This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 37 .Abnormal

In fact, Jingbei High School is a well-known school in the surrounding area. The committee members assist teachers in their work. The school spirit and discipline of Jingbei High School are acceptable. Most of the students stay on their own, which has a meaning of’live the youthful high school life’.

But no matter which school, there will be maggots. There are also a handful of bad students in Jingbei High School from Grade One to Grade Three.

Because Beichuan Temple had a’famous reputation’ before, this caused him to be troubled by this small group of people in two days of school.

But except for this small group of people, the other students are pretty good.

At least most of the people were just talking, and they didn’t take part in the collective bullying of Beichuan Temple.

At this time, the bad guys underneath were panicked, their legs hurt, and they were afraid that their kneeling posture would be badly beaten by Beichuan Temple, so they could only bite the bullet and didn’t move.

After a while, Beichuan Temple said coldly, “I want you to do today’s affairs.”

“We will definitely not say it!” Someone hurriedly said.

In response, Beichuan Temple only glanced at him deeply.

The gaze that fell on him made the senior student who wanted to pat his chest immediately to show his determination, his scalp numb, his mouth moved for a long time, and he didn’t say a word.

Beichuan Temple said again:

“Today’s things spread as far as you can spread.”

“what?!”

Many ills began to doubt their ears.

Did you hear it wrong? Now I ask myself if I heard it wrong or would I be beaten?

Who doesn’t want to have a better outlook?

At least these bad things have never thought about my own little things being taken everywhere and talked about.

But Kitagawa Temple was not interested in studying a group of bad ideas. After looking at the bad students who were kneeling neatly, he said to Ikegami and Seki behind him: “You two remember the names of these people in class. Come down, if any of them didn’t spread the matter of beating them with me as required, then you two should call me. But if you two don’t tell me, then prepare to be admitted to the hospital.”

When Seki and Ikegami heard these words, they only felt that the muscles on their faces were squeezed together.

Is this unclear to make them offend people?

And he has no resistance at all.

“On the contrary, if there is a report from Seki and Ikegami, then I will not make sense. You will all lead the fight.”

“Listen well, I will check the results in a week.”

Beichuan Temple’s face became cold, his black eyes narrowed, his eyes drifted over all the bad heads, and his voice coldly said: “Besides, I don’t want you people to harass other students again. I hear these bad rumors again. , I see you hit you once, if I hear you, then you’d better pray that you are lucky enough to not touch me.”

This person is really the devil, right? !

After hearing Beichuan Temple’s words, many unhealthy people only felt sweaty on their heads.

Not only did he execute the continuous sitting system, but he would just fight if he didn’t like it. Who could stand it?

But they can’t help it.

It’s impossible to hide at home for the rest of your life, right?

The tuition fees of Japanese private high schools cost more than one million yen a year. They have been hiding at home, and they will definitely be forced to go to school in the end.

After Beichuan Temple left these words, he took a deep look at the deepest compartment of the toilet, turned around and asked Seki and Ikegami for their contact information and home address, and then left.

Only Seki and Ikegami were sweating profusely to face these dejected seniors.

It took a long time for Seki to pull out a smile, and he said as much as possible in a negotiating tone:

“Don’t worry, seniors, please register slowly.”

In this way, the whole Jingbei should not be troubled by the bad eyesight, and his life will be relatively calm.

Although there may not be the kind of ‘young pink high school life’ that many people imagine, Beichuan Temple is quite content with a person’s high school life.

Of course it’s good for someone to talk, but it must also be based on the level of not disturbing his life.

Beichuan Temple returned to the first class of high school with his student bag.

The high school first class, which was still lively at first, became quiet for a moment.

Surprised eyes all looked over.

Obviously, none of these classmates thought that Beichuan Temple would come out of the men’s toilet unharmed.

This also includes Hitomi Asamiya who is looking dumbfounded at Beichuan Temple.

The little girl looked straight, and it was not until Beichuan Temple sat down that she reluctantly recovered.

“Students Bei and Beichuan? Are you okay?”

Beichuan Temple, who was sitting next to him, had neither arms nor legs, which made Hitomi Asamiya a little bit unbelievable.

“What else can I do?” Beichuan Temple took out the textbook and stuffed it into the hole in the table, then turned around and said: “I said it before going in. It’s reasonable, don’t do it.”

Although the form is a bit wrong, in general it is indeed a good reason to talk to the other party in a physical way, only moving his feet, not even his hands.

Asamiya Hitomi blinked, her little face flushed, and her voice was quiet:

“Yes, is that so? It seems that the seniors are still very good at talking.”

Hitomi Asamiya didn’t ask much, and squeezed his small fists hard, seeming to be thankful that Beichuan Temple would meet such a group of ‘talkative’ seniors.

Then, as if thinking of something, she took out the purse from the thick skirt pocket again, and found out 30,000 yen and various coins in pieces.

Hitomi Asamiya said with a bit of embarrassment: “Student Beichuan, I visited the clinic next to my home yesterday. The doctor said it was just a simple bruise scar. Just a little bit of disinfection and some bruises. Here are the leftovers. Money down.”

She was still apologizing for finally spending nearly 10,000 yen in Kitagawa Temple, but Kitagawa Temple was surprised by the good character of this little girl.

This is really a good boy.

Not to mention too much, at least the money went into Beichuan’s pocket, and Beichuan Temple would definitely not even think about getting the money back.

Beichuan’s paintings are getting smaller and smaller, and she seems to have some understanding of the character of Beichuan Temple. As long as she doesn’t touch the principles of Beichuan Temple, then she can do whatever she wants.

Look at the current Hitomi Asamiya.

He even took the initiative to return the money to him.

Beichuan Temple recalled that today we compare Kamiya Miku with Kitagawa Eri, and now we compare Kitagawa Eri with Asamiya Hitomi.

Sure enough, you can’t compare yourself too much.

The rough arithmetic result of Kitagawa Temple is: Hitomi Asamiya>Eri Kitagawa>Miku Kamiya.

Seeing that Hitomi Asamiya stretched out his hands, holding the money in both hands and handing it to himself, Beichuan Temple subconsciously reacted.

He pushed the money back, his expression flat:

“Student Ma Gong, these money is the medical expenses that I compensated you, so don’t refuse it anymore.”

“You don’t want to look at my conscience, right?”

The way he couldn’t help but made Asamiya Hitomi look a little dumbfounded.

Soon she realized that this was impolite again, so she nodded in a hurry:

“Then, then I will save the money and come to me when Beichuan student wants to use the money, and I will return the money to you.”

She stammered, and after a while, sweat appeared on her face.

Seeing her appearance, Beichuan Temple frowned subconsciously.

The inexplicable sweating in the winter is obviously not normal.