Chapter 8, The Three Strikes of a Boy's High School Student

"咚咚-"

After knocking on the office door, Tomokazu Kanda heard no response from inside.

Kanda was not surprised at all. He pushed the door open and walked in skillfully.

"Sansai, I brought Utsunomiya here."

Hey, hey, what's with this tone of escorting criminals?

Utsunomiya Zhuo thought about it and stepped in with the foot that he was about to retract.

"Thank you for your hard work, Kanda-san. You can go back first."

"Then I'll go first."

Kanda touched his shoulder, went out and closed the door.

Zhuo kept looking back and staring at Kanda's back. After making sure the door was closed, he sat down on the sofa opposite the desk.

Mr. Kawada, who was sitting across the desk from me, was not surprised at all and didn't even raise his eyelids.

He was not in a hurry to speak. He first opened the drawer, took out a cigarette, then took out a lighter from his suit pocket, lit it, and took a long puff.

"Hey, you're getting more and more outrageous! I'm still here! I'm still here!"

Looking at this unemployed teacher, smoking as if he were alone in front of him, Zhuo couldn't help but complain.

"Hmm? Do you want one too?"

"Stop it! Even if a teacher is incompetent, he is still a teacher. Teachers are not allowed to smoke in school!"

Zhuo has already quit smoking in this life, and he will not break his vow just because of a few words of persuasion from this guy.

Teacher Hejian said nothing and took another puff of cigarette.

Fortunately, each instructor has his or her own independent office, otherwise this guy would definitely become a real vagrant.

and many more!

Could it be that Mr. Hejian was chosen as the instructor just for this reason?

Since he was free anyway, Zhuo's thoughts began to wander.

Two minutes later,

"Ahem!" Teacher Kawata cleared his throat to attract his attention.

When Zhuo looked up, he saw that the cigarette between Mr. Kawada's fingers had disappeared. He didn't know where he had hidden it.

The air conditioner has been turned on for ventilation.
Everything was so skillful.

"Utsunomiya-san is here~~" Teacher Kawata rested his hands on the desk, supporting his chin.

"Don't give me that crap. I've already been sitting here for five minutes! Do you think if you pretend to have just arrived I will forget that you smoked in front of the students?" Zhuo was really choked by him and couldn't stop complaining.

How could his teacher be such a person?
Shouldn't it be like, it takes two to tango, why not look for someone else but you... or something like that?
"Tsk!"

A very clear smacking sound.

A # sign immediately popped up on Zhuo’s forehead, but he still took a deep breath, leaned his head back and stopped complaining.

"It's been almost half a year since you entered high school, right?" asked Teacher Kawata.

This was quite serious.

Zhuo closed his eyes and was silent for a while. When he opened them again, he had regained his composure: "Well, it's been more than five months, if you count the more than 20 days of spring break."

High schools in Japan start school in January and have spring break in late March to early April.

"It's been so long..."

Teacher Kawata suddenly looked at the ceiling, as if lost in memories.

Then she suddenly lowered her head and stared at him: "Hey Utsunomiya, you haven't found a girlfriend yet? Then why don't you pay more attention to your studies, ok?"

Utsunomiya Shuo: “?”

Double insult!!!

This little fire came up in an instant.

I have to say that Zhuo was right in his feeling when he first saw this scumbag teacher. Looking at him was like seeing himself decades later.

It’s so fucking infuriating!

But there's really no way to refute it.

It is now 2006, and the legal age of marriage in Japan is 16; it was not until 2018 that the age was changed to 18.

However, it is said that this change is of little significance. According to surveys, the average marriage age in this country is between 29 and 31 years old. The reason for raising the age is to prevent some people from dropping out of school because of impulsiveness and having sex. "And..."

besides?

Zhuo stared at Teacher Hejian with dead fish eyes, hoping to use this condescending disdain to make him shut up.

Obviously useless.

"Also, Utsunomiya, how about you pay attention to your eyes? The teacher understands the feelings of you young people, but you should also consider the feelings of others~~"

"That's not true. I've always paid close attention to the Hejian Three Competitions."

He did like looking at beautiful girls, but he never went overboard, and no female students had ever expressed dissatisfaction with him because of it.

After all, the male students were watching, and even some teachers were watching.

JK~
Who doesn’t like to watch it.

As long as it's not obscene, no one will mind.

Teacher Hejian sighed: "You should also consider the feelings of other boys~"

Utsunomiya: “?”

Seeing that he didn't understand, Mr. Hejian sighed again.

"You are friends with Yamamoto and Kanda, right?"

"Takumotaki!" Zhuo nodded, not understanding what this mattered.

"That's right. The two most popular boys and girls on campus are both your friends, but you're still eyeing other girls. The boys will feel unbalanced."

Utsunomiya Shuo: “…” What the hell is this “Legend of Zhen Huan”!

His friends are handsome men and beautiful women, so he will be unhappy if he looks at other girls or other boys.

What is the logic?

"I understand."

Old rules, if you know you are wrong, you should speak up and admit your mistakes quickly...

Teacher Hejian narrowed his eyes, glanced at him lazily, and didn't point it out.

Just wave your hand and shoo him away like a fly.

Just as Zhuo was about to turn around, he was stopped by him again.

"Oh by the way Utsunomiya, how is your relationship with Romanov-san?"

"It doesn't matter." Zhuo answered quickly.

He really had nothing to do with Zero and never even spoke a word to him.

"Is that so? You can go back now."

Zhuo: “…” I don’t know why you called me here.

He didn't think much about it, guessing that Zero was also a problem child.

Over the past six months, the people surrounding Zero have gradually dispersed. It is no longer like when the school first started, when everyone treated her like a little princess.

Because Zero doesn't like to talk, or he basically doesn't talk, and doesn't communicate with others.

Although I don't mean to look down on others, nor will it make people feel uncomfortable, but over time, no one will do this kind of thing that would result in a cold reception.

The last time she changed seats, she officially sat in the corner of the last row.

That's right,

The back row is by the window, Wang’s hometown.

Her Royal Highness officially took her throne.

Zhuo left the classroom, thinking about all sorts of things.

The smell of tar in the office has not yet dissipated and the air is still very turbid.

Teacher Hejian looked at the closed office door for several seconds before looking away.

Then he fished his cell phone out of his pocket.

The phone screen was on, showing that it was in a call with an unknown number, and the time was jumping from 26:13 to 26:14...

After he put the phone on the table, the call was hung up from the other end. It felt as if the person on the other end of the phone had been looking at this office and knew that the conversation here was over, so he hung up.

Teacher Hejian looked at the black screen in silence for a long time, sighed deeply, and lit another cigarette.

(End of this chapter)