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Thompson did what?! He said he wanted to take me out to have some fun," Tsuna said, feeling deeply guilty as he faced Peter.
Thompson had acted so quickly and skillfully that Tsuna didn't even have time to react. He grabbed Peter by the back of his neck and, in one swift motion, locked him in a locker.
Bullying was wrong, and Tsuna should have stopped Thompson. This made Tsuna feel even more guilty.
"I feel so sorry for what happened. Thompson is just..."
Tsuna didn't want to badmouth his friend, but explaining the bullying clearly was difficult. He couldn't help but show a conflicted look.
"It's okay. It's not your fault. It must be difficult for you to be friends with Bigfoot Thompson," Peter said, trying to comfort Tsuna as he stepped out of the locker and straightened his messy clothes.
"That big guy is always like this. I'm used to it. But he's still very nice to his friends. He's not a bad guy," Peter added, patting his new classmate on the shoulder, looking like he was used to the treatment.
"We've known each other since elementary school, and he's been bullying me every day since then. He doesn't hit me, at most he locks me up or something. On the whole, Thompson is not a bad person, he just has some minor flaws, which are not serious."
Tsuna was stunned. He originally thought Thompson was picking on someone randomly, but it turned out this was actually a daily routine. From primary school until now, Thompson had targeted only Peter.
"Thompson must really care about you," Tsuna mused, feeling a mixture of surprise and bewilderment.
Peter laughed. "Haha. Come to think of it, Thompson is really nice to you. It's obvious that he really considers you a friend."
"Ah, yes," Tsuna replied with a twitching smile. He knew Thompson considered him a friend, but the big guy was trouble-prone.
"You are the new transfer student in our class, right? The one called..." Peter scratched his head, trying to remember. "Sawada Tsunayoshi, right? I remember the one with you was called Yukihira Soma."
"Yes, and I'm sorry that this happened on the first day of class," Tsuna said, feeling embarrassed.
"It's okay. My name is Peter Parker, nice to meet you."
"Tsunayoshi, Yukihira, who transferred to the same school as you, is very popular. When I came out just now, I saw him surrounded by a group of girls."
"He is now too," Tsuna corrected.
"Well, I understand you." Peter looked emotional. "My good friend Harry is also very popular, but I am one of those guys who has no sense of existence."
"Haha, I don't have much sense of existence either," Tsuna nodded, used to being the useless Tsuna.
Peter was very happy. He felt that he and Tsuna were very similar, both in personality and other aspects. This made him feel like he had a new friend.
Tsuna suddenly saw a prompt box appear in front of him, and three items refreshed at once:
[Meet Peter Parker and obtain a small amount of white jade]
[Meet Peter Parker and obtain a small amount of white jade]
[Become friends with Peter Parker and get a small amount of white jade]
The sudden surprise knocked Tsuna unconscious. He didn't expect Peter to be the same as Jessica, providing [White Jade] quickly.
When he was in the set meal restaurant, his biggest headache was how to obtain [White Jade]. Only when Jessica came to eat could he get a little, but it was almost nothing.
Unexpectedly, on the first day of school, he got a lot of [White Jade] from Thompson and Peter.
Could it be that he had found a way to get rich? Tsuna was a little excited.
Before he could think clearly, he heard Soma Yukihira's voice coming from the corridor.
"Tsuna, my god, this never happened in the set meal restaurant. I managed to escape with great difficulty. Run."
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Xingping, nice to meet you. Let's talk next time," Tsuna managed to say before he was dragged out of the corridor by Soma Yukihira, running for his life.
Back in the classroom, Peter seemed to be in a very good mood.
"What were you doing just now? Were you bullied by Thompson again? I'm going to help you get revenge," Harry said, rolling up his sleeves, ready to rush out of the classroom.
The next second, Peter grabbed him. "No, I'm in a good mood. I just met a new friend."
"I got you a dessert, made by Yukihira. You came in late and didn't get to eat it, so I saved one for you. How about that? I'm reliable, right?" Mary Jane winked and placed one of the desserts in Peter's hands.
"Thanks," Peter said, picking up the dessert. His eyes widened immediately when he took a bite. The sweet feeling was like flowing in a long river of cherry blossoms. The fragrance of cherry blossoms and the chewy texture of shrimp meat were an innovation that no one had ever dared to imagine. It was sweet but not greasy, and full of fragrance in the mouth.
"This dessert completely overturned my perception - cherry blossom-flavored things look good but don't taste good. Who said that? This is a fusion of cherry blossoms and prawns!"
"This is so delicious, I've never eaten anything so delicious, I want to cry!" Peter's eyes welled up with tears, his face turning red with excitement.
"Tsk, you look like a naive person. It looks good, but the taste is just so-so," Harry said, feeling even worse after hearing Peter's exaggerated comments after the meal.
"You haven't even tasted it, how do you know it's bad? Your allergy to shrimp has become more and more serious recently. Do you want to see a psychiatrist?" Mary Jane shook her head in disapproval. She knew what happened last time at the Four Seasons Hotel.
Ever since Harry was forced by the Black Hand boss to eat shrimps in their shells in public, he could no longer accept large shrimps. Even the smell of shrimp made him feel sick.
Peter, standing by, felt a little guilty when he heard this. If he hadn't said too much at the time, Harry wouldn't have suffered psychological trauma.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not sick or sensitive, I just simply hate it," Harry stiffened his neck, refusing to admit he was ill.
"Nothing else, I'll go home first."
"Are you going to eat this? It would be a shame to throw it away," Mary Jane placed the dessert on Harry's table.
"Snort!"
Harry angrily stuffed the exquisitely packaged dessert into his schoolbag, gritting his teeth. "I won't eat it. I'll take it home and ask the chef to see if there are any unknown ingredients added to it. Why do so many people say it tastes good?"
"Tsk tsk," Peter and Mary Jane looked at each other, communicating silently.
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