Hunks Don't Want Routine

"Give it over."

"what are you saying?"

"You are a student now, you are not allowed to bring prohibited items."

"Of course I know, I never bring prohibited items."

"Ok?"

"..."

Seeing Kaname Sagara staring at her, Yao Yaoling sighed helplessly, took out a pistol from her pocket and put it in her hand.

"GLOCK 17...what should I say about you?"

Skillfully removed the cartridge (harmony) clip and found that the ammunition inside was full.

"Auntie Xiaoyao, I can go."

"Wait a minute, what else?"

"..."

Knowing that Yao Yaoling couldn't fool the woman in front of him, he could only pile up all the things he was carrying in front of her.

Two pistols, five grenades, three stun shells and a patch of explosives.

"...Confiscated."

"Leave me some!"

"Shut up! It's a good thing I have experience in this kind of thing, otherwise you would have succeeded, what kind of place do you think Japan is!?" Sagara covered his forehead with a stomach ache, "Why do I have to take on this drudgery... ..."

"It's really impossible to tell Uncle Sagara to transfer me back to Afghanistan?"

"No! The purpose of coming here is to correct your weird personality."

"...Forget it, if you don't take it, don't take it, the big deal is that you lack a sense of security."

Yao Yaoling lowered his head and was holding his schoolbag to bypass Sagara to go out, but Sagara quickly grabbed his schoolbag, opened the zipper and threw it on the ground.

Click!

A dark object fell out.

"...What is this?"

"HKMP5 submachine gun made in Germany."

"How the hell did you get this stuff to Japan!!?"

"I naturally have my own channel."

"You...forget it, these things are not allowed to be taken to school! Forbidden!"

"..."

"Don't look so unacceptable! It's me who should be troubled!!"

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Sitting in the car, Yao Yaoling drooped his head and looked out the window.

According to his father's wishes, the purpose of sending him to this place was for him to practice well, get familiar with the environment here and survive, and he readily accepted it at that time.

He couldn't recall what his father had said to him three days before he came here.

……

"Cub, you are not too young anymore, it's time to go outside and learn more."

"Good talk, good talk."

"But in order not to make you lazy, I can't give you too much pocket money."

"!?"

"For five years, I can only give you [-] million US dollars in living expenses."

"One hundred million dollars!?"

Yao Yaoling looked at his father in shock.

"What's the difference between you and making me a beggar?"

"Although the money is a little less, as a man, you should learn to earn money to support yourself. You have to find a way to increase the money."

"..."

"That's how it is."

"I haven't agreed yet!"

"I promise. Come on, I believe you can do it."

The last thing he saw was his father giving him a thumbs up.

Then... at the age of 12, he was air-dropped to Japan.

...the memory ends...

"It seems that we must find a way to make money."

"Having a goal is a good thing, but there is one thing I must remind you." Sagara said while driving, "Don't do those messy things, don't use dangerous weapons, I will strictly supervise you during your stay in Japan yours."

"Yes……"

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Private Shuchiin Academy is a consistent school based in Minato-ku, Tokyo, ranging from kindergarten to university.

Of course, external admission is also accepted here, provided that you have excellent grades.

At this time, Yao Yaoling was sitting in the principal's office, and Yoshihara Sagara stood in front of the principal sitting at the desk.

"In short, the recommended admission is this classmate Yao Yaoling. He is a Chinese-American (false, actually a stateless person), and he was transferred to Japan to study for some reason."

"Well, I have seen his grades, and there is no problem with his admission as an outsider."

When the principal said this, Sagara turned his head away.

Yao Yaoling came here without passing any exams at all, and no one knows what his academic performance is.

Although Xiuzhiin Academy is a noble school in the eyes of outsiders, there are still many problems inside.

Its high tuition fees, donations and bribes have played a substantial threshold role.

A person who has not passed the exam himself can modify his grades at will or even enter without an exam after bribing the school's internal auditors.

Undoubtedly, someone made a large donation to the school management on Yao Yaoling's behalf.

"I already know the details... Can Sagara-sensei ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"This child... and the one in your family..."

"He does have a relationship with IW, and lived in a war-torn area for a while, but I will supervise him well, please rest assured."

"I understand when you say that."

The principal smiled, and turned his head to Yao Yaoling who was wary of his surroundings.

The principal of Shuchiin Academy is not Japanese, but a Frenchman with a western face. His name is Adolphe Pescarolo.

"Student Yao, you can sit closer."

At this time, Yao Yaoling did not sit in front of the principal, but picked up a chair and sat in the corner.

"Your Excellency, Principal, there is one thing I must remind you." Yao Yaoling said seriously.

"what?"

"There are windows on both sides of your seat, and the curtains are drawn. There are tall buildings within 1000 meters of Shuzhiin Academy, which is an ideal range for snipers."

"what?"

The headmaster looked confused, and Sagara couldn't help covering his face.

Yao Yaoling continued to talk freely.

"Also, if I sit face to face with you, then it is equivalent to being exposed to the sight of a sniper and facing the door with my back. This dangerous behavior... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Sagara's fist hit him on the head.

"Sorry principal, this guy is out of his mind."

"No, no, no... understand, understand."

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Chapter 4: We are all poor families

"The enrollment procedures have been completed, and you can enroll tomorrow...By the way, which grade does Yao start?"

"High school."

"Okay, the class arrangement can be made out this afternoon, and someone will send it to Mr. Sagara at that time."

"Trouble the principal."

After taking the documents from the principal, Xiangliang patted Yao Yaoling on the shoulder to signal that he could leave.

After going out, walking in the aisle of the teaching building, Sagara took the document in his hand and patted Yao Yaoling's head lightly.

"I know that you may not be used to a peaceful society if you hang out in war-torn areas all day, but please pay attention to the impact and do what normal people should do."

"learn."

"Do you really understand..."

Looking suspiciously at the blond boy in front of him, Sagara finally couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how many times she sighed today.

"Remember a few points, there are no terrorists in the school, no agents of other countries, no guys with guns in their pockets, and no high explosives in your shoe cabinet. This is a peaceful school, understand?"