I am the disaster of Saiki K.

"No, no, that's for sure."

[This guy Huilu is actually taking advantage of the students' sense of shame! ]

Having rejected Hui Lu once, the students couldn't bring themselves to reject him again this time, and the class fell into silence.

(I don’t think I’m really going to fold a thousand paper cranes.)

(I might as well just take a day off tomorrow.)

[This is the first time that your thoughts are so in sync with mine. ]

"It seems like everyone agrees. Then let's fold 10 paper cranes."

[The number suddenly increased. ]

"Hi~~~~~"

All the students in the class responded to Hui Lu weakly.

"That's great. You all have your souls burning. I'm so touched."

Hui Lu was so moved that he shed tears.

[This is more like it's burned out, okay? 】

(I won’t come tomorrow.)

(Just watch TV at home.)

(I have a disease that will kill me if I fold a thousand paper cranes, so I'd better take a sick day tomorrow.)

【There is no such disease.】

(Qimu, why don’t we just go and exchange some paper cranes and use the class funds to buy some food and water. They need food and we need paper cranes. Isn’t this the best of both worlds?)

Anle proposed to Qi Mu.

[Yeah, you finally made a serious suggestion. ]

Chapter 99: Disaster Begins on the Second Day

The next morning.

Anle arrived at the door of Class 3, Grade 2 in advance, bringing several large boxes. The boxes were filled with paper cranes that Qi Mu had exchanged for through his ability.

Anle had already discussed with all the students except Huilu, and told Huilu that they folded these paper cranes overnight. This way he could deal with the hot-blooded and persistent Huilu, and also allow the students to play without worry in the next two days. Of course, the students all agreed readily.

"Hurry up and put all the paper cranes away before Hui Lu arrives. Don't let him find them."

Anle wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, used a small trailer to push the boxes filled with tens of thousands of paper cranes into the classroom door, and bumped into the back of a man with short red hair.

It was the squad leader Huilu.

Anle had no choice but to start brainstorming to find a reasonable excuse to cover it up.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to come so early, squad leader. Look, this is the paper crane that everyone folded overnight..."

Halfway through his words, Anle noticed that Hui Lu didn't react at all, nor did he turn around to see his explanation.

"Squad leader?"

Anle came to Hui Lu with a guilty conscience and saw his ferocious expression with gnashing teeth, his bloodshot eyes rolled up, and the half-folded paper crane in his hand.

Anle breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that Huilu was the one who stayed in school yesterday to fold paper cranes.

"I stayed up all night folding paper cranes, and finally died in the battle with my biological clock?"

Anle patted Hui Lu's body, which had become completely stiff like a corpse because he fell asleep while standing, and sighed sincerely: "Your will has been recognized by me, squad leader. The rest is up to me. You should have a good rest."

[Hui Lu is just asleep, he is not dead, you don't need to see him off. ]

"Oh, Qi Mu, you are here too."

Anle saw Qi Mu who had just walked in from the door and greeted him.

[Why not just open a haunted house today? Putting a gray ghost like this in the middle of the classroom will be scary enough. ]

Qi Mu walked up to Hui Lu, looked at his hideous and twisted face with his gums exposed due to gritting his teeth, clapped his hands and made this suggestion.

"Qi Mu, why are you walking so fast? Don't you have to fold paper cranes?"

At this time, Kaito and others also walked into the classroom from outside.

Kaito saw Huilu head on with a devilish expression.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

Hai Teng was once again frightened to the point of foaming at the mouth and fainting.

[Well, it looks like there is absolutely no problem opening a haunted house. ]

"Oh, Hui Lu looks really ugly like this."

Ran Tang touched his balls and chin and looked at Hui Lu.

"You two are exactly the same, okay?" Anle complained.

"Mixed gluten? What is that? Is it delicious?"

[With two great generals, Ran Tang and Hui Lu, we don’t need to prepare anything. We are the scariest haunted house in the school. ]

"You guys came just in time. Hui Lu is in this condition and he won't be able to wake up for a while. Put the tables together and let Hui Lu lie down. Sleeping standing up is not good for your health."

Anle called Qi Mu and others, and placed the stiff Hui Lu on the bed made of desks in the middle of the classroom, letting him lie on his back. Anle was even "thoughtful" enough to borrow a white curtain and cover Hui Lu with it as a quilt, leaving only his ferocious expression exposed.

[No matter how you look at it, Hui Lu's "death" doesn't seem to be very peaceful. 】

[It's fine to just put Hui Lu in a corner, are you going to give him a funeral? ]

Qi Mu was watching with a dark face as he led the stupid-looking Ran Tang, who was constantly scattering paper cranes around Hui Lu like scattering paper money.

"Well, all that's missing is a photo."

Anle looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and nodded.

Hui Lu is now covered with white cloth with a distorted and hideous face, and is surrounded by thousands of paper cranes, mainly white and black.

[After all, these are paper cranes that were exchanged from the disaster area, so there are indeed fewer colorful ones. ]

Anle even found three chopsticks, pretended to burn incense, and stuck them at Huilu's feet.

[This is a cultural season. It's not right for you to do this.]

Qi Mu looked at An Le who was bowing solemnly to the "deceased" Hui Lu, and didn't know what to say to him.

Anle was stunned by what Qi Mu said.

"It's really wrong."

Anle nodded.

[You knew it was wrong, but you quickly withdrew before your classmates arrived. ]

"Chopsticks are a bit perfunctory, but there are so many paper cranes in the class now. If we use real ones, what if they catch fire?"

Anle looked at Qi Mu as if to say, "I am very knowledgeable about fire safety, come and praise me."

【Is this what I am talking about? 】

"Hey, what's the point of just piling up so many paper cranes? They have to fit in with the scene to make it look reasonable."

Anle stuck out his tongue, scratched his head which was always thinking about how to have fun, and explained to Qi Mu.

[Hmph, when Hui Lu wakes up, I'll see how you explain it to him.]

"We'll talk about that later."

. . . . . .

"I heard that Class 3 is holding a memorial service today."

"Isn't that the alien exhibit?"

"Let's go, you'll find out when you get there."

[We were supposed to display paper cranes today. 】

The second day's cultural season started normally, with a long queue forming in front of the door of Class 3, Grade 2.

It was obvious that the students all wanted to enter Class 3's classroom to see what tricks they were doing today.

Anle stood at the front door of the classroom, handing out paper cranes to every student who wanted to enter for a visit.

The students took the paper cranes in an orderly manner, walked to the sleeping Huilu, and sprinkled the paper cranes on him. Some even placed half-eaten drinks and snacks in their hands at Huilu's feet. Some bowed slightly to express their condolences, and others put their hands together and made a wish. Finally, they all lined up and left from the back door of the classroom in an orderly manner.

"Mura-san, that's a tribute to the great god Huilu, don't eat it secretly."

Mengyuan Zhiyu stopped Muliang Qianli who was about to go forward and steal the tribute.

"God Huilu can't eat it, so it's better to give it to a devout believer like me to fill my stomach."

Obviously, Chisato Mera would not give up this free food easily.

[This has already developed into a kind of shoe cult. 】

[Also, the paper cranes were originally intended for exhibition, but how come they are now used as paper money? ]

"Ran Tang, what are you doing!?"

Higashi Su pulled him back and took out a match to light the fire.

"The paper cranes have been piled up so high, it's about time to start cremating them."

[Gray Lu is not dead yet, you idiot. ]

【And he has woken up. 】

(I am so touched. My classmates folded so many paper cranes for me in one night. I might as well add another 100,000 at the end of today.)

[Yeah, you might as well just lie there and don't get up. ]

Chapter 100: Disaster

"The paper cranes ran out after the 100th visitor."

Anle turned the cardboard box over to check and shook it a hundred times, but unfortunately, none of the remaining one hundred paper cranes fell down.

[There are 100 left, so there is no need to check them back. ]

"Put the cardboard boxes together as well. You can sell them for 100 yen."

[It's finally over. Hui Lu finally doesn't have to pretend to be a 100% dead body. ]

"Our class's performance is over. Let's show a hundred times more passion and enjoy this cultural season which is a hundred times more exciting."

Anle patted Qi Mu's shoulder a hundred times and said to Qi Mu.

[My hands have left a hundred afterimages. Won't you feel a hundred times more pain? ]

"Oh, I brought a hundred 100 yen notes today, let's go eat a hundred bowls of ramen together."

Anle rubbed his sore arms and let out a long breath.

"Luckily it ended early, otherwise I would have been completely caught up in the 100 times 100 rule weirdness. My ordinary body can't handle doing everything 100 times."

[Ah, ah, I didn't expect to be saved by this guy Ran Tang. 】

[The weird rules can even affect me, it's really amazing. 】

"Forget it, let's not worry about it anymore, let's start visiting the cultural season."

. . . . . .

One hundred meters away from the classroom of Class 3, Grade 2.

[Sure enough, one hundred curses will not end so easily. ]