I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 109 The Taste of Youth

Dong Ye Yu only remembered that it was six thirty in the morning after he went out with his sword.

Not to mention kendo equipment stores, even many restaurants were closed.

The only people on the street were students like me who were rushing to get up early, people who were returning from overtime work at the company, and tired Palu who looked so exhausted that he seemed like he would collapse on the street at any second.

Could it be a staff member of Tokyo TV?

Because the Sumime Ichimonji Nagamitsu is nearly a quarter longer than ordinary swords, its appearance is really eye-catching.

It's hard to explain it as cosplay if you walk out of the door like this, so if you happen to meet someone who knows about it, just send it directly.

Dong Ye Yu then went home and used a roll of paper to disguise the sword.

I wrapped toilet paper around the outside of the scabbard. I originally wanted to use cloth, but there was no such long cloth at home - unless I tore up my only bedding.

Then use tape to fix and protect the toilet paper layer. Although it looks strange, it is better than exposing it directly to other people's vision.

After dealing with the situation, Dong Ye Yu went out to school again with a knife.

The time came to six fifty, and the afterglow of the morning's blue hour gradually faded away. A red sun rose in the sky, the clouds dissipated, and the blue sky was clear.

The hustle and bustle of traffic outside the town could be heard, and some junior high school students were getting ready to go out impatiently amid their mothers' nagging.

Dong Yeyu walked on the street, facing the sun, with golden light shining on his body, like a border, making him more outstanding in this world.

Students from different schools and grades were walking in groups of three or four in front and behind me. Many glances would occasionally be cast over secretly, whether they were the envy of young boys or the admiration of young girls.

Of course, there is bound to be unwarranted jealousy.

Many students looked back at the Inari Shrine behind them as they walked, and they were talking about the festival in late June.

Come to think of it, Miko had mentioned the festival before. It might be a bit rude to say that the Iori family is old, weak and sick, but it is true.

I will have to go to the shrine to help when the time comes.

Higashino Yu looked back at Ayase-zaka, which was not high and could at most be called a high ground in his hometown, but it still stood out among the mostly flat residential areas around it.

The shrine that people talk about stands on Ayase-zaka, quiet and solemn, as if it was engraved in time and has become a symbolic existence. The pure golden light shines on the blue-gray glazed tiles, making them sparkle.

Because he was afraid of subway security checks, Dong Ye Yu did not take the subway but ran all the way to school.

Ayase-cho is quite a distance away from Bunkyo-ku, and the streets are winding, so it's easy to get lost if you're not familiar with them.

Fortunately, most people took the subway during this time period, so there were not many people on the streets. Otherwise, I would probably have appeared in some news reporting interesting stories the next day.

Dong Yeyu ran towards the school while asking for directions, and finally arrived at the school ten minutes before being late.

When we arrived at the school, there were not many students outside the school gate, just a few scattered around.

Some boys who were used to scouting the area turned the corner on their bicycles, holding plastic bags of bread in their mouths. When they found the school gate was not far away, they breathed a sigh of relief and got off the bikes.

He ate breakfast while pushing the cart at a leisurely pace.

There were several discipline committee members, both male and female, standing at the school gate, checking whether the students were carrying any illegal items.

For example, erotic magazines, sharp objects, etc.

Higashino Yu was stunned when he found that they could accurately catch the otaku from the crowd and skillfully take out the erotic magazines from his backpack.

I feel like this school's discipline committee is stricter than Tokyo subway security.

Doesn’t this count as an invasion of privacy?

Dong Ye Yu looked at the otaku who was kneeling at the school gate with pity, and walked up with his head held high.

However, he didn't expect that the discipline committee member would just glance at him and then let him go.

Mika Arimura, the discipline committee member who had met him once before during the club recruitment, asked with a smile, "When did Higashino-san join the kendo club?"

Higashino Yu thought for a moment and said sincerely, "My friend Arima-kun joined the kendo club and wanted me to join, so he lent me a sword to try."

"But he forgot to give me a sword bag, so I made a simple sword bag myself." He showed the sword wrapped in toilet paper in his hand.

There is light in his eyes!

When the club was recruiting new members, Mika Arimura didn't have a good impression of Higashino Yu and only saw him from a distance across the crowd.

Because I'm short, I could only see half of his face and thought it was nothing special.

At this time, they were so close to each other that they could feel how powerful the rumored campus hunk was.

She blushed and looked away, not daring to meet his gaze. She felt that if she took one look, she would be sucked into those eyes as pure as the night.

A sword bag is only a few thousand yen, is it that big of a deal?

Other students passing by and the discipline committee members present all looked at him sideways, marveling at Dong Yeyu's stinginess and shamelessness.

At least they wouldn't do such a thing. It would be too embarrassing to make a sword bag with toilet paper and tape, not to mention bringing it to school.

"Arima? Is he the Arima Norimune who was punished for harassing senior girls and offending senior boys right after joining the Kendo Club?" A boy among the discipline committee members asked with a teasing smile.

"Probably." Higashino Yu was speechless. It had only been a few days, and Arima's reputation had already spread to the Discipline Committee?
I'm afraid that in a few days, his bad reputation will spread from the Kendo Club to the entire Tachibana High School, and everyone will know about it.

It feels like his right to choose a spouse in high school has been completely lost.

It can be regarded as a punishment for his outspokenness and distorted values, especially for Arima, who is very interested in the opposite sex.

Is this supposed to be torture?
After chatting with a few discipline committee members, no one suggested checking the unknown object in Dong Yeyu's hand.

Just kidding, don't be fooled by this kid's sincere face and kind temperament, look at his height and his body that represents a strong man.

If you want to check it out, you go. I’m not going anyway.

What's more, it is said that Higashino-kun ranks sixth in academic ability. Those who can rank in the top ten in Tachibana are basically the best of the best. They are future students of the University of Tokyo and have a bright future.

Who dares to offend this?
What if I need help from someone decades later and they mention the inspection I had today, how would I start the conversation?
Several senior discipline committee members looked at each other and let him go tacitly.

Dong Yeyu thus sneaked into the school safely.

He was walking away from the otaku who was kneeling on the ground behind him, clasping his hands together and making a begging gesture like Tom Cat, begging Mika Arimura not to tear up the erotic magazine.

"Arimura-chan, we are junior high school classmates. Please don't tear up my Kurumi Rei photo magazine. I waited in line for a long time to buy it!"

Mika Arimura looked at the otaku kneeling on the ground with disdain, and thought of Higashino-kun, who was bathed in the morning sun, full of vigor, upright, and sincere to everyone.

The girl sighed in her heart that the gap between people is sometimes even greater than the gap between people and paramecium.

She coldly tore up the erotic magazine in her hand and threw it into the trash can, as if she was tearing up the otaku's soul and pulling out his backbone.

"what!"

Azai screamed in despair, his eyes lost all light, and he blended into the crowd of students like a walking corpse.

Dong Yeyu didn't pay attention to the small theater behind him because morning self-study was about to start in a few minutes.

He quickly went to the shoe cabinet to get today's love letter, changed into indoor shoes, and entered the classroom.

I said hello to Imagawa Kashiwagi and Arima Norimune who were chatting.

"Higashino--" Arima Norimune was about to say something when Higashino Yu immediately interrupted him.

"I have something urgent to do. I'll talk to you later."

Then, under the two people's puzzled gazes, he quickly put down his schoolbag, carried Sumime Ichimonji Nagamitsu with his hands full of toilet paper, and walked towards Asumi Sanae's class.

Her class was Class A of the first grade, which was just across the street and required walking through a long corridor.

Higashino Yu walked quickly through the corridor and came to the classroom of Class A of Grade 1. He peeked inside and easily found Asumi Sanae among the students.

She sat in the last row by the window, her golden hair tied into two ponytails, casting a hazy glow in the bright morning sun.

Wearing special hairpins in the shape of a radial sun emblem and a crescent moon emblem.

The material is probably brass, but considering the Moon Witch's arrogance, it feels more likely to be pure gold.

She was wearing her school uniform obediently, which was completely different from the previous impression of a middle school girl, and her temperament was calm.

However, that kind of arrogance that is aloof from the world still exists, giving people the feeling that she is a flower on the top of a mountain and no strangers are allowed to enter.

"That classmate, that classmate, yes, you, please help me call the classmate I'll meet tomorrow, I have something to talk to her about."

Dong Ye Yu lowered his voice and shouted to a girl near the back door of the classroom. The pretty girl turned around for a second, pointed at herself, and looked questioning.

Only after Higashino Yu gave an affirmative answer and repeated it in a gentle voice did she go to Asumi Sanae with a blushing face and say that someone was looking for her.

After hearing this, the beautiful Asumi Sanae, who was aloof from the world and alone, turned her head away.

His cold and distant gaze fell on Dong Ye Yu, he blinked, raised his head slightly, stood up leisurely, and walked towards him.

Although she was just walking normally, Asumi Sanae's demeanor gave people an elegant feeling, as if she had undergone etiquette training as the legend goes.

The students around were whispering, the spring breeze outside the window fluttered the curtains, the bright morning sun cast a bright golden glow on the blackboard, and dust particles were dancing in it.

Dong Yeyu looked at this scene, leaning against the back door of the classroom, a little dazed.

Memories replayed in my mind like a yellowed film, and I suddenly remembered that the days in middle school in my previous life were also bright and dazzling like this.

In the classroom, which is mainly black with a slightly old stone floor dotted with white, there are slightly broken desks and chairs, a long lamp hanging by two wires, a weak ceiling fan and a blackboard that can never be wiped clean.

Male and female students who wanted to show themselves in front of the opposite sex also wandered around the back doors of classrooms, calling friends or passing love letters.

For Higashino Yu, who has an extraordinary memory after entering the path of immortality, such memories seem like yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, like a dream and an illusion.

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