“Mr. Shirakawa Natsumi, please rest assured and leave the rest to our law firm.” The middle-aged lawyer and Shirakawa Natsumi came out of the police station together, and he bowed and said, “As per your request, we will try our best to increase their sentences.”

“Alright, then I’ll leave it to you.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, said goodbye to the lawyer, and no longer needed his help. Once Ueda had served a few years in prison and was out, he would be a strong, blond minotaur warrior, and there would be no need to worry about retaliation.

It was already past midnight. He looked up at the sky and saw that the moonlight was perfect for hunting badger.

Shirakawa Natsuka spent a lot of money to get rid of Ueda, not only because she was worried about herself, but also because she was worried about Jingu Nao, that little girl who was not very cunning.

It can be very dangerous if someone targets you. There are too many stories like this in novels and comics. If the villain wants to deal with the male protagonist, he will definitely target his female friends first.

“I’m going home.” Shirakawa Natsu reached out to flag down a taxi.

“Hehe~ Guess who I am.” A cheerful voice sounded from behind, and a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a body pressed against her back and quickly pried her hands away. The light and cheerful voice could only come from the innocent and carefree Jingu Nao: “Hey, what are you doing here?”

“I’ve been here all along.” Jingu Nao chuckled and took out her phone. There was a message on it, sent from his phone, asking her to meet him in the gym equipment room after school.

Shirakawa Natsu was startled and immediately recalled that in the bathroom, Keiko had taken his phone and operated it with one hand under the pretense of entering a number. This message was sent at that time, deleted immediately afterward, and casually turned off his text message receiving function.

According to the original script, the two were supposed to be having a fierce battle in the equipment room when Nao Jingu, who was on good terms with him, barged in. However, he didn’t follow the script.

“When did you get here?” Shirakawa Natsu asked cautiously, afraid of frightening her, as he had beaten Ueda with a baseball bat in a very bloody manner.

Jingu Nao’s expression suddenly turned serious. She made a gesture as if she were holding a baseball bat in mid-air, looking down at a trash can on the ground, and said coldly, “Shut up. You are not worthy to say Jingu Nao’s name. The outcome was already decided when you threatened Jingu Nao, because I will protect her.”

“Ah!! Stop talking, please forget it.” Shirakawa Natsu covered her face, feeling like she was speaking on stage during a class meeting, and when she inserted a USB drive, the projection screen behind her displayed a virus warning, something like “older man’s XXX,” and she blurted it out in a moment of madness. Now, it was coming out of someone else’s mouth, making her feel incredibly cringeworthy.

“Hahaha.” Jingu Nao also burst into laughter, and the two of them chased and played around on the street.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly grabbed Jingu Nao by the collar from behind and said disdainfully, “Tch, I can’t even outrun you, you’re really weak.”

“Because someone is protecting me, I don’t have to run around by myself~” Jingu Nao turned around with a smile and said, “By the way, is there any progress between you and Ms. Momo?”

“Please, I don’t like him at all, and Kimura-sensei is a man, okay?” Shirakawa Natsumi covered his face. Kimura Momo’s charm was getting stronger and stronger, making it easy for people to forget that he was a man. He had to remind himself often so that he wouldn’t see him as a woman.

“They all look like that, so it’s fine for men too~” Jingu Nao said with a grin. “True love between people of the same sex is the kind that doesn’t involve any other feelings.”

“You like the same sex?” Shirakawa Natsu asked.

“Of course not.” Jingu Nao shook her head decisively: “I just like watching pretty boys being affectionate.”

“Tch, double standard dog.” Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, and the two walked towards the apartment together.

Jingu Nao remained as talkative as ever, bouncing around him as if she had inexhaustible energy.

Shirakawa Natsu simply echoed him as usual. After speaking for a while, she suddenly stopped and kicked his shoe with her foot: “Something on your mind~”

“Hmm?” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then chuckled. This girl’s observation skills were really strong. He had just suddenly thought of the Huangmao APP. It had been several days, and he still hadn’t found a target. Finally, Huizi came to his door, but it turned out she was just trying to trick him.

“Hehe, look over there.” Jingu Nao suddenly grabbed his arm and pointed to the roadside.

Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze fell on the spot where the woman was pointing, where a bald yakuza member in a suit stood.

“Natsu, do you believe I dare to touch his head?” Jingu Nao said, her head held high, as if announcing something extraordinary.

“Uh, I don’t think there’s anything to brag about.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. No normal person would touch a yakuza member’s head.

He had barely finished speaking when he saw Jingu Nao skipping and hopping behind the man, raising her hand and slapping him on the head with a “smack”.

“Holy crap!” Shirakawa Natsu was startled and quickly ran over.

“Ueda, long time no see~” Jingu Nao greeted the yakuza member who turned around with a smile.

“Baka, are you looking for death?” The bald yakuza sized up Jingu Nao, seemingly not recognizing her, and his expression turned ferocious: “I am not Ueda.”

“Oh dear~ I’m so sorry, I mistook you for someone else.” Jingu Nao looked panicked, like a little girl who had done something wrong, covering her head with her hands: “Don’t kill me, I was wrong~”

“Get lost.” The bald gangster was too lazy to argue with the pretty young girl and impatiently waved her away.

Jingu Nao hurriedly ran back, sticking out her tongue as if to say, “Come and praise me!”

“What are you doing?” Shirakawa Natsu was completely bewildered. How did this guy manage to survive this long after all his reckless behavior?

He took her hand and walked forward. The two of them playfully walked to a 24-hour convenience store, bought hot tea, and squatted by the roadside to drink it.

It’s already past midnight. Shirakawa Natsumi usually goes home to sleep by this time, but she doesn’t want to go home so early today.

He seemed to enjoy walking with Jingu Nao, and felt a sense of emptiness on his way home today.

While the two were chatting, the bald gangster also walked into the convenience store. When he came out, he was holding a pack of cigarettes and lit one for himself on the roadside.

“Believe it or not, I dare to touch his head.” Jingu Nao swung her legs and looked at the bald man with a grin.

“Xin, please don’t be reckless.” Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched. This guy really is fearless.

“Your eyes clearly show you don’t believe me.” Jingu Nao pouted, then stood up from the ground and skipped over to the bald man.

Shirakawa Natsu didn’t even try to stop her. She just watched as she raised her hand behind the bald man and slapped him hard on the head with a loud “smack,” making him stagger. “Hey, Ueda, I just saw a guy with the same hairstyle as you next to the police station.”

The bald man slowly turned his head, his face contorted with bulging veins.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Jingu Nao bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, then turned and walked quickly toward Shirakawa Natsu. As she reached his side, she suddenly shouted, “Run!”

After saying that, she grabbed his arm and ran.

“Holy crap!” Shirakawa Natsu didn’t know what to say, and only wished she had two more legs.

“Run! Don’t stop, or the yakuza will kill you! Haha~ Hold on tight!” Jingu Nao grabbed his hand and ran ahead.

Shirakawa Natsu had no interest in watching her long, black-stockinged legs swaying back and forth. He panted heavily and used all his strength to follow behind her.

After the two ran away, the bald gangster’s ferocious expression suddenly disappeared. He took out his phone and dialed a number: “Miss Hua Fei, I think I’ve been discovered.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before a cool, clear female voice came through: “It’s okay.”

Inagawa Hanahi hung up the phone, looked at the stack of documents in her hand, and asked the middle-aged man standing next to her, “Are you sure it’s her?”

“It’s uncertain. We’re using the process of elimination among well-known assassins to find the most likely identity. Perhaps she’s not an assassin at all, and the killing techniques she used in the warehouse were just a disguise.” The middle-aged man shook his head. “If it really is her, then no one knows which face is the real one. The agents trained by that country have always been very good at disguise. Even if the data shows that a secret experiment stopped her body from aging, her real lifespan is already over fifty years old.”

Inagawa Hanahi snorted and casually tossed the file into the trash can: “Agents who have lost the country are nothing but aimless wanderers in the world. These rats hiding in the stinking ditch where the sun doesn’t shine, we, the Inagawa Society, don’t need to pay attention to them. Just arrange simple surveillance.”

“Yes, Miss.” The middle-aged man thought to himself, “Yesterday she was so righteous, saying that anyone who dared to provoke her fiancé, the Bamboo Union, would pay the price.”

After realizing today that the other party might be a troublesome individual, the fact that he could maintain such a cool and aloof demeanor while changing his tune so naturally shows that the Inagawa Association has a promising future.

“However, this rat killed someone from the Bamboo Union, an important member of my fiancé’s group. Send a copy of this information to the Bamboo Union.” Inagawa Hanahi’s voice was icy: “Change her identity to that of an ordinary assassin.”

The middle-aged man’s lips twitched. “I thank you on behalf of your fiancé. How can you say such shameless things without batting an eye?”

He looked at the trash can again. Since the data was still useful, why throw it in the trash? Was it simply because he thought it looked cool, or because it suited his icy beauty persona?

Seeing him standing there motionless, Inagawa Hanahi frowned slightly: “Is there another problem?”

“I’ll get right away!” The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and ran to the trash can to pick up the documents he had just thrown in.

At this moment, Shirakawa Natsu finally stopped, glanced behind her with lingering fear, and when she found that no one was chasing her, she leaned against the railing, panting heavily.

“You scared me to death! How did you manage to survive until today without being beaten to death?” Shirakawa Natsu noticed that their hands were suddenly clasped tightly together. After he finished speaking, he saw Jingu Nao grinning at his face: “Hey, why are you looking at my face? Is there something written on it?”

“Of course it’s written there~” Jingu Nao stretched out her hand and pointed at his face: “It says on it, ‘Does this girl in front of you like me? Hehe~'”

A flicker of surprise crossed Shirakawa Natsumi’s eyes. This seemingly silly and simple-minded girl had actually guessed his thoughts right away. After they were safe, he had indeed been thinking about this issue when he held her hand.

The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to suddenly fill with the sweet, innocent scent of young love.

“Hold on tight~” Jingu Nao lifted their clasped hands: “Otherwise, Jingu Nao will escape from your grasp.”