The Stand User Of The Daily World

Chapter 90: "I Can Handle the Hard and the Soft!"

Looking at Shuu's expression of disbelief, Akane sneered internally.

---What a joke. Those are Mai Sakurajima, Utaha Kasumigaoka, and Hanabi Yasuraoka! Even Hanabi Yasuraoka, in her second year, had countless boys admiring her, let alone Mai Sakurajima, the big star. To conquer women of this caliber? Just the thought is exhilarating!

And you, Sh7u? Sure, crushing Hina to this extent brought satisfaction, but now she's no longer of any use. Naturally, she has to be discarded.

Shunsuke, watching Akane, smiled mockingly to himself as well.

---This woman has no sense of self-awareness. She's just a tool I used to hit Hagiwara Shuu. Now that she's served her purpose, why should I continue playing along? For a woman like her, hurting those good girls? Who does she think she is?

---As for whether I embrace her or not, I already said I'd give her a chance. If she can't seize it, that's her problem, not mine.

Of course, if Akane wanted to flaunt herself or try to win him over, Shunsuke wouldn't stop her.

But he never said he'd cooperate.

Let her embarrass herself.

Maybe, after a few more humiliations, she'd finally cure her self-inflicted mental exhaustion.

However, seeing Hina standing there dazed and unresponsive, Shunsuke frowned in dissatisfaction.

I'm standing up for you here, you know? How come you're just standing there like a statue? Do I have to do everything myself?

Seeing Shunsuke extend his left hand towards her chest, Hina's face turned bright red.

After hesitating, she finally leaned in for a hug.

Shunsuke managed to achieve the enviable position of holding Hina on his left and Akane on his right.

---As expected, Hina's figure is more understated under clothes, but when it comes to physique and posture, she has the edge. Her embrace nearly covered my entire arm. I guess I don't have to worry about any future... wardrobe dilemmas.

---But in terms of softness, Minagawa-sensei still wins. The elasticity is top-notch. Though the coverage isn't as significant, the tactile sensation is superior. When it comes to service, Minagawa-sensei is undeniably in a class of her own.

Shunsuke carefully compared the strengths and weaknesses of the two women, his expression tense as if pondering a global conundrum.

In the end, he came to a conclusion: these two were no worse than Suzuna and far superior to Rui and Runa, those two brats.

Of course, Runa had some special perks, so when factoring everything in, Rui turned out to be the most ordinary of them all.

That said, Rui did have her unique advantages.

After all, it wasn't every day you found a girl with both the allure of a teacher and the warmth of an older sister.

And now, they were even part of the same family—a significant edge.

"You scumbags! Both of you are absolute scumbags!"

Looking at Shunsuke's mocking stance, Shuu, who was far from a saint, could no longer maintain his hypocritical facade. He wasn't some saintly Ninja Turtle, after all.

"I'll report you all! I'll make sure you're expelled from school and never find work again!"

The curses might have sounded laughable, but in Japan, being unable to find a job was one of the harshest social condemnations.

Beautiful women might have side gigs to fall back on, but for men, an unexpected twist of fate could leave them with no choice but to become homeless.

"Hagiwara Shuu, you really dare to say that? Wouldn't you be the first one to get expelled?"

"And evidence? Where's your evidence? Do you really think Aiko will believe your nonsense? She loves me the most!"

Shunsuke casually pointed to the scattered papers on the floor. "Those are reports I had a private investigator compile. You can take a look—photos and everything. Tsk tsk tsk, and there's even one involving a college student. You really are something else."

Shuu's face turned pale instantly as he scrambled to pick up the papers on the floor, quickly flipping through them.

The pages were filled with incriminating photos of him embracing various women—some dining together, others standing near a pink hotel.

Each photo was stamped with clear timestamps and dates, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

"Fake! These are all fake! They're photoshopped!" Shuu refused to give up. "Aiko will believe me! If I say they're fake, she'll absolutely believe me!"

Watching Shuu's pathetic display, Hina sighed softly.

Her tense body relaxed as if all the burdens had been lifted.

She had let it go.

"Buzzzzz—"

At that moment, a commotion from outside the shopping district caught everyone's attention.

Shunsuke activated Star Platinum to get a look.

A helicopter was descending in the distance, preparing to land, though Shuu and the others remained oblivious.

"HAGIWARA SHUU—!"

A thunderous, enraged shout echoed from afar.

Shuu raised his head in confusion, his expression resembling a shattered porcelain mask hastily glued back together and powdered white. "F-Father-in-law?!"

"Don't call me father-in-law! I don't have a son-in-law like you!"

The elderly man stormed over, furiously striking Shuu with his cane.

"Wait! Father-in-law, let me explain!"

Shuu didn't even dare dodge.

This man wasn't just his father-in-law but also his benefactor—his boss!

In Japan, if your boss took you to meet clients and shoved your face into a hotpot for amusement, you were expected to endure it with a smile.

Let alone being struck—if your boss slapped you multiple times, you'd better grovel with gratitude, exclaiming, "Thank you for the lesson!" or, "Boss, don't hurt your hand!" Failing to do so meant you weren't a competent corporate drone.

Forget about promotions or raises—you'd never climb to the peak of life's success.

Watching Shuu get beaten black and blue without daring to resist, Shunsuke lost interest in the farce. With an arm around each of the two women, he said calmly, "Let's go."

Akane and Hina didn't spare Shuu another glance as they left alongside Shunsuke.

After walking a few steps, Shunsuke caught sight of Sayaka hidden among the crowd in the distance.

He nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Sayaka deliberately clicked her tongue, making her displeasure clear.

"Minagawa-sensei, we'll leave it here for today. Hina, wait here for a moment," Shunsuke said. He withdrew his arms from the two women and walked over to Sayaka. "Thanks for your help this time."

Sayaka's expression remained stiff. "You should be thanking the president, not me."

"Of course. Next time I see Kirari-senpai, I'll express my gratitude properly," Shunsuke replied with a nonchalant smile, unfazed by her attitude.

Although Kirari had set a few conditions, Shunsuke had been the one to seek her help.

Gratitude was only fair.

However, this situation reinforced his resolve to become stronger.

He couldn't rely on Kirari every time trouble arose.

After all, she was the head of the powerful Momobami clan, not his personal assistant.

"Before you go thanking her, maybe fix your attitude first," Sayaka snapped. "Calling her 'Kirari-senpai' so casually—do you really think that counts as gratitude?"

"I think Kirari-senpai might actually like that nickname," Shunsuke said dismissively, unfazed by her criticism.

As Sayaka glared at him, Shunsuke silently laughed to himself.

Soft skills or not, I know how to handle them.

If I'm using my talents to thrive, why should I be judged by a secretary like you?

A new double-standard champion was quietly on the rise.

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