That night, Takashi Kobayashi regretted it ever since he accidentally let it slip.
The person who saved them obviously didn't want to reveal his identity, so if that person really was the new transfer student, Harano Seigo, then he would have revealed his identity as the person who saved them … Wasn't that returning kindness with enmity!?
As a delinquent, Takashi Kobayashi didn't have high morals, but that didn't mean he didn't have a bottom line. At the very least, he didn't want to betray those who helped him.
But the words had already left his mouth, and before he could even wrap his head around it, he was forced to say it out loud by the blonde curly-haired girl's imposing manner.
At this point, he could only pray that Harano Seigo wasn't that person.
On Monday, during class, he carefully observed Harano Seigo for a while, and in the end … he confirmed that Harano really was the masked person from that night!
This both surprised and depressed him.
When the blonde girl called him and asked him about the results of his observation, Takashi Kobayashi purposely said that he was mistaken.
But he didn't know if his act was too obvious, or if the blonde girl didn't really believe him, but after hearing his conclusion, she still wanted him to secretly take a picture of Harano and send it to her so that she could judge for herself.
Takashi Kobayashi could only do as he was told.
After all, he was just an ordinary person, and if he resisted the mafia, they would have plenty of ways to deal with him … Besides, even if he resisted with all his might, the mafia could easily get what they wanted using other methods.
He and Kahei Watanabe were insignificant characters, and they were only used by the mafia because it was easier to use them.
After he sent the picture, he received a reply in just a few seconds. The blonde girl was convinced that Harano was the person from that night!
She could confirm it just by looking at the picture on his cell phone!?
This made Takashi Kobayashi afraid, and he felt even more strongly about the blonde girl's obsession.
What happened next was even more natural. Kobayashi was asked to bring Harano Seigo to the designated location, or else the blonde girl would bring her people and wait for them in front of the school gates.
After weighing the pros and cons … there was actually no room to weigh the pros and cons, so Kobayashi and Watanabe could only do as they were told.
…
"I see." In the car, Seiji listened to the two explain everything.
"I'm so sorry, Harano -san …" Takashi Kobayashi bit his lip with a regretful expression. "If I hadn't said anything back then, you wouldn't have …"
"Even if you don't say anything, as long as they're serious about looking for me, they'll find me sooner or later." Seiji sighed. "Don't you agree, Juumonji... Feng Wu -san?"
A chuckle came from the front passenger seat.
"It's like this. Although it might take some time, you're only wearing a simple mask after all, and there are so many video recordings …"
"Did you hear that? So, you don't have to feel too guilty. Although you did cause me some trouble, you didn't do it on purpose, so forget it. "Seiji smiled at Xiao Lin.
Kobayashi Takashi nodded, but he was still a little embarrassed.
"Speaking of which, Classmate Lin, your observation skills are quite good. I haven't even talked to you before, and I was wearing a mask that night as well, and I even intentionally lowered my voice, but you were still able to recognize me. "Seiji changed the topic to praise Kobayashi.
"Er … it's nothing, I just suddenly felt like I've seen it somewhere before …" Kobayashi scratched his head.
"Takashi often notices some small details." Kahei Watari, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up.
"Is that so, you guys are often together … By the way, what do you usually do outside?"
Seiji casually changed the topic to ease the tension between the two of them, and at the same time, he forced himself to remain calm and natural.
But when he found out that the two of them didn't do anything that delinquents usually did outside, and instead spent most of their time at internet cafes, reading manga magazines at bookstores, and playing video games at game centers, he suddenly felt that these two … were they actually otakus?
Delinquents couldn't possibly be so otakus!
Just as Seiji was retorting to himself and was about to ask more questions, the car slowed down.
"We're here," Feng Wu Juumonji announced.
Seiji and the others got out of the car and saw an imposing wooden gate in front of them … it was the type that would appear in front of a large mansion in anime and manga.
Then, the gate slowly opened from the inside, revealing two rows of muscular men in suits standing on both sides of the walkway, giving off a murderous aura.
"Please," Feng Wu said politely to Seiji as she led the way.
Seiji followed behind her.
Kobayashi and Watari followed behind Seiji.
After entering through the gate, they discovered that it was a large courtyard, and the end of the walkway was a traditional wooden mansion in Sakura Island.
"Welcome to the Juumonji Group!!!"
The two rows of muscular men in suits bowed in unison, and their greetings were deafening.
Just this alone would probably be enough to scare some cowardly ordinary people.
Kobayashi and Watari's expressions were tense, and they were incredibly nervous. As hooligans, they had never been treated like this before.
Perhaps … they wouldn't even be able to come out alive today.
Such a thought flashed through both of their minds, and they reflexively exchanged glances as they silently prepared themselves for this.
After entering the mansion.
Seiji was led deeper into the mansion by Feng Wu, while Kobayashi and Watari were blocked off by the muscular men in suits.
"You guys wait here." That was all the two of them got.
"Harano -san …" Kobayashi and Watari looked in front of them.
Seiji heard the commotion and turned around to look.
"… Relax, it'll be fine." He thought about it and didn't ask the two of them to follow him, so he smiled at them and continued walking forward.
Kobayashi and Watari exchanged awkward glances, and could only stay where they were.
Finally, Feng Wu led Seiji to a room facing the courtyard.
A middle-aged man wearing traditional Sakura Island clothing … to Seiji, it resembled a kimono from his previous life. He was sitting at a table in the middle of the room in a very standard posture.
On one side of the room were bookshelves filled with all sorts of books, and the smell of paper permeated the air … it seemed that this was a study.
"Father, this is the one." Feng Wu said calmly to the middle-aged man, then turned around and smiled at Seiji before leaving.
Seiji looked at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man looked back at Seiji Mukai.
This man had white hair that was neatly combed, and his face was slightly wrinkled, but he could still be described as handsome. He wore a pair of black-rimmed eyeglasses, and behind the eyeglasses were a pair of light blue eyes that were calm yet radiant.
Rather than calling him a mafia boss, it would be more appropriate to call him a university professor, and he was the type that would be popular with female students. Seiji evaluated him in his mind.
"Please have a seat, young man." The middle-aged man gestured for Seiji to sit across from him.
Seiji glanced at him, then walked over to the table and sat down cross-legged.
He wouldn't sit properly … His original body had memories of this, but it felt uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it, so he decided to act naturally.
"My name is Michirou Juumonji."
The man lowered his head slightly and spoke in a steady voice after he saw Seiji sit down.
"Harano -san Seigo -san, I apologize for inviting you here in such a manner. My daughter and my son have caused you trouble, and I apologize as well. I also thank you for your magnanimity. "
'Did I say that I didn't care?' Seiji retorted in his mind.
'Fine, if I don't want to have a falling out with him, I'll just quietly step down from the stage.'
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