This Japanese Slice-of-Life Isn't Lame 36 The Words Of A Man Were As Deceptive As A Ghos

The crowd gathered in front of Cla.s.s 1-1 could be seen with the naked eye. Apart from those here to watch the commotion, Kitagawa Tera could see the Seki and Ikegami crouching behind them.

Just right. Kitagawa Tera's expression did not change, but his eyes lit up.

Kitagawa Tera bled out giving Asamiya Hitomi forty thousand yen yesterday. Although the three students on the floor had compensated part of it, he was still bleeding.

He was still worried about how he could find Seki and Ikegami to get his money back, but here they were sending themselves to him.

Ikegami and Seki felt their scalps turn numb when they realized he had seen them and quickly shrank their necks.

Kitagawa Tera did not mind. He quickly walked up toward the leader of the seniors and said calmly without waiting for the other party to speak, "I believe we can be reasonable about this."

Huh…?!

The senior initially wanted to threaten Kitagawa Tera to apologize and pay up immediately, but the words became stuck in his throat after hearing what Kitagawa Tera said. His face reddened for quite some time before he swallowed it down.

He looked at Kitagawa Tera strangely, and his doubtful voice was laced with a bit of fierceness. "You want to reason with us?"

He emphasized the word 'reason', his tone stating something very obvious… Kitagawa Tera would be unable to escape the beating today.

What he did not expect was for Kitagawa Tera to nod matter-of-factly and even proposed, "This isn't a good place to reason. Let's go to the toilet instead?"

Toilet? He's specially making it easy for us to give him a thras.h.i.+ng? Is there something wrong with his head? The senior was a little dumbfounded. Is this person looking for a fight?

After a while, he was suddenly nudged by someone and finally recovered.

He nodded in confusion. "Okay, let's go to the toilet."

As soon as he replied, the seniors behind him rubbed their hands with glee while their eyes gradually became unfriendly.

Everyone at the scene knew that the reasoning was just a guise. The real purpose was to put Kitagawa Tera down.

Moreover, listening to him reason after they pummeled him was not contradicting.

Some of them were thinking if they should go easier on him since he was so above board and let them deliberately bring him to the toilet.

"K-Kitagawsan…" Seeing how Kitagawa Tera really intended to go to the toilet with this gang, Asamiya Hitomi grabbed his sleeve, worry s.h.i.+ning in her clear eyes.

"Don't worry, Asamiysan. I'm not violent. I'll definitely reason when I can." Kitagawa Tera smiled slightly.

"… Okay." Asamiya Hitomi nodded helplessly.

She had no choice since Kitagawa Tera had already decided. She could not possibly go to the boy's toilet alone, right?

Under the crowd's watchful eyes, Kitagawa Tera followed them into the toilet at the end of the corridor.

A lively discussion commenced.

Most of them were discussing the miserable state that Kitagawa Tera would be beaten into.

Some even parroted how Kitagawa Tera spoke.

Some even deliberately exaggerated the ability of the seniors, saying that they practiced taekwondo before and saw one of them breaking a few wooden boards with a high jump kick.

After Asamiya Hitomi heard these things, her uneasy expression was dyed with an additional shade of worry.

What was Kitagawa Tera going to do?

…

Kitagawa Tera really did not know what he was going to do.

He watched as the seniors and other students knelt neatly in a row in front of him with b.l.o.o.d.y noses and swollen faces and exhaled gently.

The toilet was not big. It was nearly full with a dozen kneeling students.

He directed a question to the tall boy. "Didn't you say you practiced taekwondo before? And you can do a high jump kick that breaks several wooden boards?"

The tall boy nearly teared up when he heard this.

He did say that.

Moreover, he did not know if it was because he said that, but Kitagawa Tera seemed to have intentionally targeted his face. He was in such pain that his eyes could hardly open.

When he heard Kitagawa Tera's question, this tall boy shook his head from side to side like a swaying top. "No! I don't know how to do a jump kick at all. I'm simply taller than the person who held the board, so it doesn't count as a jump kick!"

He could barely speak clearly, and blood foam spewed out from time to time. His miserable look made the other kneeling students' legs grow soft and tremble.

Kitagawa Tera is truly a devil!

The dozen of them thought he was a fat sheep for slaughter but did not expect him to be a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Reasonable? Understanding? Above board?

Everything was so that he could beat them! It was all naked lies!

Someone had shouted in the midst of being beaten. "Weren't we supposed to reason things out?"

The result was attracting the devil's attention and being beaten even harder.

He played unreasonably.

This lower-grade student was a liar! The words of this man were as deceptive as a ghost!

Many actually harbored the belief of 'strength in numbers' and rushed forward.

However, after seeing Kitagawa Tera kick down four people and clear his surrounding with two or three kicks, no one dared to rush forward anymore. Everyone shrunk far away. In the end, after being unable to withstand being pummeled by Kitagawa Tera, they all knelt and begged for mercy.

They could not help but tremble all over with such a development.

Did you think that no one wanted to take Kitagawa Tera on seriously?

There was!

Weren't they all lying neatly behind them now?

Kitagawa Tera continued to fight anyone that refused to accept him and rebelled against him. He became more and more violent until some of them hugged his feet, crying and screaming for him to stop. He stopped…

… And then continued kicking…

… Until he felt that it was about enough.

As for why he did not use his hands, no one knew the reason. Perhaps he found it more convenient to use his feet.

Kitagawa Tera did not waste his time on the complex thoughts of these troublemakers. He suddenly shouted at the door, "Seki! Ikegami! Come here!"

After a while, the weeping Seki and Ikegami came in with wobbling legs.

How did this devil king know that they were outside watching? This was not scientific at all!

"These people should be the infamous third-year troublemakers, right?" Kitagawa Tera asked while pointing to the dejected lumps kneeling on the floor.

They could not see very clearly from the door. After surveying the scene clearly, they quickly nodded and gulped. "… Yes, they are."

"Really?" Kitagawa Tera pondered for a while before saying calmly. "You two, get them to hand over their wallets."

"Huh?!" Seki's and Ikegami's mouths fell wide open.

Feeling the death glares from these seniors, they really could not speak their suffering.

Did they just become part of Kitagawa Tera's gang?

They would be targeted in the future if they did.

However, the problem was that they did not dare not to follow Kitagawa Tera's instructions under his cold glare.

Ikegami and Seki could only apologize to everyone as they took their wallets.

Kitagawa Tera found that he earned thirty thousand yen just like that.

This was a good deal.

After counting his spoils, Kitagawa Tera saw resentment in the eyes of the troublemakers. He raised his eyebrows.

It was time to deal with these troublemakers.