Water splashed down the girl’s back, trickling along her perfect curves.
The red markings extending to her shoulders pulsed nervously, as if breathing, or as if vibrating with a heartbeat.
Her toes, pressed tightly against the tiled floor, suddenly arched, then curled and trembled a few times before settling back in satisfaction, sending droplets flying.
After finishing her shower, she looked at the indifferent girl’s face in the mirror, a blush spreading across her cheeks—so embarrassing!
Abstinence, DAY 0!
When she came to her senses, it was already a critical hit!
That kind of play from Kaori Onishi… She had another secret she’d rather die than reveal!
After drying her hair, Jiang Jian Yue wrapped a new bandage around her neck and walked out of the bathroom.
She glanced at Akimoto Miki, kneeling in front of the sofa, and sighed.
“Get up.”
“Missy…”
Akimoto Miki bowed her head even lower.
“Please punish me.”
In the afternoon, Saori Saiyonji had insisted on leaving—since Jiang Jian Yue hadn’t given a direct order, she just spoke to Meko and left alone.
With both Jiang Jian Yue and Morita Aoya absent, Akimoto Miki had the most authority in Jiang Jian Apartment—and therefore the greatest responsibility.
She believed failing to persuade someone to stay was already a dereliction of duty.
“Heaven sends rain, mothers send their daughters off to marry…”
Jiang Jian Yue muttered in Chinese,
“Let them go.”
Akimoto Miki naturally didn’t understand, maintaining her dogeza posture.
Ironhead!
I told you to get up—are you deaf?
Jiang Jian Yue reached out and transmuted a Medical Mannequin, then manipulated it behind Akimoto Miki—
It suddenly wrapped its arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground!
“Eh? Eh eh eh… ah!”
Akimoto Miki kicked her legs, her face filled with confusion, then turned to see a skinned human face grinning at her.
Her eyes narrowed to slits, and she spun around, driving her elbow hard into the side of the mannequin’s head.
If it had been a normal person, that full-powered spinning elbow would have knocked them out cold.
She’d forgotten—Akimoto Miki was still a Combat Maid.
Akimoto Miki noticed Jiang Jian Yue standing nearby, unfazed by the Medical Mannequin. She realized instantly—it must be connected to the Missy.
Akimoto Miki certainly hadn’t forgotten the Medical Mannequin that invaded Jiang Jian Apartment before.
She didn’t bother thinking about the connection—whatever the Missy did was right.
“Don’t move.”
“Yes…”
Jiang Jian Yue sat back at the computer desk, facing away from the sofa, and started checking her phone.
Behind her, the continuous sound of blows hitting flesh echoed—Jiang Jian Yue’s “punishment” for Akimoto Miki.
She focused on the unread LINE messages—Kaori Onishi and Yuki Asahi were asking if she was angry.
Kaori Onishi apologized endlessly, her pitiful attitude… It really made one pity her.
She honestly wasn’t angry.
But… Well, never mind.
Staring at their messages, the prankster in her began to stir again.
Should she pretend to be angry?
Ooh~ How wicked.
But in the end, the “kind” Jiang Jian Yue still told them she wasn’t angry.
Kaori Onishi believed her easily, but Yuki Asahi, that stubborn guy, kept insisting she was still upset!
Points deducted! Points deducted!
“I’m so glad, senpai isn’t angry—otherwise… Otherwise, I’d have to offer up Yuki-kun as an apology!”
No need for that.
Jiang Jian Yue suddenly felt a little curious.
What strategy had Kaori Onishi used that afternoon to get things so heated between them?
So she proactively asked her on LINE.
“Uh… I got to the clubroom first, then stood on the windowsill holding a wet rag, waiting for Yuki-kun. When he came in, I said I was going to clean the upper window.”
“Then… then I pretended I was about to fall. Uh… Yuki-kun rushed over to support my legs… That’s how it was supposed to go.”
“But I really lost my balance and sat on his face…”
A little cat covering its face emoji followed.
Such a cunning plan.
“I think I’ve figured out the trick. It feels like I’ll be able to win over Yuki-kun soon.”
Is that so?
Jiang Jian Yue stared at the cute stickers Kaori Onishi sent, her heart as calm as still water.
A guy as gloomy as Yuki Asahi, once he falls in love, wouldn’t turn back even if beaten to death. He had great potential to become a yandere—she doubted Kaori Onishi could win him over so easily.
Jiang Jian Yue tapped the keyboard and sent,
“Then you’d better work hard.”
Before I fall for Yuki Asahi.
Today remains another day with zero heartthrobs.
The FLAG stands firm, and it absolutely won’t be broken!
Single heroine Jiang Jian Yue nodded in satisfaction.
She suddenly realized the “punishment” behind her had been going on for a while, and hurriedly deactivated the mannequin.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes~”
Hm?
Jiang Jian Yue noticed something odd in the voice and spun around.
Akimoto Miki’s long legs, hidden beneath her maid’s dress, shook with every step she took.
Watching the long trail of water left on the floor, Jiang Jian Yue covered her face and sighed,
“Have someone come clean this up.”
The poor floor, suffering so much abuse from various bodily fluids.
“Senpai, please straighten me out.”
Shaking her head with a sigh, Jiang Jian Yue turned away, squinting at the message Yuki Asahi had sent on the screen.
“Straighten you out”
[Smile emoji]
“Old man, stop sending emojis already!”
“Okay.”
Why so serious again… What a boring guy.
Bang!
Jiang Jian Yue was about to refocus on the computer when suddenly a gunshot rang out from the rooftop.
***
What’s going on?
Why did someone open fire?
Morita Aoya had only briefly mentioned the existence of a Sniper Post on the rooftop yesterday.
Quickly messaging Morita Aoya, Jiang Jian Yue gripped the Invisibility Wristwatch on the edge of the desk.
If there was an enemy, she’d have to make the most of the remaining invisibility time.
Morita Aoya replied quickly:
“It was just a drone that flew nearby. The Sniper Post shot it down.”
Jiang Jian Yue thought for a moment, then typed:
“We should import some anti-drone devices from Tokyo University.”
“If we keep shooting at them, it’s bad if we accidentally hit the surrounding residences.”
“I was about to report to the Missy… I’m already on the fifth floor.”
Morita Aoya walked in carrying a mop—wait, why are you the one cleaning the floor?
“Missy, please allow me to take up your valuable time.”
Just saying that is already wasting my valuable time!
Jiang Jian Yue casually tossed the wristwatch onto the desk and nodded, signaling him to continue.
“Today, someone’s investigation revealed the apartment’s connection to the Dawn Resources Group. At noon, someone came to cause trouble.”
Normally, Morita Aoya wouldn’t report such a small matter, but the next part was more serious:
“The Missy’s information… was also leaked.”
Damn!
Boxed!
She hadn’t even debuted as a Vtuber and was already doxxed.
“But we cleaned up the traces online as quickly as possible, used special methods to backtrack those who spread the information, and after some ‘persuasion,’ they won’t be sharing it anymore.”
There was even a box war.
Even as the heiress of the Dawn Resources Group, Jiang Jian Yue felt Morita Aoya’s methods were a bit “yakuza-style.”
“Morita, what was your previous… profession?”
Jiang Jian Yue couldn’t help but ask.
Truthfully, she hadn’t been that familiar with Morita Aoya before.
In her memory, Morita Aoya had worked at home from early on.
It was only after Jiang Jian Yue moved out of the old mansion and came to Toshima Ward that he became more noticeable.
“I was sponsored by the head of the family since childhood. After graduating from Tokyo University, I joined the Jiang Jian family, with no other occupation.”
Morita Aoya answered meticulously.
“Most of the Jiang Jian family’s servant-bodyguards came from orphanages. After the old mansion and the Japan company dissolved, most followed the head of the family to Africa.”
Oh, so that’s how it was.
Wait!
Something doesn’t add up.
The ages don’t match!
No matter how limited Jiang Jian Yue’s intelligence was, she could tell this was weird.
In her memory, her father looked even younger than Morita Aoya… How could he have sponsored an orphanage and raised death squad members since childhood?
Her father once said his late grandfather was a poor farmer—so even if her father was a reincarnator determined from childhood to dominate Africa, he wouldn’t have had the resources!
So, her father, this Japanese Long Ao Tian, also had his own little secrets.
Seeing that the Missy had no more questions, Morita Aoya continued,
“We’ve limited information about the Missy to the smallest range, but the matter of the apartment can’t be completely contained.”
“So, now the apartment is drawing too much attention and is less safe.”
“I’ve transferred some personnel and new equipment from Africa and Sri Lanka, about seven hundred people.”
The Dawn Resources Group had a military base in Sri Lanka—it was established after Sri Lanka went bankrupt.
“In addition, all the surrounding residences have been purchased and designated as the ‘Dawn Resources Group Embassy District in Japan.’”
An enterprise can have an embassy too… This is so cyberpunk.
Jiang Jian Yue hadn’t even noticed the drop in nearby population on her ride home this afternoon.
“As for security matters at the Missy’s school, I thought I should consult you before taking action.”
Jiang Jian Yue shook her head lightly,
“With Hattori, it’s enough.”
Don’t joke—in the school, with Hattori and herself, their combined combat power far surpassed ordinary bodyguards.
Not to mention the male protagonist Yuki Asahi—there’s really nothing to worry about!
If you add the Supernatural Club to Hattori—though she suddenly realized they were two different clubs, joke getv—if even they can’t handle it, more bodyguards would just be cannon fodder.
Jiang Jian Yue was soft-hearted and didn’t want to see her own people die.
Although she’d lately felt Hattori Koji was a bit annoying… If he really died, she’d definitely shed tears for him.
Jiang Jian Yue actually had a low threshold for tears, often crying at TV dramas.
“Understood… Lastly, there’s the matter of Saiyonji-kun.”
Morita Aoya opened his phone and played a video,
“Have you seen this?”
Jiang Jian Yue looked curiously at the screen—a handheld shot from a second-story window, pointed down.
The setting seemed to be a commercial pedestrian street, now in chaos, with what looked like blood on the ground.
Saori Saiyonji—more precisely, a superhuman burning with flames—was facing off against a monster.
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