The Innocent

Now Lin Yu finally understood why Tang Manman had been so unlucky, encountering two instances of bullying in a single day.

As it turned out, the second incident was directly caused by the first.

And judging by the way the purple-haired guy seemed ready to chase after her, she probably wouldn’t have a peaceful day today either.

Should he teach that purple-haired punk a lesson?

The idea popped into Lin Yu’s mind, and after some consideration, he decided it was doable.

As long as he kept Tang Manman in the dark about who was behind it, everything would be fine.

That way, he wouldn’t get entangled with her while still helping her maintain her usual quiet life.

A perfect solution!

Once he made up his mind to deal with the purple-haired troublemaker, Lin Yu strode into the school campus with light steps.

All he needed now was to find a secluded moment to let that damn purple-haired idiot taste the power of his "Pure Love Iron Fist."

But...

Lin Yu frowned.

With Tang Manman’s stunning, celebrity-level looks, there were bound to be more than just the purple-haired guy eyeing her at school.

What if, after dealing with him, some red-haired or white-haired thugs showed up next?

Beat them up one by one?

What a hassle!

And it wasn’t just about the effort—what if one day, when he wasn’t paying attention, Tang Manman got cornered in some alley or taken away by one of those creeps, leading to unspeakable things?

At this point, Lin Yu was like an overprotective father worrying about his beautiful daughter, unable to shake the feeling that nothing was safe enough.

"I need a way to permanently stop Tang Manman from being harassed."

"But how?"

Lin Yu started tugging at his hair again in frustration.

The perfectly styled "Yagami" haircut he had inherited from the original owner was now a complete mess under Lin Yu’s restless hands.

"Forget it."

"I’ll figure it out as I go."

Lin Yu decided not to torture his brain any further and focused on handling the immediate problem first.

Time to let that damn purple-haired punk experience the legendary "Pure Love Iron Fist" from the master of the Pure Love forum!

...

By mid-morning, after the end of the school’s exercise session, Lin Yu seized the moment when students were dispersing to rest. He slung an arm around the purple-haired guy’s neck and pulled him away from his lackeys.

Not that those useless sidekicks would have been any obstacle for a seasoned fighter like Lin Yu.

But since the two school campuses had just merged, he figured it was best to keep things low-key to avoid drawing unwanted attention.

Dragging the purple-haired guy into the same secluded alley where he had bullied Tang Manman the day before, Lin Yu ignored his nervous grin and the weak excuses he started spouting. Without hesitation, he drove a fist straight into his gut.

Letting go, Lin Yu watched with satisfaction as the guy’s face turned from red to purple, his body curling up like a shrimp.

Seemed like his punching skills hadn’t weakened since crossing over into this world!

Lin Yu kicked the crumpled figure on the ground and, mimicking the tone of the typical delinquent from his memories, snarled:

"Listen here, you piece of trash—I don’t care who you are."

"Stay the hell away from Tang Manman from now on, got it?"

"If I catch you or your goons harassing her again, I’ll break both your legs and leave you begging on the streets!"

When the purple-haired guy nodded weakly in pain, Lin Yu left, thoroughly pleased with himself.

Exiting the deserted brick pathway, he stopped by the school’s newly opened convenience store for a drink before heading back to the classroom building.

The building had eight floors.

Students from the merged A Campus—mostly delinquents—were assigned to floors five through eight.

The well-behaved students from B Campus occupied floors one to four.

Lin Yu, now a senior, was on the eighth floor.

With the elevators temporarily reserved for moving A Campus supplies, he had to climb all eight flights of stairs every day—an exhausting routine that made him want to curse.

After scaling three flights, just as he was about to ascend to the fifth floor, a dense crowd gathered in the fourth-floor hallway caught his attention.

The corridor was packed, with everyone standing on tiptoe, straining to see what was happening inside.

This instantly piqued Lin Yu’s curiosity.

He was the type who couldn’t resist a spectacle—whether it was a construction site, a heated argument, or an outright brawl, he could watch for hours without getting bored.

Now, faced with this mysterious commotion, his inner spectator spirit awakened!

Abandoning his climb, Lin Yu pushed his way into the crowd.

Maybe it was his intimidating 2B hairstyle, or maybe the tattoos peeking out from under his uniform collar, but the people he shoved aside didn’t dare protest.

Effortlessly, he secured a VIP spot with a clear view of the action.

At a glance, it looked like a typical school bullying scene—a group of girls huddled together, flanked by a few guys with flashy hair colors blocking the hallway.

Lin Yu wasn’t a bad person, but he wasn’t some selfless hero either, always rushing to fight injustice.

Rather than jumping into the fray without understanding the situation, he preferred to enjoy the show from a safe distance.

Leaning against the wall, drink in hand, he was about to settle in when he noticed something alarming—among the group of bullies was a girl with long purple hair, who looked suspiciously like the girlfriend of the purple-haired guy he had just beaten up!

The moment he recognized her, combined with the fact that this was the senior year floor of B Campus, a sinking feeling hit him.

Sure enough, when the group of delinquent-looking girls moved, through the gaps in the crowd, Lin Yu spotted the unlucky victim—Tang Manman.

Seriously?!

Tang Manman, what kind of cursed luck do you have?

Maybe you should go see a fortune teller or something...

Halfway through his mental rant, Lin Yu suddenly realized something tragic.

From beginning to end, Tang Manman had been nothing but a helpless victim.

None of the bullying she endured was something she asked for—or even provoked.

She had done nothing wrong, yet she kept getting targeted just because of her striking beauty.

She wasn’t at fault in any way, yet she was trapped in this endless cycle of torment.

This depressing truth drained all the humor from Lin Yu’s thoughts.

Yeah.

What did she ever do to deserve this?

To be treated like this...

How pitiful.