Rumor had it that he was even willing to openly confront a group of gyaru like Nogami Izumi and her clique, and came out unscathed.
He was simply not someone an ordinary student like Takashi could afford to provoke.
At this moment, the panic on Takashi's face clearly showed he had remembered Hikari's "reputation" in class.
And as the two looked at each other, Takashi's forehead had indeed broken out in cold sweat, his hands and feet beginning to tremble.
Usually he really was a timid, marginal otaku, but recently, because he had been preparing for a certain ritual, he had been holding back his desires.
And because he had truly held back for too long, plus today he had seen a full four top-quality beautiful girls, under the green worm, he hadn't been able to resist whistling.
But he never expected that his whistle would actually offend Hikari.
If he had known earlier that the boy beside these four beautiful girls was Hikari, Takashi wouldn't have dared to whistle even if he had eaten a bear's heart and leopard's gall.
At this moment, Takashi's brain was rapidly calculating. He wasn't thinking about whether to apologize, but exactly how to apologize in order to calm Hikari's anger and spare his own life.
Just then, a figure quickly walked out from a residence by the roadside, and came straight to stand behind Takashi.
Smack!
This figure raised a hand and directly slapped the back of Takashi's head hard.
The force was so heavy it made him let out a yelp and bend over, clutching his head and grimacing.
"Hey! Takashi! How can you be so rude to girls?", A crisp yet authoritative female voice rang out, full of anger, "Apologize to them right now!!"
"Mom?", Takashi clutched the back of his head and turned around in shock.
Seeing the middle-aged woman standing behind him, his face immediately went pale.
Takashi didn't even have time to say anything to his mother Morita Eri, and directly took two steps forward along the opening.
Then he bowed deeply at a hundred and eighty degrees toward Hikari and the girls, his attitude humble to the extreme, "S-Sorry! I shouldn't have whistled and harassed you! I was too rude! I'm really sorry!"
"Hikari-kun, s-sorry!"
If not for his mother being here, just Hikari's calm yet oppressive gaze alone would have been enough to make his legs go weak and kneel down.
He now kept his head lowered, not even having the courage to raise it and look at Hikari.
"Not doing anything good all day, only knowing how to act like a hooligan!", Takashi's mother Morita Eri stood with hands on her hips, her tone stern as she scolded, her eyes full of disappointment at iron failing to become steel.
"What time is it and you're still not hurrying to school! Dawdle any more and you'll be late!"
"Yes yes yes! I'm going right now!", Takashi felt as if he had been granted amnesty, hurriedly grabbed his schoolbag from the ground, and ran toward the school without looking back.
While running, he didn't forget to turn back and give Hikari a pleading look, afraid he was still holding a grudge about what had just happened.
After dealing with her son, Takashi's mother Morita Eri turned around, and also bowed deeply toward Hikari and the others, her tone sincere and guilty, "I'm truly sorry for startling you. This child, it's all because I didn't educate him well. I'll definitely teach him a good lesson when I get back, and absolutely won't let him do such rude things again."
"Really... I'm very sorry!"
Seeing Morita Eri's humble and sincere attitude, the frowns on the girls' faces also slowly relaxed.
The other party's mother had this kind of attitude, so what more was there to say.
"It's okay, Auntie." Hoshizuki Kaede waved her hand, and gently helped Morita Eri up.
"Ah right! Students, Auntie happened to make some pastries this morning, take some," Saying this, Morita Eri handed over a lunchbox.
"That's too much trouble...", Looking at the exquisitely made desserts Morita Eri handed over, Hoshizuki Kaede was clearly a bit tempted, but still politely waved her hand.
"What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm the one who should be embarrassed. My son was so rude to you just now, it's only right for me as his mother to make up for it!", Morita Eri held Hoshizuki Kaede's hand tightly, her attitude still sincere and humble.
"You're too kind, Auntie," Tsubakihara Yuna, seeing this scene, also couldn't help but smile.
"It's nothing, nothing, we're all sisters, none of that matters," Morita Eri smiled and waved her hand, her attitude truly extremely enthusiastic.
"Don't you think that's ridiculous? Kaede-chan, Auntie already said she made too many pastries, so just accept them," Seeing Morita Eri's extremely enthusiastic attitude, and then looking at Hoshizuki Kaede who was clearly moved, Hikari casually urged.
"Then... alright! Thank you, Auntie!", Hoshizuki Kaede finally accepted the pastries, and also politely bowed slightly to Morita Eri.
Morita Eri hurriedly waved her hand, and returned a bow.
And while Morita Eri and Hoshizuki Kaede were having their friendly exchange, Hikari also sized up this classmate's mother a little.
Morita Eri wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses on her face, covering most of it.
She wore a blue cotton T-shirt washed until it had faded, and thick, long, wrinkled, wide jeans, dressed extremely simply, at first glance like an ordinary middle-aged woman.
Even because the clothes and pants were loose, she appeared to have a somewhat fat, bloated look.
But the experienced Hikari, who had seen all kinds of beauties, keenly noticed that this was not fat at all, but plumpness.
Morita Eri's figure was actually plump to just the right degree, with not a trace of excess flesh at her waist and abdomen; instead, the fat was all perfectly accumulated in places like her chest and hips, making these feminine areas full and round.
It was just that the curves were deliberately hidden by the loose clothes and pants, the graceful curves completely concealed.
Staring at a classmate's mother's figure was truly impolite.
So after a quick glance, Hikari withdrew his gaze, only having discovered these discrepancies through his keen observation.
Although he was somewhat curious about why this mother deliberately concealed her very good figure, thinking about it carefully, it wasn't strange.
After all, this was an underworld, and having a bit of risk-avoidance awareness was only natural.
Otherwise, if one day she were targeted by a sudden netorare blond, wouldn't that be terrible luck?
Perhaps Morita Eri was one of the rare normal women in the underworld...
Morita Eri completely didn't notice Hikari's thoughts. Just after having a friendly exchange with Hoshizuki Kaede and the other girls, she instead took out her phone from her cloth bag, and sincerely requested of Hikari, "Hikari-kun, you're in the same class as Takashi-kun, right? Can I exchange contact information with you?"
"If this child ever dares to act like a hooligan again, or do anything rude, I'd like you to contact me directly. I will definitely discipline him severely, and absolutely won't tolerate it!"
Seeing Morita Eri's sincere request, Hikari nodded, "Sure."
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