I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 9 A deskmate with low self-esteem
  "Atobe-san, what's wrong with you?"

Maybe he didn't expect someone to take the initiative to talk to him. Zongsuke's deskmate responded to him in a panic, like a frightened little rabbit.

If Sousuke, who is now essentially the uncle's soul, has a cheerfulness level of eight, then the original person's cheerfulness before being transported was three, while Sousuke's deskmate probably only had one.

He is one of those super-marginal people who, unless something unexpected happens, no one will care about him throughout high school.

Zongsuke showed a gentle smile to her: "After all, we have been at the same table for two years. We are friends, right?"

friend.?

Yotsuba Saki stared blankly at Atobe Sousuke, her eyes slightly widened under her black-rimmed glasses.

The spotlight has already become on everyone's eyes, and it seems that Zongsuke will soon become the central figure in the class and even the school.

Do you actually consider her a friend?
  Just when she was about to open her mouth to speak, she met Zongsuke's sparkling eyes and immediately lowered her head. Her hands couldn't help but pull the skirt between her thighs, twisting them subconsciously. She looked quite nervous.

Sousuke did not force her, but gently waited for the girl's answer.

"Yes. We are friends."

After a long time, a crisp sound as thin as the sound of a mosquito came into Zongsuke's ears.

Take it easy.

This SSR is already in my pocket.

With an adult soul and an appearance that is very lethal to the opposite sex, Sousuke easily takes control of the relationship between the two parties.

A smile appeared on Zongsuke's lips and he looked at the entry status of his deskmate.

[Facing difficulties: being entangled by bad female classmates and gangsters]

[Current status: I have friends! ? 】

Good guy, if I come later, will this SSR be intercepted?

With the conditions and character of my deskmate, do I really want to run into those bad guys and gangsters, and not be allowed to be manipulated at will?

First like this, then like that, and finally it gets ruined.

But, it’s okay!

Because I'm here!

Zongsuke put away his smile and looked at his deskmate seriously.

His serious expression made Yotsuba Saki couldn't help but shrink back, her whole body was a little panicked, and tears almost overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

[Current status: Sousuke seems to be angry! 】

[Current status: Maybe I pissed him off]

[Current status: Sure enough, how can I be worthy of such a friend. 】

This girl has a serious low self-esteem.

Zongsuke sighed and changed his gentle expression: "Yoshiba, don't worry, I'm not angry, I just want you to listen to one of my requests, okay?"

[Current status: He is not angry! Very good! 】

Yotsubasa nodded frantically, tears finally blooming from the corners of her eyes.

Zongsuke smiled and whispered: "I saw you in contact with those bad girls before. They are all bad boys. Can you promise me that you will not have contact with them in the future, and you will not listen to any of their requests?"

He felt that beating around the bush would only make this fragile female classmate think wrong. It would be better to be more direct and forceful, and let her follow his instructions.

Yotsuba Saki nodded quickly, looking at Sousuke with eyes shining with trust.

But then, a faint sadness appeared on her face.

Zongsuke immediately looked at her entry again - don't guess what the girl is thinking, just cheat if you can.

[Current status: How should I tell them? 】 I see.

Zongsuke sighed and said with a smile: "Well, after school today, I and you will go and make it clear to those female delinquents so that they will stop pestering you in the future."

SSR disciples must not allow any mistakes!
  Yotsuba Saki nodded immediately.

[Current status: Great, Atobe-san looks like he can read minds]

Girl, congratulations, you guessed it right.

Sousuke raised his eyebrows and looked at the peaceful smile on the corner of Yotsuba Saki's lips who had calmed down, and he couldn't help but smile too.

As nine o'clock approaches, the classrooms of Class 2 and Class 3 are becoming more and more crowded and noisy.

Then everyone fell silent after a short, fat figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

It was a middle-aged man with a serious face and glasses. His Mediterranean hairstyle indicated that he had given up on treatment for his baldness.

Class teacher - Yuki Maehara.

He walked straight into the classroom and came to the podium, and announced something crisply.

"Dear students, I would like to take a few minutes before class to say something. I received a notice from the school over the weekend - because a large number of students chose to join the Homecoming Club in order to avoid participating in club activities, the school decided to adjust the membership requirements for the Homecoming Club. , starting from today, all students who cannot produce the required 'certificate of going home early to join a tutoring institution after school' will automatically withdraw from the club, and these students who withdraw will be required to choose a new club before school this afternoon."

As soon as his words came out, at least a third of the students in the entire class let out a sigh.

It is indeed the most popular club selected by Japanese high school students.

The power of the Homecoming Club is so terrifying.

Atobe Sousuke noticed that his deskmate Yotsuba Saki also lowered his head in depression.

Obviously, this marginalized girl is also a member of the Homecoming Club.

The class teacher didn't care about the students' opinions. He just calmly nodded to a girl sitting in the front row: "Mifune Yumi, please collect the list of all the homecoming students who cannot provide proof and the new clubs they intend to sign up for, and give it to me before noon. .”

After saying that, he left the classroom directly.

The bell rang at the right time, and the teacher entered the classroom on time.

This is the beginning of Sousuke's first class after traveling through time.

With the memory of his predecessor, he didn't know about other high schools. Anyway, the Hefeng Private High School where Sousuke attended normally had six normal classes every day.

Classes start at 8:40 in the morning, and each class lasts about fifty minutes. After the four classes in the morning, there is a lunch break at 12:30.

In the afternoon, classes start at 1:30, and after two classes, the day ends at 3:30, and then each student participates in club activities.

It is said that in the third semester of my sophomore year of high school, I will start having four classes on Saturday mornings.

That's right, Japanese high schools have three semesters, and correspondingly, they have three long vacations - winter vacation, spring vacation and summer vacation.

Zongsuke made a fair and impartial evaluation from the perspective of two generations.

Regardless of extracurricular tutoring and other content, we have to admit the humane aspects of school hours and holiday arrangements.

Japan has implemented happiness education very deeply.

Fifty minutes later, the first class ended. In the eyes of everyone, the girl who had been assigned a task by the class teacher before class stood on the stage, holding a notebook in her hand.

She is not tall, has a delicate appearance, big eyes that are sparkling and full of vitality. Her short hair, which is less than the length of her shoulders, hangs down naturally. She has a short braid on the top of her left side. She looks particularly cute.

It would not be inconsistent to say that she is a junior high school student.

The monitor of Class 3, Grade 2, Yumi Mifune.

"Dear students in the Homecoming Department, you should still remember what Teacher Maehara said just now. I have compiled a simple form here. Please come and sign it~" She spoke in a clear voice and full of energy. The notebook in her hand was held high and waved, and her small body seemed to contain infinite energy.

Zongsuke looked at the shiny purple entry above her head, with a smile on his lips.

That's right, he discovered when he entered the classroom that in his class of less than thirty people, there was actually one gold and one purple at the same time!
  (End of this chapter)