Tokyo: Restricted Tutor

After school, he went straight to find Konoha Mika. How could he have time to eat?

"It seems like Sakirei-kun is also hungry. Why don't you come back with me? I've already prepared dinner at home.

When you come back, Sakirei-kun can tell me what happened today and how you found Konoha Mika-san.

I can also tell you about our organization, how about that?"

Hearing Hojo Sakirei's stomach growl, Tomoda Minako smiled and extended an invitation.

Hojo Sakirei looked around, thinking that there was nothing for him to do if he went back now, and he could get a meal if he went with her, so he nodded and agreed.

"Then, let's go!"

Following behind Tomoda Minako, Hojo Sakirei got into the car with her.

As soon as he sat in the car, a pleasant, sweet scent was inhaled through his nose.

This smell made Hojo Sakirei feel very comfortable.

Indeed, beautiful women are not only pleasing to the eye.

Even their cars are fragrant and soft.

Meanwhile, while Hojo Sakirei and Tomoda Minako were heading to Minako's place.

In the hospital.

Looking at Haruta Haruto lying on the hospital bed, Haruta Sanjiro's expression became particularly grim and terrifying.

Although he had already understood the whole story.

But seeing his son so severely injured, he still felt angry!

No one can bully his son!

"Dad, you must help me get revenge! That bastard dared to treat me like this, he clearly doesn't put you in his eyes!"

Haruta Haruto spoke, his eyes exceptionally gloomy.

Since he was a child, he had never suffered such humiliation, being pinned to the ground and beaten.

Moreover, being beaten by Hojo Sakirei was one thing, but even a woman like Konoha Mika dared to lay a hand on him.

Haruta Haruto could not bear this humiliation.

"Shut up, how did I raise you?"

"Your mother passed away so many years ago. In these years, not only did I raise you by myself, but I also had to clean up your messes. Don't you think I'm tired enough?"

Haruta Sanjiro said.

However, when he looked at Haruta Haruto and saw his face swollen like a pig's head, he couldn't bear to continue speaking.

No matter what, this was his son.

Even if he had to discipline him, only he could do it.

"Forget it, you don't need to worry about this matter. You'll be in your third year of high school next year, so study hard during this time.

I will definitely get justice for you in this matter!"

"Tell me clearly what happened this time, what exactly is going on, and why they treated you like that."

Haruta Sanjiro continued to ask.

Although he knew it was his son who caused the trouble, he still wanted to know the details of the incident.

Moreover, this matter had already reached the police station.

If it couldn't be handled properly, he was afraid his son would have to be expelled from school.

If that were the case, his son would be finished.

This was not the outcome Haruta Sanjiro wanted to see.

That's why he wanted to understand the situation again, his purpose being to find a reason from it so that his son wouldn't be expelled from school.

"It's like this..."

In the following time, Haruta Haruto recounted the incident.

Because the matter had reached the police station, Haruta Haruto also knew the seriousness of the situation. Facing Haruta Sanjiro's questions, he didn't hide anything at all.

"So, you were just planning to teach that woman a lesson, right?"

"And, although you said you would do that kind of thing to her, you still didn't lay a hand on her.

That Hojo Sakirei arrived and then violently attacked you, right?"

As these words came out of Haruta Sanjiro's mouth, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Haruta Haruto's originally dim expression.

"Yes, that's right!"

Haruta Haruto said.

Seeing Haruta Sanjiro's expression soften, he knew that his father would definitely be able to solve this matter.

"Alright, I understand the details of the incident, but I don't know if those people under you said anything else."

"Next, I will go find them and have them change their statements.

Just say that you only invited that female classmate to hang out, and then when that Hojo Sakirei arrived there, he attacked you without reason.

Remember these things as well, as you might need to give a statement later."

In the following time, after Haruta Sanjiro told Haruta Haruto what to do and asked him a few times, he finally left the hospital.

Although he already knew what to do in his heart, Haruta Sanjiro was not very confident, after all, who knew if those other classmates would say something random.

After leaving the hospital, Haruta Sanjiro decisively took out his phone, found a number, and called it.

"Haruta-kun, I didn't expect you to call back. I thought you wouldn't contact us anymore."

As soon as the call went through, the person on the other end answered immediately and then said this sentence.

Hearing the other party say this, Haruta Sanjiro's face was gloomy.

"Cut the crap, before there was nothing I needed your help with, but I still have your contact information."

"Hehe, of course we know you wouldn't cut off our contact information, after all, you still need us to help you with some things.

What's wrong, what is it this time?"

As soon as Haruta Sanjiro's words fell, the person on the other end of the phone asked again.

Although Haruta Sanjiro really didn't want to contact these guys, he only had one son, and this son was someone his ex-wife had asked him to take good care of before she passed away.

Naturally, he couldn't bear for his son to be in trouble.

"Help me get rid of a student. As long as you can do it, any amount of money is not a problem!"

Haruta Sanjiro said.

"Okay, in that case, send us the person's information."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up the phone and quickly rushed back.

Opening the computer, Haruta Sanjiro directly pulled out the school data he had backed up.

As the head of the grade, Haruta Sanjiro had a backup of the situation of every student in the school on his computer.

He did this because he knew that sometimes he might need it.

When he found Konoha Mika's information, Haruta Sanjiro decisively took a screenshot and sent it to an encrypted email address.

After doing all this, Haruta Sanjiro finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, he had made preparations for hiring a killer. The next step was to deal with the other guild members.

Solving their problems was actually very simple, which was to meet them at the police station and have them do as he said.

Haruta Sanjiro believed that those people would definitely be happy to do this.

Because only this way, they wouldn't be expelled from school.

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