I Didn't Open the Harem, What Did I Do Wrong?

It must be very beautiful in the spring of next year.

"Speaking of which, how did Leyou get along so well with everyone?"

Faced with Mu Zidu's question, Ichi-le rubbed his chin for a while and recalled:

"From elementary school, everyone knew that my family was a gangster. At that time, it was very difficult to go to school and change classes."

"Almost as soon as I encounter this kind of thing, I will be alone for a long time. After a period of time, someone will talk to me carefully."

"Of course, every time I try my best to respond, for example, write down their preferences, like to talk about those aspects, and try my best to help them on weekdays."

"Gradually, gradually..."

Maiko set up the rest.

"All kinds of bad opinions about him gradually disappeared. Everyone likes the joy of being gentle and helping others."

A happy scratched his head.

"It's not as exaggerated as the episode said. I just went to elementary school, junior high school, and high school in the same area. People of the same age in this area are already familiar with it."

Mu Zidu nodded silently, but in his heart he couldn't deny the sound of a music.

He did not agree with this way of life, but Mu Zidu would not refute his approach and views.

Everyone uses their own way and three views to live their life to the best of their ability.

Even if he disagrees, Mu Zidu still respects and understands it.

Those who don't play Douyin are not killing coins.

Those who like cospaly are not perverted.

People who like to read poetry and literature do not want to pretend, but to say something when writing a book.

Those who like Two-dimensional, except for brainless teenagers and people who make profits with this layer of skin.

People who really and truly love and take root here.

the world of others.

Maybe there will always be people who don't understand, don't agree, don't agree.

But at least, please have the most basic respect.

Mu Zi dared not say that he could seek the real thing, which was nothing but too ideal, but at least friends were never obtained by making some kind of accommodation.

He will remember everyone's preferences like he does not learn Yi Le, and can easily chat with each other, but he will convey goodwill to them sincerely and equally.

He is Mu Zidu, not a good old man who wants to be a civil servant.

Dancer, who is best at observing other people's emotions, easily shifted the topic of the three to other places.

"Obviously I prefer Zoro, Le."

"Oh~ I like Whitebeard."

"By the way, Zidu, you like the character in One Piece the most."

Hearing Yi Le's words, Mu Zidu thought seriously.

"I like all the characters here, and it's hard to pick a character that I like the most."

"Then tell me a few characters you like. Let me guess, will there be Ace?"

"Although I was moved by him, as expected, I still prefer the Empress, Robin, and Nami."

Yi Yi Le and Wu Zi Ji looked at Mu Zi Du's serious appearance, and had the urge to complain, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Mu Zidu looked at the two friends with constipated expressions on their faces, and said as it should be:

"A man likes a lot of beautiful girls just like a man is a pervert. This is the instinct of male genes."

Ichigo and Maiko looked at each other, and God said in sync:

“Always feel like...”

"My son, you..."

"It makes sense!"

Yi Yile looked at the red clouds in the distance and said:

"Although I can't refute it, I still feel that I don't agree."

"After all, Le You have had a crush on Onodera for two or three years. If someone else doesn't have a girlfriend, they will change their crush."

"Hey-set~~!"

For Wu Ziji who suddenly backstabbed himself, Yi Yi Le pounced on him angrily and started making trouble.

Mu Zidu looked at the two laughing guys beside him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and that look was extraordinarily warm.

Chapter 11 Bullying

Tall neon-style buildings.

There are various decorations full of samurai culture, as well as patterns and sculptures of ferocious ghosts.