Chapter 88 New Transfer Student
"well……"
"Why are you sighing so early in the morning?"
I glanced at Kirihara and laid back on the table: "I didn't get enough rest last night."
Yaoyan brother is really difficult to deal with. Even though Hasebe has already explained the whole story to them, he still grabbed me and sorted out the whole thing again in detail.
Since they were all in the same family, it was natural for others to overhear. Besides Grandpa, who remained cheerful, Chokudaikiri and Yamaubakiri also joined in the discussion.
Then I slept late. Yesterday, I tentatively sent a text message to Dong Shilang, and he replied that he seemed to be working overtime. In the end, I fell asleep before we chatted! Damn it!
"snort……"
"Let me make it clear in advance that I didn't get enough rest because of playing games."
"Huh?! I didn't think so!"
We were about to continue arguing when the bell rang and the head teacher walked into the classroom with a roll call book.
"Good morning, everyone."
Our homeroom teacher, Ms. Shibata, is a short-haired woman in her early thirties, wearing glasses. Although she is usually stern, she is a responsible and gentle teacher.
"There's something I need to inform everyone."
After saying that, she nodded towards the door.
A petite girl with long hair and twin ponytails walked in.
"Well, although it's a bit sudden, we will have a new student in our class starting today."
After saying that, she turned around and wrote the other person's name on the blackboard.
"Please introduce yourself to everyone."
"Izumi Kyoka, nice to meet you. Thank you for your guidance."
The girl fell silent after she finished speaking. The class was silent for a while, and even the teacher looked at her.
"Well, that's it anyway. Izumi-san will be a member of our class from now on."
Wow, although she looks cute, has a nice name, and has twin ponytails and a flower-like headdress, this girl seems so quiet.
There were not many empty seats in the class, and finally Teacher Shibata pointed her to the seat by the window on my right.
After class, although Quan seemed to be very quiet and her expression did not fluctuate much, she still managed to attract most of the classmates with her status as a transfer student and her petite and cute appearance.
"Why did Izumi transfer schools at this time?"
"My parents changed jobs and moved."
"Where did Izumi go to school before? Does he have any brothers or sisters?"
"Yokohama, no."
"Are you interested in joining the club? Would you like me to show Izumi around?"
"Not interested at the moment, thank you."
With conversations like the one above, even I feel that the new girl looks cute but is actually difficult to get along with.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a fuss everyone is making."
"Aren't you going over?"
"Why should I go there?" Kirihara rolled his eyes while lying on the table. "We're all classmates anyway. Seriously, there's a new classmate here, Teacher Shibata, who's super strict today. I don't even dare to sleep in class."
...It seems you care about this!
"Ah, come to think of it, Jiu Jing also transferred to our school during his first year of middle school."
Huh? Why did the topic suddenly turn to me?
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on me.
"Hmm? Ah, yes."
At that time, I did transfer from a private middle school designated by my family. My aunt changed my surname and let me choose the school myself.
Considering the convenience of further studies and not wanting to live too far from my aunt, I chose Rikkai University from a list of schools compiled by Yaken and Hasebe.
"Ah, but Jiu Jing was also very quiet back then. Are all transfer students like that?"
"Murakoshi, you're stupid, that's what happens when you go to a new school and you're unfamiliar with the place."
"Hahaha!"
I have to say, apart from those small groups of girls who always say something behind my back, the other people in the class are pretty good.
Just as I was thinking about how to answer my classmates' joking questions, Izumi Kyoka, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stood up.
“…Nine Pure Flames.”
"? Ah, yes."
Oh no, the other person seems too formal, I should stand up too.
I always feel that classmate Quan is less than 1.5 meters tall. He is at least half a head shorter than me.
"My name is Izumi Kyoka... Please give me your guidance."
"Could you please advise me?"
When I held her hand, I was stunned for a moment. Her hands were covered with a thick layer of calluses.
Most of the girls in the class have soft and delicate hands, while the boys' hands are a little rougher due to sports training, but only a few of them have calluses on the palms.
This girl... is a martial artist?
Because I couldn't rashly approach and talk to the transfer student I wasn't familiar with, I was still plagued by doubts until lunch break.
Why did you come to shake my hand?
How do calluses on your hands come from? They don't seem like something a junior high student would have.
Also, ever since she sat by the window, I've been feeling a vague gaze from time to time. I'm not sure if it's Izumi-san, but before she came, I never had this feeling in class.
Looking around the class during lunch break, Kirihara hadn't returned yet. The others were either resting in the classroom or chatting in groups of three or four. Izumi, the new transfer student, wasn't at his seat.
Did she go out? I didn't see her eating in class at noon.
At that moment, the desk vibrated slightly. I pulled my phone out of the desk, which was on vibrate mode, to check, and saw an unfamiliar number on the screen.
Who is this? A harassing sales call?
I looked around and saw that everyone was busy with their own things, so I picked up the phone and walked out of the classroom.
"Hello?"
"Hello, hello. Oh, I didn't expect the call to actually go through."
"Dazai—! You bastard—!"
"Ah, that's too much, Kunikida-kun. I was only trying to help."
"You can't just call the client and give me the phone!"
Then there was a burst of crackling sounds and noisy voices.
...Why is the other side so chaotic?
"Hello, ahem... is this Miss Jiu Jing? I'm Kunikida, Kunikida Doppo. I've met you before."
Ah, it's the blond, bespectacled young man from the detective duo. Wait, so he was the one yelling just now? And that guy called Dazai, that's the first time I've heard his voice.
"Ms. Jinko gave us your number, so please don't worry. I apologize for contacting you so suddenly."
Kunikida spoke a little quickly, but his articulation was clear.
"Well, because we're not sure if the Port Mafia will act rashly again, we've dispatched a member."
"Until everything comes to light, she will protect your personal safety."
she?
...Wait, no way...? !
"I think you should have seen that child today. She just transferred to your class today."
Suddenly, I felt someone's presence behind me. I turned around abruptly and found that classmate Quan, who had just arrived in the class today, had been standing behind me without me noticing.
There was no obstruction in the corridor, and she wasn't nearby just now. When did she come here?
This kind of breath-hiding ability... I went into battle with Yamaubakiri and the others, and I received special training!
"Um, your member's name is..."
"Jinghua, Izumi Jinghua. Please don't worry, Miss Jiujing, although Jinghua is about the same age as you——"
The petite girl with twin ponytails mentioned on the phone was now standing in front of me with a calm expression.
"But her strength is absolutely trustworthy. Well... although I didn't advocate telling you this directly at first."
“Aiya——!”
"But since some 'idiot' has already called you, there's nothing I can do about it. I hope you don't become suspicious or insecure because of this."
Uh, the "idiot" you were talking about, is that the man named Dazai you just scolded? Why does that scream sound like his?
The noise on the other end of the line continued, punctuated by occasional screams. Kunikida-san offered a few more words of comfort before hanging up. On the other end, another member of the detective agency stood in the hallway, staring at me in silence.
"That...that..."
"yes."
"I just, uh, spoke on the phone with Mr. Kunikida from the detective agency."
"Huh?"
She seemed a little surprised and opened her eyes wide.
Oh yes, Mr. Kunikida just said that he didn’t intend to tell me this secret.
"He explained the situation to me. Don't worry, I will keep it confidential."
"So...why would Kunikida-san call you?"
"Oh, it wasn't him who called. It seemed to be someone named Dazai. Mr. Kunikida sounded quite angry just now." I glanced at my phone with lingering fear. "He also said he didn't intend to tell me your identity."
"I see." Izumi lowered his eyes. "Since it's Mr. Dazai, there's nothing we can do."
Is it my illusion? I always feel that she is a little helpless?
Is that man named Dazai special?
There was still some time before lunch break ended, so I thought for a few seconds and decided to be frank with the other party.
"If possible, can we go somewhere with fewer people and talk?"
I want to know who the organization that is hunting down my adopted father is, what has the detective agency found out, and why do they know so much about the "Port Mafia" when they are detectives and have such young members?
I don't know how much this girl named Izumi Kyoka can tell me, but communication is always a good thing. Besides, my own situation is quite complicated.
When I think about how they would take turns drawing lots to pick up my sword every day after school, and the dagger they forced into my bag since I was kidnapped... If I hadn't strongly refused, they would have almost put the daggers that were transformed into the original forms of the Kurigota brothers into my bag.
Izumi doesn't look like an ordinary middle school girl, and my swordsmen look even less ordinary. If we bump into each other on the way home from school, won't we be suspicious of each other? Things like Fusangjin are a secret to ordinary people!
I have a headache. Really a headache.
The author has something to say:
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Because he was worried about the heroine's personal safety, he asked the only person in the detective agency who could go to school to protect her.
Come to think of it, Kyoka in the original work is only 14 years old. Is it really okay for her to not go to school?!
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