Chapter 2

Amamiya Raisei arrived at the Tsushima residence in the evening. After meeting his future student and mission target Tsushima Shuji and having a speechless dinner with him, he was taken to his next residence. He did not choose to go out to explore the mansion until it got dark.

Although he refuted the system with the so-called "quirks of intellectuals", Amamiya Ruisei thought about it and felt that at least he should make his walking posture look like a normal person?

He hadn't walked on his own legs for a long time. His body was originally weak and thin, with only a few pounds of flesh on his body. Even his bones had become fragile. A broken bone would be a small matter if he moved too much. But if his emotions were triggered and his internal organs were tightened, he would vomit blood all over the floor and have to be rushed to the emergency room.

Amemiya Leisheng walked along the wall of the room, holding on to the wall, his steps slowly becoming steady from left foot to right foot. He tried to loosen his hands, pursed his lips and smiled softly, his eyes shining, and he couldn't help humming a few lines of a song he had heard before, and his steps gradually became lighter.

He recalled the dance video he had watched before, and spun awkwardly in circles in the open space of the room. The feathers on his body floated in the air with his movements. The scene in front of him began to shake, and Amamiya Leisheng squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the familiar feeling of dizziness.

No, it cannot be said to be familiar. After all, there was no pain in this dizziness, no blackening in front of his eyes, and no blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. It was extremely unfamiliar to him, so unfamiliar that it made him feel panic, and uneasiness gradually rose up and was about to fill his heart.

"……gentlemen?"

A doubtful and childish voice at the side interrupted Amemiya's wandering thoughts. He suddenly opened his eyes, his feet stuttered, and he couldn't stop himself and fell to the side, hitting his thigh directly on the corner of the table.

hiss--

Pain shot up his head, and Amemiya gasped for breath, instantly waking up. He staggered back a few steps, holding his thigh, and looked at the boy with a strange expression on his face with a smirk.

"Ah, it's Shuji-kun, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm here to deliver the textbooks, as I mentioned to you before dinner."

"Is that so? Why didn't you knock on the door?" Amamiya Reiichi coughed lightly, "Give me the book."

The boy put the book in his arms on the table and replied, "I knocked, but the gentleman seemed to be immersed in his own world and didn't hear the sound, so I came in to call you."

He shifted his gaze and moved to the door: "And the sir didn't close the door."

The sliding door of the Japanese-style room was wide open. It was completely dark outside. The lights on the corridor were on, illuminating the yard and some unlit rooms. The light happened to fall at Amamiya Reizo's feet.

It is not difficult to imagine the scene where Tsushima Shuji was standing at the door with a book in his arms, watching Amamiya Reizo walking around in circles without responding to anyone, with a speechless expression on his face. In the end, he was even scared by the sound and bumped into himself. It seems that he is not very smart.

The room fell eerily quiet, and embarrassment crept into Amamiya's mood. He stammered a few times and said, "...I know. I'll be more careful next time."

Amamiya Reizo raised his hand to rub his face, and felt a face full of cold sweat. He didn't know if it was from the pain or the fear from being immersed in the emotions just now. He wiped it twice, put down his hand as if nothing had happened, and said: "If Shuji-kun has nothing else to do, go back and rest, and go to bed early."

He was suddenly glad that he didn't turn on the lights, otherwise even this dark history that would make him tap his toes would be in high definition.

Tsushima Shuji paused and nodded: "I understand, Mr. Amamiya should also go to bed early."

The boy bowed slightly, turned around and walked out of the Japanese-style room. Before leaving, he closed the door and blocked the light from the corridor outside.

Finally, he was the only one left in the room. Amamiya Leisheng breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to turn on a light, and then sat down at the table.

"Shuji-kun really doesn't look like a child at all." He recalled this brief exchange, "Are all children from wealthy families like this?"

Amemiya Ruisei smacked his lips and picked up the textbook next to him. When he looked closely, he found that it was a first-year junior high school textbook and was speechless for a moment.

"He's only ten years old?"

Normally, shouldn't you be studying in elementary school? But you've already studied until junior high school?

[Perhaps the noble families have higher expectations for their children.] The system spoke in the mind, [But is there anything wrong with the host?]

Amamiya Reizo flipped through the textbook and murmured, "If it's about knowledge, then there's no problem."

He didn't have much entertainment in the hospital, so he could only read books and study. Studying, which was like a nightmare for normal students, was a rare relaxation for him. He had a lot of time to spare, so he could easily graduate from college, let alone junior high school knowledge.

The problem is...

[I don’t know how to be a teacher?]

Amamiya Reizu muttered: "Let's not talk about whether I have any experience as a teacher. The last time I saw a real teacher teaching in a school was when I was ten years old."

At that time, he was not sick, so he would naturally go to school. But considering Tsushima Shuji's condition, he couldn't teach people with the same attitude as he would treat a lower grade elementary school student, right?

I always feel that if he really does this, he will be fired on the spot the next day.

System: [No way. If you want to contact the target openly and for a long time, this identity is the most suitable.]

It thought for a moment and suggested: [How about I find some teaching videos of teachers, host, you can take a look?]

[But the feeling of watching a teaching video is different from actually meeting students, right?] Amamiya put down the book in frustration, [Forget it, let’s just take it one step at a time.]

Moreover, compared with the problem of being a teacher, the bigger problem is how to complete the task given Tsushima Shuji's official attitude.

Amamiya sighed.

He recalled his impression in the evening. Maybe it wouldn't be too difficult to teach him, but he always felt that this child would be very difficult to deal with when it came to tasks.

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The next day, Amamiya Ruisheng woke up very early. After many years, the young man finally had an exceptionally comfortable sleep. He stretched out on the bed, washed up, and went out to the restaurant for breakfast.

I didn't take a good look around the courtyard yesterday. I just took in the scenery along the way when I followed the maid in. So Amamiya Leisheng didn't walk fast, but walked steadily on the path, breathing the fresh air of the morning.

The sunlight passed through the treetops and fell on the ground. Round spots of light overlapped each other. The pond not far away was sparkling. When the koi swam by, circles of water appeared on the surface. Amamiya Ruisei came to the side of the pond and looked at the fish in it, thinking about the success rate of asking the maid for two handfuls of fish food to feed them later.

But the koi fish of rich families is really expensive... maybe they even have someone to serve them.

Amamiya Ruisei sighed and thought that poverty really limited his imagination.

"Good morning, sir." Just as Amamiya Ruisei was watching the fish, Tsushima Shuji came over with his maid. "Why are you standing here?"

Amamiya Raisei pointed at the koi in the pond and said, "I'm looking at the fish."

"Would you like to feed the fish, sir?"

Tsushima Shuji took a look at the koi in the pond and said, "But Aunt Kukiko has just fed them. They don't know how to get full. They eat as much as they are fed, which makes them sick easily. Please come back next time when you need to feed the fish."

"Do you like these fish, Shuji? It's okay for me to feed them or not, it's just some little fun." Amamiya Rei chuckled and turned to look at Tsushima Shuji. When he noticed his expression, he was stunned.

He could see the indifference on the child's face. Even though he had just been speaking words of concern for the koi, his expression looked as if he was looking at something unimportant.

Hearing the young man's words, the boy replied calmly, "I don't really like them. These are the fish my father raised. He would let me come and look at them more often when he is not around."

Amamiya Ruisei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and then he spoke carefully: "...Ah, but they, they are growing well now because of Shuji-kun's care."

Tsushima Shuji seemed to want to say something to him, and glanced over, but quickly retracted his gaze and just said, "My father raised me here."

Amemiya Ruisei could understand what the boy meant. It was nothing more than the fish raised by the head of the Tsushima family. If they didn't grow well, it would be a big problem.

He turned his head and stared at the fish in a daze, and could only say "hmm" in response.

"...Shuji-kun, are you going to have breakfast? You're up so early." The air was filled with awkwardness again. Realizing that he had no skills in communicating with children, Amamiya Ruisei had to stiffly change the subject.

Tsushima Shuji shook his head: "I've already eaten."

The boy paused and reminded, "Mr. Amamiya, you haven't eaten yet, right? Go quickly, your father is back, we will go see him later..."

There was nothing wrong with the tone and expression, but Amamiya Ruisei caught a glimpse of annoyance in the boy's eyes.

Did he not want to see his father? Amamiya Ruisei thought that perhaps to Tsushima Shuji, the head of the Tsushima family was more like a head of the family than his father.

He thought about the books he had read. Although this was his first time seeing the young master of a noble family in person, perhaps such a long-standing family would have more or less such shortcomings.

This is not good for the child's mental health. Shouldn't he read some psychological manuals or parenting tutorials?

——What are you thinking about?

Amamiya Ruisei promptly stopped the strange thoughts in his mind.

"Okay, I'll go have breakfast right away." The young man reacted and replied.

Tsushima Shuji: "Don't worry. My father told you to go back in an hour. Someone will come to see you then."

The boy looked at the fish again and said, "It's getting warmer now, so we'll feed them twice a day. You can come over in the afternoon before dinner."

He looked at the maid following behind him and said, "This is Aunt Jiukiko, the one who usually takes care of me. She is also the one who feeds these fishes."

Amamiya Ruisei looked at the other person. The woman had black hair and black eyes and was wearing a kimono. She looked to be in her forties or fifties and was very elegant. She must have worked for the Tsushima family for many years, and she had the airs of a wealthy family.

"Mr. Amamiya." Kukiko bowed slightly to him, "I will come here before dinner this afternoon."

Amamiya Leisei greeted her and said, "Excuse me."

Tsushima Shuji checked the time and said, "Then I'll leave first."

Amamiya Tadashi nodded.

After everyone left, Amamiya Leisei was about to go to the restaurant. He took just two steps and stopped, looking back at the pool. He thought carefully about the boy's reaction just now, then took out his mobile phone, opened the shopping webpage, and put books such as "How to Get Along with Children" and "How to Become a Qualified Teacher" into the shopping cart.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of having nothing to say again, he should definitely learn a little.

Amamiya sighed repeatedly.