Another string reel from Bandoli

Almost as soon as the class started, when Xianjuan Gan took out his secret prop [high-end luxury earplugs] to plug his ears and was about to devote himself to the memory library, he heard the news from his deskmate Mei Zhulan.

"Tomorrow? That conflicts with my work schedule." Xianjuan Gan's working days are one afternoon a week after school until 9 pm, and he works the whole day on Saturdays and Sundays.

"I'm sorry... but this is very important... Can't I take a leave from work?" Lan's voice became lower and lower.

Mizukuri, who already had an inexplicable sense of loneliness and weirdness, seemed to be becoming even more weird.

...No... Why is it so troublesome to sign up for a quick beginner's ikebana course?

[Why not just tell her... I'll just sign up for a class myself. I think tea ceremony is pretty good, too... At least having afternoon tea is relaxing.]

"I..." Thinking of how to tactfully resolve the request he had made this time, Xianjuan Gan was about to speak when he glanced at Mizhulan.

Her breathing became light and her mood became anxious. Lan's fingers made some restless little movements, twisting the tuft of red hair that she had dyed herself. Her eyes were full of expectation and especially anxiety.

"I'll hand over my work to a friend and switch my shifts. I'll go tomorrow."

[Forget it, it’s Mocha’s points request after all]

The mushroom cloud, which had not yet dissipated, still stood high in the sky, visible to everyone, casting a shadow, but none of this could stop the imprisoned girls from going about their daily lives.

As the bell for the first class rings, it signals the release of the prisoner.

The girls also had a bit of a relaxed look on their faces, and started talking about the band again...

Is it really okay for Haneda Academy to do this?

Xianjuan Gan watched the group of girls start talking about which livehouse is better and who had the same recording studio as whom for their next reservation.

I really miss the environment in junior high school where everyone was playing cards...

Xianjuangan couldn't help but recall his junior high school days, when Maki Shiina, a senior, had brought him into the industry. Back then, he wasn't very good at socializing, and with his businesslike smile, he didn't want to socialize with anyone.

When he was in the third year of junior high school, his senior Maki Shiina, who dreamed of becoming a professional Vanguard player, persevered and brought her deck to talk to him. She recommended herself to the Vanguard game environment and mentioned to him that he could buy a blind box lucky bag to open the card that belonged to his destiny.

It was such a happy time. Both teachers and students in Yuqiu were immersed in the friendly environment of Pioneers. A Pioneer Competition was held every year, and people of all identities would compete to decide the Pioneer King of Yuqiu.

But not long after she'd led me into the music scene, Maki-senpai gave up the Pioneer Duel and joined the wind band, becoming its leader. With overwhelming momentum, she won first place in the regional orchestral competition. Now, when I actively go to play cards with her, she always pretends to be away. Sigh... girls really have plenty of motivation to play music.

However, Maki-senpai is in his third year of high school this year, and it is time for him to seriously strive for college. He is indeed not suitable to continue to be a pioneer.

Originally, her younger sister often came to me shouting about revenge and wanting to wash away her sister's shame after Maki-senpai quit playing. After playing a few games with her, she now comes to me shouting about revenge once every two weeks.

I had no idea what she was saying, but it was normal for her age, just like Ako. Second year of middle school was the perfect time to shine.

How can the forerunners, in such a game of Tanossi, always seek revenge?

Am I really that disliked?

Xian Juangan stood up, picked up the card box, and tried to approach the group of "oddballs" playing cards. As usual, everyone panicked and hid their cards. They nervously evacuated the classroom.

The juggler drummer didn't even pick up the drumsticks that fell to the ground after seeing the purple card box that Xianjuan Gan was holding. He panicked and covered his face and ran away.

"Mizuki-san, am I annoying?"

Xianjuan Gan returned to his seat in doubt of his life, and was so devastated that he asked his classmate Mizukuri, who was sitting next to him and didn't like the Pioneer Cards, for help.

Now, apart from Maki and her sister, the only other person in the entire Haneyama is Seta Kaoru from the drama club. Although he is almost the weakest card player in Haneyama, he is always keen on playing cards and often pesters her to play against him.

"Oh, this? There's nothing wrong with Genmaki-san (she's actually quite charming), but they're the ones who went too far."

Looking at the boy's face, although his hair was highlighted like a delinquent, it was handsome and delicate like a girl.

As someone who had never played cards, Mei Zhulan had no idea why. Xian Juangan was very popular in his second year of junior high and had excellent reviews at school. But after he started playing cards in his third year, everyone was terrified of him, and their faces turned pale with fear at the mere mention of his name.

Mei Zhulan, who was late for the new classroom at the beginning of the school year, saw that no one dared to approach Xian Juangan, forming an insulating circle, so she took advantage of the opportunity to become his deskmate.

"...The principal's joke was really too much. I just lost a card game at the competition." Mei Zhulan still doesn't understand why the principal acted so excessively at the end of the third year of junior high school.

"Don't say that. I can feel the principal's perseverance. He insisted on fighting me to the end even though he was in such poor health." Xian Juan Gan defended the principal.

"...He actually acted like a scoundrel and pretended to be injured. He even called an ambulance to take him to the hospital's ICU for emergency treatment. He was just playing cards, but he is so narrow-minded," Mizukami said dissatisfiedly.

Originally, Haneda Academy's championship last year was guaranteed to be won by Xianju Gan, who had defeated the entire school from top to bottom. However, the tournament was cancelled after the principal collapsed during the finals, seemingly consuming himself. Thus, after urgent discussions and ignoring the wishes of the principal, who had been admitted to the ICU, Haneda's long-standing Pioneer Tournament was officially banned this year, with a chance of resumption not expected for at least three years.

How could Principal Hanaoka, a former professional player who was the runner-up in Tokyo's Shinjuku area for five years when he was young, be so unable to accept defeat?

"Mizuki, I have some small things to take care of today, so I'll be leaving soon. Study hard."

Xianjuan Gan’s friendly and amiable attitude makes people feel extremely relaxed and comfortable, as if all the stress has disappeared.

"Yes..." Mei Zhulan turned her face to the side again, her face flushed.

Seriously, don’t sleep in class anymore. No one will help you this time. This is the truth in Xianjuan Gan’s heart.

After Xian Juangan got up and said goodbye to Mei Zhulan, he went to the staff office to ask the class teacher about his part-time job. The teacher who knew Xian Juangan's situation had no choice but to agree, and he got permission to ask for leave in the other party's awe-inspiring eyes.

I seemed to vaguely see the card that the teacher had hurriedly hidden...

On the way to the astronomy department's office, I heard a noisy sound.

There was movement from the drama department. Xianjuan Gan stopped at the corner and became alert.

"Ah, there she is!! She seems to be leaving! Hey! Wait——" Her voice was clear and transparent, full of vitality like the morning light. It was full of energy and vitality, and it was not inferior to the female voice of Ikumi and Kasumi.

"Ah ah..." There was a particularly delicate female voice running beside him.

Is this another fangirl of Kaoru's? A strange voice I've never heard before. Is she from another school? It's only the end of first period this morning. Who on earth would dare barge into someone else's school? Don't the teachers at her school care? No way! Why is Seta Kaoru in the clubroom right after first period?

As someone who is also a master of skipping classes, Xian Juangan condemned the disciplinary violations of other students who did not attend school.

"I'm here to fight against the Vanguards! I heard that you love card battles more than anyone else around here! I want to make everyone smile! Please teach me how to make everyone Tanosi!" The energetic female voice was like sweet honey, making people intoxicated.

...I have no idea what they are saying...

Xianjuan Gan knew Seta Xun's personality very well. After his previous lessons, he must have taught her Tatakai, Tatakai! He kept touching Tatakai!

"...Huhu, there will be a lot of people coming and going in the corridor, so we won't be able to have a good conversation. Let's go outside and talk slowly. You two, follow me."

Seta Fumio's princely voice, are they coming over?

Oh no, it's this location again. Whenever I run into Kaoru's fan gathering, it's always a mess, and the roads are jammed. If Kaoru finds me, it'll be even more troublesome. Kaoru is much more clingy at playing cards than Maki's sister. If she finds me, it'll be a whole day of teaching her the rules of the game!

Although Seta Kaoru's enthusiasm is commendable.

But honestly, she's just too weak. If Shiina Maki-senpai is 85 points and Ichigaya Yusaki is 25, then Seta Kaoru is only -5. After a year, she still hasn't figured out the rules. Playing cards with her just turns into a tutorial. We've never had a real duel.

Oh, by the way, this combat power is not based on a percentage system. The principal is about 139. During the duel, he coughed up blood and kept muttering, "Here we go, our friendship, our bond, to protect the campus." The last time he drew a card and exploded his muscles in the second stage, his combat power was 180.

But fortunately, I was prepared

Xianjuangan looked around but saw no one around. He had hacked into the cameras at Yuqiu Academy back in middle school. No matter how unusual his behavior, it would be automatically overwritten.

After wiping the wall lightly and scanning the fingerprint, a small star sticker with a color almost the same as the original color of the wall, marked No. 3, was revealed.

Next, a green cone camera emerged from above the star sticker, like a peeled grape, wriggling like an eyeball through the cracks.

Half squatting and looking into the cloudy eyes, after an iris scan.

"Emergency transmission. Target control room, transmit all active entities in the field of view of camera position 3."

A deep green light illuminated Xian Juangan's entire body, like something out of a science fiction movie. As the green light nearly illuminated the entire corner, Xian Juangan's body became ethereal and was sucked into the camera like a ghost.

...Did I fill in the parameters incorrectly? The power is too high! This is the last thought before the string roll liver disappears.

But he didn't notice that when he turned the corner of the stairs, a small gray-purple head just popped out.

As the optical fibers growing wildly in the wall turned into photons, by the time Xian Juangan regained consciousness, he had already appeared in the cabinet of the Astronomy Department's office.

"It's a bit crowded..." Xian Juangan pushed aside the huge vine that was shrunk due to excessive energy consumption but was still emitting green light and on standby for transmission, pushed open the cabinet door and walked out.

Secret prop - fiber optic ivy.

Unlike the comic book original, he referenced the portal technology that has been researched in recent years. Based on the original camera, he added a new function of teleporting through fiber optic vines.

This is his first time using it in actual combat, so it seems he still needs to make some adjustments.

This device was the first successful example of a stable teleportation technology. Unfortunately, the prototype's range was too short, limiting its use to the unique environment of Haneda Girls' College. Furthermore, it relied solely on optical fiber for transmission, making it a makeshift failure.

From that angle, the staircase behind me might be a little difficult to spot unless someone happened to be going upstairs, but Xun's turn is actually invisible due to the sidelight. Even if Xun, the two fans, or anyone else noticed, there wouldn't be anything there, so they'd probably just think they were seeing things.

Xianjuan Gan could only comfort himself in this way. Even the legendary biological father could not be authenticated by the camera due to his bone development.

Unless there is another twin brother or sister in the world who is the same age as him, with 98.9% identical bone development, iris, and fingerprints, no one can use these secret props that require his iris and genetic fingerprint authentication. He is an only child, so this is an impeccable design!

In the silent and deserted office, Xian Juangan took out a palm-sized disc from the bookshelf.

These were the supplies he'd stored at school in case he was called away at short notice like last time. Hmm... I checked the date, and the archived record was from the month before summer vacation after graduating from junior high. Never mind, that's enough.

He lifted his clothes and held it against his chest, suspending it. A terrifying slit appeared in his chest, and he could vaguely see his heart and other organs. The disc rolled into his body and then closed seamlessly. It was as if the terrifying scene just now was just an illusion.

He also thought about replicating the style of the animation where a white light flashes and then merges into the disc, but the technology he mastered was always particularly rough and unsophisticated in such details.

If we go now, we should still be able to make it today, after all, it is one of the last few scheduled trips.

After spending half a minute to review and adapt to the extra parts in my brain, in order to get there faster, I thought about it and knocked on the poster of Demon King's Castle on the wall of the club room.

It's just misappropriating a prop, so it shouldn't have much impact.

"I, Solitudinis (lonely)" Xianjuan read out the command reluctantly.

The guards on both sides drawn on the poster bowed and respectfully opened the city gate, revealing the "treasure" hidden inside.

It was an extradimensional safe, the space akin to a miniature universe, emitting a dim light that made one feel uneasy. It felt as if one could hear the breathing of every speck of dust. Although the items were neatly arranged, it still felt crowded.

This is the secret storage of spare props that he hid in the Astronomy Department without telling Senior Bingchuan. Occasionally, he can get props from here when he needs them urgently.

Although they were basically all specially processed prototypes similar to "prototypes," they were used to facilitate Xian Juangan's adjustment experiments in the Astronomy Department that were difficult to calibrate on the official version, and were prepared for certain special purposes.

Of course, to put it bluntly, it is just a recycling station for outdated and outdated secret props that people are reluctant to destroy and discard.

He wouldn't feel that bad if the poster was accidentally damaged one day.

Xian Juangan wasn't particularly skilled in this type of space-related technology, and he still hadn't been able to consistently demonstrate the ability to "make the inside bigger than the outside." The miniaturized space compression technology had only been successfully used once, at Yuqiu Academy, to create this [Paper Wall House].

Reaching out through the flat painting, he entered an incredible space.

Ignore any cannons that have become metacasts.

After rummaging around for a while, he took out an original prototype bamboo dragonfly from the crowded gray props.

As a prototype, the gray bamboo dragonfly's performance was naturally far inferior to the official version that he reluctantly gave to Toyama Kasumi at dinner yesterday.

Compared with the official version, it lacks many functions. For example, many illegal operations with administrator privileges cannot be used, and it does not have such strong combat capabilities. Most of the automatically set programs do not require mind and brain wave control to operate, which is similar to manual transmission operation, but it is enough.

It should be still in time for me to fly over tonight and continue to participate in completing the "big project".

The gray-and-white bamboo dragonfly was started with a light tap, and with the windows opened, a tornado covered its entire body, forming an optical camouflage and making it invisible, and it flew into the sky.

After confirming that everyone had left, the cabinet door of the department office was pushed open from the inside out. A small purple-gray hairy head hiding in the innermost part of the huge vines timidly stretched out.

Yukina Minato, while lost at school today, saw a scene that completely changed her worldview over the past 16 years of her short life.

Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Part-time Customer Service of Fengchuan Group

Five hundred and sixty kilometers per hour, Xian Juangan knew the maximum speed of the bamboo helicopter he made.

Even though the bamboo dragonfly he built for Kasumi Toyama only had a speed of 80 kilometers per hour in the manga in its security mode, as a developer, he knew everything about the bamboo dragonfly.

This speed is not beyond imagination for flying objects, even for civilian aircraft owned by humans.

Flying is just the most basic and ordinary supernatural phenomenon in human fantasy.

But when he really experienced the complete mastery of flying freely under the bamboo dragonfly, even if it was just in security mode, and thinking alone in the clouds in the sky, there was no interference and no doubt.

The bamboo dragonfly's position isolated everything, like a nimble white ribbon, winding between the city's tall buildings. As he looked down at Tokyo from above, he wondered if anyone would look up and see him, invisible.

When no one has the energy to look up at the sky, see the world, and enjoy the higher and farther world.

He always felt that he was getting further and further away from others.

Soon, the target came into view.

Xianjuangan landed, his toes touching the ground. Invisible cognitive impairment pulses began to be released from the inside out, affecting the brainwaves and cognitive attention of those around him. The microcomputer inside the bamboo dragonfly began to infiltrate and invade every camera, mobile phone, and other electronic devices around it, preventing any traces from being left.

Pedestrians hurried along like ants, cars honked their horns like a funeral melody, and as they crossed from one end to the other, no one noticed the string-rolling liver that theoretically appeared "out of thin air" at the platform at the traffic light intersection.

Xian Juan Gan actually doesn't care about showing off his secret props in front of others. He has the ability to restore everything to its original state after the situation escalates.

But he didn't want to show any of it to anyone in that company during his "work".

There's no special reason, I just don't want to.

Just a few minutes' walk and you'll arrive at your workplace - Toyokawa Group Headquarters

The Toyokawa Group once suffered a literal devastating disaster. Three years ago, the Toyokawa family, who were having a family gathering, were hit by a mysterious alien meteorite and the building collapsed, destroying all five floors from the top floor down.

Several high-ranking members of the Toyokawa family were found paralyzed, suffered strokes, and comminuted fractures in the attack, and are still in a coma in the hospital for unknown reasons.