Tokyo Wingman King

Today, a boy from Class 3, Grade fell from a building and died.

Some teachers said that he fell from the building in the morning, while others said that he died just now.

It was said that most of the students in Class 3 of Grade 2 found the classes boring, so they decided to have some fun - they threw a few little unknown people who didn't like to talk and who weren't liked when they spoke down to the second floor.

The first two fell into the bushes of the flower bed and only suffered minor scratches, but this boy was unlucky and hit his head on the edge of the flower bed, breaking the tiles and killing him.

Some older teachers also stood up and said that these students were definitely not thrown out and that people should not spread rumors. This was the student extreme sport [building jumping competition] that was popular in KKIS a few years ago. When he had good legs and feet, he also jumped a few times in order to fit in with the class.

The late middle-aged uncle's speech was recognized by most of the teachers around him. [Jumping competition] is not a new thing for KKIS.

A teacher next to me lamented that at least 20 extreme sports from foreign countries that "will kill you if you try" are still popular in KKIS, but just like the suggestion of "no smoking", reasonable and safe guidance is useless. Unless students find more interesting games or they are tired of playing, it is impossible to persuade them not to commit suicide.

Another teacher complained about the feng shui problem. The magnetic field of the site where the school was built was not good. The artificial island was of an irregular shape and had missing corners. There was a container terminal to the west and Disneyland to the east, which easily made people impulsive and impatient.

According to most people's opinions, the boy's fall from the building was just an unfortunate accident.

There was no regret or sadness in the tone of these teachers, as if they were used to this kind of thing.

"How did the school handle this kind of thing in the past?"

Asama asked Natsume.

History teacher Natsume didn't seem to know the history of KKIS and just shrugged his shoulders. The teacher next to him answered Asama's question,

"What else can we do? Even if it's not an accident, it has to be an accident. Big things become small, and small things become nothing."

Asama asked again,
"Generally speaking, when encountering such an accident, the class teacher doesn't need to bear any responsibility, right?"

I didn't expect that when I asked this, everyone else looked at me with pity.

Although no one answered him verbally, Asana already knew the answer.

Seeing that the first-year liberal arts teachers were still looking at him curiously, he reluctantly told his story.
"Three students in our class suddenly went into shock and got injured today. The class leader, Mr. Himekawa, only asked me to help fill out the leave of absence form. He didn't tell me about compensation or responsibility?"

"It's not the class leader who has the final say on this kind of thing. Himekawa isn't that stupid, why would he come out and be a bad guy?"

"Is that so? Then what are the responsibilities?"

The older teacher who claimed to have jumped over the building patted Asama's shoulder from behind his seat and sighed,
"It's not a big deal, and the school won't let you go to jail. But you have to deal with the parents of those children on behalf of the school, and pay compensation depending on the situation."

It seems that the extra 1000 million salary for the class teacher is not easy to get.

"How much do I have to pay? What if I can't afford it?"

"There are many situations, and you need to talk to the school about the specifics. In short, KKIS students are too difficult to control. Remember the "three no's": don't leave your post without permission, don't turn a blind eye, and don't intervene radically. The school's cameras will protect your personal safety and your wallet."

Listening to the speech of the KKIS veteran, everyone else agreed with it.

"Come on, Mr. Kondo, everyone knows you are a top-paid teacher now. How can you not afford to pay?"

"Teaching ethics can earn top salary, our teacher Kondo is a bit of a hidden talent~"

"The base amount of the year-end bonus is also calculated based on the maximum salary. I really envy you, Mr. Kondo."

Compared to topics like "Teacher's Responsibilities", this group of people were more interested in Asana's salary.

The main subject teachers of the first-year liberal arts group also walked into the lecture hall at this time.

"Mr. Kondo~ You're here so early."

Mr. Furuya with his orange-skin hair, the team leader Mr. Kono, Mr. Kobayashi, and Mr. Sato who looked sleep-deprived sat next to Asama.

"You're welcome, Kondo-sensei."

“It’s just so-so. But I’ve already felt how friendly the old players of KKIS are to new players.”

Perhaps because he had used nine backdoors, most teachers were quite polite to him.

Even Mr. Kobayashi, who had fainted from anger early in the morning, adjusted his mood, and asked about Asama's leg injury. He also let all the teachers around him know that Asama's Class 9 of Grade had collectively skipped classes for the whole morning to welcome Asama.

The topic turned to what to do when students skip classes en masse.

Most teachers think this is a good thing and that all they need to do is stay in the classroom and finish the lesson.

“If students don’t attend classes, is it still called a school?”

"It's just that students have more freedom to choose. This is a test of teachers' ability to teach while entertaining others. If the knowledge points you teach are not only useless to their future but also not interesting, they will not listen to your lectures."

"The student union has built up a lot of content for KKIS's online courses. If they really want to learn, they can learn at home. To be honest, KKIS doesn't need so many teachers."

Asama knew that many teachers at KKIS played videos throughout their lectures, but he did not expect that the video content was created by the KKIS Student Union.

"Online class?"

"Digital education is good, too. It saves me a lot of time preparing lessons. Otherwise, I would have had no time to finish my thesis last semester."

"You are so ambitious. You published three papers in one go last semester. How embarrassed are we?"

"Come on, didn't you offer two elective courses? Didn't you make more than me last year?"

Asana continued to digest the information provided by these teachers.

The lecture hall is very large, about the size of two lecture halls in Yinghe, and can accommodate about 2 people. There are currently less than 300 teachers in charge of front-line teaching in the entire KKIS, and only half of them are seated.

In the lecture hall, teachers of liberal arts, science, and special subjects are clearly divided.

Unlike the few foreign teachers teaching liberal arts and science, nearly half of the special teachers teaching subjects such as physical education and art are foreign teachers.

According to Furuya's introduction, Asana introduced all the groups of liberal arts and science students in the three grades.

Perfectly matching the stereotype, the noisiest ones are the special science students, and the quietest are the science students.

Asama and his group waited for about half an hour. When the third class was about to end, the principal, vice principal, director of academic affairs, grade leaders and other management staff finally arrived.

A sharp buzzer sounded in the conference hall, and everyone's attention was forcibly drawn back to the podium in the lecture hall.

The principal, Ms. Sakon, Asama had met her in the morning. The school's chairman was just like Toyo Eikazu, a mysterious figure that was hard to find.

The meeting lasted nearly 80 minutes in total and mainly discussed six things.

The first thing was the communication of the Chairman’s spirit and the sharing of the results of his business trip to the UK - reaching strategic exchange and cooperation agreements with five British universities including King’s College, University of Manchester, and University of Glasgow.

The second thing is the several honors that KKIS has received recently.

The third thing is that the selection activity for outstanding class teachers and outstanding teachers of the last semester, led by the Student Union, was launched this week, with a single prize starting from 1000 million yuan.

The fourth thing is that the Board of Directors has approved the "Ninth Edition of the Parent Committee Implementation Plan" reviewed by the Student Union, fully implementing the four this services and six that spirits. The specific documents can be viewed on the school's official website.

The fifth thing is that the school’s new vice-president has arrived and he has submitted the “KKIS Teacher Performance Appraisal Proposal (Draft)” to the school board, striving to reduce costs and increase efficiency, and to build a first-class team of teachers with the spirit of scientists and educators for KKIS.

When the teachers heard the word "assessment", they expressed their stance with sparse, constipated applause.

The sixth thing is the school’s response to several unexpected safety incidents today. The school has fully communicated with the student union and the families of the parties involved, and suggested that all teachers should strengthen safety awareness publicity while focusing on their own work.

Half of the topics were related to the Student Union, but the Student Union did not send any representatives to the meeting, which felt a bit strange.

After the meeting, Asama's left and right were occupied by Natsume-sensei and Furuya-sensei.

"Go, go, go! Drink, drink!"

Teacher Natsume seemed happier than the elementary school students who had just finished school.

"Damn it, who is that Songzhi? It's enough to parachute in a top-paid ethics teacher, but what about parachuting in a vice-principal?"

Teacher Kobayashi was the first person to finish reading the document "KKIS Teacher Performance Appraisal Recommendations (Draft)", and he seemed particularly angry at the moment.

Teacher Furuya pointed behind Kobayashi, and Kobayashi turned around and his expression changed immediately.

The young-looking Vice Principal Matsueda was standing behind Kobayashi. Team leader Kono put his arm around him and introduced him with a smile.
"Let me introduce you again, Matsueda Masamune, my junior in college and the younger brother of my best friend."

Teacher Natsume suddenly left Asama behind and flattered Kono,

"I didn't expect that you have such a strong background, Chief. I hope you don't mind taking in another brother." Vice Principal Matsueda smiled.

"I was in college thanks to Kono-senpai's care. It seems I have to trouble Kono-senpai again when I come to KKIS. Everyone, please give me your guidance. I heard that you have a welcome party today. Do you mind adding one person?"

"I don't mind. I don't mind."

Teacher Kobayashi said with a smile on his face, and if you didn't know, you would think he was the host today.

Sure enough, mature adults are able to skillfully control their emotions and expressions.

"Eh? Vice Principal Matsueda is also 34 years old? The same age as our Kondo teacher!"

Mr. Furuya, who has the most cheerful personality, kept bringing up topics and trying to get information about the new vice-principal from everyone.

Mr. Nakagawa, who was wearing thick glasses, was also surprised.

"How do you men maintain your looks? Why do you all look younger than you actually are?"

Teacher Natsume was very happy to hear this.

"What about me? How old do you think I am?"

"About the level of a 4-year-old human, cognitively."

"Isn't that worse than a dog?!"

A group of people got on the car and prepared to go to an izakaya booked by Mr. Kono in Toyosu.

Asama discovered that the cars these teachers drove were basically middle-class luxury cars. Mr. Kono drove a Land Rover Range Rover, Mr. Kobayashi drove a Mercedes-Benz GLS, and the cars driven by the two middle-aged men were mostly for family use.

Natsume teacher drives a Cadillac, the simple-looking Nakagawa teacher drives a burgundy entry-level Porsche 911, and only Furuya teacher is relatively low-key, driving a Honda Fit, and has no car anxiety at all.

Mr. Sato didn't drive, but got directly into Mr. Furuya's car.

With the help of Vice Principal Matsueda, the limping Asama got into the back seat of Teacher Kono's car.

On the way, Kono and Matsueda did not reminisce about the past, but instead kept chatting with Asama.

"Mr. Kondo, I'm sorry to have to subject you to this on your first day."

Mr. Kono interrupted with a smile,
"Only your first day as vice-principal, you're already apologizing on behalf of KKIS? You'll have to apologize a lot in the future."

The joke failed to resonate with the two people in the back seat. Mr. Kono laughed dryly and chose to focus on driving.

"That's right. KKIS is not as good as the outside world says. The relationship between teachers and students, and the relationship between students, have a lot of room for improvement, right, Kono-senpai?"

Kono turned the steering wheel and said in a muffled voice,
"Don't drag me down with you, kid."

The pine branch smiled.
"Sorry, you have to wade into this muddy water."

Asana was playing with his phone, pretending he heard nothing.

"Mr. Kondo, Principal Sakon thinks highly of you. Have you met before?"

Matsueda almost threw the question "You went through the backdoor of the Kujo family's Sakon clan, right?" in Asama's face.

"I don't know him. My height is not considered tall in KKIS. After all, there are so many tall and strong foreign teachers."

"I'm not talking about height. I heard that the head of the Kujo family has returned to the country. What do they think of the current KKIS? Are they satisfied? Or dissatisfied?"

"You seem to have asked the wrong person. I don't know anyone from the Kujo family, and I came to KKIS only because a distant uncle's friend recommended it to me."

Kono interrupted again.
"It seems that Mr. Kondo's distant uncle is no simple figure. Even though there are many inconveniences, the high salary of KKIS still attracts many teachers. Without some strength and connections, you can't get into KKIS."

Asama replied listlessly,

"It feels terrible to be directly denied my ability by you guys."

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I didn't make it clear just now. I meant both. Kondo-sensei is obviously such a person, right, Matsueda."

"I hope that the KKIS teaching team can have more people like Mr. Kondo. To prevent students from skipping classes and spraining their legs is admirable."

"Then do you think Vice Principal Matsueda thinks it is admirable for teachers to participate in students' jumping competitions in order to integrate into the class?"

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Songzhi seemed to have thought of something, looked out the window and stopped talking.

His behavior of asking questions and then leaving the person aside is quite scumbag-like.

The evening rush hour in Koto Ward, Tokyo is also terrible.

It was less than 8 kilometers, and after passing more than 20 traffic lights, 40 minutes had passed when I arrived at the izakaya.

The vice-principal of KKIS and eight people from the first-year liberal arts group ① were led to a private room. Kono announced in a magnanimous manner that everyone could eat as much as they wanted today, as he would treat them all. They took the lead in ordering two snow crabs, 8 servings of A2 black beef skewers, and six types of sea urchin sashimi.

The appetizer alone cost 20 yen.

"The captain is bleeding. Will your wife beat you when you go back?"

Natsume ordered two bottles of wine without hesitation, and poured tea for everyone on behalf of the waiter.

"Just eat, kid, and stop talking nonsense."

It seems that shameless people can indeed maintain close relationships with most people.

"Teacher Kondo and Vice Principal Matsueda, please drink more later. Today's welcome party is for the two of you."

Asama shrugged.
"Sorry, I don't drink, but I'm good at pouring. Just put everyone's drinks on my account later."

"Those of us who drive are ready to call for a designated driver, so what are you worried about if you don't drive?"

Natsume bent down and tried to hug Asama, but Asama dodged him swiftly.

There was constant noise coming from the box next to him, and Kono's face changed slightly. He asked the waiter to change the room.

The waiter bowed several times, offered a bottle of 5000 yen wine for free as an apology, and replied that there were no more private rooms available in the entire restaurant.

Natsume and Kobayashi, two teachers with more emotional intelligence, stood up and said they would discuss it with the teacher next door.

But within a minute, they returned to the private room with gloomy faces.

Xiao Lin typed the three words [暴团] on his phone and showed them to everyone.

Even the sound of everyone's breathing became shallow.

Asama had known about this for a long time. He even heard that the people next door were celebrating the release of an important member from prison.

Songzhi stood up again.

Everyone advised him not to be impulsive, but he smiled and said he was just going to the bathroom.

Thinking of the gangsters sitting in a box next to them, the originally joyful team-building atmosphere of the KKIS members cooled down a lot.

According to Natsume, in the Jiangdong area, there are often people who are unfortunate enough to sit next to these people and then get picked on.

"Change the place? There are many izakayas around here, but they are not as high-end as this one."

"That's fine, Mr. Kono. We'll make up your deposit."

"let's go."

Mr. Sato, who had been feeling sleepy, had already started packing his bag.

Unexpectedly, the room next door suddenly became quiet.

Asana's ears heard it very clearly.

Matsueda Masamune, who is this guy? (End of this chapter)