"Zhu Jun, have you joined any clubs? Want to join our tennis club?" Pulling his gaze back from the window, Zhu Haomiao looked at Sugiyama Yuriko, who was smiling, and politely declined. "I’m sorry, I’m not really interested in tennis." With his physique like that of a magical beast, playing tennis? Have you ever seen what it looks like when a cannonball hits a human body?! At that moment, the classroom door was roughly pushed open, and a man over two meters tall, with muscles bulging all over his body like a gorilla, aggressively walked in, followed by a noisy group of followers. "Who the hell is Zhu Haomiao?" With a thundering shout, everyone in the classroom instinctively turned their gaze in one direction. Following their eyes, the middle-aged man saw a face so exquisite it was almost unreal. Looking at his flawless and handsome features, the fury in the middle-aged man’s heart inexplicably burned stronger. "You’re Zhu Haomiao?!" Walking up to Zhu Haomiao, the middle-aged man looked down from a high vantage point, deliberately leaning forward and staring into his eyes with an oppressive gaze. However, the boy in black sitting in the chair showed no sign of anxiety or tension; instead, he raised the corners of his mouth with interest. "That’s right, I’m Zhu Haomiao. Are you the school security guard? Why are you looking for me?" The grin on his face suddenly froze, and the middle-aged man roared furiously, "I’m not a security guard; I’m also a student at this school!!" Blinking, Zhu Haomiao glanced at the wrinkles on the man’s forehead, suspiciously looking him up and down, and only then noticed that he was wearing the same school uniform as himself. "Oh, sorry, classmate, you’re just a bit too mature looking; I didn’t recognize you for a moment. What can I help you with?" Even though he spoke in a gentle and benign tone, everyone felt a hint of laughter they could barely suppress and couldn’t help but take a profound look at him. This transfer student is truly fearless! Daring to openly mock the school bully?! Didn’t he know that Otsuka Shouta’s family is involved in the underworld? However, Abe Waka’s concerns were completely different from the others; he was afraid that his unruly "Servant" would start a massacre. Feeling the taunts directly, Otsuka Shouta gritted his teeth so hard they creaked and squeezed out a sentence from between them. "Come with me, I have something to discuss with you!" Zhu Haomiao chuckled and stood up, as if he had no idea what lay ahead. But Abe Waka next to him felt a chill in the heart, as if he had smelled a nauseating scent of blood, and envisioned scattered limbs everywhere. Suddenly slamming the table, Abe Waka stood up. Despite his petite figure, he exuded a fierce aura, standing protectively in front of Zhu Haomiao. "Otsuka Shouta, he’s my esteemed guest. Whatever you have to say, say it to me!" Shocked by Abe Waka’s sudden burst of aura, Otsuka Shouta’s incredulous gaze darted between the two. A guest of the Abe family? Who on earth is this person? But before he could react, Zhu Haomiao pressed down on Abe Waka’s head, pulling him behind. "Adults are speaking, why are kids interrupting?" Walking straight past Abe Waka, Zhu Haomiao eagerly made his way towards the door, only to suddenly stop in his tracks. Turning around, seeing Abe Waka tugging on his sleeve with a face full of pleading, Zhu Haomiao shook his head in laughter. "Don’t worry, I’m a benevolent person, adept at persuading people with virtue. I’ll talk with them and clear up the misunderstanding soon." Patting Abe Waka’s head, Zhu Haomiao gently freed himself from her grip and leisurely walked out of the classroom under the complex gazes of classmates. However, as he reached the doorway, Zhu Haomiao stopped, turned his head with a puzzled look. "Whoever you are, weren’t you going to talk to me? Let’s go! Why are you just standing there?" The urging voice of Dao Fan Tiangang snapped Otsuka Shouta out of his contemplation, and under the expectant eyes of his followers, he could only grit his teeth and forcefully bluster on. "Alright! Follow me!" Watching the noisy group fade into the distance, Abe Waka painfully pinched his brow. Instinctively touching the black dragon pattern on the back of his hand, he was reluctant to use a spell over such a trivial matter. Abe Waka’s thoughts raced, and suddenly the image of an elegant young girl appeared in his mind. Only she could stop Zhu Haomiao from going on a rampage! Heart pounding, Abe Waka took off running, quickly heading for Yazaki Yu’s classroom. Racing along the path, Abe Waka found his childhood friend and her "Servant," anxiously explaining the situation. "What? Otsuka Shouta is causing trouble for Zhu Haomiao? How dare he?!" Yazaki Yu nearly dropped his jaw to the floor, unable to fathom who gave these idiots the courage. Even standing next to Zhu Haomiao made him tremble! The kind of terror that resonated deep within the soul made him unable to even muster the courage to look Zhu Haomiao in the eye! "Mortals’ spiritual senses are too dull to feel fear. I’m afraid they’ll truly anger Zhu Haomiao, causing a bloody incident in the school..." As he spoke, Abe Waka cast a hopeful, pleading gaze at the composed noble girl beside him. However, Amaterasu simply packed her bag unhurriedly and elegantly rose from her seat. Yazaki Yu couldn’t help but speak, but before he could persuade her, Amaterasu gave him a resigned glance. "Don’t worry, because they’re weak enough, their provocations won’t anger that guy." "With that guy’s nasty personality, he’s probably just playing with them like observing ants." "His pride is too lofty to seriously engage with ants..." Hearing these assured words, Abe Waka and Yazaki Yu exchanged a glance and breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Could you come with us to take a look? Just in case...only you can stop him..." Upon hearing Abe Waka’s request, Amaterasu hesitated for a moment, nodded helplessly. As the main deity of this land, she didn’t want someone as dangerous as Zhu Haomiao going berserk either. The three raced along the path, making inquiries along the way, eventually arriving at the playground behind the school. In the shadow of the teaching building, in a rarely-trodden corner, a group of bruised and swollen figures lay on the ground groaning in agony. In the center of the battlefield, several people were stacked together, forming a cushion, and an elegantly handsome boy sat on top, gripping Otsuka Shouta’s hair, holding him upright to face him. "Next season, you’re going to single mark James, understood?" With eyes swollen to the size of buns, Otsuka Shouta managed to open a slit, looking fearfully and confusedly at the devil in front of him. What on earth did he mean? Not paying attention to Otsuka Shouta, Zhu Haomiao casually tossed him aside, stood up, and clapped his hands. Looking at the ground covered with groaning muggles, a barely noticeable red light in Zhu Haomiao’s eyes gradually dimmed as he nodded with satisfaction. Restraint of "anger," "Dao Heart" +1.