Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Jingle Bell."

As soon as I walked out of the house, I heard the sound of a bicycle bell coming from the gate of the yard.

"Good morning, Fujii-kun!"

Ogihara Saki sat on the bicycle seat with a shy yet polite smile.

Fujii Itsuki looked at Ogihara Saki with a hint of surprise: "Ogihara, how long have you been waiting?"

"I just arrived..."

"Did you eat breakfast?"

As Fujii Itsuki spoke, he handed over the sandwich he had taken from Shimizu Ai.

"Fujii-kun, I've already eaten."

Ogihara Saki held onto the bicycle and said in a somewhat gentle voice, "Get on the bike, Fujii-kun. Your injury is not healed yet. I'll take you to school."

After hearing her words, Fujii Itsuki sat on the back of the bicycle with a sandwich in his mouth and did not tell anyone about his recovery.

"Hold me tight, Fujii-kun!"

Feeling the weight behind her, Ogihara Saki pedaled and the bicycle slowly moved out of the alley where Fujii's house was located.

After exiting the street and turning a corner, you will find Tokyo’s mother river right beside you.

The river was calm in the morning, and the cool morning breeze gently brushed across their faces.

Ogihara Saki slowed down the car and looked at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face through the rearview mirror.

"Don't look at me, look at the road."

"what?"

The sudden sound from Fujii Itsuki startled Ogihara Saki, and the steering wheel tilted and she almost lost her grip.

Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but smile at this.

"Be careful. Even though there are railings, there is still a risk of falling into the river."

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Ogihara Saki's face was burning and her voice was soft. She could only pedal hard to relieve the embarrassment in her heart.

"Saki, what are you doing!?"

"I was caught peeking at someone else!"

"They caught him red-handed, leaving him no room for excuses..."

If the world was a giant Whack-a-Mole game machine, she felt like she was the stupid mole that got hit on the head by a hammer just after sticking its head out!

However, people always forget the pain once the wound heals.

Ogihara Saki subconsciously glanced at Fujii Itsuki in the rearview mirror again.

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on the calm surface of the Sumida River, I retracted my gaze, pretended nothing had happened, and looked at the road ahead.

"Fujii-kun, are you thinking about what happened yesterday?"

"Um……"

"So many people saw it at the scene, the school should take care of it, right?"

"Who knows."

Fujii Itsuki shook his head and acted indifferent.

"Don't worry, I am a victim. I was attacked by criminals just after school. Everything I did was just self-defense."

"Even if the police come, there will be no problem as long as you tell them everything."

Although Fujii Itsuki's tone was so light, Ogihara Saki's eyes were still filled with deep worry.

Focusing his eyes on the handsome face reflected in the rearview mirror, Ogihara Saki made a silent decision in his heart.

She tilted her head slightly, her expression serious and her eyes determined.

"Fujii-kun, no matter what happens, I will always stand by you!"

Turning his gaze away from the surface of the Sumida River, Fujii Itsuki's heart was slightly touched.

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a refreshing smile.

"Thank you, Ogiwara."

…………

After entering the school, the two people riding along attracted the attention of many students.

Although Japanese universities do not prohibit students from dating, and there are many couples walking together on campus, it is rare to see girls riding bicycles and giving boys a ride.

Even the teacher on duty at the school gate couldn't help but look sideways.

Fujii Itsuki didn't notice anything about it. On the contrary, Ogiwara Saki's face had been rosy since she entered the school gate, and her ears and neck were also covered with a thin layer of red.

With a blushing face, Ogihara Saki rode all the way to the garage, locked her bicycle, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Fujii Itsuki towards Class B of Grade 1, carrying her schoolbag.

When she walked into the corridor, she discovered that Fujii Itsuki, who was pale and limp yesterday, unable to move, was now walking briskly in front of her.

It was as if everything that happened before was just a dream, nothing had ever happened, and Fujii Itsuki had never been hurt.

"Fujii-kun, are you no longer in pain?"

Ogihara Saki looked at Fujii Itsuki with surprise.

"It was fine last night, what happened?"

Turning around in the direction of the voice, Fujii Itsuki answered softly.

"Then...why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask."

"But when I go out..."

"When I went out, someone volunteered to give me a ride on his bike, but I didn't say anything."

Blinking, Fujii Itsuki smiled slightly.

"Oh fine……"

“It seems that I didn’t ask…”

"But why do I feel like something is wrong?"

Biting her lip, Ogihara Saki looked up at Fujii Itsuki's back.

"He must have done it on purpose..."

"But I have no evidence."

Class B, year one.

As class time approaches, the classroom is still noisy.

Even standing in the corridor, you can hear the bustling noise inside.

"Hey, are you sure? Was that guy really Fujii yesterday?"

"Of course, I was there yesterday!"

"I never thought that Fujii, who is usually dull and gentle, would be so fierce in a fight!"

"More than that, it was simply brutal!" The male classmate who claimed to be at the scene said vividly, "You didn't see it. At that time, Fujii was so powerful that he slapped Chiba sister unconscious with one slap, and he kept slapping her until she knelt down and called her daddy!"

"How can I call daddy when I'm dizzy?"

"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, I slapped the big sister hard."

The brawl at the school gate yesterday afternoon has become known to everyone after fermenting overnight.

Campus life is sometimes like this: good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. Any little disturbance can become a topic of discussion among teenagers.

Fujii Itsuki walked into the classroom from the back door carrying his schoolbag.

As if she had an aura of silence, the moment she appeared, all the discussions stopped abruptly, as if she had pressed the mute button in the classroom.

Everyone in the class turned their eyes to Fujii Itsuki, as if his handsome face held some kind of magical power.

As for Ogihara Saki beside him, she was automatically ignored by everyone.

It was not until Fujii Itsuki put down his schoolbag and sat down that everyone began to discuss cautiously. Occasionally, when they talked about something interesting, they would secretly cast their glances towards Fujii Itsuki.

Chapter 20 Raising troops to investigate crimes

Ogihara Saki's worries were not unfounded.

Before the morning eight-minute class was over, a teacher from the affairs department came over and called Fujii Itsuki out.

There is no such position as counselor in Japanese universities. The corresponding authority is assumed by teachers in the school affairs department.

"Fujii Itsuki, please come out for a moment. The others can continue with their classes."

Seeing Fujii Itsuki standing up from his seat, Ogihara Saki raised her hand and said, "Teacher, I was there yesterday too..."

Hearing this, the office teacher looked at her in surprise and said, "In that case, then Ogihara-san, come over as well."

As the two walked out, the classroom was instantly filled with noise.

The students were talking a lot.

"When did Ogiwara get involved with Fujii?"

"Didn't you see that they walked into the classroom next to each other this morning?"

"Do you think Fujii will be punished by the school?"

"I don't know. I heard that he sent many people to the hospital..."

In the corridor outside the classroom, a middle-aged bald teacher in his forties first asked Fujii Itsuki about the situation.

"Fujii-san, were you the one who got into a fight at the school gate yesterday afternoon?"

"Well, it's me."

After receiving Fujii Itsuki's affirmative answer, the teacher from the Affairs Department sighed softly: "You were too harsh. Many people are still lying in the hospital now."

"If they weren't lying in the hospital, I would be the one lying there."

"Hey...Fujii-san, you need to explain to the teacher first, what exactly is the reason for the fight?"

"It's senior Chiba Shinoko!" Ogihara Saki said weakly.

"We accidentally offended Senior Chiba a few days ago, so she brought a group of bad boys to trouble us. Fujii-kun had no choice but to fight back."

"I guess so..." The teacher from the affairs department shook her head, "But the parents of those students have already flocked to the principal's office to ask for an explanation."

"Fujii-san, be humble in front of the principal and firmly establish your identity as the victim!"

After all, he was a student in his class who knew him well, and the teacher from the affairs department knew a little about Fujii Itsuki's usually gentle personality, so he spoke up and gave him a few reminders.

"Yeah, I understand." Fujii Itsuki nodded without changing his expression.

…………

The principal's office was as noisy as a vegetable market.

The woman's roar could be heard from a long distance away.

"Where is that little bastard who dared to hit my son? Are you trying to protect him?"

Then a man's voice came on: "My wife is right. Where is the murderer? Hurry and hand him over, or we will call the police!"

"Please calm down, both of you..." Upon seeing this, a teacher stepped forward with a wry smile to comfort them, but was sprayed in the face with saliva instead.

"Why are you calm? It's not your son whose leg was broken!"

In such a tense environment, Fujii Itsuki walked into the principal's office.

As soon as I entered the door, more than a dozen pairs of eyes cast their gazes at me, as if they were performing a staring ritual at a prisoner hanging on the gallows in the Middle Ages.

If looks could kill, Fujii Itsuki would have died a thousand and eight hundred times.

Looking at those ferocious-looking parents, Ogihara Saki subconsciously shrank her head.