Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Fu Heihui's grades are not bad.

In his previous life, he could get a good ranking by studying casually. This time, in order to get that generous scholarship, he concentrated and settled down to study. This is even more so.

To be honest, if it weren’t for the Japanese law that teenagers must complete the nine-year compulsory education, Megumi Fukuro would not want to go to junior high school one more time... After all, if she doesn’t go, Shi Er, who is the guardian, will be severely punished.Their family couldn't stand a deep investigation, and Fu Heihui, who was worried about the family's expenses, didn't want to bear the fine.

...money is already tight.

Stepping into the school gate on time, there is no class on the first day of school. After the principal's speech at the usual opening ceremony and the freshman representative's speech, the head teacher will lead the team back to the classroom to explain the arrangements for this semester and various precautions in school. .

certainly--

The head teacher clapped his hands with a bright smile: "Well, everyone is already a junior high school student, so I should understand this kind of practice to some extent, so I won't talk nonsense anymore, then, for our future study and life to be more harmonious, let's start now. Introduce yourself!"

…and there is almost absolutely no shortage of self-introduction sessions.

The six-year nightmare of elementary school hit, and the result of being older than the actual physical age was that he could not blend in well with the surroundings, and because of the presence of Shier, an unreliable father, Fuhei Huihe, who was entrusted to earn money to support the family prematurely, independently Formal and peer (physical age) preferences are derailed.

There are three more years of this kind of life...!

Fu Heihui sat expressionlessly by the window in a daze.

When it was his turn, he just stood up with a cold expression, and just said "Fu Heihui, please advise me" and it was over.

His voice is cold and his expression is also cold. Because of his different experience, Fuhei's temperament is completely different from his peers. It's just because his appearance can be called beautiful and handsome, and his body looks slender and slender under the cover of school uniform. Your impressions are weakened - either for the better or for the worse.

The next class committee election Fu Heihui will not participate in the whole process. After all the school start arrangements are over, it is almost time for free activities.

The newly appointed squad leader handed out the association application forms one by one. Fu Heihui took the application form, glanced at it, and raised his green eyes:

"Excuse me, is this required?"

"No, but Diguang has club credits. If you want to select any awards, such as scholarships, you must join the club."

The competent squad leader quickly replied, "Generally speaking, as long as you join the club, you will get the credits. I remember you are... Fuhei Jun, right? Are you not interested in the club?"

"Um……"

"Don't think so, this is an important part of junior high school life, junior high school life is not complete without club activities! So please think again, yes, I heard that there are club recruiters on the school road in the afternoon. For the new event, all clubs will come to recruit people, Fuhei-kun, why don’t you go and have a look, there are many clubs that Diguang is famous all over the country? Maybe you will change your mind by then!”

Fu Heihui looked at the monitor's warm and sincere face, and held back the words of refusal.

"... I see, thank you."

No, he doesn't want a full middle school life.

Fu Heihui is very busy.

There are classes during the day, and the time after school in the afternoon is also taken up.When there is no entrustment, it is for physical training, and for other cases, it is to complete the exorcism work introduced by the intermediary. Occasionally, it is very energy-consuming to quickly move between two cities in one night.

And he couldn't stop, the good-for-nothing father just lost all the savings left in the family not long ago. In order to maintain the daily expenses, Fu Heihui could only make a bad face, arrest his father and drag him to work overtime together.

Very busy and really not available.

He needs to get stronger quickly.

At least it must be strong enough to beat the bastard father to eight points to death, otherwise this tight life will not be able to survive :)

Fu Hei Hui's head was big and his eyes were lowered. After the afternoon class, he put his hands in his pockets, and walked to the club recruiting booth on the school road with the mood of looking for a leisure club that didn't require a high attendance rate. .

Quite lively.

Especially the position of the basketball club is already surrounded by countless people, well, it's not surprising, after all, most of Diguang's sports clubs are very strong, and the basketball club is the leader.

Attendance requirements are also high.

Fu Heihui walked over without even thinking about it.

As a result, he accidentally hit someone.

"……Feel sorry."

Fu Heihui froze for a moment before turning his head, his green eyes scanned around in confusion, before he found someone, "Are you all right?"

This person has a sense of existence... so weak.

Fu Hei was frightened.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone has more or less magic power (except Shier's heaven and curse), he might really not be able to find each other.

"No, it's my problem, I shouldn't be standing in the middle of the road, sorry."

The other party seemed to be a little surprised.

The boy with blue hair and blue eyes confirmed that Fu Hei was indeed looking at him, then bowed politely and apologized in turn.

Without talking too much, the two nodded and separated. Fu Heihui rejected countless enthusiastic invitations from seniors, and finally bit the bullet and crossed the busiest place to the end where there were few people.

For the sake of scholarship, Fu Heihui looked and looked, and finally chose to join Teiguang's Ancient Literature Club—for no reason, just because this department does not require a high attendance rate, as long as it is enough to participate in at least one activity within a week.

"Do you really want to join us?"

The director of the Ancient Literature Club is a timid boy named Keita Fujishima. He pushed his glasses and looked at the young man with a slender figure and a cold temperament, clean and handsome facial features who would definitely be favored by many clubs, and was a little flattered:

"There are only three people in our club, and we usually don't have any interesting things..."

After all, Diguang is most famous for its sports department. The Ancient Literature Club has gradually declined due to little improvement over the years, and the activity room is also small. In the end, it has been ignored.

"Actually, I'm only here for club credit."

Fu Heihui thought for a while, and finally chose to speak honestly:

"Because I have important things to do after school, I can't join clubs that require a high attendance rate, so I just want to make a name for myself. Of course, I will abide by the rules and come to participate in club activities at least once a week... If I'm very sorry if you mind, and it's okay to refuse."

"No, of course I don't mind!"

Fujishima immediately raised his voice, scratched his face restrainedly in the next second, and smiled a little shyly, "Well, you have important things to do, right? I see, you are welcome to join, your name is... ...Fu Hei-kun, right? I will pass the application..."

"Thank you senior."

Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the biggest problem was finally solved.

He doesn't want to make those black history that he can't bear to look back on in this life like before. Now the mature and reliable Fu Heihui just wants to complete the required compulsory education honestly and live a peaceful campus life.

But the problem is-

The so-called trouble is not that if you don't want to encounter it, you really won't come to your door.

One month into school, the school's small group has basically formed. Fu Heihui, who is a loner, has no intention of socializing with anyone, and only responds briefly when others strike up a conversation. He never lingers after school, and leaves immediately after class.

As a result, in the end, he became a handsome and cool guy who was alone in the eyes of girls——in the eyes of boys, he was overly dragged.

Fortunately, Fu Heihui was a top student who enrolled in a scholarship, and the class atmosphere he was assigned was good, and there was no bad school violence.

...But other classes and other grades are different.

Participate in department activities at least once a week. Fu Heihui has followed the rules. He carried his schoolbag to the activity room of the ancient literature department on Friday. Although he was the only newcomer this year, the so-called department activities only stayed there to read books, but The atmosphere is very harmonious, and the seniors get along very well.

Today happened to be the time to participate in the department work. Unfortunately, it was Fu Hei's turn to be in charge of hygiene, so he arrived half an hour late.

He knocked on the door, and before he could make a sound, he heard a terrified gasp from inside.

"senior?"

There was a moment of silence.

Then someone opened the door cautiously, and the minister heaved a sigh of relief, "It's Mr. Fuhei."

"……What happened?"

Fu Heihui glanced at the room, and for some reason, all kinds of books fell to the ground in a mess, and the table in the center was also in a mess.

"No, nothing..." he stammered.

"It doesn't look like nothing, does it?" Fu Heihui frowned.

The others looked at each other, and finally another senior patted the Minister on the shoulder: "It can't be hidden, it's better to make it clear, Minister."

Being persuaded like this, Fujishima dropped his shoulders in frustration.

It's not a strange thing.

It's just plain bullying.

The activity room of the ancient literature department is not big, and the sense of presence is low. The members of this class are usually the type who are not very talkative, timid, and have few friends. The reason is [requisition], of course, if you just want to borrow it, it’s fine, and there are some bad guys who are just plain bored, so they come to trouble.

The books scattered on the ground are the traces left after being troubled.

Few of Fu Heihui came, and it was only a month after the start of school that this kind of thing happened. It was already the result of the efforts of the seniors in the Department of Ancient Literature to conceal it.

Fu Heihui: "..."

"I'm sorry!! I didn't make it clear to you when you applied to join the club!" The minister bowed sharply, "Because it's hard to find a new member...!"

"...Do you want to help clean up?" Fu Heihui was silent for a long time before opening his mouth. He took a step forward, squatted down, and picked up a few books.

"Eh? No, it's okay, we'll get it sorted out soon."

Fu Hei put the book in his arms on the table, and looked at the remaining members.

The fat but gentle Hanazawa-senpai had her favorite hair rope ripped off, and her hair was loose. She stood at the back, holding the book in her arms, her eyes were red.

Next to her, Senior Kobayashi held his wallet tightly in his hand, looking depressed, and Senior Takagi's face was red and swollen, and he twisted his face silently when he was stared at.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui's expression turned cold for a few moments: "...Excuse me, where did the person who just came to make trouble go?"

"Huh? Well, I should go down the stairs on the left..." The minister replied: "But they always stay in school until late, remember to go down the other stairs when you go home, you should avoid them... Huh? Lord Fuhei?"

"I see, I'm sorry, I'm taking a leave of absence from my job today."

Fu Heihui turned slightly, lowered his eyelids, and said in a cold voice, "I will make up for the missing attendance this week, next week."

"Ah? Okay?" The minister nodded slowly. He looked at Fu Hei's back, lowered his head in frustration and said, "Mr. Fu Hei, do you want to retire from the Ministry...ah, it's only natural. Right? Although I tried my best to conceal the news that Mr. Fu Hei is a member of our club... But in fact, there is still a risk of being implicated by us."

The member patted the minister on the shoulder, and both of them sighed in unison.

.

Fu Heihui walked downstairs to the left with an indifferent expression.

Really, no matter what kind of school, there will be more or less such problems.

Although the guy who bullied was disgusting, the way the guy who was bullied swallowed his anger also made him dislike it.

I don't want to make those black history that he can't bear to look back on in this life like before, but if he doesn't intervene, those who are bullied but don't have the courage to resist, or can't resist will continue to encounter this kind of thing.

... Conscience made it impossible for him to turn a blind eye.

"Hey."

Thinking this way, Fu Heihui walked into a blind corner without monitoring, and found three senior delinquents there as no surprise.He quietly appeared behind one of them, reached out and patted the other's shoulder.

"Wow! You guy, where did you come from?!"

The other party was taken aback, and the seniors stood up straight, their eyes widened and they looked at the person unkindly.

Obvious badness.

Fu Heihui moved his eyes expressionlessly, his eyes swept over the women's hair rope swinging in someone's hand, and then stopped at the ancient literature books that another person put under his buttocks.

Paused.

... It seems that there is no need to talk nonsense anymore.