Time passed without knowing how long.
When Obata Nana regained consciousness again, her clothes were already in tatters. Her high, bulging belly had returned to its original shape. Her entire body was covered with a sticky liquid, exuding a nauseating, fishy stench. She opened her mouth, and the mucus mixed with saliva sprayed from her mouth and nose, making the beautiful girl's face instantly twisted and ugly.
But at this moment, Obata Nana didn't even have the remnants to care about this kind of thing.
She lifted her head in confusion, only to see Duanmu Huai standing in front of her with a camera.
"Next time I see you here, I'll post all of this online."
Duanmu Huai shook the camera in his hand.
"I know where you live, and I know which class you're in. You'd better behave, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
This was the last thing Obata Nana heard. The next moment, she lost consciousness and fell into a coma.
