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In fact, Kyubei High School was a well-known school in the area, equipped with a Discipline Committee to assist the teachers. The school's atmosphere and discipline were decent, with most students being well-behaved, evoking a sense of 'experiencing vibrant high school life' akin to a second-dimensional world.
However, every school, no matter which, has its share of worms. Kyubei High had its own small group of delinquents ranging from freshmen to seniors.
Because Beichuan Si had a 'widespread reputation,' in just two days of school, this small group constantly gave him trouble.
But setting aside this small group, the other students were generally alright.
At least most people just gossiped and didn't ganging up to bully Beichuan Si collectively.
At this moment, the delinquents below were apprehensive, their legs aching, deeply fearing that their kneeling posture might provoke another beating from Beichuan Si. They could only brace themselves and remain perfectly still.
After a good while, Beichuan Si finally spoke coldly, "About today's matter, I hope you all—"
"We definitely won't spread a word!" someone hurriedly expressed.
To this, Beichuan Si just gave him a deep look.
This piercing gaze falling upon him made the senior who was eager to show his determination break into a cold sweat, his mouth moved for ages, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Beichuan Si then said,
"Spread today's events as far as you can."
"What?!"
Many delinquents started doubting their ears.
Did they hear wrong? Wouldn't asking be risky and result in a beating?
Who doesn't want a better reputation?
At least these delinquents had never thought their trivial matters would be spread everywhere.
But Beichuan Si had no interest in analyzing a group of delinquents' thoughts. After glancing once more at the neatly kneeling students, he turned to Ikegami and Seki, saying, "You two, take note of each person's name and class. If any of them doesn't comply by spreading the news of me beating them, then call me. But if you two cover for them and don't tell me, you'd better prepare to end up in the hospital."
Seki and Ikegami felt their facial muscles were all twisted together after hearing this.
Wasn't this plainly putting them at risk of offending people?
Additionally, they were completely powerless to resist.
"Conversely, if there's any report from Seki or Ikegami, then I'll be unreasonable, and you all will come in for a beating."
"Listen closely, I'll be collecting results in a week."
Beichuan Si's face turned cold, his dark eyes squinted, his gaze swept over the heads of all the delinquents, and he said in a chilling voice, "Besides this, I don't want any of you to harass other students again. If I hear any more rumors, I'll hit you every time I see you. If I really hear something, you'd better pray your luck is good enough not to encounter me."
Was this person truly a devil?
All the delinquents, upon hearing Beichuan Si's words, felt their heads break out in a cold sweat.
Not only was there a chain reaction enforcement, but even the slightest dissatisfaction resulted in a beating, who could withstand this?
But they had no choice.
Surely, they couldn't hide at home forever?
The tuition fees for private high schools in Japan summed up to more than a million yen annually. If they kept hiding at home, they'd inevitably be forced back to school by their families.
After leaving those parting words, Beichuan Si took a deep look into the deepest stall of the restroom. He then turned and asked Seki and Ikegami for their contact information and home addresses before leaving.
He left Seki and Ikegami, dripping with sweat, to face the dejected seniors.
After a while, Seki managed to squeeze out a smile and tried to use a negotiating tone to say,
"Er...don't rush, seniors, let's register slowly."
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This way, the entire Kyubei should be free of any heedless delinquents giving him trouble, and his life would relatively return to peace.
Though it might not be the 'vibrant, rosy high school life' many imagined, Beichuan Si was content with a solitary high school life.
Of course, having people to talk to was nice, but it should be to the extent that it didn't disrupt his life.
Beichuan Si grabbed his schoolbag and returned to Class 1-1.
The once lively atmosphere in Class 1-1 instantly quieted down.
Perplexed and puzzled gazes turned toward him.
Apparently, these classmates never expected Beichuan Si to walk out of the men's restroom unscathed.
This included Magong Tong, who was staring at Beichuan Si in a daze.
The little girl stared intently until Beichuan Si sat down, then she barely recovered.
"Bei, Beichuan? Are you alright?"
Seeing Beichuan Si sitting beside her, with no missing arms or legs, left Magong Tong in disbelief.
"What could possibly be wrong?" Beichuan Si took out his textbook and stuffed it into the desk's cubbyhole, then turned his head to reply, "I said before I went in, I would reason with them, not use my hands."
Though the execution was slightly off, ultimately, he indeed used 'physical' means to effectively explain his reasoning, only using his feet and not his hands.
Magong Tong blinked, her little face flushed, her voice soft and fine, "Is, is that so? It seems the seniors are quite reasonable..."
Magong Tong didn't inquire further, she clenched her small fists slightly, seeming relieved that Beichuan Si met such 'reasonable' seniors.
Then she seemed to think of something and pulled out her wallet from her thick skirt pocket, taking out thirty thousand yen and various coins.
Magong Tong looked a bit embarrassed and said, "Beichuan, I visited the clinic near my home yesterday, the doctor said it was just a simple bruise, a bit of disinfectant and some ointment would suffice, this is the leftover money."
She felt sorry for spending nearly ten thousand yen of Beichuan Si's money, but Beichuan Si was quite surprised at the goodness of this little girl's character.
She really was a good kid.
Not to mention, if this money ended up in Beichuan Huili's pocket, Beichuan Si definitely wouldn't expect to get it back—
Beichuan Huili was becoming more and more unruly, seemingly understanding Beichuan Si's character, as long as she didn't touch his principles, she was extremely willful.
Now, looking at Magong Tong.
She even took the initiative to return the money.
Beichuan Si thought back to comparing Shen Gu Mirai to Beichuan Huili today, and now compared Beichuan Huili to Magong Tong...
Sure enough, you shouldn't compare people too much.
Beichuan Si's rough mental calculation resulted in: Magong Tong > Beichuan Huili > Shen Gu Mirai.
Seeing Magong Tong still extending her hands, holding the money and offering it to him, Beichuan Si reflexively reacted.
He pushed the money back, his expression calm,
"Magong, this was compensation for your medical expenses, you should stop insisting on declining it."
"Don't you want me to feel guilty?"
His indisputable manner left Magong Tong slightly dazed.
She quickly realized her impoliteness and quickly nodded,
"Then, I'll save this money, and when Beichuan needs it, come to me, and I'll return the money to you."
Her voice stuttered, and soon a layer of sweat appeared on her blushing face.
Seeing her like this, Beichuan Si instinctively frowned.
Breaking out in a cold sweat in the middle of winter was evidently unusual.
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