I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo

Ding-ling-ling-ling~~

The school bell rang, and the teacher on the podium slowly put away the lesson plan and prepared to leave.

Public school teachers will not care about what you do, nor are they willing to care, as long as you don't make trouble in the classroom.

It is no longer the "recruitment" era of thirty years ago when teachers used "slaps" and "teaching sticks" to rectify discipline. Not to mention corporal punishment of students, even if the tone is a little harsh, parents will come to the school to make trouble; if the process is accidentally recorded or secretly filmed, it will be even more job-losing and be persuaded to quit on the spot.

In this way, teachers are even more reluctant to meddle in other people's affairs: it's just a "job" anyway, and students who are willing to learn--

"Teacher Yuanzhu, I have some questions about the class just now."

Iinao took a notebook and quickly caught up with the teacher who had just walked out of the door.

"This problem should be solved like this."

The teacher stopped, glanced at the beautifully handwritten notes, and immediately pointed out the key points.

They really don't want to meddle in other people's business, but if they meet a student with good character and academic performance, they don't mind answering the other person's questions.

After all, when submitting the book review after the end of the entrance examination, most of the high school students who wrote "teacher" had the dream of "teaching and educating people".

And Qiu Riyou had packed his schoolbag and stood up to walk out of the classroom.

Passing by two guys with bruised faces and noses who were sorting books with their heads down, Qiu Riyou glanced at them.

Did the guy named "Yamamoto" skip a day of class?

Walking out of the teaching building, looking up at the clock upstairs, the time was 3:30. Under normal circumstances, most students will participate in club activities: both to exercise their abilities and to learn how to communicate. Of course, public schools generally have a large group:

Homecoming Club.

"Yaho~~Yu-kun~~!"

As soon as I walked to the school gate, a voice came from behind.

A short-haired girl waved and ran towards Qiu Riyou as if no one was around, causing the students who were going home to turn their heads.

It's no wonder that I used to be so hated.

"Tiannu classmate,"

While complaining in his heart, Qiu Riyou waited for the other party to run to him before turning around and inviting him.

"Together?"

"Of course~~"

The girl was estimated to be less than 1.6 meters tall, with delicate features and a small and exquisite figure. Her short black hair was tied into a small braid, and she had an indescribable vitality, which brought Qiu Riyou a lot of hostile eyes.

Tsk,

Being handsome is also a sin.

"Let's go."

Amid a bunch of vague hostile eyes, the two left the school side by side; they did not go home together, but went to the subway station together.

"Hey, You."

"Today in our class."

On the tram, the girl chattered, telling what happened in the class today, as if she was always full of energy.

In response, Qiu Riyou just smiled and occasionally echoed words like "Oh", "Awesome", "Is that so".

He didn't hate the girl next to him.

After all, those who can be defenseless against him can be regarded as friends.

"We have arrived at Nippori Station. Passengers who want to get off please."

"We have arrived at the station, Tennyu-san."

"You-kun, you should call me Ying!"

"Okay, Tennyu-san~"

"."

Taito District,

Imperial Sakura Girls' School.

More than ten minutes later, Akihi Yuu and Tennyu Ying arrived at this school.

Unlike the public Homi Gakuen located in Adachi District; this is a private girls' school with a 100-year "long" history. Whether it is the school spirit or the management and teaching level, it is very different from the high school where the two are.

In short, it is an "aristocratic school".

"Xiaoyi, this way!"

At the entrance of Imperial Sakura Girls' School, where students are all whispering.

Tennyu Ying still waved her hand full of energy, and her target was a cold girl who was walking towards her.

The other party was wearing the Imperial Sakura Girls' school uniform, with a long black hair hanging behind her. Although her facial features were beautiful, she gave people a feeling of being rejected thousands of miles away. She held her schoolbag in front of her with both hands, pressing down the hem of her skirt. Every step seemed to be measured with a ruler, neither fast nor slow.

Although it was not the first time they had met, a word still emerged in Qiu Riyou's mind:

High Mountain Flower.

In fact, the other party deserved this title.

"Ying,"

Seeing the short-haired girl beside Qiu Riyou, the cold girl walking towards her was like a winter plum blossom, and her shallow smile came from the heart.

"And Qiu Ri, thank you for taking care of Ying."

Qiu Riyou waved his hand as the other party bowed slightly.

"We are just going the same way,"

"That's right, and if you want to talk about taking care, it should be me who takes care of You."

With her hands on her hips, the short-haired girl refuted righteously.

Hey, hey, hey,

The past was the past, and now is now.

"Too slow,"

A crisp voice sounded, causing Qiu Riyou to put down the fingers rubbing his temple.

"Qiong."

In the Royal Sakura Girls' School, another girl also walked straight over.

The girl was petite, with long, smooth hair tied into two long ponytails with two white bows; her skin was so white that it looked a little sickly, and it was not an exaggeration to describe her as sweet and cute. However, after seeing Qiu Riyou, her expression was obviously angry.

No, it should be said that when her eyes swept over Tian Nuying, a subtle hostility flashed across them.

"Sorry, I'm late."

In fact, because he did not participate in club activities, when Akihi Yu arrived here, most of the Imperial Sakura School had just started to leave the school, and there was no such thing as being "late" at all.

But facing this girl, Qiu Riyu smiled and apologized, and the arc of her face softened a lot.

Autumn sky,

His sister.

His parents are dead, he has a sister and a house, which is exactly the standard time traveler template.

"Well, Tenna-san, Nagisa-san, goodbye."

"Yu, see you tomorrow!"

Tiannu Ying, who was full of energy, waved her hand to say goodbye, and then was led by a classmate who was a head taller than her. No, it should be called "Nagisa Yiye", and walked towards a long black car parked outside the school. .

Although Qiu Riyu didn't recognize what kind of car it was, he couldn't hide the 'old money' aura that emanated from him.

No, they were not prepared to hide it: the middle-aged driver in a suit and sunglasses opened the door for the two girls.

At first glance, it looks like the behavior of a big chaebol.

"snort,"

Noticing Qiu Riyou's gaze, Qiu Riqiong beside him snorted coldly.

"What are you looking at? That's something we shouldn't touch."

"Not always,"

After turning around a few steps and catching up with the girl who was leaving alone in a huff, Qiu Riyu thought about it.

"Qiong, if you like——"

"dislike."

"I'm hungry, go home."

———

at the same time,

Adachi Ward, in a garage somewhere.

"Brother Lichuan, please take action, I really can't swallow this breath!"

In the morning, Yamamoto, who was knocked over by Yuu Akira in the toilet with a punch, was bowing 90 degrees to a bald man sitting on a motorcycle wearing a vest and exposing arm tattoos.

"you say."

The bald man rubbed his livid chin,

"What guy lost his parents and just got a bunch of money?"

"Yes!"

Yamamoto nodded vigorously,

"Qiu Riyu's bastard parents traveled abroad a month ago and encountered a traffic accident!"

"Now he is the only one left in his family. No, it is said that he has a younger sister."

"As long as the eldest brother takes action, won't he just hand over the money?"

Yamamoto understood that if he wanted to get these gangsters on the street to take action, he had to actually bring out 'Fukuzawa Yukichi'. Although the current 10,000 banknotes have 'Shibusawa Eiichi' printed on them, But habits formed over decades are not so easy to change.

"Um,"

The bald man known as 'Brother Lichuan' did not agree, but continued to rub his chin.

It wasn't until Yamamoto, who was bowing, was already sweating on his forehead that he spoke slowly.

"Since you recognize me as your elder brother,"

"Of course I have to protect you. Our 'Remnant Tooth Group' is not someone to be bullied."

"Yes Yes!"

"Thank you, Brother Lichuan. Thank you, Brother Lichuan!"

The bald man named "Lichuan" in front of him is just a member of the "Remnant Tooth Group": that is, a "non-staff member", and has not even officially joined the group. But compared to Yamamoto, who is a bully in school, there is no doubt that he is the real "big brother on the road".

"Lead the way, Yamamoto."

The bald man waved his hand, and the other two men with shaved hair and wearing social clothes also stood up from their respective motorcycles.

A student whose parents died and had no other relatives had a compensation fund.

Isn't this a gift from God?