[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

Poverty is terminally ill and there is no cure.

If you are not only poor, but also owe a lot of debt, then congratulations, the gate of hell has been opened for you.

And I am such an unlucky person.

I don't know exactly what happened, but as soon as I opened my eyes, several women who looked exactly the same told me that they saved my life.Since I don't have any money, I have to work for them to pay off my debts.And in order to prevent me from running away without paying the money, they took away most of the memories of my first half of my life, and they returned the memories to me only after I paid off the debt by working part-time.

Oh really, do I look that unbelievable?Do I look like the kind of person who would owe money and never pay it back?Do I look like the kind of person who is short-sighted and has no integrity?Do I look like the kind of person who would take every opportunity to collect a debt, regardless of the grace of saving my life?

...I really am, they are so witty.

Don't, don't, it's really not because of my bad character, it's because these women who call themselves "Cerberos" are too suspicious!There are many identical women in this organization, who seem to be cloned from a large-scale assembly line, with long pink hair and bronze skin, all wearing a pure black eye patch, and the little white dots over the eyes-what aesthetics! — Even the voice is exactly the same.They refused to say what they were doing, they only said that it was related to world peace or the existence of the world, and my strength could help.

It's so mysterious, I believe in your ghosts!And save the world, if I didn't still have the memory of my previous life, I would really think that I have time-traveled in some kind of JUMP manga.Having said that, if you really want to choose a manga to wear, just laugh if you don’t wear Hokage. To be fair, I prefer Gintama!

It's a pity that this is obviously not the world of Gintama.Alas, farewell, lovely Sadharu.I really want to have a big dog.

I am currently in Japan, not in a big city like Tokyo or Osaka, but in a small place that I have never heard of before, called Hesei.Cerbero said that special attention should be paid to this area, especially Bingsheng Middle School, where the space is easy to be unstable, so I have nothing to do and walk around twice.

If you ask me, this organization is downright mean.After throwing me a contract and explaining my obligations, this group of women disappeared, making it impossible for me to bargain with them for a salary.I originally thought, memory is something, it doesn’t matter if you come back slowly, can you pay it back in more installments, and give me some wages each time.Otherwise, I am penniless and a foreigner, how can I survive in Japan!

The only good thing is that Cerbero somehow threw me an ID card—is that what it’s called here? ——Written on it is the exact same name as in my previous life, and a completely unfamiliar face.The age is 22 years old, and the nationality is Italian.Great, I have never been to Italy in my previous life, and this ID card is probably made up.

but……

I poked my face in the mirror in my small rented apartment.In all fairness, this body is really a beauty. Look at the eyebrows that are thick and light, the big sparkling eyes, the high nose bridge and the soft red lips. The skin is delicate, and there is a little tear at the corner of the slightly raised eye. Mole, on the right.My God, if I looked like this in my previous life, I would definitely go to Beijing Film Academy or Chinese Opera or something - I am still very interested in movies!

The face that had never been seen in the memory of the previous life, but now it looks familiar.Maybe I've been here looking at this face for 22 years.This is the case with things like memory. Even if you lose all the parts that can be carefully recalled, the "past" will still leave traces on people: behavioral patterns, instinctive reactions, and emotional regulation.

That's why I'm not in such a rush to recall the memory.I'm Lin Zhongyue, but my instinctive thoughts and behaviors are really much different from the ordinary person in my previous life, and it doesn't seem like a very good change.I thought maybe I hadn't had a good life the past 22 years.

Although it has not reached the point of "it doesn't matter if you can't find it", but anyway, it's good to enjoy the life you have now~ Live in the present and always look forward, oh yeah!

...Well, and, most importantly, first solve the problem of how to eat the next meal.

I tried it, and found that my Italian is really slick, and my Japanese is not bad. I don’t know if I have not forgotten what I learned in my previous life or I have learned it again in this life.Anyway, with the addition of English, I am now a four-lingual talent.Originally, I thought, that would not be easy, and I could easily earn money back by being a tutor.Unexpectedly, the place of Bingsheng is too small, and it is not popular for people to find tutors, especially foreign tutors, and Cerbero's group of perverts will not allow me to go to big cities, so my wishful thinking fell through.

Well, it doesn't matter, life is always full of variables!

I bought a second-hand computer, contacted translation orders online, and found a part-time job at a nearby convenience store, and started my hard-working wage earner career again.

……Um?Did I just say "again"?Damn it, I knew that I was destined to be a part-time worker, and it seems that this life is no exception.

Life basically settled down like this.I go to the convenience store to work four days a week, and do translation at home for the remaining three days.Every day in the evening, I take a walk around Bingsheng Town, and if I find any fluctuations in the space, I can fix it.

I gradually discovered that Bingsheng is really interesting.It doesn't look big, but the space is really unstable.It's not that it's about to collapse so seriously, but it fluctuates a lot, especially around a few middle school students.I can often see a little boy about 14 years old running naked in the street, with a flame on his forehead.At first I thought he was performing acrobatics, and stopped to applaud and say hello, but there was a circle of Japanese people around, half staring at him and half at me, which made me quite embarrassed.

Speaking of which, I would like to make a complaint. If I didn't have the right to choose, I wouldn't live in Japan.It sounds good here, right? It's orderly, polite and clean. In fact, the invisible rules are dead.Never speak loudly in public places, you are not allowed to eat on public transportation, there are no trash cans on the street, and you collect and sort the garbage yourself and throw it in the prescribed category at a fixed time every day... and so on.

Are you not tired of always living so fastidiously?People's willpower is limited. Modern people go to school to earn money to support their families, plus they protest oppression and strive for LGBT rights to protect animals. Trouble, how tired.

Back to the topic.In addition to the child who often runs naked, there are several peers around him who are also prone to spatial fluctuations.One of the silver-haired boys who was always with him made me a little concerned, because his hair color was so beautiful that I couldn't help but stare at his hair all the time.Once he found out, he stared at me like a cat with fried hair, blushed when he stared, and ran away.

I think I might be a strange Obasan in his eyes.Alas, the minds of teenagers don't understand.I really just think his hair color is nice.I think that in the future, if possible, I would like to marry a man with silver hair.If only for his hair, I would love him very much.

Sometimes, beside those children, I would see a child in a suit and a top hat.It was a strange big-headed kid with curly hair and a green lizard on his hat.I've observed it, and it's a live lizard.He is not an ordinary kid, the first time I took a second look at him, he spotted me right away.I don't know if it was an illusion, but I think he looked surprised, the way people look when they see an unexpected acquaintance.

I originally wanted to ask him, but he turned his head away and continued to take care of the little boy who loves to run naked.I think that must be my illusion.

In short, I have lived smoothly for almost half a year in this peaceful, quiet, and well-regulated small Japanese city.

One night, I was returning home from work at a convenience store, and when I was passing somewhere in the city, I heard something on the roof next to me.When I looked up, two figures crossed the gap between the buildings one after the other; they became two silhouettes in the night and moonlight.One of them had very long hair, and there was a gleam of cold light in his hand—it must be a sword.There are still people who use swords instead of guns these days.

I heard fighting.But one of the mysteries of longevity is to not meddle in other people's business.So I didn't hesitate for a second, and ran away happily with my bag.I heard that the next day, a mysterious falling object occurred in that area, and even part of the building collapsed. Fortunately, there were no casualties.I wasn't on duty that day, so I didn't see the scene.

Two days later, Cerbero, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came to me and said that there was a game that needed to be held at Bingsheng Middle School, and asked me to help arrange the battlefield and divide the space so that the night battle would not affect the students. normal operation of the school.

"Then go to the mountains and don't use other schools! The principal will cry!"

I was very helpless, and deeply felt that this was indeed a group of perverts.But who made them creditors? Well, they have the final say.

That evening, after all the students had left the school, I wandered over to Bingsheng Middle School and began to set up the battlefield according to the requirements of the perverts.