But soon she heard footsteps coming from behind, and that group of people actually sped up too.
That group had about four or five people, all young men with brightly dyed hair, and they didn't look like good people at all.
Miyuri couldn't help starting to run, but the young men behind her also began chasing after her.
Seeing Miyuri start to jog ahead, Fujimoto Shiki couldn't help cursing at the underling next to him, "Idiots! Why did you guys get so close to her? You scared her off!"
The little thug next to him said helplessly, "Didn't expect this woman to be so sensitive, she noticed."
Fujimoto Shiki was speechless, cursing, "Idiots, hurry up and chase!"
After he said that, he rushed ahead to chase after Miyuri.
While running, Fujimoto Shiki kept cursing angrily.
Yoshizawa Takeo had already been missing for several days with no news. As Yoshizawa Takeo's friend, Fujimoto Shiki had been entrusted by Takeo's father, Yoshizawa Eigen, to investigate what exactly happened to Takeo.
Fujimoto Shiki took people around to the places where they usually fooled around together, but found nothing.
They only heard that the last place Yoshizawa Takeo appeared seemed to be at Miyuri's home.
So after receiving part of the investigation reward Yoshizawa Eingen offered, as well as the photo of the "suspect" Miyuri, they quietly began to investigate.
But since they weren't real detectives, they couldn't find any clues at all. They could only use the method they were most used to.
Which was simple and crude: they would directly block Miyuri as a group, then force her to tell them Yoshizawa Takeo's whereabouts.
Because of that, Fujimoto Shiki and his underlings had been following Miyuri for half a day.
But what annoyed Fujimoto Shiki was that this beautiful woman was very cautious for some reason. She only took main roads, never went anywhere deserted, leaving him no chance at all.
Even today when Miyuri came to join the courage-testing event, there were still many people around her, making it impossible for Fujimoto Shiki to act.
Just when he was planning to pick another time and leave, he suddenly noticed Miyuri going down the mountain alone.
Realizing it was a good chance, Fujimoto Shiki immediately gathered people to act.
But to his frustration, the underlings followed too obviously, making Miyuri notice and try to run, so now they could only hurry and chase.
While chasing, Fujimoto Shiki shouted, "Miss Miyuri, wait, we have something to say!"
But Miyuri showed no sign of stopping.
Fujimoto Shiki cursed a few more times.
The other thugs also began shouting all kinds of filthy words.
"Miyuri, stop running, we just want to make friends with you!"
"Miyuri sis-in-law don't look back, I'm your big bro!"
"..."
Hearing the sleazy, filthy shouts behind her, Miyuri fully confirmed that the people behind her were thugs and was furious.
She didn't know why they were after her, but in a desolate mountain like this, with not a soul in sight, she absolutely couldn't let them get close. She had to run.
Actually, those thugs weren't particularly fit either, and the downhill trail was uneven, so they couldn't run fast.
But compared to them, Miyuri, as a woman, ran even slower.
She didn't exercise much, and she also had two large burdens on her chest.
As time went on, the distance between them grew smaller and smaller.
But Miyuri still had some hope, because the path downhill wasn't long. If she could reach Ino Shrine at the bottom, where there were many people, the thugs would never dare to act.
But then something despairing happened.
After running for several minutes, a small stream suddenly appeared ahead.
Clearly, she had panicked while escaping and taken a wrong turn onto a small mountain trail instead of the main road.
This stream blocked the front, and she didn't know how deep it was.
There was no road on either side of the trail, and the thugs behind her were blocking the way. She had no way out.
To escape the chasing thugs, Miyuri bit down hard, lifted her pants, and hurried into the stream.
When Fujimoto Shiki and the others arrived and saw the stream ahead, their faces lit up with joy.
"With water there, she can't run fast, hurry and chase!", Fujimoto Shiki urged.
"Don't worry, Fujimoto, I'm good at swimming. I'll catch this woman right away so everyone can enjoy watching this wet beauty!", one thug laughed.
"Right! Before we ask about Takeo, we should have some fun with this woman first. She made us chase her for so long."
"This woman is so pretty and so sexy, I wanted to do her the moment I saw her picture this morning."
The thugs all rubbed their hands excitedly at the edge of the stream.
Meanwhile, Miyuri, already stepping into the stream, listened to the filthy shouts behind her, feeling the icy water crawl up from her knees toward her thighs. Her heart turned completely cold.
These uneducated thugs were clearly the same kind of people as Yoshizawa Takeo. If she fell into their hands, she might as well be dead.
But in this deserted wilderness, she couldn't call for help.
Now, she could only force herself to endure her fear, keep walking forward step by step, hoping she could cross the stream ahead of them and get down the mountain.
And Fujimoto Shiki's group watched the graceful figure struggling through the water, their hearts burning with desire.
They quickly rolled up their pants, preparing to rush into the water to catch her.
But just as Fujimoto Shiki put one foot into the water, a hand suddenly grabbed his dyed blond afro from behind.
"Ah!", His carefully dyed hair was yanked hard, making him suck in a sharp breath.
"Who the hell is pulling me?", Fujimoto Shiki turned around angrily, ready to teach that underling a lesson.
But waiting for him was a fist the size of a sandbag.
BANG!
Blood and pale fluid spurted out as Fujimoto Shiki fell straight to the ground.
The other thugs who were about to go into the water turned around instinctively when they heard the commotion.
They saw a boy who looked like a high school student standing behind them.
He had black hair, cold eyes, and no expression.
"You… who the hell are you?"
"Kid, what are you trying to do?"
"You want to get in our way?"
Facing their shouting, Hikari couldn't be bothered to speak. He simply swung his fists again and again.
Very quickly, all the thugs were knocked to the ground.
With Hikari's strength, he could easily take down all these "kids" with one punch each.
So he didn't bother talking to these useless thugs and took them all down in a few seconds.
Seeing them lying everywhere, Hikari stacked them together, dragged them behind a big tree near the stream, then summoned the Four Legendary Gays.
"Take them somewhere isolated and let them experience your special technique. Give them the 'ultimate humiliation.'"
"Hehe, okay!"
The Four Legendary Gays happily accepted the order and dragged Fujimoto Shiki and the others into the forest.
Hikari then turned around, quickly went into the water, and rushed toward the figure struggling in the stream.
He reached Miyuri quickly and grabbed her hand.
Miyuri, who was focused on moving forward, was suddenly grabbed and was shocked.
"You bastards, I'll fight you!"
She whipped around, ready to slap the person who grabbed her.
But her wrist was caught midair.
Just when Miyuri was completely despairing and even wished she could drown in the stream, the person in front of her suddenly spoke.
"Aunt, don't worry, it's me."
The silhouette looked a little familiar.
Under the moonlight, Miyuri widened her eyes, gradually recognizing the familiar features.
"Hik… Hikari-kun? You're Hikari-kun?" Miyuri said in disbelief and joy.
"Yeah, Aunt Miyuri, it's me," Hikari nodded.
Hearing that familiar voice and seeing that reassuring face, Miyuri burst into tears.
She threw herself into Hikari's arms, crying loudly, "I knew you would come save me, I knew it!"
Forced down the stream by Fujimoto Shiki's group, Miyuri had been on the verge of despair. Being suddenly rescued now filled her heart with overwhelming emotion.
Feeling her soft, smooth body pressed tightly against him and refusing to let go, Hikari understood. He gently supported her and patted her back to calm her.
After a moment, he said, "Aunt Miyuri, let's get to the shore first."
Hearing that, Miyuri realized they were still in the middle of the stream.
This wasn't the time to cry.
"Okay, let's go. But… Aunt can't really walk right now," Miyuri frowned slightly, looking troubled.
After being chased by Fujimoto Shiki's group and then forcing herself through the stream, she had already reached her limit. Now that Hikari had come, she relaxed completely.
So her whole body felt weak, and she didn't even have the strength to walk. She had no choice but to lean on Hikari.
Hikari saw this and said, "Then I'll carry you."
"Mm!", Miyuri nodded, raising her arms to wrap around his neck.
Hikari lifted her up completely and started walking toward the shore.
To avoid splashing more water on her or making her clothing any wetter, Miyuri clamped her long legs tightly around his waist, making him hold her face to face, chest to chest.
In that position, Hikari had no choice but to support her round, full hips with both hands while she clung to him.
The two stayed pressed chest to chest as they moved toward the bank.
Miyuri knew Hikari was strong, and being carried steadily made her feel safe.
But being carried without a single wobble, without touching even a drop of icy water again, still filled her heart with warmth.
But just as they were about to reach the shore, Miyuri suddenly felt something strange in her lower belly.
A wave of hot warmth spread through her, making her body go numb.
"Mm…", She parted her lips slightly without meaning to.
"Aunt Miyuri?", Hikari asked with concern.
"No… nothing!", Miyuri quickly shook her head.
But her pretty face flushed, and she stole a quick glance at Hikari, looking a little surprised.
The stream was ice cold, yet Hikari… Well, he really was that age after all.
Miyuri didn't want Hikari to notice her thoughts, so she immediately turned her head away before he could see.
As for some natural reactions, Hikari didn't think too much of it.
Although Hikari carried her steadily without getting her wet again, Miyuri had still gotten wet earlier when she went into the stream.
Her damp clothes clung to her pale skin, outlining her curves very clearly and making her very eye-catching.
Seeing that Miyuri was slightly wet, after getting her ashore, Hikari took off his outer shirt and draped it over her, since her clothes were thin and she was shivering a little.
"That stream was so cold. Aunt, you must still be cold. Wear my clothes first. And your pants are soaked too. Go back and change soon," he said.
"Mm, thank you, Hikari," Wearing clothing with Hikari's scent warmed her body and her heart.
"By the way, those guys who were chasing me, did you take care of them?", Miyuri asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I drove them off," Hikari said lightly.
By now, the Four Legendary Gays were probably giving those blond thugs the ultimate humiliation, just as ordered.
Even though they were some distance away, with his sharp hearing, Hikari could faintly make out some screams.
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