[Comprehensive] Stepsister's Occupation

Yoshino Eki's move didn't frighten me, but it frightened those flying chess players in our class.Several people, except for a girl who kindly came up to me and gave me an emergency ice pack, everyone else said anxiously, "...let's play in another place"!

The time displayed on the phone was [-]:[-] p.m., and I applied an ice pack to my face.Originally, he had a road injury on his right cheek, but he was pretty handsome.Now the left side of my face is swollen, and I really can't see people.

I don't know how Yajima-senpai is doing now, or how the vice-principal is handling that matter.I was constantly worrying about this and that.

The swollen face was covered with an ice pack, as if the blood had been frozen, and the pain was indeed relieved a lot.

Within 3 minutes, a classmate came to the classroom and said to me: "Manqiao, the principal asked you to go to the principal's office."

I asked in a daze, "Principal?"

She said, "Yes." After finishing speaking, she left without looking back.

I was speechless for a while, the vice-principal had to go through the principal after all.

On the way to Jiyelou, I accidentally saw Yue Huasheng and the three female classmates who had just come out of the canteen.I also overheard their conversation.

Female classmate A said: "Hey, do you know, I heard that Yoshino went to our class this afternoon and beat up Man Qiao."

Yue Huasheng opened his eyes, and immediately covered his mouth in surprise: "Is what you said true?"

Female classmate A was quite sure, "It's true! Oda sent me an email just now!"

Yue Huasheng covered his mouth with his hands and couldn't help laughing: "Are you kidding me? Well, even if it's true. But I can't forgive Yoshino for wanting to hit Yingying with a chair this morning~"

Female classmate B interjected, "But I don't think he's so hateful anyway!"

Yue Huasheng slapped her on the shoulder coquettishly, "Really, I don't think so!"

A few people talking and laughing disappeared from my sight.

I shook my head without saying anything, and continued to head to the principal's office.

I could hear the sound inside from ten meters away from the principal's office.

There were three voices inside, the principal, the vice principal, and a strange middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman said: "Really, I was called from all the way, saying that my son committed a crime, and now I want to ask, what the hell is it~"

This person must be Mrs. Yoshino.

The principal said: "How can you do anything wrong? Your son is doing very well in school. This morning he won the first place in the men's team leader race. How could such an outstanding boy commit anything?"

Mrs. Yoshino said with a smile: "Don't lie to me, Principal Nagamori, Vice-Principal Hasegawa called me and told me. She also said that a girl was almost disfigured because of my son, and now she has to wait In the hospital. She also told me that if the girl’s parents don’t pay the medical expenses, they will call the police. Listen, it’s still about money!”

After hearing this, the principal immediately scolded the vice principal: "Hasegawa, you are so nonsense, how can you listen to these jokes of the students!"

"Yes... I'm very sorry..."

Mrs. Yoshino said: "Don't blame Principal Hasegawa, it's all because of the students making a fuss. You called that female classmate to show me. I don't know if she was born in a poor family. An illiterate white man does not educate her."

The principal said: "Oh, I've already been called, she..."

"I'm here." I walked into the principal's office.

I saw a middle-aged woman in a sea-blue dress and a bohemian cape sitting on the sofa in the center.She has curly wine red hair permed, looks and figure very similar to Yoshino Eki.

She stared at my face for a while, to be precise, at the wound on my face for a while.Immediately, he frowned and sighed, turned his head and said to the principal: "Look, a girl's family has such a bad image. It seems that she is usually the type who doesn't like to study, but just likes to make noise."

The vice-principal defended me and said: "No, Man's usual behavior and grades are good..."

Principal Chang Mori shouted: "Hasegawa, you talk too much!"

The vice principal immediately shut up again.

Mrs. Yoshino raised her head and looked at me: "Call your guardian over, I want to talk to them."

I could guess what was going on in her heart.She must have thought that my guardians were the "illiterate white men" she called, and called them over. She relied on her superior status to ridicule these illiterate poor people as much as she wanted.To my face, let me see how embarrassing my guardians are because of my fault.

Let me see that the original class difference can hurt people so much.It turns out that a person with a high status can be so great--I really saw it later.

She wanted to use this to satisfy her sense of superiority, and she probably did this kind of thing before.It's just a pity that I found the wrong person.

I said, "Sorry, my guardian..."

The principal looked at me coldly: "Don't make useless excuses!"

The guardian, my mother, is in Croatia.My dad, now Jesus is in charge.I held the phone in my hand, I hesitated, I hesitated.

The principal became impatient: "Didn't you hear what we said? Hurry up and call!"

Seeing how determined he was, I sighed, and in the end, I had no choice but to press the phone number and dial "brother".

I walked out of the principal's room with my cell phone and whispered, "Hello...brother..." This was the first time I called him brother, and at such a time when no one was reliable, I blurted it out out of nowhere.

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Immediately, he asked in a low voice, "Aqiao, what happened?"

I'm a little guilty, because I've kept this matter from him before, but I still have to let him know now.I was afraid that he would think I was a bad student, and I was afraid that he would blame me for not telling him about it earlier.Therefore, the voice of speaking became weak.

"Can you... come here..."

I returned to the principal's office with my mobile phone in hand. Mrs. Yoshino crossed her right leg over her left and chatted with the principal about education.Between the lines, almost all insinuating that I am a "no tutor" person.Neither of them paid any attention to me, and let me stand silently on the side, in a position of being neither up nor down.

Cold violence is a terrible thing.The way they treat me, and even many students, will cause psychological distortions to many students.

In less than 10 minutes, I heard the commotion of the crowd downstairs.After a while, the commotion came upstairs.

I heard the little girls' voices, and some, boys' voices.

"It's him...!"

"It's really him! So handsome!"

"Why did he come here?"

I sighed silently: Mr. Nissan's appearance really cannot be low-key.

As I said before, he can make wind when he walks.This is still a spring breeze.

The principal noticed something was wrong, and looked out suspiciously: "What's going on outside? Why are there so many students' voices?"

After a while, that person stepped into the principal's office.

"Sorry, I'm late." Such a faint sentence fell into the small principal's office, but unexpectedly, it achieved an extremely powerful mute effect.

Silent, speechless, shocked.

What kind of person is that, even I am confused at this moment.His instant appearance shocked not only other people on and off the court, but even I was unable to say a word.

He was still him, with the same eyebrows and eyes.In the same way, there is no expression of emotion or anger.

But, what kind of aura is that, and why is it so strange to me?I obviously have had contact with him a few times...

The commotion outside was still coming in continuously, Akashi glanced at the deacon who followed, and the deacon subconsciously closed the door.

Regardless of the astonishment of the people present, he said slowly, "Hello, I am Aqiao's brother, Akashi Seijuro."

Mrs. Yoshino's face broke away from the shock, but it was distorted beyond belief, her mouth was open and moved for a long time, speaking incoherently: "Chi... Akashi?"

Akashi, what these two words represent, people in business and politics must be very clear.

During this period, I watched the principal's expression sequentially through four stages of indifference, surprise, embarrassment, and panic.The time was when Akashi didn't come, when Akashi walked to the corridor, when Akashi entered the door to say sorry, and when Akashi entered the door and finished his self-introduction and glanced at him.

Who would know that Mitsuhashi's surname is Mitsu, but his older brother's surname is Akashi.It happened to be the Akashi of the Akashi family, a big Japanese chaebol.

No one knows what the status of the Akashi Zaibatsu is in Kyoto, and even in Japan as a whole.

As for the future heir of the Akashi Zaibatsu, even if he has never met his face, he knows that his name is Akashi Seijuro.What's more, this face has been featured in magazines and newspapers several times.

The headmaster had seen enough, as if the confirmation was over.This person is that Akashi!A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he wiped it away with his hand.Standing up excitedly: "You are... the son of the Akashi Zaibatsu... Akashi... Seijuro... Sir, right? I am the principal here, Nagamori..."

Akashi ignored him, turned his head to look at me, stared at the wound on my face, and frowned tightly.

He walked up to me quickly, clasped my chin with one hand, turned to the left to look, then to the right.

He asked: "What's going on?"

The principal was ignored and the principal was embarrassed.The principal stood awkwardly not far behind him, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.It is in a position of no up and no down.Like, where I was just now.

Mrs. Yoshino, who had also stood up at some point, still had her eyes and mouth wide open, with her hands half-raised in front of her chest, unable to speak a word.

Yoshinoya was originally in business. How could she not know what kind of person this person was in front of him?

Look, this is what she calls "poor people", this is what she calls "illiterate white men", and this is the "poor people" she wants to use to satisfy her sense of superiority.

I replied to Akashi, "I was beaten."

"It's useless," he said.

I said: "..." I felt ashamed, blushed and bowed my head.

He raised my chin again and said, "But I would like to know who dared to beat our Akashi family."

I decisively pointed at Mrs. Yoshino and said, "Her son."

After being pointed at by me, Mrs. Yoshino was terrified, holding her voice cautiously: "No..."

Akashi glanced sideways and gave her a cold glance, which made her tremble suddenly.

He wasn't angry either, he just said coldly, "I'm not a coward."