Pure Love Project, Launch

After confirming the location, Lin Yu sprinted at full speed toward the abandoned supermarket.

As he approached the remote site of the old supermarket, Lin Yu noticed fewer and fewer people around, further confirming that his guess was correct.

After nearly five minutes of running, Lin Yu finally arrived near the abandoned school supermarket.

The narrow path leading to the old supermarket was just ahead. Lin Yu anxiously focused his gaze and spotted a young man with dyed red hair, wearing the uniform of No. 3 High School, leaning lazily against the wall like a makeshift lookout.

With the original host’s memories—those of a delinquent who fought and bullied others—Lin Yu instantly understood what the red-haired youth was doing.

He was standing guard for those committing misdeeds inside!

Just like when someone was being bullied in the restroom, there was always someone posted at the door—their role was to prevent teachers from barging in or to stop other uninvolved students from entering.

Given this, it was likely that things had already escalated inside.

Lin Yu’s heart sank, and he quickened his pace.

As he reached the red-haired delinquent, before Lin Yu could even speak, the slouching youth suddenly straightened up, standing at attention with an ingratiating smile.

"Hey, Brother Long."

The oddly familiar address made Lin Yu’s head fill with questions.

Brother Long?

What kind of ridiculous gangster nickname was that?

Besides, the original host—just like him—was named Lin Yu. What did that have to do with the word "Long" (Dragon)?

Why call him Brother Long?

Puzzled, Lin Yu sifted through the delinquent’s memories and soon uncovered the origin of the nickname.

Turns out, the original host’s zodiac sign was the snake, but he thought being called "Brother Snake" wasn’t imposing enough. Coincidentally, local folklore sometimes referred to snakes as "little dragons," so the original host demanded others call him "Brother Long" instead.

And thus, the nickname spread.

At this realization, Lin Yu couldn’t help but facepalm, utterly exasperated by the title.

But now wasn’t the time for frustration. Setting the nickname aside, Lin Yu briskly walked past the red-haired delinquent, determined to see if the scene inside the alley matched his expectations.

The classic NTR scenario—an innocent girl cornered and harassed by delinquents!

"Brother Long, uh… Brother Mao is handling some business inside," the red-haired delinquent stammered, gritting his teeth before reluctantly stepping in Lin Yu’s path, dutifully fulfilling his role as a lackey.

Hearing this, Lin Yu nearly laughed in disbelief.

Seriously?

Was the original host’s reputation as the school’s top troublemaker not intimidating enough? Or was his own status as a martial arts school heir insufficient?

How dare this nobody block his way?

Without wasting words, Lin Yu raised his hand and slapped the red-haired delinquent across the face.

The force sent the youth flying into the alley he was guarding. Without hesitation, Lin Yu strode in after him.

Passing through a low stone archway, Lin Yu finally saw the scene inside.

On the left side of the short brick-paved path, a purple-haired delinquent crouched on the ground, his hand outstretched but frozen mid-motion as he turned to see who had caused such a commotion.

Opposite him, a girl sat slumped against the gray brick wall, her arms tightly crossed over her chest. Her eyes were watery and red—clearly pushed to her limit.

Seeing that the purple-haired punk’s grubby hands hadn’t yet reached her, Lin Yu exhaled in relief.

He’d made it in time.

In the original manga, the girl’s uniform zipper had already been pulled down before the delinquent protagonist coincidentally passed by.

At least he’d arrived faster than the manga’s version.

Assured that the girl hadn’t been violated, Lin Yu strode toward the purple-haired delinquent.

The latter clearly feared the original host. By the time Lin Yu reached him, he had already straightened up like the red-haired lookout, offering a sycophantic smile.

"Brother Long."

"Who the hell is your brother?" Lin Yu snapped without a shred of courtesy. "Get lost!"

The purple-haired delinquent’s smile stiffened, but he didn’t dare show any resentment, smoothly retreating with his two lackeys in tow.

Once the trio had left, Lin Yu finally took a proper look at the manga’s leading heroine.

The moment he saw her face, he couldn’t help but gulp.

No wonder she was the heroine of an adult manga—she was unbelievably beautiful!

Her jet-black hair was thick and silky, framing a delicate face with a straight nose and thin, alluring lips. But the most captivating feature was her eyes—

A pair of mesmerizing peach-blossom eyes, as if crafted by the heavens themselves.

Lin Yu swallowed hard again, forcing himself to look away from her exquisite face and instead focus on her chest.

Hmm.

Her figure was… average.

Maybe it was just the baggy school uniform hiding her curves…

Wait—what the hell was he thinking?!

Mentally slapping himself twice, Lin Yu refocused on the name tag pinned to her chest.

Class 4, B Campus.

Tang Manman.

After memorizing the heroine’s name, Lin Yu turned and walked away without another word, wanting to avoid further entanglement.

Behind him, Tang Manman remained frozen in place, seemingly stunned that she’d been rescued just like that.

That yellow-haired boy had seemed even fiercer than the purple-haired one…

Had she misjudged him?

With a long exhale, Tang Manman scrambled to her feet, not daring to linger in the secluded spot for even a second longer. Without bothering to dust off her pants, she bolted toward the B Campus building.

The self-proclaimed "Brother Mao" and his lackeys were gone. Lin Yu had left. Now Tang Manman had fled too.

After her departure, two pairs of eyes—each filled with different emotions—retreated from their hidden vantage points…

Standing before a semi-transparent window, Lin Yu stared at his reflection, veins throbbing in his forehead from sheer irritation.

What kind of idiot would actually style their hair like this?!

The yellow bangs covering half his face, reminiscent of a certain fighting game character, made him want to tear them out on the spot.

Trying to ignore the infuriating hairstyle, Lin Yu scrutinized his reflection again.

Same as yesterday—his face was roguishly handsome, with slightly tanned skin. It wasn’t ugly by any means, but something about it just screamed "untrustworthy."

The vibe was undeniably that of a natural-born delinquent.

"Ding-ding-ding!"

The warning bell for class rang. Lin Yu sighed, stepping away from the window. After begrudgingly accepting his new appearance, he trudged toward the school building.

On the way, Lin Yu continued sorting through the memories of the original host—the delinquent with dyed yellow hair.

Having only transmigrated here yesterday, there were still many things he needed to carefully piece together.

First, the original host was an outright troublemaker, the school bully at No. 3 High.

His parents had passed away, and the inheritance they left behind had been seized by an unreliable uncle under the pretense of "safekeeping."

Now, the original host was stuck living in a shabby little rental.

Recalling the filthy, cluttered room he’d woken up in yesterday, Lin Yu—who had a slight case of mysophobia—couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

It had taken him ages to clean up that pigsty of a place.

And then there was this school uniform.

Glancing down at the barely salvageable uniform he’d washed by hand and machine multiple times, Lin Yu grumbled:

"Transmigrating into this filthy bastard’s body is the worst luck imaginable!"

After organizing the memories about the delinquent’s background, Lin Yu moved on to recalling the plot of the adult manga.

Since it had been so long, most of the story had faded from his mind, leaving only fragments.

His memory of the first heroine—the delicate girl Tang Manman, whom he’d just rescued—only resurfaced after seeing two scenes eerily similar to the manga: crushing a cigarette butt and the school’s surroundings.

At least that part of the plot had been resolved smoothly.

Tang Manman hadn’t been defiled by the delinquents, and her childhood sweetheart hadn’t been NTR’d. That was the best outcome.

Lin Yu let out a relieved sigh.

But...

Rubbing his chin, he realized today’s actions had violated the rule he’d set after transmigrating yesterday:

Stay far away from the four heroines.

Scratching the short stubble on his jaw, Lin Yu muttered hesitantly:

"Just saving a heroine once shouldn’t cause any problems, right?"

"Besides, I didn’t even talk to her. We probably won’t cross paths again."

"So the ‘Avoid Heroines Plan’ stays in effect."

"Yep!"

Clenching his fists, the eye not hidden by his yellow bangs burned with the determination of a newly sworn Party member.

"To prevent the manga’s disastrous ending from repeating!"

"The ‘Avoid Heroines Plan’ continues!"

...Speaking of which.

Who were the other three heroines again?

Lin Yu scratched his dyed hair in frustration. The manga’s plot was so old, he could barely remember.

Only the devastating final scene remained etched in his mind forever.

The last page hadn’t revealed much, but there were a few clues.

At the very least, it confirmed the delinquent would encounter the other three heroines and commit unforgivable acts against them.

And judging by that last page, not all of them were students—one in particular had an impossibly voluptuous figure, far beyond what a teenager could possess.

Who could she be?

A married woman?

Someone’s older sister?

Or worse—one of the other heroines’ mothers?

The thought sent shivers down Lin Yu’s spine.

He could only pray the manga’s author wasn’t that much of a degenerate...

Wait.

Lin Yu snapped out of it.

If he was committed to avoiding them, why did their identities even matter?

He just needed to stick to the plan.

Right!

Stay away from the heroines!

Let them and their loved ones have their perfect endings!

That’s it!

The Pure Love Plan—

Commence!!!

...

After nearly tripping yet again because his long hair blocked his vision, Lin Yu finally lost it.

"Damn yellow hair!"

"If I don’t cut you off tonight, I’m not the Pure Love Forum’s top mod!"

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