I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 14 Possessed by a Ghost?
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In the study room, the pleasant atmosphere began to change as the girl's gaze turned strange.

When Kazama Sakura belatedly realized she had acted rashly and done something drastic.

I'm almost becoming somatically anxious.

I feel like I can't breathe.

Especially the amused look in Tsukino Gen's eyes as he stared at him.

She opened her mouth, trying to explain.

"No, I... I was actually..."

"You're possessed by a ghost, aren't you?"

Gen Tsukino smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"I...I have to go back to class now, goodbye!"

Some things are hard to explain, such as why a perfectly healthy person would suddenly fall from a building.

For example, why would a pretty girl who doesn't seem strange in her daily life suddenly start barking like a dog in front of a boy?

But now, Sakura Kazama felt her cheeks burning.

That feeling of shame was burning fiercely in my chest, almost setting me ablaze!
You're absolutely insane, Kazama Sakura!

How could you bark like a dog!
What? Is being a dog something to be proud of?
Ahhhhh! !
The girl rushed back to the classroom, immediately lay down on the desk, and covered her face, not only because she didn't want her classmates to see her unusual behavior.

She seems unable to face the world at all right now.

If I want to die, is there anyone who can erase my memory of what just happened? This is very important!

When Tsukino Gen walked out of the study room, his steps were light.

He felt no pressure, and he wouldn't react to the big news of Yamazaki Jihei's fall that morning.

In his words, people should be responsible for their own actions. As for who has the right to judge, or whether violence is truly justice, these are things Tsukino Gen wouldn't consider.

I left the study room and prepared to return to the classroom.

Passing by unfamiliar classrooms, I saw unfamiliar faces.

Many people will pay attention to Tsukino Gen's appearance, after all, he is a famous handsome boy in the whole school.

If he could, Gen Tsukino really wouldn't want to look so attention-grabbing, but he was born that way.

That damn handsomeness is depressing.

He has the kind of face that suggests he's destined for success.

Ugh.

But what came next to her was another familiar face. As if by some strange coincidence, Tsukino Gen also belatedly realized that this was her class.

Asagiri Rin stood there, elegant and dignified, cold and detached as she looked at herself.

Her eyes remained devoid of any color, a coldness that Tsukino Gen was gradually becoming familiar with.

Although she is quite different from the Asagiri Rin I truly remember, I wouldn't say I have any real animosity towards her.

He could actually just smile and say hello, indicating that he doesn't care about those things.

But, as fate would have it...

Where the two appear together, there are always crowds of people.

Perhaps it's because the two people are so distinctive that they tend to attract unnecessary attention, just like popular celebrities walking through the streets.

"Tsukino-kun is so handsome."

"Wow, Asagiri-san is the real princess, isn't she? But the two of them standing together look like they're filming an idol drama."

"By the way, does anyone remember when Tsukino Gen confessed to Asagiri Rin in the first year of high school and was rejected by her?"

It seems there's nothing more to say.

So Tsukino Gen walked straight past the other person.

Asagiri Rin also demonstrated emotional stability and a powerful aura.

As she strode towards the classroom, without even glancing at Tsukino Gen as she passed by, the whispering crowd fell silent, like crows with their beaks sewn shut.

No one knows what gleam is in her deep eyes, nor what she was thinking as they passed each other.

As someone who seems to exist in a completely different world from ordinary people, Rin Asagiri's value lies in making people believe that such a perfect girl exists in the world.

The rest is unimportant.

That's right, it doesn't matter at all.

"Hey kid, where did Kazama drag you off to just now? When did you two get into this kind of relationship?!"

When Gen Tsukino returned to his seat, Akihiko Miura eagerly pressed him for details.

Gen Tsukino shook his head. "Don't talk nonsense. We're just normal classmates. She just had something come up and couldn't talk about it."

Miura Akihiko knew very well that even if the two had some kind of relationship, it was none of his business. They were a perfect match, and whether he agreed or disagreed was meaningless.

However, he still said sarcastically, "Oh, you guys have little secrets~ Are you currently in the early stages of a secret relationship?"

"If you're going to be in a relationship, then be open and honest. What's the point of having a secret relationship?"

Tsukino Gen asked curiously.

Miura Akihiko thought for a moment, "I don't know, but in my impression, handsome guys and beautiful girls all like to hide their relationships. Maybe it's to make it easier to cheat or seamlessly transition between relationships?"

Gen Tsukino sighed, "Even if you're juggling multiple relationships, you should do it openly and honestly. That's what makes a man."

"That's true. Wait, isn't that a bit much? You little brat, you want to be the harem king, you bastard!"

School was over.

This time, Kazama Sakura did not leave school with Tsukino Gen because Kazama Sakura had to participate in club activities.

It looks like some kind of dessert shop.

Tsukino Gen didn't know much about these things. He didn't really like sweets, but it seemed like there was nothing wrong with girls liking to make things.

As for why Tsukino Gen is so carefree, it's because he doesn't participate in any clubs.

There weren't many clubs that interested him, and everything he did seemed too easy and lacked any challenge, so he was too lazy to waste time on them.

Although time is meant to be wasted.

I didn't play Japanese mahjong to earn some extra money today. I've been winning too much lately, so I need to take a break.

Back in the apartment, the first thing I noticed was that this time, there were no extra paint or strange words on the door of my neighbor Kiyono Mizuki's house.

It appears to be a relatively peaceful day.

So Tsukino Gen stood at the door and knocked.

I could hear the sound of a wheelchair rolling inside; it was a strange feeling.

It's like there's a cat waiting for its owner to come home. It may seem indifferent to you on ordinary days, but in reality, it has already caught the first sound of your footsteps when you come home.

Are you there?

Gen Tsukino asked with a smile.

A somewhat indifferent voice slowly drifted from inside.

"Aren't you annoying? What are you doing now?"

"Just wanted to let you know, if you need to change your clothes, do it as soon as possible. I'm going to take a shower, and then I'll take you out." *Clang!*

Immediately, a sound of something colliding came from inside.

"It hurts so much."

The sound of gasping for air through the door was quite cute, but such a simple sentence shouldn't have elicited such a reaction, right?
"Are you okay?"

Gen Tsukino feigned concern, but his smile never wavered.

An angry voice came from inside.

"Can't you just leave me alone for one day?! I'm not going out. You can go do whatever you want!"

"Oh, I just wanted to let you know. See you in half an hour."

"Hey! Gen Tsukino!!"

The roar gradually faded into the distance.

Gen Tsukino hummed a song as he returned to his rented room.

Change out of your school uniform shirt and take a shower.

Although I no longer have any body odor from sweat, and I live a simple and frugal life.

However, as the saying goes, the most delightful taste in life is simple joy.

Being diligent and clean is also a kind of ritual in life.

If I say half an hour, then it's half an hour.

Gen Tsukino, dressed in a simple black T-shirt and jeans, appeared at Kiyono Mizuki's door right on time.

"Dong dong dong."

There was no sound or response from inside.

So Tsukino Gen simply took out the key and opened the door.

Because these apartments are actually quite small, you can see the entire living room almost as soon as you enter.

Gen Tsukino saw Kiyono Mizuki frantically packing something up right away.

"Snapped."

She immediately closed the dressing case and pressed down the mirror on the table.

He turned around angrily and glared at Tsukino Gen.

"Why did you come in without saying hello again?!"

"I greeted you, but you didn't open the door."

Tsukino Gen walked over.

I saw Kiyono Mizuki, who had obviously changed her clothes.

Instead of the familiar white floral dress, she wore a pure white T-shirt as a base layer, with a light green jacket over it.

She wore a long white tulle skirt and open-toed sandals.

Even her beautiful, silken toes, resembling white silkworms, were adorned with bright red nail polish.

Seemingly noticing Tsukino Gen's gaze, the girl turned her face away unnaturally.

What are you looking at?

"You're dressed nicely; it's perfect for a trip."

"Who dressed up? I was already like this before you came back, don't flatter yourself."

Kiyono Mizuki said coldly.

Even though I know my answer isn't very convincing, the first principle of lying is to deceive yourself first.

"You seem to have quite a sense of ritual about staying at home every day. I underestimated you."

Hearing the boy's earnest response, Kiyono Mizuki felt her face burning.

"If there's nothing else, please go back. I want to rest."

she says.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "If I really turned around and left right now, wouldn't you explode?"

".impossible."

"Although Kiyono-neechan is cute when she's being stubborn, if she's always stubborn, she'll drive away even the air around her."

Gen Tsukino kindly reminded her.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her fingers fidgeting on her legs.

His voice was noticeably lower when he spoke.

"Then go. It's not like I begged you to stay by my side."

Gen Tsukino pretended not to hear.

They immediately started pushing the other person's wheelchair towards the door.

"Alright, enough of this nonsense. Let's go."

This time, Kiyono Mizuki didn't struggle too much. She bit her lip slightly and asked indifferently, "Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to play soccer."

Qingye Mizue:? ? ?
Seeing the girl's eyes flash with a furious tigress-like rage, Tsukino Gen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's time to eat, of course. We'll consider taking you to play soccer when you're better."

"...malicious."

"Ok?"

"Hmph, it's nothing. It's just that I'm a picky eater, I don't eat everything."

Just as the girl turned her head to the side, about to be pushed out the door, she saw the colors of the sunset outside.

Her face showed obvious timidity and hesitation.

She couldn't even remember the last time she'd left that door.

But the boy pushing her from behind just patted her head.

"It's okay. If you don't like it, just watch me eat it. You don't need to be begged to eat. I'm spoiling you."

"Then why are you taking me there! Let go, I'm not going!"

"Because Kiyono-neechan is so beautiful, watching you eat makes me feel hungry."

The girl lowered her head again.

I didn't want the other person to see my face suddenly turn red.

That's so malicious.

That's really awful!

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(End of this chapter)