Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

He does not mean that.

Takamatsu Deng just said it casually, but it sounded like thunder to Kitahara Makoto's ears.

"and many more--"

Kitahara Makoto suddenly remembered the dream game from last night.

In the dream, the weak Xiaoxiang, who had transformed into a princess of a fallen country, was being chased by goblins. Gao Songdeng and the scheming eldest lady both rushed forward to help. Gao Songdeng tripped over a tree root and fell, leaving a bruise on her elbow.

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and looked over carefully. He saw the bruise on Xiaodeng's elbow. The location and size seemed to be exactly the same as in the dream...

"Something's wrong."

"Something's wrong."

The more Kitahara Makoto thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong.

"With such a big bruise, no matter when it happened, I'm sure you'll remember it clearly."

"Xiao Deng is not a liar... He obviously doesn't remember."

"And the location and size of the bruises are exactly the same as in the dream..."

"Conan said that there is only one truth."

"After eliminating the impossible options, no matter how incredible the remaining option is, it must be the truth..."

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"So... the bruises on Xiao Deng's arms actually came from a dream?"

"Will what happens in dreams affect reality?"

"When we met at the school gate this morning, Xiao Deng blushed suddenly. Was it because he remembered his dream last night?"

"..."

Kitahara Makoto just felt numb.

I have never known what the side effects of the nightmare's ability are. It turns out that the actions in the dream will affect the reality?!

Fortunately, I didn’t turn into Zhao Zilong and go in and out seven times, otherwise I would have gone to jail!

"Good news. No one should know that dreams can affect reality yet..." Kitahara Makoto pressed his brows and calmed down. "Keep it a secret. This secret must be kept secret! If everyone knows, we'll be dead!"

"Kitahara-san, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Songdeng tilted his head and looked over with a worried look in his eyes.

"I'm fine." Kitahara Makoto looked away guiltily, "...It's getting late, shall we go to the classroom?"

It would be fine if it was just a dream without any trace, but now I realize that dreams can actually affect reality. In this case, my behavior of bullying others last night was too much.

He did whatever he wanted in his dream and even tried to measure Xiao Deng's conscience... He deserved to commit seppuku!

The two returned to the floor where the classroom was located and then separated.

When Kitahara Makoto walked into the classroom, he saw Toyokawa Shoko already sitting in her seat. Perhaps because she had vented out her long-suppressed emotions yesterday, the weak little Shoko was in much better condition today, looking bright and lively.

"Good morning, Kitahara-san."

Toyokawa Shoko looked up and took the initiative to say hello.

"Good morning."

Kitahara Makoto nodded in response.

Eyes facing each other.

A faint blush suddenly appeared on the girl's fair face, then her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shyly turned her head to look out the window.

"Student Xiaoxiang also blushed..."

Kitahara Makoto's heart sank.

It seems that it's not just me. Every girl remembers clearly what happened in her dream, but no one doubts it.

Hold on!

This secret must be kept!

If the secret is exposed, my life will definitely become a hell!

Chapter 109: Ichiri-san, please give your life to me

In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time.

After the bell rang, Kitahara Makoto left the classroom as usual and prepared to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

There was no way he could do that. There was no Kita to bring him a lunch box today. When he met Kita in the corridor during break, he was clearly avoiding him just like Pochi-chan.

Thinking of Xiao Social Phobia, Kitahara Makoto's heart suddenly moved slightly. He happened to pass by a dark corner, so he subconsciously looked inside. He didn't know until he saw that Xiao Social Phobia, who was wearing a pink sportswear, was hiding in it.

“…An unexpected surprise.”

Kitahara Makoto stopped and a smile appeared on his face.

People with social phobia are particularly sensitive to other people's gazes. Under Kitahara Makoto's gaze, the ahoge on Goto Ichiri's head suddenly trembled, as if he had detected the enemy's radar, and he raised his head and looked around nervously.

Eyes facing each other.

Seeing Kitahara Makoto outside the dark hiding place, Pochi-chan's face quickly turned red and she lowered her head in panic.

"Ichiri-kun, I'll return your pocket money." Kitahara Makoto walked into the dark corner and took out the pocket money he had prepared, "Take a look and see if it's correct."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Goto Ichiri stammered and whispered his thanks.

There is no reason to refuse when someone comes to you to pay you back.

He carefully took the change, but it was impossible to count it. Goto Ichiri whispered:

"I accepted it..."

Kitahara Makoto was in no hurry to leave, and said in a gentle voice:

"Besides paying back the money, there is one more thing I want to tell Yili."

"Eh?"

Goto Ichiri's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and the temperature on his face rose rapidly. If Kitahara Makoto hadn't blocked his way, he would have fled in panic by now.

(What does Kitahara-san want to say?)

(Could it be to tell, to tell…)

(impossible!)

(People like me who are dark and boring are not popular!)

(Kitahara is very good at studying and sports, so he wouldn’t like someone like me…)

Xiao Shekong tried his best to deny himself, but the effect was not as good as before. After a few seconds, steam came out of his head.

"Ichiri-san, how are you doing in school?"

Kitahara Makoto asked softly.

"Eh?"

Goto Ichiri looked up blankly.

Why do you ask about learning?

"what……"

When Goto Ichiri spoke, he always liked to start his speech with "Ah". Seeing that Kitahara Makoto was only asking about studying, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"That, that..."

The two of them were alone together in a dark hiding place, and Goto Ichiri soon became so nervous that he was speechless. He quickly took out his cell phone and responded on the phone with a blushing face.

"Well...I'm just an average student."

Not really average, actually. Just really bad.

But at the critical moment, the girl's subtle self-esteem suddenly awakened, and she was unwilling to tell the embarrassing truth in front of Kitahara Makoto, so she told a small lie... The truth was that she was the last in the class.

There's no way around it. When it comes to learning, one thing relies on talent, and the other relies on hard work.

Although Goto Ichiri is very talented in guitar, his talent in studying is very average, and as for hard work... that's even less true.

Before meeting Kitahara Makoto, Goto Ichiri had to practice guitar for six hours every day, and with that time spent on eating, drinking and having fun, there was little time left for studying.

In addition, a very socially anxious personality also has a great impact on learning.

During class, Goto Ichiri always lowered his head out of habit - because if he raised his head, he might make eye contact with the teacher, and for someone with social phobia, making eye contact with others is a very scary thing.

What Goto Ichiri was more afraid of was the question-and-answer session in class. Every time the teacher asked a question, Goto Ichiri would shrink his body as much as possible, trying to reduce his presence to zero.

(Not good! Not good! Not good!)

(Questions in class are horrible!)

(Don’t call my name. If you answer the question in front of the whole class, you will die! You will really die!)

(So ​​scary, so scary, so scary!)

In short, he didn't listen carefully in class, and when he encountered exercises he didn't know how to solve after school, Goto Ichiri would never ask others for help. You can imagine how bad Pochi's academic performance was.

Trying hard to complete the homework assigned by the teacher is already Goto Ichiri's limit.

Kitahara Makoto groaned:

"Does Ichiri want to apply to the University of Tokyo?"

"Eh eh eh?"

Goto Ichiri raised his little face in shock, his eyes widened.

Apply to Tokyo University?

What is Kitahara-san thinking about?

With my academic performance, I can’t even get into university!

When I graduate from high school, my stay-at-home life will end, and I might even have to go out and work...

(Absolutely not! I really don’t want to work!! It’s terrible! Society is so terrible!!)

Looking at Pochi-chan whose painting style quickly turned gray and white, Kitahara Makoto sat down next to the social phobic and said softly:

"My goal is to get into the University of Tokyo. Not only do I want to be with Ichiri during my three years of high school, I also want to go to the same school as Ichiri during my four years of college. So let's get into the University of Tokyo together?"

As we all know, Japan's social class structure is severely stratified.

Excluding options like winning the lottery jackpot, there are actually only two ways to change your life and cross class boundaries. One is to get admitted to the University of Tokyo, and the other is to marry into the wife's family.

Although marrying into another's family is also a proof of one's ability, the most reliable thing is to be admitted to the University of Tokyo, just like Peking University and Tsinghua University. After you are successfully admitted, as long as you don't commit suicide, your life will really become a smooth journey.

When ordinary high school students fall in love, they only care about the present and don’t consider what will happen in the future.

But Kitahara Makoto is different. After all, he was an adult and working in his previous life. He is more mature mentally and has clear and definite goals.

He is not just thinking about dating Xiao Bochi in high school, he also wants to start thinking about college from now on. It would be best if they could be admitted to the same university and move forward hand in hand on the road of life.

There was no way before. Even a top-grade teacher couldn’t turn a poor student who didn’t want to make progress into an excellent student. But now with the magic cookies, everything is possible.

She is only a freshman in high school now, and there are still three years left. As long as she works hard, it is entirely possible for Pochi-chan to be admitted to the University of Tokyo.

As for social phobia, that thing is really not a big problem. With Kita Koka around, Pochi-chan can slowly become confident even without his intervention.

What Kitahara Makoto is considering is actually Pochi-chan's entire life.

"Woo——"

Hearing these words that were not a confession, but were more like a confession, Goto Ichiri felt steam rising from his head. He buried his head between his legs in panic and stammered:

“S-Sorry… I’m such a bad student, there’s no way I can get into the University of Tokyo…”

"It's too early to give up now." Kitahara Makoto took out the biscuits he brought to school this morning and said in a serious tone, "This is a magical biscuit that can improve your learning ability. I ate it this morning and it's really magical. Ichiri-san, try one later to see how it works... In short, please leave your life to me."