Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 500 Two Tickets

In fact, when something is already generating buzz, there's no need for deliberate promotion, because news about it will spread quickly.

This is especially true when the circle is small and limited to the school.

The news that a boy from Class D confessed his love to a girl from Class A and was rejected spread throughout all the class groups within five minutes, let alone the haunted house that had attracted attention from the very beginning and received unanimous praise from the guests who had experienced it.

Soon, through word of mouth from guests who had experienced it, the queue outside the haunted house grew even longer than before, stretching from outside the activity room all the way to the stairwell on the floor below.

Meanwhile, the students in Class B and Class C also experienced the bittersweet taste of pain and joy.

"Are you free at the end of this month, Yu?"

Lunch break, on the rooftop.

Hayakawa Yuki, who was munching on a sandwich, turned her head and looked at Watanabe Yu beside her.

Actually, she had gotten the amusement park tickets the night before last, but she was too busy at the haunted house and had to go help out, so she only had time to talk to him about it now that the school festival was almost over.

"Is there?"

Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then gave an answer with some uncertainty.

Although Japan generally encourages reservations and people make appointments in advance for anything, unexpected situations can still occur.

"Are you busy?"

Hayakawa Yuki tilted her head, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

She really wanted to invite him, and Maki had told her that sometimes girls have to be a little willful, but she still couldn't do it; she didn't want to put him in a difficult position.

"You misunderstood." Seeing her like this, Watanabe Yu coughed lightly and corrected his words, "What I meant was, even if something urgent comes up, your matter is still the highest priority."

Just like what Ayana said when she complained about him before, sometimes many problems are caused by both sides being stubborn. If one side says something soft or gives a high-EQ response during an argument, many disputes will only stop at verbal sparring.

It is like something that rises high and then falls gently.

"……real?"

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa Yuki's eyes lit up, her brows furrowed with disbelief.

Watanabe Yu's answer was truly unexpected; he wasn't usually like this.

and so……

Is this enlightenment?

"real."

Watanabe Yu nodded firmly, then handed her the canned juice beside him.

"Open it for me."

Hayakawa Yuki didn't reach out to take it, but instead winked playfully.

Now that the blockhead has finally figured things out, she's going to have to act cute and affectionate.

"Speaking of which, what did that girl from Class B ask you that day?"

Watanabe Yu pulled the tab on the juice and handed it over.

"You asked me some questions about love." Hayakawa Yuki took the juice, took a sip, and then happily squinted her eyes. "Thank you, Yu."

Even though the brands are the same, the orange juice is sweeter than usual today!

"Relationship problems?"

Watanabe Yu took a bite of his sandwich and looked at her curiously.

As far as he knows, when people seek advice on relationship problems, they habitually turn to those who are decisive and efficient in class or those who are emotionally sensitive, because only these two types of people can give you what you need when you encounter problems.

The latter offers you emotional comfort, while the former teaches you how to choose.

As for Yuki's image in terms of her grade level, he felt that she didn't quite fit into either of these two types of people.

Of course, Yuki's heart is indeed very soft and delicate, but this side has only been shown to a small number of people, and this is not enough to add such a key word of emotional delicacy to her character in terms of age.

“Hmm.” Hayakawa Yuki raised her head, her fair face shining brightly in the not-so-bright sunlight. “She said she recently fell in love with a boy, but that boy didn’t realize it and is still interacting with her the same way as before.”

To be honest, she felt some empathy when listening to the other person's story.

After all, someone has been quite 'blockhead' before.

But after thinking about it, she felt relieved. At least looking back now, to say something like what some old ladies would say, it wasn't so bad.

At least it provided a lot more interesting topics to talk about.

From one person's perspective, such topics of conversation might not be very "friendly," because most of them are irrelevant "dark history" stories.

"And what was your opinion?"

Watanabe Yu took on the role of the straight man very responsibly and asked the question truthfully.

“My advice is to create opportunities to be alone with them, and then take the initiative to express your feelings.” Hayakawa Yuki paused, a hint of emotion appearing between her brows. “After all, some people are just slow to understand. If you don’t take the initiative, it’s very difficult for them to know what you’re thinking.”

The key is.

Those who wait for others to give them happiness often fail to find it.

"And then what did she say?"

Watanabe Yu turned his head, his gaze passing over the green safety net and landing on the office building not far away.

Even from a distance, he could still hear the noisy conversation.

This is a limited-time item that can only be seen during the school festival.

Normally, if such a noisy sound were to come out at noon, the teacher in charge of the class would storm into the classroom within two minutes and then launch into a speech that everyone was already tired of hearing.

However, on the other hand, given the school's atmosphere at Chengnan Private High School, it's extremely rare for the school to be noisy during lunch break.

With the daily workload, only a very small minority of students are still energetic and lively at lunchtime; the vast majority of students still need a lunch break.

She said if they failed, they wouldn't even be able to be friends anymore.

Yuki Hayakawa sighed, put down her juice, and took a helpless bite of her sandwich.

"I've always felt that people who hesitate in relationships don't deserve happiness, especially when the person they like is already outstanding. The kind of person who will wait for you forever mostly only exists in TV dramas."

She murmured these words as she chewed her sandwich.

Although it might be hard to believe that she's the one saying this, at least she was very direct about her relationship with him.

"Actually it's not bad."

Watanabe Yu shrugged. The current era was better than the one he had traveled through time to.

At least we haven't reached the point where people say they like you today, break up tomorrow, and demand half of your cultivation the day after.

"Besides, they don't even know how you feel, and they haven't made any promises to you. Why should they keep waiting for you?" Hayakawa Yuki pouted, a newfound calmness appearing on her face. "So you need to be brave. Brave people enjoy the world first, don't they?"

Looking back now, at least she realizes that both Ryoko and Ayana were much braver than her. They were decisive and acted decisively, unlike her who hesitated.

In the end, I found myself to be the one lagging behind in progress.

Despite having the advantage of being close to the source, she ended up at the bottom. Ayana and Ryoko kept moving forward, while she remained stagnant.

If she hadn't been so wavering and hesitant back then, perhaps she wouldn't have suffered so much in the middle.

"That's true."

Watanabe Yu withdrew his gaze from that direction and instead thought about the appointment he was to keep tomorrow.

After discussing it, he set the time to meet with Eda Sumire the following evening.

Actually, he would have preferred to book for lunchtime if possible, but unfortunately, the other party had something to do at noon, so he had no choice but to book for the evening.

"Then she said she would consider it carefully." Hayakawa Yuki shrugged, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Actually, I thought she would just do it on a whim."

Generally speaking, when emotions run high, it's the norm to act impulsively and rush into things; those who can think rationally are usually a very small minority.

"That proves that they are indeed seriously considering this matter."

Watanabe Yu thought this was a good thing.

If you were to impulsively confess your feelings, you'd most likely end up failing immediately and leaving disappointed. Of course, if the character model is good enough, there's a chance of success, but intuitively, if someone is truly beautiful, they shouldn't hesitate; they'd be proactive, confident, and generous enough to go for it.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, those who are handsome or beautiful do have an advantage.

Even when getting food in the cafeteria, the aunties always give extra portions to the good-looking guys and girls.

Of course, you still have to shake your hands when necessary.

“That’s true.” Hayakawa Yuki took the last bite of her sandwich and then said, “Anyway, I told her everything I knew and everything I thought was right. As for how far she can go, that’s her own business.”

Just like what my mother always says, with the same teaching, some people grasp things quickly, while others grasp them slowly. There's nothing we can do about it, no matter how much help we give them.

Of course, there are also those who work hard and eventually achieve great success.

However, such cases are ultimately in the minority.

I thought you'd have something to hold back.

Watanabe Yu made a joke.

Generally speaking, a person with a strong sense of responsibility can be a good teacher, but also a bad one.

It's not about the left and right brains fighting each other, but about addressing the issue at hand. People who are overly responsible tend to confine themselves to their own limitations. If they encounter someone with talent, it's fine, but if they encounter someone without talent, they often refuse to believe in fate and try again and again, only to end up with a frustrating result.

"Impossible." Hayakawa Yuki shook her head without even thinking, then took out two amusement park tickets from her skirt pocket. "So, will you come to the amusement park with me?"

She was so engrossed in gossiping that she almost forgot about this whole thing.

"Let's go."

Watanabe Yu took the ticket, glanced at it a few times, and then put it in his pocket.

"As for time..."

"There's no time like the present, how about next Saturday?"

He didn't want to postpone it any further.

That's just how some things are; the more you postpone them, the easier it is to develop a procrastinating mentality.

At least that's how he is.

Therefore, the best solution is to book a time that is close to home.

"can."

Hayakawa Yuki paused for a moment, then smiled broadly.

*
It was evening, in the teachers' office for the second-year high school students.

"How do you feel now?"

Risa Yasuhara rested her chin on her left hand, looked at Miyuki Komura sitting opposite her, counting money over and over again, and asked with a smile.

From the moment the golden sunlight of the setting sun streamed into the room, Miyuki had been counting money.

It felt like, how should I put it, that I had suddenly received a windfall.

"I don't want to be a teacher anymore. I want to lead my students to start a business!"

Miyuki Komura put the money down, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and gave an answer with a serious expression.

"What about startup projects?"

Risa Yasuhara unsurprisingly picked up the conversation.

In a sense, Miyuki Komura is the most understandable of all the teachers in the office.

The latter has an almost pathological obsession with money; to put it more bluntly, she loves money. However, she loves money in a measured way. She will not take a penny less than what is rightfully hers, nor will she take a penny more than what is not rightfully hers.

"Let's build this haunted house!"

Miyuki Komura clenched her fist with great confidence.

As long as everyone in the class is willing, they will definitely be able to grow bigger and stronger and create new glories!

"Well said, but the copyright to the haunted house doesn't seem to belong to you."

Risa Yasuhara coughed lightly, offering a reminder to the other person.

On the very day Watanabe Yu presented the proposal, she had reviewed it and reminded him to register a copyright.

"..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Miyuki Komura was stunned.

It seems, perhaps, maybe, that's really the case.

"Then, I can buy it from Watanabe!"

However, she reacted quickly and immediately came up with a solution.

"His asking price is very high."

Risa Yasuhara raised her smooth chin, revealing her fair neck.

"Then forget it."

Miyuki Komura sighed; when it came to backing down, she considered herself second to none.

Besides, she was just joking when she mentioned it earlier. Whether it's the students in Class B or Class C, they all have bright futures. They can play the role of haunted house staff during the school festival, but they can't play that role forever.

Not to mention the parents' objections, even she herself couldn't accept it.

She hopes her students will have a bright future.

At least you can have a relatively decent job.

"So, has there been any question about the ownership of this money?"

Risa Yasuhara asked the question knowing the answer already.

"Let's do it the way we discussed before." Miyuki Komura lay on the table and gave a lazy reply. "First, we'll split the money equally between the two classes, then put 60% into the class fund, and the remaining 40% will be distributed to everyone who put in the effort. Those who worked particularly hard will receive an extra little bonus."

"You're not taking a single penny?"

“What would I do with it? This is the result of their hard work; I won’t do such a thing.”

"As expected of you, you have principles!"

"Come on, sigh."

Miyuki Komura waved her hand, looking helpless at Risa Yasuhara's teasing.

"Want to grab a drink tonight? It's a weekend anyway."

Risa Yasuhara extended an invitation.

"You know, my salary..."

Miyuki Komura sighed.

Although she was saving money, she was always a typical spendthrift.

"I'll treat."

Risa Yasuhara stood up and spoke first.