Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

"Hasuko-senpai...I cried at that time..."

"......ha?"

After two seconds of silence, Uozuka Saburo blinked, feeling that he could not imagine the scene of Frankenstein crying, and immediately refuted it: "Impossible! With her personality, how could she be so upset over such a small matter..."

"It's true! Teacher, I didn't lie to you!"

"Well......"

Silent Suzuka's affirmative tone made him a little shaken. He raised his hands to cover his eyes, but he couldn't visualize it at all.

After all, that was that Airi Hayabusa...

It feels like even if she is hated by six billion people around the world, she can still do her own thing, conduct her own experiments according to her own ideas without any regard for other people's feelings.

How could she be so upset she cried when she was treated so coldly by a stranger she had known for less than a quarter? It was totally out of character for her...

"...Hasuko-senpai, I actually value my relationship with you, Sensei."

"...?"

As if she saw the confusion on Uozuka Saburo's face through the door, Silent Suzuka pursed her lips and said softly, "Although I don't know what happened between you and her, but as a horse girl who also values ​​you very much, I can see that she is really sad about your indifference..."

"...Are you sure it's not because you've lost a convenient lab rat and can't continue many important experiments?"

"No! Um...at least not all of them..."

Silent Suzuka thought for a moment, then said helplessly and anxiously, "I've never seen Hayabusa-senpai look so sad. It's like... a very important part of your life has been taken away, and you'll never see that important person again..."

Just like that night when she saw Uozuka Saburo lying on the ground, his life or death unknown...

"...Okay, I get it."

Although he felt deep down that he and Airi Hayako weren't that close yet, and the truth might be different from what Musou Suzuka said...but considering the objective fact that he could never understand a woman's heart, Uozuka Saburo nodded and tentatively agreed. "After this turmoil is over, I'll take the initiative to talk to her. If she's truly as remorseful as you say... then I'll forgive her. What do you think?"

"Um...Excuse me, could you take me with you then?"

"? Why?"

"I'm afraid she... well, I'm afraid she might... do something bad to you again?"

"...You're right. It's just right that you can assist me."

With a wicked smile, Uozuka Saburo cracked his knuckles and said coldly, "If she tries to trick me into drinking some other potion again, you'll join forces with me to pin her down, and bring two pairs of scissors—and shave all the hair off her body!"

"...!!!"

Chapter 143 Isn’t it beautiful?

Silent Suzuka left quietly, just as she had come quietly.

Wave your sleeves and don't take a single carrot away.

Only Uozuka Saburo was left alone, lonely and desolate in this closed meeting room.

Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy...

Bullshit!

Da da da da da da!

"Hahaha! Demacia!!"

"For the tribe!!"

"Cannon! Fire! Roar!"

“Burn! Burn!!!”

"Ulala!"

"Be yourself in the fire!"

"Get out of the way! The explosive tire is rolling!!"

Woo——BONG!

“Oyster~~~~~””””

"...?"

So, aren't you really using bolt guns from the interstellar era tens of thousands of years from now, wearing ceramic steel power armor, and fighting against a swarm of turtle-shaped baneling insects that are pronounced as Tyranid and written as F91?

Why is a simple matter of defending a school riot being turned into a third world war, with gongs, drums, and firecrackers blasting?!

Is there anyone here who wants to sleep?

He secretly peeked out through the crack in the window and was almost blinded by the colorful tracer bullets. Uozuka Saburo hurriedly took two steps back, scratched his head in distress, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up.

It's been quite a while... Although it's different from before, I'm actually in a very safe environment and don't have to worry about anyone suddenly kicking the door or climbing in through the window - but at least the sound and light effects are up to standard.

Facing danger at any time and anywhere, death is possible at any time and anywhere, and people are dying within a hundred meters of me at every moment...

Sure enough, I am most accustomed to staying in this kind of environment: noisy, dangerous, and exciting.

Just like the good old days, running through the hail of bullets with my big brother...

Ding-ling-ling! ! Ding-ling-ling————

Beep.

"It's me. Is it convenient to talk now?"

"!!!Yes! Big brother! I don't have anyone around me right now!"

"Yeah. We've investigated the matter last time. It turns out that it wasn't just the Abutai Society who kidnapped that precious horse girl. There are also some disgusting hyenas who sneaked in from abroad who are behind it."

"...Yes, do you need me to rejoin the team and help you take care of them?"

Uozuka Saburo's eyes lit up, a familiar evil smile appeared on his cheeks, and his free left hand couldn't help but clench into a fist, and veins bulged in an instant.

After staying in such a hellhole for several weeks and suffering so much humiliation, he will go crazy if he doesn't kill a few people to have some fun!

Unfortunately...life is often not as we wish.

In the midst of Uozuka Saburo's endless anticipation, his good elder brother directly shattered his dream of "relaxing":

"No, you are not allowed to participate in any part of this cleanup operation!"

"......ah?"

"Not only that, I want you to find a suitable reason to leave Tokyo within three days. Don't even hear a whisper of this. Do you understand!?"

"...Yes, yes big brother, I understand!"

"...The main force of this attack is not us, but the local Japanese gangs in Tokyo."

Facing his "besieged" right-hand man, Uozuka Saburo's elder brother was silent for two seconds before giving him a rare explanation: "The organization will not play a major role in this operation. Let these local idiots die first. We will wait for the right opportunity to join in, so..."

"!! I see, I understand, big brother!"

Uozuka Saburo nodded into the phone.

Although the organization occasionally makes some shocking moves, it basically does a good job of controlling public opinion and eliminating evidence in advance. In daily tasks, it strictly implements the code of secrecy and will not allow anyone other than those related to the mission objectives to be involved. Its style of doing things is very secretive.

But local Japanese gangs, like the Shuei-gumi that Uozuka Saburo had met at the dinner party, and the Tojo Clan, the immediate superiors of Kiryu Kazuma's Dojima Clan, are not so conscious about covering up their activities... Their all-out outburst can be described with a classic news speech:

We will hunt them down everywhere, shoot them to death at the airport if we catch them, and drown them in the toilet if we catch them in the restroom!

Including the last dinner, Tokyo's local gangs and the most powerful political and business circles have basically reached a consensus and decided to fight back against all those bastards who dared to extend their claws into Tokyo!

It can be said that the entire Tokyo is now the territory of gangs!

If something happens, the police will not do anything, they will directly go to the underworld to use violence to maintain order. Once the target person is found, they can directly use lethal weapons to start a war. Everything gives way to the goal of eliminating foreign forces!

————Of course, the specific implementation will definitely not be so radical. After all, peace has been maintained for so many years, and people are not as ignorant and radical as they were in the war years... But the fact that such a radical bottom line principle can be set is enough to show to what extent these guys who live a good life have been pushed this time.

The organization did not comment on this and even planned to add fuel to the fire and make the situation even more chaotic.

Anyway, the organization's roots are in Europe and the United States, and Japan is just an enclave for making money. If the waters can be muddied here so that both warring parties suffer losses, it will be a win-win situation with no harm.

Even if you still have the spare capacity, you can sell some intelligence in advance to those who have no status but are rich at a high price, making a fortune while cultivating your own agents. Isn't that wonderful?

Therefore, after sorting out all the above information, a prediction that was not that difficult to guess naturally appeared in Uozuka Saburo's mind:

I'm afraid Tokyo will be in chaos for a while.

Well... a place like Tresen should be fine. Not only is its economic status very important, but its internal "armed forces" are also very impressive. No one would want to provoke such an existence at this time.

However, such a large conflict zone means that the risk of encountering incidents will increase exponentially. Gang members may avoid Tresen's female students, but they will not avoid him, a fat sheep with a "simple appearance"...

It is even possible that they will take the initiative to come up and cause trouble!

"Got it? That's why I let you go out for a while to avoid this special period."

The sound of puffing on a cigarette emanated from the phone receiver. The eldest brother was silent for a moment before speaking again, "Also, due to a shortage of manpower in Japan, some of the recent field work in other cities has been unattended... Go clear them all out right now! Do you hear me?!"

"!!!yes!!!"

Chapter 144: Why are you blushing?

The sound of artillery fire continued all night and gradually subsided near dawn.

The attackers, defenders, slackers, and onlookers, all exchanged opinions fiercely under the cover of night, had a great time and let out all the excess energy they had accumulated in recent times.

Everyone had a great time, but everyone was also very tired, especially around the defense circle of the administrative building fortress. There were two or three circles of people lying densely around the front line, almost surrounding the entire teaching building, with no place to stand.

————Of course, there was no widespread wailing or anything like that. There were quite a few snoring sounds, but most of them came from the mouths of some older administrative teachers.

Even if the cute horse girl has a bad sleeping posture, she will never snore~Pah-bang.

"Hmm~ I can't eat anymore~"

"I can't eat anymore~"

“It’s a pity I can’t eat anymore~”

"I can still eat~"

"..."

Passing by this Shura battlefield where "starving people were everywhere", Uozuka Saburo looked speechlessly at a sleeping Reed-haired Big Eater. After thinking for two seconds, he took the initiative to drag her to an open space to prevent her from saying "I like to eat people in my dreams" like Brother Meng De.

“Hu~ha~~~~”

Walking up the stairs facing the morning sun, Uozuka Saburo, who had slept half a night longer than others but still felt a little sleepy, yawned, forced himself to stay awake, climbed to the chairman's office, and reached out to knock gently on the door.

With a creak, the door opened and a green figure appeared in front of Uozuka Saburo. She slowly walked up and put a finger to her lips.

"Shh~ The chairman just went to bed."

Tetsuna Sumikawa smiled tiredly, leaning slightly to let Uozuka Saburo in. "She'd been on the phone for the past few hours, coordinating efforts to maintain order, and only finally finished half an hour ago... Seeing how sleepy she was but still wanting to do other things, I carried her to the lounge, and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow."

“…She’s really worked hard.”

Uozuka Saburo nodded, looking at the faint darkness under Tetsuna Sumikawa's eyes, and said sincerely, "And you too, the specific personnel transfers here last night were all overseen and directed by Secretary Sumikawa, right? That's definitely not an easy job."

"It's okay~ Huh, ha~~~"

Unable to resist a yawn, Tetsuna Shunkawa wiped his sore eyes and said helplessly, "After all, it happens two or three times a year... Everyone is used to it, so it's not particularly hard to endure."

"...We still need to pay attention."

After slightly changing his plans, Uozuka Saburo walked over to the chairman's desk, gathered the scattered papers, turned them face down, and said, "I'll keep watch here for you. You should go to the lounge and rest for a while—otherwise, if you, the chairman's secretary, collapse from exhaustion, the academy won't be able to function."

"Huhu~ It's not as important as you say. I'm just a worker."

Tetsuna Sumikawa shook his head, turned to look at the half-open door of the lounge, and said, "That girl does all the decision-making work, and the teachers and students all trust her. There are many people like me who just follow orders, but she is irreplaceable."

"No, that's just too much."

Shaking his head, Uozuka Saburo didn't say much. He just stood up straight and signaled with his eyes that the other party should lie down obediently. His attitude was so firm that even the now weak Surukawa Tetsuna couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"...Mr. Uozuka, the effects of the 'Charming Horse Girl' potion in your body haven't worn off yet, have they?"

"? Of course it's over, otherwise how would I get out of the 'detention center'?"