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Seeing that Magong Tong seemed reluctant to bring up events from nine years ago, Beichuan Si could only suppress his urge and calmly countered,
"This phenomenon leans more towards the supernatural rather than scientific, right? Haven't your parents taken you to a shrine or sought blessings from a famous host?"
"I've sought peace charms from all the shrines and prayer beads from temples. But often on the first night, by the next morning, the charms seem to have been torn apart by something during the night, and the prayer beads lie scattered, broken."
Magong Tong lived a life surrounded by anomalies, keenly sensing the unnatural.
When she brought those items, they seemed to upset certain things.
Thus, neither peace charms nor prayer beads blessed by high monks had any effect.
The coldness enveloped her for long periods, keeping her body temperature below normal and constantly making her feel a chilling presence lingering around.
That kind of cold wasn't something more clothing or hot drinks could fix.
But strangely, when she was with Beichuan, she felt the chill receding, her body warming, and a faint warmth enveloping her.
It was an odd feeling. Yet, out of kindness, Magong Tong softly cautioned,
"So, Beichuan, it'd be best if you kept some distance from me. My luck is always bad, and if you get affected—"
"I'm not particularly concerned about such intangible things as luck. Whether the bad luck clinging to you, Magong, will cause me any mishap, let's let time prove it, shall we?"
Beichuan Si was intrigued by the curse surrounding Magong Tong; additionally, he needed a student who could enlighten him on various aspects of Kyubei High School.
A child like Magong Tong, both kind and quiet, and tight-lipped, wasn't someone he could easily let slip away.
Indeed, she was just a child; do not let her go.
Hearing this, Magong Tong instinctively raised her head.
His indifferent expression left her slightly dazed.
But she quickly lowered her head again.
Naturally shy, she didn't know how to communicate with the opposite sex, let alone reject them.
Yet, the most crucial part was that she harbored ulterior motives of her own.
After winter break, Beichuan Si underwent a significant transformation compared to before the break. Being close to him seemed to ease her cold disposition quite a bit. Moreover, having someone to talk to was also delightful...
Harbored by these inexplicable girlish feelings, Magong Tong couldn't bring herself to refuse Beichuan anymore.
After all, she had already rejected Beichuan's attempts to approach her several times, warning him multiple times.
Since Beichuan insisted on getting close, it wasn't much of her concern anymore.
Furthermore, even if she wanted to refuse... The blood stains on the back of Beichuan's hand made her close her open mouth.
Can't provoke, can't provoke.
However—
If Beichuan really encountered a problem, she would definitely resolve to make him stay away.
Having made this small decision in her heart, Magong Tong slightly turned her face, looking towards the podium.
The person standing and speaking there was a girl with a solemn face, her eyes calm like a lake.
Though just in a standard blue and white school uniform with a school skirt, she exuded a tough and otherworldly aura. She stood upright with her black hair cascading down, confidence shining in her eyes.
Under everyone's gaze, she calmly listed the school club's systems and budget increases, proposing various solutions to budget constraints.
"Who's that girl talking?"
Here it came again.
Magong Tong couldn't help but touch her smooth forehead.
Why did Beichuan Si always like to ask questions everyone in the school already knew?
She didn't quite understand but patiently explained,
"The one on stage is the student council treasurer, Qian Xia Chiyuki... After spring break, student council handovers will occur, and she'll become the new student council president, just familiarizing herself with specific transactions under the previous president. She's quite the perfect superhuman. No matter what, she excels at everything. I wish I could be like her."
Magong Tong's tone carried a sense of admiration.
Even a girl like Magong Tong, who wasn't good at socializing, spoke so much upon seeing Qian Xia Chiyuki. It seemed the other must be exceptional.
Japanese high school seniors don't have time to handle student council duties. Before leaving, they would let the new president familiarize themselves with the affairs, and the leadership team would also change.
"Is that so?" Beichuan Si stared at Qian Xia Chiyuki for a long time, "I feel that soon, her work might not be that easy."
"...Why would Beichuan think that? Qian Xia's work ability is very strong and familiar with student council work..."
"It's not about easy or not." Beichuan Si shook his head, a dark mist swirling in his eyes, "There might be something preventing her from concentrating on her work."
"Something?" Magong Tong pondered curiously. She glanced at Qian Xia Chiyuki but couldn't make sense of it.
As the morning assembly neared its end, Magong Tong could only hide her doubts and return to the classroom with the teacher.
What followed was class time.
The predecessor didn't leave behind any test papers or report cards, so Beichuan Si was unaware of his academic performance.
However, in Japan, it's better to aim higher in academic achievement.
After all, "top students have privileges" is a universally accepted notion. In Japan, this phenomenon is particularly pronounced.
Merely being among the top scorers would allow you some standing in class, protecting you from bad influences or bullying. In some flexible schools, excelling students might even take leave for home study without issues.
Japan is a country prioritizing academic qualifications; having good scores, getting into prestigious universities, and achieving social status and respect is everyone's dream.
Hence, it's normal for students with excellent grades to gain classmates' respect.
As a medical student, Beichuan completely understood the importance of grades in student life. He remembered a senior who directly repeated for five years due to academic issues, turning what was supposed to be a five-year program into a seven, or even eight-year ordeal.
Secretly hoping that senior never graduated, after all, he was a fierce person who could accidentally inject someone's arm with numerous holes.
Having undergone the baptism by fire of exams in the Heavenly Dynasty, tackling Japanese classroom assignments...
"Isn't this a bit too easy?"
Beichuan Si blinked, feeling quite surprised.
Thanks to systematic reinforcement, recalling previously learned formulas and theories felt absolutely effortless.
The only areas posing a challenge were probably literature and Japanese history.
But those were just matters of memorization, and with system-enhanced memory, no problems would likely arise.
With no study-related issues—
Beichuan Si's mind began to wander.
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