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After having breakfast, Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai went to school together.
Compared to Shen Gu Mirai's incessant excitement, Beichuan Si responded coldly with ums and ahs.
He still had things to think about.
According to logic, now that Ishikawa Kaoru had been captured, Sakura Yuki shouldn't easily find another accomplice, and Shen Gu Mirai wouldn't need to waste money on him.
Yet this little girl Shen Gu Mirai didn't mention the word "leave" at all. On the contrary, she was eagerly discussing last night's events.
"Mr. Temple, how did you do it last night? He was a blood-stained, insane executioner! You actually dared to chase him alone."
"...He wasn't insane, and Ishikawa Kaoru attacked mostly high school students weaker than him or women living alone, so it wasn't that difficult to deal with him."
Beichuan Si saw her exaggerating more and more and couldn't help frowning as he continued, "Besides, it wasn't just me. Liangzi came up and helped a lot as well."
Gangye Yoshiko came up and took a few heads, but it was no big deal to him, considering that just dealing with the media without having to make reports was already a great favor.
"But Mr. Temple ran after him! An average guy couldn't do that!" Shen Gu Mirai waved her small fist proudly, about to say something, then thought better of it, swallowing her words upon realizing that Beichuan Si wasn't an average guy.
"Think what you want." Beichuan Si ignored her, picked up his bag, and walked forward.
Shen Gu Mirai not leaving his house now was also a good thing.
After he finished dealing with things here, having her stay at home to take care of Beichuan Huili wouldn't be a bad choice.
Although it felt a bit like using Shen Gu Mirai as a tool, at worst he'd owe her a favor, and next time he helped her, he wouldn't charge... well, he'd charge a bit less.
Beichuan Si felt slightly moved, quite satisfied with his decision.
Not taking anything might make this little girl Shen Gu Mirai lose face, so he had to take something both logically and emotionally!
With this thought, when he turned back to see Shen Gu Mirai, he no longer looked at her purely as a person; she seemed more like a wallet to him.
"...Did I offend you somehow, Mr. Temple?" Shen Gu Mirai felt a chill from Beichuan Si's burning gaze. Puzzled, she instinctively fumbled inside her backpack:
"This is all I have."
With that, she solemnly stuffed the thing she pulled out into Beichuan Si's hand.
"?" Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow in confusion, glancing at what was in his hand.
A flash of pink leapt into view—
Without another word, Beichuan Si raised his hand to smack Shen Gu Mirai on the head.
What was going on in this little girl's mind?
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After beating Shen Gu Mirai, Beichuan Si gloomily watched her hurriedly stuff the underwear back into her backpack and couldn't help but sigh internally.
And this was supposedly the famous beauty of her grade?
Beichuan Si couldn't help but think that this so-called beauty of the year Shen Gu Mirai was still less reliable than his sister, Beichuan Huili.
After seeing Shen Gu Mirai off, Beichuan Si subconsciously headed towards his class.
But he hadn't taken two steps when someone grabbed his sleeve.
Beichuan Si turned around, slightly surprised: "Magong?"
Magong Tong, with a small bandage on her cheek and eyes obscured by shadowy bangs, was gripping his hand tightly.
It was truly a case of looking for something all over, only to effortlessly find it.
Beichuan Si had intended to find some time to privately talk to Magong Tong about the issue of curses, yet unexpectedly, she came right up to him.
Magong Tong first shivered, seemingly sensing something amiss, and loosened a few fingers, but soon as if recalling something, she tightened them again, clenching Beichuan Si's sleeve.
Under Beichuan Si's slightly puzzled gaze, she bit down on her pearly white teeth and said, "Bei—Beichuan, we—we can't go to our class right now..."
"Can't go to our class?" Beichuan Si looked at Magong Tong, repeating the statement.
He was clever; considering Magong Tong's reaction and recalling events from the day before, he quickly deduced, "Is someone blocking my door?"
"...Huh? How did Beichuan know?" Magong Tong raised her head in surprise.
She was still hesitating whether to tell Beichuan Si the real situation, but he'd already figured it out on his own?
What extraordinary observational skills!
But given Beichuan Si's personality, he'd probably go over and start a fight right away, wouldn't he?
After some hesitation, Magong Tong candidly confessed: "Among the three people who took a wallet from Beichuan yesterday, two of our classmates know a senior from the third year. Today, they brought around a dozen seniors who are blocking our classroom door, saying they want you, Beichuan, to apologize to those two classmates. Otherwise, they'll show you a lesson or two."
"I'm a girl, so they didn't do anything to me."
So that's what it was.
Beichuan Si finally understood why Magong Tong was waiting here early in the morning.
It turned out she just wanted to deliver this message to him.
Magong Tong, having said so much in one breath, flushed and worriedly added, "Beichuan, you mustn't go... there are a lot of them, and I heard a few seniors have even practiced taekwondo."
Seeing her nagging little look, Beichuan Si found it somewhat amusing.
This Magong Tong actually thought of him as a violent thug.
He placed his hand on Magong Tong's trembling shoulders, speaking in a very calm and composed tone: "Don't worry, Magong, I'm not a dangerous person, nor an unreasonable thug."
Beichuan Si paused and then composedly added,
"Class is about to start, so keeping them in front of our class will only inconvenience other students. Instead, I'll face them directly—how about I talk reasonably without fighting, okay?"
"Well... okay."
Beichuan Si's words were so elegant and easygoing that Magong Tong, though still doubtful, nodded, following him.
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At the entrance of Class 1-A.
The place was already crowded with students, not just from Class 1-A but from Classes 1-B and 1-C as well, all coming to watch the spectacle.
Enjoying a good show was a common human instinct.
And since it was still early, most teachers hadn't arrived yet, so they were happy to join the hubbub.
By the doors of Class 1-A, the two students who were kicked by Beichuan Si the day before were waiting with hateful faces, eager for him to come.
Beaten like this and robbed of their wallets, they felt that Beichuan Si really needed to suffer a bit.
With this feeling in their hearts, they disregarded Ikegami and Seki's advice, calling up every upperclassman they knew, convinced that with such a lineup, Beichuan Si would only beg for mercy, never daring to confront them directly.
"Beichuan's here!"
Someone yelled suddenly.
Everyone's spirits rose.
The main character had finally arrived!
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