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The System Won't Work Unless I Have Girlfriends

“Yeah, no one could convince me, even in a hundred years, that I would date someone, not even if she were Kar*******.” [To start the system, please find a suitable partner you like] This floating screen has been popping up for years now! “No, I refuse. Tell whoever sent you to fuck off. I don’t need any external help to be great.” [...Are you sure a bout that?] Eh? This is the first time the system has responded like this. It reminds me of how I’ve struggled without relying on this so-called system. Should I really try it now? --- patreon.com/Livice

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Chapter 28

After some time, the school called the police, and Takeuchi was taken into custody.

The teachers suggested that Masamune rest in the school infirmary, with Shoko and Naoka by his side.

"I knew it! That four-eyed jerk finally showed his true nature. He should be ashamed, trying to pick a fight with us kids! I always knew that guy was an asshole," Naoka fumed, crossing her arms.

"Language, please," Masamune said simply, causing Naoka to flinch. "Ah, sorry."

Glancing at Shoko, he saw her sign to him with concern. {That must have hurt, right? But how could Takeuchi-sensei do that to you?}

Masamune smiled slightly and chuckled inwardly. {I'm fine. He must be crazy.}

"Hmmph..." Shoko let out an annoyed response as she signed again. {Don't speak about him like that, Makabe. He's still our teacher.}

Seeing her concern, Masamune apologized. Shoko was just too kind, still a bit naive. Maybe she is still a kid.

{Still, you don't have to wait here. Go back to class.} he signed.

{Should I?} Shoko hesitated.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?" Naoka asked, raising an eyebrow.

Masamune sighed. "I said, you both should go back to class."

"Eh? Are you sure? I mean, the teacher said it's fine for us to wait here with you."

Masamune's expression made it clear; whatever.

"Shoko? There you are..."

Masamune turned to see the woman who had slapped Takeuchi earlier. Shoko quickly stood up and approached her.

"Mom. They're mah fien. Mahave Mavamne an Uwevo Nhaoka," Shoko said, doing her best to introduce them.

"Huh? What is she trying to sa—" though Naoka struggled to understand her words.

Masamune interrupted, bowing slightly as he made Naoka bow too. "Hello. It's nice to meet you. My name is Makabe Masamune, and this is Ueno Naoka, ma'am..."

The woman studied Masamune and Naoka for a moment before turning to Shoko. "Shoko, be careful not to stay alone in a room with a boy like this without an adult. And remember, boys like him can grow up to be naughty, especially when he surrounded by girls all the time. Anyway, I have to go to work now, Shoko," She turned and walked out of the room, offering no further explanation.

The three of them stood in stunned silence, not expecting such harsh words from Shoko's mother.

Shoko just stared after her, speechless. Realizing that her mother had said something harsh to Masamune, she quickly turned back and waved her hands frantically. {I am sorry! I am sorry! Mom is always like that, Makabe. I'm really sorry.}

"Huh? What did that old hag just say now?" Naoka muttered, clearly annoyed.

Masamune sighed, 'women...'

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(First pov)

Two days later.

In a private room at the most expensive restaurant in Tokyo, I'm having dinner with mommy, kuhum! Kirisaki Hana.

"At first, I thought that confidence you showed me was just the naive thinking of a young boy dreaming he's the center of the world. However, you're more thoughtful than I expected. Hmmph~ Congratulations. You've won the bet, little boy—no, I should call you by your name. Masamune-san, is that okay?"

"The past is the past, so let it stay there. I'm only looking toward a bright future. And pleease drop the '-san', just Masamune is fine. Also, thanks for the little help."

Hana giggles softly. "It was just a trivial matter. I think you wanted to resolve it way too easily. Why not just make him swim in Tokyo Bay?"

I chuckled. "Well, killing people isn't my style. Throwing him in jail is enough for me. I mean, let's not get distracted by things like this."

"HAHAHA! Sure, sure. Well, at least he'll be behind bars for five years, and his teaching license has been revoked. Besides, society won't accept a criminal as a teacher, right? Sigh, you know what, I like this plan—let's just have Claude handle him and call it a day," Hana said.

Wait, I thought it was only two years in jail, but it's actually five? Anyway, this woman is crazy. Then again, I wouldn't expect anything less from a mafia boss. Hana has influence in both the US and Japan. It's not an exaggeration to call her a true oligarch. I've even heard that during every U.S. presidential election, she's one of those who decides if the candidates are worthy of the office.

"That reminds me, do you have a girlfriend?"

I hum thoughtfully and then chuckle. "No. Also, I have no plans to get one anyway."

"Then, are you interested in becoming my son-in-law? How about getting engaged to my daughter, Chitoge?"

This woman isn't seriously trying to marry off her daughter to me. However, let's not trying to offend her and the white haired-fanatic behind her.

"I am honored; however, I am concerned about your daughter's feelings. Shouldn't she be the one to choose her own path, including her partner?"

Hearing this she smile at me, "I am agree with that, still, you've my approval if someday, she become yours."

I laugh inside. Of course, there's no way I'm going to fall into this trap.

"By the way..." Hana continued, "If you wanted to. With just snap of my fingers, I can turn Hayase Group yours. Why you don't rely at me and relax like others kids at your age."

"I've to decline it, Hana-san. 'Ich mache mein eigenes Ding', is my motto."

"Heh~ you speak other language too? Hm~ 'I do my own thing' so manly, but... why were you hiding your ambition in German?"

"Uh..." So she understand what am I saying huh? "...nothing special." Just how many language Hana fluent with?

After that, my school days became more peaceful. Like I said, authority is the key. Now that the shitty teacher is gone, a language teacher named Yuki Kita has become my homeroom teacher. She's far better in many ways, and she's even learning sign language because she has a deaf student to take care of.

After that, I kept working tirelessly. With the money I had, I made significant investments in company stocks that I knew would soar. When it came to investing, I had to travel around the world to ensure that my decisions were sound. It was essentially the same approach I used to elevate Brawn GP to a new level of success.

And just like that, a year flew by, and I graduated from elementary school.

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Alright, I'll conclude this volume here.

I hope you've gotten a good understanding of the main character's personality up to this point.

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