She was already used to the admiring glances from men, so she didn't think much of it.
The Pervert's hand slowly moved closer to the beautiful woman's hand, and he felt incredibly excited and thrilled.
Because this method almost always worked; he'd taken advantage of many girls before.
And those girls wouldn't pursue it any further, and even thought it was kind of cute; he believed the beautiful woman before him wouldn't mind either.
"Hey beautiful, here I come," the Pervert thought to himself.
Beautiful women with elegance like her should certainly be taken advantage of if you ever encounter them.
Just as he was about to succeed and felt secretly delighted, suddenly a fist swung towards him.
The Pervert was startled into a daze when he saw the sudden punch.
The Monchhichi mascot head he wore flew off directly, and he rolled down like a ball.
Seeing the scene before them, everyone was surprised and didn't know what had happened.
