't expect anyone to help, she lay on the ground and turned her head, looking at the gang of things like beasts more than people rushing over with a red face, she barely stood up, and her teeth clenched and she was ready to fight.

Junko Ueno reminisced as she split everyone up, including Tamako.

Finally, he walked alone to a secluded corner under the shade of a tree and sat down, staring blankly at the cherry blossoms blooming overhead.

"Well, what happened next...."

"He showed up."

"I just came out of the school gate and studied late, listening to English tapes, holding a book in my hand and reading while walking, full of nerds."

"I know him, he transferred to the school and happened to be in the same class as me, he studied every day, he didn't care about anything, to be honest, I looked down on him."

"Why do you still go to Sakuragi to study with this learning energy, I think it's also pretending to be for others to see."

"It didn't take long for a test to squeeze me from the first place in my grade to the second place..."

"Although I don't lack that little scholarship, the first glory has been mine since I was a child, and the more I look at him, the more unhappy I become, and I have used the power of the class leader to make it difficult for him a few times."

"But he seems to have a good temper, he has never been angry, and I look down on him even more."

"He seems to be bullied a lot, and every time I see him, he has bruises on his face and sometimes gauze on his head."

"But I don't care, but I steal the fun, he can't survive in a person like Sakuragi, he is too weak, he deserves to be bullied."

"I don't pay attention to him anymore, anyway, sooner or later he will not be able to stand it and transfer away."

"A little blue-eyed sissy who studies all day long, that's all my impression of him."

"But..."

"Why did everyone run away, but he dropped his books, threw away his headphones and rushed up."

"Get out! Hurry up and find someone! I seem to say so. ”

"As a result, he began to undress."

"That day... The first time I saw him, he turned red-eyed. ”

I don't know how I feel in my heart, but the moment I see the person I've always hated rushing up for me, I feel like I've lost my soul.

I was disgusted with myself at that time.

I can't remember how many beatings he was given, and in that kind of open place, no matter how powerful a person is, he will inevitably be besieged.

When I came back to my senses, everyone was knocked to the ground by him, moaning on the ground.

In the end, Hojo, who walked with his legs between his legs, was the worst, because he put some cruel words and was pressed to the ground and beaten for a long time.

His face was shattered, and he lay motionless on the ground.

He strode towards me, bruised and covered in blood, both his and others'.

His eyebrow bone was broken, his face was bleeding, and his face was bruised, and he couldn't even see the good-looking face.

But he still stood straight.

He looked at me from afar, his eyes flashing red, and he didn't say anything.

While looking into his eyes.

A gratuitous throbbing surged in the bottom of my heart, and I was not afraid of the tragic consequences in the face of the scum of Hojo.

But when I saw those eyes, I didn't know why, I was so nervous, so nervous that I couldn't open my mouth, it was the first time in my life that I felt this way.

My whole body froze there.

At that moment, my heart was beating violently.

But not because of fear, not because of fear, but because of an irrepressible emotion.

Plop plop plop jump.

I can't hold back at all.

But... I was about to say something....

He picked up his clothes and left, and I sat alone on the ground watching his back go away.

I sat on the floor for a long time before I came to my senses, and then I called my father.

Soon.. So my father brought someone with me.

He saw the way I looked and was very angry.

The first time I saw him look like that.

The nine people lying on the ground were all brought back.

That night, after not doing anything for five years and just busy making various sashimi sushi dishes every day, he gathered all the Gokudo organizations for the first time, and even President Kure of the Eight Ministries Association came.

I knew what my father meant, and he wanted everyone to know me.

I also know him.

Let them all know what the main business of him, the owner of a cooking chain in the eyes of others, is.

When he handed me the sashimi knife and asked me if I wanted to do it... I refused.

It's not because I don't want revenge, it's because I'm confused, and my skills can't be used perfectly.

He also saw that I was absent-minded and thinking about something else, so he didn't mind.

Then at that banquet, everyone witnessed their father's sword skills.....

I didn't care about the rest of the matter, but I remember that month, the brothers in each hall were frequently dispatched, and it was also the month with the largest number of missing people in the ashita district.

Many stumbling girls were saved, and the atmosphere and the gang disappeared one by one.

I understood my father, he wasn't doing anything good, he was just angry.

Still, I think my father did the right thing....

The night went on like this, and the next day I came to school and saw him sitting in his seat, with gauze tied around his head, his nose and face swollen, and his blue eyes again.

I finally knew where the wound on his face came from.

He was still the same as always, he was studying with his head down in class and class, and he walked over to greet him, and he didn't seem to recognize me at all.

That's it, the third day, the fourth day...

I found out, it wasn't on purpose, he really didn't recognize me!

I wrote a few more letters to him, trying to ask him out for a good chat, but he threw them away without even reading them, and was still studying with his head down.

I became curious about him, and I wanted to know everything about him.

I found out the reason for his transfer from the family's intelligence channels.

Almost all of his family died in the earthquake five years ago, and the family, which was originally quite wealthy in the imperial capital, was shattered, leaving only his father to rely on him.

He was decadent, evasive, and his grades plummeted.

It seems that God still refuses to let him go.

Not long ago, his father also left him.

If you have no relatives, you will be the enemy of the whole world.

What a loneliness and despair it was, the loss of the last loved one, the pain that transcended everything and was suffocating to my imagination.

I don't know how he survived.

But when he looked at me that day, I could feel the strength in my bones.

It was as if nothing could destroy him after all his suffering.

He is so lonely and strong in this world.

After knowing all this, I regret and blame myself for the contempt and misery I had made for him.

Again, I felt disgusted with myself.

All kinds of emotions brewed in my heart, maybe I started to admire him from that day, after getting to know him so much.

I adore him, I can't be as strong as he is.

He's so strong that it hurts.

Strong enough that I wanted to protect him.

But he doesn't need it, I know, he doesn't need the protection of a weak person like me.

He stood in front of me that day, and through those eyes, I already knew how far apart we were.

I could only watch him silently, observing every scene of his life.

It became my greatest hobby and pleasure.

Watching him study hard every day, working to support himself, saying no to everything that is unbearable, and never caring about his injury.

Just bullying, I see that he doesn't know how many times.

Won't he hurt?

It was as if he had never been seen falling.

No matter how badly injured, he fought to the end.

In this way, slowly, his name became louder and louder, and everyone knew that he was called Kamiharakan.

Sakuragi's strongest man.

I love this title, only the strongest, worthy of him.

But....

As he became more famous, more and more people liked him.

I'm starting to get a little scared.

Something is wrong with me.

I got sick.

He transferred at the end of the semester, and it didn't take long for him to be on vacation.

I hated myself for being weak, why I didn't have the courage to say it.

It wasn't until the start of the new semester that I finally mustered up the courage to confess in person just yesterday.

Either way, I've realized my heart.

He helped me in the beginning when I needed it most.

I fell in love with him at that moment.

And this time ....

It was my turn to help him.