Expelled from school? I am the Emperor of Sobu!

Unfortunately, the passers-by were like deaf and blind people, and no one took the initiative to ask.

Time passed by minute by minute, as the little girl looked forward to it anxiously.

Finally, the roar of the engine began to explode.

"boom"

“Boom——” “Boom——”

The sound of the will-o'-the-wisp engine echoed throughout the street, and passers-by tried to avoid it.

However, the little girl held Hanyu's hand and jumped up and down, cheering as if she had found a treasure:

"Big brother, look, look!"

"Motorcycles, lots of motorcycles, they are coming, they are really coming!"

Amid the little girl's cheers, one, two, and countless motorcycles crossed the road one after another.

What is surprising is that they usually race cars, fight, and even cause disturbances on the streets from time to time.

Today it was surprisingly orderly. Apart from the roar of the engine, when passing by a house, the driver would raise his hands high, as if greeting someone.

"Hey, Yamada, you got a new car again?"

"How about it, cool or not?"

"Cool, too cool to talk about."

The few people running at the front of the motorcycle group seemed to know each other. They exchanged greetings and talked. While looking back at the number of motorcycles in the group, they sighed with emotion:

"With so many people, didn't the internet say 30 people would be enough?"

"Oh, they said there were 30 people, but everyone was afraid that only 29 came. If there was one less, I would never sleep well in my life."

"Humph, a bunch of idiots."

After hearing the riders' conversation, some passers-by who often surfed the Internet finally discovered their purpose.

A few days ago, there was a rumor on the Internet that there was a little girl nearby who was terminally ill but loved motorcycles. She posted a message in the last moments of her life, saying that she wanted to see thirty motorcycles passing by her house before she died.

At first, the post received very few views, with no more than ten people viewing it in total, and most people thought it was a prank.

But somehow, this ordinary post was pinned to the top of the page, and its popularity skyrocketed. Within a few days, it attracted the attention of motorcycle enthusiasts and bikers across the country.

Finally, they agreed on a time, and the team that came to cheer and help the little girl realize her dream has grown from 30 people at the beginning to a huge team of more than 3000 people today.

From dusk till late at night.

The roar of the motorcycle gangs continued.

After they all passed, Hanyu took the little girl's hand and said gently:

"Reiko, it's time."

"Big brother……"

When I looked up again, the sweet and lovely sister Lingzi was already crying, but even so, her young face was still filled with a bright smile.

"I...I..." Her words were intermittent. Finally, Lingzi forced herself to stop crying and declared bravely and firmly:

"Big brother, thank you."

"In the next life, Lingzi will be your bride!"

The sound gradually faded away, and along with it, Lingzi's already transparent body.

As soon as she completely disappeared, a woman's thunderous cry was heard from an old single-family house not far away.

"Bride..." Hanyu recalled the vow Lingzi made before becoming a Buddha, and laughed dumbly: "This is too cruel."

A life that can be imprisoned but not imprisoned is right before our eyes.

Hanyu didn't care. After Reiko left, he just checked the surging willpower in his body that had become even stronger.

"Tsk, it's almost full again." Hanyu smiled with an ambiguous tone: "Teacher Hiratsuka, I really need you."

Even from such a distance, Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was drinking beer in the apartment, couldn't help feeling a chill.

"Ah sneeze~~"

"Oh no, someone is trying to plot against me again?!"

Maybe it’s women’s sixth sense. A simple sneeze makes Shizuka Hiratsuka think of many things.

As for what Hanyu said about "power of will"

Don't get me wrong, it's not a cheat.

All beings are equal. Everyone is born with a certain degree of [will power].

Get into a good university, find a good job, and be filial to your parents in the future.

These are all kinds of vows.

Similarly, carrying the hopes of the deceased, helping them realize their dreams, and making friends with them is also a way of accepting [power of wishes].

The so-called fullness and upper limit are the same as those of ordinary people.

If parents push their children endlessly and put pressure on them day and night, will their children become smarter and get better grades?

No, they will just explode like balloons, emitting bloody and cruel fireworks.

In order to prevent himself from turning into fireworks, the companion system [Character Creation] that Hanyu awakened ten years ago becomes extremely important.

The system baby will actively select targets and issue some customized tasks with serious or weird characters.

For example, Hiratsuka Shizuka's exclusive target [the popular JK beautiful girl]

As long as it is completed, the upper limit of Hanyu's ability to bear will be like eating Xuanmai and he can't stop at all.

Thousands of wandering souls accompany me to fight against the heaven.

Hanyu was walking alone on the way home.

If a Yin-Yang master or someone with the innate ability to see Yin and Yang saw him, they would probably be so scared that they would sit on the ground.

"Sister Lin Mei, I've told you so many times that these perfumes have been expired for decades and have already gone rancid."

"And you, Sister Shunsui, the Tenshin Ittoryu dojo was abandoned 300 years ago. Is there any family business left for you to inherit?"

"What? I'm fierce? Shouldn't I be fierce? You eat my food, live in my house, and you go out to cause trouble when you have nothing to do. If you dare to talk loudly again, believe it or not, I will sew you into a life-size doll?"

"Also, Haruko, weren't you a chef when you were alive? Hurry up and fly home early and make me a kaiseki meal to reward me for my hard work in school."

In the eyes of ordinary people, Hanyu is just a problem teenager who talks to himself.

But in a unique perspective.

He alone is a hundred demons parading at night.

Chapter 4: Damn Hanyu

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

In the early morning, the sound of the bronze bells was deafening.

Hanyu, who was lying on the tatami with his whole body spread out, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and started to curse at him.

"Who's ringing the bell?"

"Chun Shui, go and give that troublemaker a punch in the face until it's bigger than a toilet bowl!"

A wonderful day ends when you hear the bell.

In response to his order, a faint "Got it" came from the ceiling.

"Yeah~~"

"It's Sister Chunshui, everyone run."

"Humph, a mere Chunshui, a little ghost who is not even five hundred years old, dares to be so arrogant? Look at me, a fierce ghost, pouncing on a sheep."

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, please stop hitting me, Sister Chunshui, I was wrong. I am a senior of the Muromachi shogunate, please be gentle, respect the elderly and love the young!"

It is not difficult to see from the hustle and bustle in the courtyard that Hanyu lives a happy life every day.

Wash your face, brush your teeth, and put on your suit-style school uniform.

"It's another energetic day." Hanyu patted his belly, turned around and asked without any conscience:

"Qingzi, has Liu Angxing really been reincarnated?"

"Your dishes are all relics of the old times. I want to try something new."

"?"

Is this something a person can say?

Miss Haruko, who had been preparing breakfast since early morning, looked aggrieved and her resentful eyes were even more pitiful than those of a virtuous wife whose husband had an affair.

Fortunately, Hanyu reacted quickly.

Just before Haruko was about to explode, he changed his tone and added shamelessly:

"It's okay. I'm nostalgic. The old times also have their own charm."

"Haruko's cooking is just like her body, very smooth."

hiss~~~

What kind of talk about tigers and wolves?

Can Miss Haruko, a simple old ghost who has lived for a hundred years, withstand such a test?

Her legs trembled, her face turned red, and she dived into the ground with a "whoosh" and performed a great ghost trick on the spot.

“Eh~~?” Hanyu shook his head and put down the dishes and chopsticks: “Remember to wash the dishes. I just bought a disinfection cabinet. I will put the dishes and chopsticks in it from now on.”

After all, he is a legendary PUA master. After teasing the innocent female ghost, Hanyu asked her to wash the dishes afterwards.

Now, the routine of doing one good deed every day has been completed.

He walked out of the room, looked up at the plaque hanging high up, and said:

"I am leaving."

As for the weathered plaque, there were three words engraved on it:

【Kuhai Temple】

This historic temple once belonged to a highly respected master.

later.

The master is shocked.

After rummaging through the cash box for a long time and finally collecting enough money for the cemetery, Hanyu naturally inherited the temple.

Now, on the surface, he is an auditor who was expelled from Sobu High School, but secretly he is the new chief abbot of Kukaiji Temple.

"Oh." Walking on the street, Hanyu felt the warmth of the sun and thought in his heart.

"Summer is coming in a few months, and the temple is still short of a central air conditioner."

"It doesn't matter if it's hot to me, but what if the believers who come to donate... to burn incense and pray get heatstroke?"

Justified and convincing.

For the health of his believers, Hanyu Monk is really worried about it.

However, just like he cares about the health of the believers.

At the school gate, Shizuka Hiratsuka, who had been waiting for a long time, could no longer contain herself. Even among the crowd coming and going, she could find the evil culprit at a glance.

"Stop right there, little brat!"

The voice was very clear, and at Hiratsuka Shizuka's loud call, the students passing by all turned their eyes to Hanyu.

"Jing..." Just as Yu was about to open his mouth, Hiratsuka Shizuka judged what he wanted to say by his lip shape and interrupted him as quickly as possible:

"Call me Hiratsuka-sensei!"

"No problem, Xiaojing."

Hi there.