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Kyubei High School Library's Old Restroom—
"Please stop hitting! I'm begging you, don't hit anymore; if you continue, someone will die!"
"I have money, all my New Year's money and earnings from part-time jobs. I haven't spent any of it. I can give it all to you, just please stop hitting!"
"Beichuan, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please stop, don't hit anymore."
These three people were beaten up by Beichuan Si, their faces bruised and swollen, with blood trickling from their lips, looking utterly miserable.
They originally intended to 'take care' of Beichuan Si as usual, but unexpectedly all three were pinned to the ground by Beichuan Si and beaten to a pulp.
Was this still the Beichuan Si who would always endure in silence when faced with trouble?
"..." Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si stopped, originally not wanting to argue excessively with these high school students.
After all, violence couldn't solve the problem. However, violence, even if it couldn't solve the problem, could resolve the people causing the problem.
"I asked you before if I somehow provoked you, and I could even apologize. But you just attacked without a word—"
The cold voice of Beichuan Si reached them, making the three lying on the ground shiver.
Their mouths ached severely, truly feeling speechless.
As Beichuan Si said, he initially cooperated, being led to the restroom, after which he was beaten, and then they were the ones who ended up being brutally beaten.
Was this person really Beichuan Si? Could Beichuan Si have a twin brother?
The three on the ground exchanged frantic glances.
At this moment, the devil's voice came again.
"I have questions for the three of you. If you don't answer truthfully, every time I see you, I'll beat you."
They turned back fearfully, looking at Beichuan Si's particularly serious expression, wearing a smile that was uglier than crying.
"...You... go ahead."
"The rumor outside about me stealing girls' underwear, is it true?"
Hmm?
Beichuan Si actually asked about this?
The delinquent's face showed a weird expression, but seeing Beichuan Si staring at him silently, he swallowed his saliva,
"It was Hoshino... Hoshino's group who did it, it has nothing to do with us. They framed you. As for the details, you, being the person involved, should know perfectly well."
"Besides you guys, is there another group of delinquents constantly troubling me?" Beichuan Si paused for a moment, then continued asking.
"...Not exactly delinquents..." the person speaking hesitated, confused in his heart.
Why did Beichuan Si talk as if asking about someone else's business?
But to avoid getting beaten again, he organized his words and stammered,
"Actually, Hoshino was always dating Sho-suke from the basketball team. It's just that they hadn't announced their relationship, and you happened to run into them, so Hoshino took the chance to pin all the blame on you. Sho-suke even... even because of this incident, earned the title of 'Perfect Boyfriend' in sophomore year."
So this was all the past coming back to haunt, but he set himself up as the good student.
"So that's how it is."
Beichuan Si mused aloud, ignoring the people lying on the ground, standing up, and walking out of the restroom.
Having clarified the underwear incident, Beichuan Si felt confident enough to face those malicious bullies—
Even if his predecessor really did those things, Beichuan Si wasn't going to take the fall for it.
Stealing others' underwear was indeed disgusting, but what those bullies did was equally disgraceful.
Moreover, his predecessor didn't even touch the underwear but was bullied like this.
It was a complete loss in every sense.
From the school's standpoint, it made sense why his predecessor became so erratic and irritable.
...
Back in the classroom, most students had already arrived.
As Beichuan Si returned to his seat, the atmosphere in the classroom changed instantly.
People were pointing and whispering behind his back, sometimes ridiculing him with a sneer.
It seemed the situation was more complicated than those delinquents said.
He was utterly isolated.
But Beichuan Si was surprisingly satisfied with the current situation.
Without friends, he didn't have to worry about being found out, nor did he have to waste energy interacting with these high schoolers still in their cognitive development stage.
It was undoubtedly something worth celebrating for Beichuan Si.
Just as he was thinking this, a voice came from beside him.
"Beichuan, your winter break homework. Shuishu came over and collected it but seemed to have forgotten to take yours."
"Thank you for reminding me." Beichuan Si took out his winter break homework from his bag, expressing his gratitude.
Sitting next to Beichuan Si was a pale girl with bangs that were a bit too long.
She obviously didn't expect her usually sullen seatmate to actually thank her. Startled, she quickly turned her head,
"...It's... it's nothing."
Her swift movements seemed as if she was afraid someone would notice her little act.
Beichuan Si didn't mind, he just took out his homework and stood up, ready to turn it in at the faculty office.
As for the excuse about Shuishu forgetting to collect it, everyone knew it was all a lie.
It was just another way to bully Beichuan Si.
However, as soon as Beichuan Si stood up, a mocking voice reached his ears.
"Beichuan, the morning meeting is coming up soon; going out now would disturb others."
The speaker was a short-haired girl who glared harshly at the girl who reminded Beichuan Si and was about to smirk contemptuously before speaking—
Thud!!!!!
The short-haired girl was dumbfounded by the item standing in front of her desk.
It was a podium, one and a half meters in length and width.
If something like this hit her, it wouldn't be just a bump on the head.
She pushed her chair back with difficulty, her face changing dramatically.
"You must be Shuishu."
Beichuan Si's voice came over.
At this point, the leaned-back Shuishu Yui saw an extremely chilling scene.
A square podium, one and a half meters in size, was held steadily by Beichuan Si, pressed right in front of her face.
What would be the outcome if this thing hit her?
What if Beichuan Si's hand slipped?
It certainly wouldn't be as simple as a bump or red spot.
While the entire class 1-1 was swallowing nervously in fear, Shinkai Mirai, who had just arrived, saw the scene at the door.
Watching Beichuan Si casually hold the podium like that, Shinkai Mirai blinked her beautiful eyes too.
She instinctively covered her mouth, whispering in shock.
"My goodness..."
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