Tokyo Sound

Never mind, just pick up a bag and pretend.

"Teacher, sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we leave now?" Yin Ze asked with a smile, carrying his bag.

The woman just looked at it for a few seconds, took the bag forcefully, ripped open the zipper, turned it over and dumped it on the ground.

It’s not like there weren’t books falling out.

It's just that the books that fell out didn't fit.

Yin Ze looked at the idol swimsuit photo magazine on the ground and couldn't help but fall silent. Especially when it fell on the ground and happened to be turned to the page with the most exciting postures, movements and instruments.

No... Takizawa obviously likes the 2D world, right? Why is he hiding it?

The head teacher was really angry and helpless, and finally sighed.

"Forget it, just follow me first."

"Where are you going? The juvenile detention center?"

“It’s school!”

Chapter 7: Knowledgeable and Top Student

Tokyo Metropolitan Third High School, special interview room.

Yin Ze was wearing a black school uniform that hadn't been washed for a month or so. He had his hands flat on his knees and was sitting in a very standard posture. In front of him was a cup of fragrant green tea, which was top-quality tea with a refreshing aroma, but he was not in the mood to taste it.

Opposite the tea table, there were three teachers who were eyeing him covetously. They were the head teacher who had arrested him, the health teacher who was like a caring older brother, and the head teacher with a fat Mediterranean belly.

"Takizawa-kun, there's no need to say more about your absence. The important thing is that your schoolwork has also been delayed. And judging from your past grades, you don't have the luxury of skipping classes at this point in your senior year."

The dean pushed up his glasses, squinted his eyes as he looked at the previous report cards, shook his head and sighed.

"There are only one or two months left before the college entrance examination. What are you going to do?"

"I also know that this journey is a death sentence." Yin Ze said calmly, "So can I not take the college entrance examination?"

"Do you mean to hold back a grade?" the head teacher said dissatisfiedly.

"No matter what, this will be written into the student's file, which is always shameful, so try to avoid it if possible."

The dean put down the printed paper and thought about it.

"Teacher Yasukawa, is there any subject that your student is particularly good at? Perhaps you can provide targeted tutoring so that he can pass the unified examination and then further select a university with good prospects?"

"His history is pretty good, but his math and other subjects are very worrying," said his class teacher Tomoko Yasukawa.

"Really? I taught history back then." The Dean of Studies became interested and acted like an old professor. "Then I'll give you a few random questions and you can answer them."

"...Please ask." Yin Ze moistened his throat.

"Then let's take the Japanese history test. You know Sakamoto Ryoma."

"This is a famous person." Yin Ze was delighted and was about to reply with a few words of hearsay to get the matter over with.

"Don't be impatient. Listen to me. Although Ryoma practices swordsmanship, he is famous for his love of using pistols. When Teradaya was attacked [Note: referring to the "Teradaya Incident" in 1866 when Sakamoto Ryoma encountered an assassination attempt], he also drew his gun to defend himself. May I ask which company produced the gun he used?" The dean of studies was very interested.

"?"

"Don't know?" The director waited for a few seconds and was slightly disappointed. "The answer is Smith & Wesson. Is that difficult? Let's try another one."

"You must know Amaterasu, right?"

"I know, I know. I also know Susanoo [Note: a figure in Japanese mythology who once killed the legendary monster "Yamata no Orochi"] and Tsukuyomi [Note: a figure in Japanese mythology, the god who controls the night]!" Yin Ze smiled.

"Yes, then Amaterasu has a son named Masakatsugo-Katsuhihi Amaneno-no-Mikoto. He and Manbata Toyoakitsu-no-Mikoto have a grandson. What's his name?"

"??"

What rap are you talking about?

"You don't know either? The answer is Ame-ni-ki-shikuni-ni-Tsin-hidaka-hiko-ban-no-ni-geimino. It's mentioned in the Kojiki." The dean showed a look that said Heisei-kenji [Note: "Heisei" is the reign title of Japan's Emperor Akihito] is not okay.

"One more..." Yin Ze rolled up his sleeves, trying to save some face.

"Okay, let me ask you, in the myth, what was the main method used by the Yamato Takeru Kousu-no-Mikoto to assassinate the Xiong Zengjian brothers?"

"..."

Who is this? I've never heard of this!

"He combed his hair into a knot and wore his aunt's clothes and skirts, becoming a virgin. In other words, he got in by dressing as a woman. He can be called the first transvestite in our country. Don't you know this classic?"

"???"

"Takizawa-kun, you don't have enough knowledge of history!" the dean said in deep sorrow.

"No, will the test paper really have such weird questions?" Yin Ze was stunned.

"Of course not." Tomoko Yasukawa held her forehead with her hand, "Director, please don't ask these questions that are beyond the scope."

"Well, then, Takizawa-kun, which period are you best at?" The dean decided to let him off.

I was not good at it at any period.

Even so, I had played games like Nobunaga's Ambition and Taiko Rising [Note: both are a series of Japanese Warring States period historical games developed and produced by Koei Tecmo] back then, so at least I had some choices in comparison.

"Then let's go with the one from the Warring States Period." Yin Ze sat upright.

"Do you know Uesugi Kenshin?"

"How could the Dragon of Echigo not know?"

"Why did Lord Qianshin abstain from women all his life?" The Dean of Studies reluctantly asked this question, as if he thought it was too simple and beneath his level.

"Isn't it that he seems to have become a monk, so he strictly abides by the precepts?"

"This is not the core reason." The dean shook his head slowly.

"...Are there any inhumane diseases?" Yin Ze probed.

Now it was the dean's turn to be extremely confused and unbelievable, and he slammed the tea table in anxiety.

"Because Lord Kenshin was a woman herself! She had always been dressed as a man, and her subordinates discovered it when she was buried after her death. Later, it was verified by scholars! This is written in black and white in the textbooks!"

The dean was so angry that the Mediterranean Sea was floating.

"You can't even get the gender of such a famous person wrong, and you call yourself good at history?"

Yin Ze was completely dumbfounded.

The grass grew wildly.

This is a seemingly parallel world! Isn't it stupid to take a history test?

"Then may I ask if King Arthur [Note: Arthur Pendragon, the most legendary and great king of ancient Britain] is a girl?" Yin Ze asked with a fist clasped.

"What are you thinking about? Of course it's about men." The dean replied immediately, and then said worriedly, "You are so bad at the subject you are best at. Your future is worrying. Worrying."

"I admit that I didn't remember these carefully, but I don't like what you said. At least my logic is correct. As an excellent educator, you don't think that a transcript alone can fully prove a person's value, right?" Yin Ze was not convinced.

"Do you mean that your ability to adapt, understand and explain is good enough?"

"Exactly."

"Well, I have a lighter here. Try to sell it to Mr. Yasukawa within three minutes to prove yourself."

"The head teacher doesn't look like a smoker."

"You shouldn't complain to me that it's unreasonable. I'm the client. You should tell me whether this demand can be met and whether this project can be done. By the way, why is your first reaction that Mr. Yasukawa doesn't smoke, so he doesn't want a lighter?"

"Because he was smoking." Tomoko Yasukawa said lightly.

"I'll make a note of this and report the criticism later."

"...Director, I'd like to ask, is it okay for me not to take the college entrance examination? To be honest, my dream is not big, I will be satisfied with just a high school diploma." Yin Ze said sincerely.

"This is your choice. The school has no influence on it. If you want to graduate, you must not fall behind in your attendance. We have also taken this into consideration, and that is why we are holding a three-on-one meeting."

The dean subconsciously touched the sparse hair on his temples.

"For students who are truly in trouble, we will naturally relax the rules. In fact, I have a thorough understanding of what you have experienced, Takizawa-kun. In terms of its nature and impact, I personally think it is more than enough to be classified as school violence. In order to take care of your mental health, I specially asked Mr. Niimura to come and help."

"I have worked in a first-rate organization and have a degree and qualification in psychology. You can trust my judgment." The elegant health teacher, who had been silent all along and just observing the situation, greeted with a smile.

"Why did you come here to work as a goalkeeper in the health room?" Yin Ze was quite puzzled.

"Because our school's baseball cheerleading team is famous throughout the city."

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"Okay, Takizawa-kun, relax and answer a few questions for me." Shinmura picked up a pen and paper. "How is your quality of life recently? How's your appetite? Do you have arrhythmia? Do you suddenly burst into tears?"

"No, I don't even dream, and I drink a glass of warm milk and do a few minutes of gentle stretching before going to bed."

"Can you tell me what you did during the time you were away from school?"

“I sent out resumes to some companies.”

"Oh? Why do you suddenly have this desire for independence and enthusiasm to integrate into society?" Shinmura asked with a raised eyebrow.

“My financial situation is quite worrying.”

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"My father passed away early, and my mother started a new family. Although I have living expenses, I don't want to delay it forever."

This was indeed the truth. He always felt that it was not right for him to ask Takizawa's biological mother for money. Besides, Takizawa's mother had just given birth to a little girl, and the housewife was very tired, so he did not want to disturb her.

"I see." Teacher Xincun looked a little serious, lowering his head to write and draw, and then took out a photo and placed it on the coffee table, "What do you think when you see this photo?"

Yin Ze took a closer look.

"Isn't this just an ordinary class photo?"

Teacher Shinmura specifically pointed at a girl with the tip of his pen.

"See her?"

Yin Ze still shook his head in confusion.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I have reached a preliminary conclusion."

"How is Xincun?" the dean asked calmly.

"The condition is not optimistic." Xincun pursed his lips and said in a serious tone, "He should have mild depression and serious psychological disorders, and it has even begun to affect his cognition and memory."

"You can summarize this for me with just these few sentences?!" Yin Ze's eyes widened.

"Don't get excited. Take a deep breath and empty your mind. I will explain it to you slowly."

Shinmura spoke softly as if to comfort a baby who had no self-control, fearing that he would have a fit.

"First of all, your family situation is extremely fragmented. Your father passed away, and your mother has a new family and new children. You are the abandoned party both physically and psychologically. For a sensitive and delicate teenager, the impact is immeasurable."

"I've learned before that you have a low sense of presence in the class, which means you are a marginal person. Not only have you not joined any clubs, but you have also applied for many part-time jobs after school. Your long-term loneliness has made you feel like you have no sense of belonging in life."

"Being exposed for having a crush on a classmate was just the trigger. You went home and frantically looked for a job, wanting to prove yourself mature and reliable by becoming independent as soon as possible. You subconsciously wanted to use your tough side to fight against the loneliness and humiliation that had been squeezing you for years."

"This is pure groundless speculation." Yin Ze raised his hands in protest, "Even if I have a cold or a fever, I still need to take my temperature."

"Your cognition has been greatly impaired, and your memory has begun to become confused. This is the biggest evidence. I have been observing you before, and you clearly have a sense of unfamiliarity and vigilance."

Shinmura sighed.

"The director's last question about Lord Qianshin would not be wrong if you have common sense of history."

"I just read too much unofficial history and didn't correct it for a while..."

"Also, when you were looking at this photo, I read your micro-expressions and found that you didn't show any emotion at all." Xincun deliberately held up the photo. "They are the classmates who bullied you. Have you forgotten?"

"When will the cycle of revenge end?" Yin Ze was silent for a few seconds, sighing with compassion.

"But you don't even recognize her." Xincun pointed the pen tip at the girl again with murderous intent.

At this moment, Yin Ze's heart seemed to be struck by lightning. He accurately predicted this wave of psychological game, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's Huixiang, the girl I like. Haha, how could I forget her."

The man put on the face of a frustrated young man, his tone became uncertain, and even trembled slightly.

"I really don't blame her. I hate myself more. After all, if I could be better, she would naturally favor me and wouldn't be so troubled. I should also be able to handle interpersonal relationships well, and my classmates would not laugh at me, but encourage me silently and even try to make this a campus legend."

"I am so ashamed to have embarrassed everyone now!"

Yin Ze lowered his head heavily and secretly watched their reactions.