This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame-Chapter 610 - 381. This is Shen Gu Mirai! (Target of 8000 words achieved)
By the end, Qianhe Kagura herself was somewhat unclear about what exactly she was talking about.
She only vaguely remembered that she seemed to have agreed to let Beichuan Si use those props in the haunted house in order to stabilize his mood.
But—
"What should I do next?"
Qianhe Kagura was a bit dumbfounded.
She was just a teacher, and she didn’t know how to deal with this kind of situation.
After all, she had no evidence to prove there was something wrong with Beichuan Si.
If she called the police, she might even be accused of making a false report and obstructing their normal operations.
"Maybe I should just observe Beichuan’s actions for the time being, if it really is what I think it is..." Qianhe Kagura swallowed hard.
She just felt her throat was dry, and she dared not continue imagining what might happen next.
After all, I’m just a teacher. Why should I have to rack my brains over this?
Thinking so, Qianhe Kagura took a big gulp of water from her thermos.
It’s not easy being a teacher, is it?
She couldn’t help but think this.
On the other hand.
Beichuan Si was somewhat helpless after being called to the office over a trifle like a prop, and it wasted his lunch break.
There were still more than ten minutes before class. Qianhe Kagura had been considerate enough to leave Beichuan Si some time to eat lunch, but this also prevented Beichuan Si from telling Shen Gu Mirai about the Mouchi Witch’s Certificate.
Beichuan Si unwrapped a sandwich, planning to eat quickly and then talk to Shen Gu Mirai about the afternoon’s matters.
However, before Beichuan Si could start his meal, Shen Gu Mirai next to him had already spoken: "The matter we didn’t finish talking about can wait until the afternoon, but before that, I want to take care of some personal stuff... That should be fine, right?"
Taking care of some personal stuff...
Beichuan Si put the sandwich in his mouth.
He guessed this was the reason why Shen Gu Mirai came in late this morning.
Shen Gu Mirai’s tone implied ’if Mr. Temple doesn’t want me to take care of that matter, I won’t go,’ so Beichuan Si estimated that the issue wasn’t a big deal for Shen Gu Mirai personally.
He stuffed the entire sandwich into his mouth, chewed briefly, and then spoke:
"I’ll wait for you."
Yes.
Shen Gu Mirai had her own matters to attend to, and Beichuan Si felt he couldn’t be so selfish.
While she was handling her personal matters, he could take a stroll around the campus, which was perfectly fine.
Hearing Beichuan Si’s words, Shen Gu Mirai’s face revealed a refreshing smile: "Mm!"
She had been struggling with how to tell Beichuan Si that she needed time in the afternoon for personal matters, but Beichuan Si had readily agreed.
My, how could one not see Mr. Temple as a very gentle person?
A joyous tone involuntarily escaped from the corners of Shen Gu Mirai’s mouth.
After another brief exchange, they made arrangements to meet later and then began preparing for their afternoon classes.
There were no outdoor classes that afternoon, only a simple lab class and a Japanese literature class afterwards.
These classes ended uneventfully, and then it was time for dismissal.
Naturally, the students were busy preparing props for the haunted house. As Kyubei’s most terrifying Demon King since its founding, Beichuan Si obviously didn’t need to spend time on this aspect.
He left early, as he had told Shen Gu Mirai, intending to wander around the school for a little while before meeting her at the arranged spot once she had sorted out her problem.
"It’s about time."
Having packed her things, Shen Gu Mirai stood up and headed toward the activity building, her mood steady.
In truth, Shen Gu Mirai’s so-called personal issue wasn’t much worth mentioning.
It was just the same old story—
She had been confessed to.
That happened the day before yesterday.
On her way to school, Shen Gu Mirai was intercepted by some senior grade students, among whom a gang leader-like delinquent even confessed to her.
Shen Gu Mirai, of course, promptly rejected him without any hesitation.
Not to mention what the other party’s motives were, but just the act of confessing in a way that blocked her path was enough to offend her.
Besides, since Shen Gu Mirai only had eyes for Beichuan Si, she naturally didn’t spare a second glance for other men.
So, regarding the confession, she politely declined and left.
However, it seemed these seniors didn’t plan on simply letting her off the hook.
Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but let out a small sigh.
This morning, following her usual routine to the shoe locker, she detected something was off even before she opened it.
The door had been slightly ajar, and from that gap, a foul smell wafted out.
Feeling a bit nauseous, Shen Gu Mirai raised her hand and opened the shoe locker.
Her indoor shoes were messily placed inside.
Among them was a disgustingly dead frog.
Its belly was split open, its slender intestines spilling out—
Because of this, Shen Gu Mirai had to run to a nearby store to buy a new pair of indoor shoes for students and then hurry back to class.
Naturally, this wasted time, resulting in the incident where she barely made it to class on time.
"I’ve been getting up early to greet Mr. Temple for two to three months now!" Shen Gu Mirai pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.
Of course, there was more than just a dead frog in the shoe locker.
There was also a letter left for Shen Gu Mirai.
It requested she come alone to the back of the activity building after school was over or else the behavior would continue.
"Clearly, Mr. Temple would never use this method to pursue a girl." Shen Gu Mirai sighed again.
