I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 296 It's not shameful to rely on a man!

Many people's lives are too boring, or rather, they are not happy at all.

Therefore, we need to learn from the misfortunes of others.

Even this kind of liveliness.

You ask them if they are just? What is justice? They just want things that conform to their own beliefs to be just, while those they don't like are better off being condemned outright.

Who's going to talk to you about dialectical thinking? Everyone has their own perspective.

So Gen Tsukino doesn't even need to say what he said before, because no matter what you say, you can't change someone's long-held prejudices.

You can't persuade this mountain, so what should you do?

Once this group of fierce-looking, burly men appeared, the situation immediately became under control.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Especially when Tsukino Gen asked that question, all the doors that had been peeking out closed.

In an instant, it was like a turtle retracting its head into its shell.

There's no need to persuade anyone now; the situation is quite clear.

The identities and backgrounds of the man and woman in front of them were far more terrifying than they had imagined. What else could this group be but involved in organized crime? In a place like Zhaori, would you dare to mess with a yakuza organization?
Although it may seem that the government emphasizes cracking down on organized crime every year, anyone who lives in this country will understand that it's just a way to create a show of achievements each year.

Even some high-ranking officials in the Zhaori government have risen to their positions with the support of these organizations, something any adult with some social experience can understand.

You can't afford to mess with people from these backgrounds, let alone call the police. The police will just tell you they're investigating, and then the next moment these yakuza members will come knocking on your door, showing you how to cancel the security procedures, and incidentally leaving some loving marks on you.

Therefore, no one wants to get involved in such trouble.

One second they can appear passionate and outspoken, even ready to speak out for justice.

Now they're back home, back at the dinner table, picking up their chopsticks again, as if nothing had happened. It's even more important to remind your children not to ask who those people are.

The sudden turn of events was something Ms. Kuroda had not anticipated.

She was no longer the arrogant and hysterical woman she once was; that stubbornness had vanished completely when the group of burly men surrounded her.

Well, the yang energy was too strong, and it washed away all the evil spirits.

Hmm, I must have been possessed by a ghost just now?
Gen Tsukino looked at Ms. Kuroda with amusement, "Now repeat what you just said."

"No, there might be some misunderstanding, you..." Ms. Kuroda immediately realized the situation. Having lived to such an old age, she dared to rush here because she knew that Sakuraba Yuki lived alone in Shōri and was a good 'bully'.

But now the situation has changed. Her identity and background have been completely transformed. How could she possibly still maintain that arrogant attitude?
"Didn't you say before that it might be a misunderstanding? What was your answer before?"

Tsukino Gen, however, seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

Ms. Kuroda's gaze was awkward, just like her current predicament. As she hesitated, her eyes suddenly fell on the young woman who was standing silently to the side.

"Um... Ms. Sakuraba! I apologize, I sincerely apologize! It was a misunderstanding before, please... please forgive me this time. I should have known that having a boyfriend like that meant you wouldn't even look at my man. I was crazy. Think about it, we're neighbors. I promise this will never happen again, please?"

"Snapped!"

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

He slapped himself across the face.

She was surprised.

This slap wasn't delivered by Tsukino Gen, but by the female teacher who seemed easy to bully because she thought he was kind.

She didn't expect it.

But she couldn't even muster the basic anger, because the menacing gazes in the hallway had completely swallowed up her so-called confidence.

“I remember you were about to slap me. I tried to explain, but you didn’t respect me at all. Now you remember I’m a kind person.”

"I"

“But I’m not going to be that kind anymore. Tsukino, I’ll leave this to you. I’m going inside to rest for a bit. Do whatever you want with me.”

I returned to my room with inexplicable emotions.

Sakuraba Yuki then realized how far she had gone in making that choice.

In that instant, she no longer wanted the so-called kindness and gentleness.

She always knew that Tsukino Gen was actually very special, and that he wasn't as innocent as he seemed; he was hiding a lot of special energy.

Otherwise, the matter of that so-called blind date from last time would definitely not have been resolved so easily.

She simply didn't want to understand those things; she wanted to imagine the boy as the most innocent person possible, which was also a form of respect for him.

Now she realizes that she underestimated the other party's power. She even finds that her own perceptions were seriously flawed.

Because some people are just despicable.

Kindness and gentleness are actually leverage these people can exploit; only absolute power and more thorough evil can make them obedient and compliant.

Including those so-called neighbors who were just watching the commotion.

No one thought about standing on their side to understand the so-called truth. The so-called justice had already been formed in their minds, so the judgment did not need to understand the other party's testimony.

She hated this world, this whole thing, but it was a reality she couldn't change.

This is the reality. Yet he can do it so easily.

Especially when I think of him standing in front of me, firmly telling those people that it is their right to choose.

Even if I'm a teacher, I can dress beautifully because I'm young and pretty.
Such words are more powerful than sweet talk; at that moment, they almost made me dizzy, and I nearly forgot where I was.

so.
Let him handle these matters. Don't let your so-called kindness influence his judgment. He knows better than anyone how to punish such a despicable person.

But what exactly will happen?

She was still a little curious: would it be very bloody and violent? Would the couple just disappear from the scene?
Just as I was lost in thought, the door opened.

She looked over and saw the handsome young man walk in as always.

"So fast?"

She almost blurted it out.

Tsukino Gen looked at her amusedly, "What? So fast? Never mind, just write down your bank account information for me."

"Huh? What do you need this for?"

She was stunned.

Gen Tsukino sighed, "It's nothing. After my criticism and education, Ms. Kuroda has realized her problem and is very sorry for harassing you. So she plans to compensate you for some emotional distress."

"Compensation for emotional distress? Are you sure this isn't extortion?"

"The only difference between the two is that compensation for emotional distress is a form of legal extortion."

Gen Tsukino said this.

Then, smiling, she looked at the other person and said, "What, are you starting to instinctively empathize with the 'perpetrator' again?"

"That's not true. Their family is certainly not short of money. I'm not that kind of saint!"

As if in a fit of pique, Sakuraba Yuki immediately took out a piece of paper and wrote down her bank card account number.

Tsukino Gen took it and said with a smile, "Wait a little longer, you can tidy up your things at home. I still need to have a good talk with her husband."

"Pack your things?"

Sakuraba Yuki blinked, her first thought being whether she had still caused the boy some trouble.

I need to move out of here so that this matter won't affect him anymore.

If that's the case, then Sakuraba Yuki won't hesitate at all and will immediately start moving.

But Tsukino Gen's answer was...

"Stay here instead of moving? Even though these people have been behaving themselves, there will still be some gossip. And you can't really be good neighbors with them. I think you'll feel uncomfortable too, so moving is the best option. Wait, you don't think you're the one causing me trouble by living here, do you?"

It was as if he could see right through the young woman's soft and sensitive heart.

Without realizing it, she always took too much care of herself, still hoping to see herself as that little boy who needed to be taken care of.

Sakuraba Yuki knew she had been seen through, and felt inexplicably shy, her cheeks burning.

She quickly patted her face and shook her head vigorously, her beautiful black hair swaying like a trembling black waterfall.

"No, won't I be a bother to you? But I haven't found a place to live yet."

"It's okay, those kind men recommended a lot of houses to me. These houses are great, not only are they close to the school and convenient for commuting, but they are also more spacious than yours. As for the cost, you don't need to worry about it either, the landlords are very hospitable and will waive the first three months' rent, enough for you to save money."

"You're lying, there's no such thing as a free lunch. You're just pitying me again."

Sakuraba Yuki knew, of course, that there was no such thing as a free lunch. The only reason was that she was his teacher and, moreover, his mentor and friend for so many years.

Gen Tsukino chuckled. "Yeah, I pity you, you silly teacher. Do you want to be this pitiful?"

Sakuraba Yuki's cheeks flushed even redder as she glared at Tsukino Gen, but she still lacked any real presence.

“If this were back home, I definitely wouldn’t need your pity. But this is Zhaori. Without your pity, I really can’t survive.”

"Hahaha, teacher, you're so cute."

"Screw you!"

"Okay, you pack your things. The movers will be here soon. I'll go take care of things first."

"Okay, be careful."

"Ah."

The door closed again.

Looking at this room, which I don't really know very well.

She let out a long sigh, not because she was particularly reluctant to part with it.

It was just that I thought it was so naive of me to think that I could change my fate and my life through my own efforts.

In the end, we still have to rely on men.
However, if this man is Tsukino Gen...
Why do I feel inexplicably and uncontrollably happy?

Is it shameful to rely on a man? He deserves to be boasted about in every way.

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(End of this chapter)