April 23, 2016.

Two days after the end of the incident.

Kanagawa Prefecture Fukasawa High School.

In the teacher's office.

"Ha... are you going to fight again? Or are you completely degenerate? The usury left by your father should have been paid off, right?"

Teacher Watanabe, who was sitting in the Malaysian Golden Knife, sighed and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng's left hand wrapped in bandages, and his expression gradually became dangerous.

Beiyuan Nanfeng calmed down and said, "Teacher, I can actually explain."

"Then tell me, let me listen."

Teacher Watanabe hugged his arms in front of his chest, leaning against the back of the chair, looking at Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

"When washing dishes, I accidentally cut my hand."

"Oh, then because the bowl was broken, you didn't have the energy to come to school for two days?"

Kitahara Nanfeng said in surprise: "Yes, Watanabe, why did you start making it up for me... No, why are you so clear?"

“…”

Teacher Watanabe took a breath and the veins on his forehead burst out.

Her chest was undulating, and there were obvious signs of getting angry the more she thought about it.

"You are very eloquent."

"Excessive award."

“…!”

"Actually, it's Mio... the daughter of my adopted father who helped pay off the loan shark, and she was in danger."

Seeing that the eldest sister's head teacher was about to explode, Kitahara Nanfeng smiled and explained seriously: "I will encounter it occasionally, right? Because of the male classmates who love to hate, the other party is holding a knife, so he inevitably suffers a little injury, and the knife wound on his hand."

Beiyuan Nanfeng raised his left hand and raised it: "Then he was stabbed with his side abdomen. The wound was not deep, but it was quite troublesome, so he rested for two days."

I heard the narrative of the south wind in the north.

Teacher Watanabe gradually calmed down. She frowned and asked, "Really?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng said half-true and half-fake: "I called the police. At that time, I remembered that a police officer named Fujiki came. He should still remember me, you can verify it."

“…you.”

Teacher Watanabe stared into his eyes.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her calmly.

After a while.

Teacher Watanabe sighed and said the second half of the sentence: "Why are you so unlucky?"

"I want to ask, too."

"let me see."

Teacher Watanabe sighed, stood up, and lifted the hem of his school uniform: "How deep... after so many bandages, are you sure you can come to school in two days?"

"I'm a little worried, but the doctor swears to God and bet on his future, and promises me confidently that I must be fine and I believe in the judgment of professionals."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said calmly.

As for the facts... Of course it was not the case. When he forced to be discharged from the hospital, the doctor almost took out the treatment book and asked him to sign it.

"I found that if you haven't been to school for half a year, your eloquence has really improved a lot."

Teacher Watanabe sat down again.

"Excessive award."

"It's not praising you!"

"I know, but people always grow up and can't always live in the past."

“…I’ve also become much more open-minded.”

Teacher Watanabe added, then leaned back and leaned back against the back of the chair, and then said, "This is a good thing, and the teacher doesn't want to see you become depressed and eventually fall into depravity.

To be honest, I am really worried that in a few years, the teacher will meet you on the street, and then you will rob me of my bag... If this really develops, I probably can only send you to heaven and let you meet your mother."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: “…?”

Can be photographed.

This teacher is so terrible.

Teacher Watanabe didn't care about Kitahara's strange expression. After saying the extremely hard-core care words, she paused and smiled: "However, since she has become open-minded, why not have a good relationship with her classmates and change her reputation? You are like this, there must be many people who think you are fighting against bad people, right? No one will believe that you are hurt to save your pampered sister.

It’s not a solution to this long time. You have to work hard for a young man.”

"……really."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the exit of the teacher's office and felt sad: "I am actually worried about this."

...

12:19.

There are almost ten minutes left before the lunch break is over.

Beiyuan Nanfeng finally got out and left the teacher's office.

In fact, most of the time, I am quite happy to chat with my elder sister.

But the elder sister is a person with a temperament. Every time she reaches the end of the conversation, she turns the topic toward getting married.

Shubeiyuan Nanfeng said bluntly.

Talk about marriage with an older girl who is ten years older than me, really has no meaning at all.

Because I said it was a chat, I actually just listened to her making trouble, watched her playful and spent the time educating her students, and complained about the strange men she met...

The second half of the conversation really makes life like a year.

Now I leave the teacher's office.

Finally, he walked out of the shadow of his older unmarried elder sister.

I saw many young and lovely JK in the corridor.

Beiyuan Nanfeng immediately felt refreshed.

Of course, he was the only one who felt refreshed.

When others see him, their expressions become a little subtle...

Teacher Watanabe was not wrong. He tied his left hand to the school. With the blessing of his previous "heroic deeds", his classmates did not even think about the direction he was accidentally injured...

Within half a day, rumors were flying all over the sky.

His reputation is really bad enough to be no less bad.

You said that someone was looking at him with strange eyes, Beiyuan Nanfeng could tolerate it, but as long as his gaze stayed on a female classmate for more than three seconds, the other party would run away, and others would even give him a perverted expression to him. Beiyuan Nanfeng could not tolerate it.

This has had a great impact on his normal campus life, especially looking at JK.

That's why he said that he was also worried about the issue of Fengxiu.

But no matter how distressed he is, he has no good way to reverse his reputation for the time being...

You can only take one step at a time.

Pick.

Beiyuan Nanfeng snapped his fingers gently while ignoring the strange gazes of his classmates in the corridor and returning to his classroom.

Whether it's alumni in the corridor.

Still a classmate in the class.

When I saw the tall man coming from afar, I would subconsciously dodge him.

Beiyuan Nanfeng returned to the classroom unimpededly, sat back in his position, and looked out the window.

His right hand is still subconsciously snapping his fingers.

Since he learned the technique called "ignition" and also called "lighter" under the demonstration of Mio Natsume the day before yesterday, he has often done this.

He wanted to test whether this physical hint was necessary.

After fighting with the three uncles of the society, the frivolous young man and the witch.

Beiyuan Nanfeng really felt that these actions were too obvious.

The preliminary results of the experiment have been slightly different from what Mio Natsume said so far.

As for the technique of "ignition", for him, physical hints are not necessary and do not have much effect.

Even if he snapped his fingers so frequently, he could still distinguish between simply snapping his fingers and 'ignition'.
To be continued...