Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 9 New Internship Location

Monday, 7am.

Yang Liu, who was originally fast asleep, opened her eyes without warning, her upper body jumped up from the floor, and she looked towards the door vigilantly.

Ding dong.

A few seconds later, the doorbell rang and Yang Liu had already put on her clothes.

"Who?"

While walking towards the door, Yang Liu picked up the kitchen knife next to him and asked in a slightly raised voice with caution.

In places like Danchi Building, the building materials used are naturally the most common ones, without any sound insulation effect. If you raise your voice a little, people outside can hear it.

"Is Senior Liu here? It's me. Professor Miyamoto asked me to help you deliver the necessary documents." A gentle voice came from outside the door.

Hearing the voice, Yang Liu's eyelids twitched, but he still put down the kitchen knife and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a young woman in a kimono, with long black hair falling naturally like a waterfall and smiling eyes that made her look like a fox.

"Good morning, Chida-san."

Yang Liu looked down at the woman in front of him. His eyes seemed to be looking directly at her, but in fact he was observing the situation around him with his peripheral vision.

"Oh, Senior Liu is so formal. Just call me Jiangzuko." Chida Jiangzuko covered the lower half of her face with a few documents in her hands and smiled.

"Okay, Qiantian." Yang Liu was unmoved by her teasing.

In Japan, out of politeness, ordinary colleagues and classmates usually only address each other by their surnames. Calling each other by their first names would seem very intimate.

The woman in front of him, Chida Ezuko, is also a student of Professor Miyamoto. She is one year younger than Yang Liu and can be considered a great beauty.

More importantly, Ezuko Chida's last name is "Chida".

To foreigners, this surname may not be as well-known as "Toyota" or "Mitsubishi", but it is still well-known in Japan.

As a capitalist country, almost all imaginable public facilities in Japan are actually controlled by businesses.

The current representative director of Japan Post is Tetsuya Chida.

The so-called director actually means the president or chairman of the board. In Japan, it refers to the highest leader of a company or society and the legal representative of the company.

Simply put, Japan Post is the property of the Chida family.

This family monopolized the delivery of all letters, greeting cards and the issuance of stamps in Japan. If it weren't for the sudden rise of TA-Q-BIN, they would probably have monopolized the delivery of goods in and outside Japan.

It can be said that more than half of Japan's logistics are controlled by the Senda family.

Giants like the Chida family are absolutely at the top in Japan. It can even be said that the country of Japan itself was built with the support of their industries.

With a status like Chida Ezuko's, it would not be an exaggeration to call her a princess in ancient times.

She is a genuine white, rich and beautiful woman, the kind that if you marry her you will have to work less for ten lifetimes.

So even at the University of Tokyo, where talented people abound, Chida Etsuko stands out. I wonder how many people have set their sights on her.

Because of this, Yang Liu, who was favored by Chida Ezuko, was also implicated and encountered a lot of trouble.

"Oh, that's so sad. I brought the information to you immediately after seeing Professor Miyamoto's email." Hearing the distant tone in Yang Liu's voice, Chida Etsuko immediately showed tears in her eyes, and her tone was full of melancholy.

Yang Liu felt like goose bumps were about to fall off her back, but she still cleared her throat, adjusted her emotions, and made her tone as gentle as possible:
"I'm sorry, Chida-san. I'm really sorry to bother you... What kind of information is this?"

"Professor Miyamoto should have sent you the email. Didn't you read it?"

Hearing Yang Liu's tone soften, Chida Etsuko laughed like a fox. Her ability to change her face was truly a unique skill.

Yang Liu blinked, took out her cell phone, opened her email, and immediately saw the email from Professor Miyamoto at the top of the list.

I glanced at the time and saw that it was sent at 2 a.m. this morning. No wonder I didn't know about it.

Yang Liu opened the email and took a quick look at it, her brows unconsciously furrowed.

Professor Miyamoto said two things in the email.

First of all, because there was an urgent academic conference to attend, Professor Seiichi Miyamoto flew to the United States early this morning and is expected to return to Japan in three to six months.

The second is about Yang Liu’s graduation extension. Since his graduation was extended due to his unsatisfactory internship, according to school regulations, Yang Liu needs to do another round of internship after completing relevant procedures this year.

However, due to Yang Liu's notoriety of being complained by three consecutive psychological counseling clinics, Professor Miyamoto said that he could not find a psychological counseling clinic willing to accept him, so before he left, he could only ask his old friend to arrange an internship for him.

Because that old friend was the principal of a school in his hometown, the internship required Yang Liu to work as a psychological counselor at that school for one year.

"The internship location is... Fukuoka? So far away?!"

The Japanese mainland is mainly composed of four large islands. Tokyo is on Honshu Island, and Kyushu Island where Fukuoka is located is separated from Honshu Island by Shikoku.

With such a long distance, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is exile.

"There's nothing I can do. After all, you're pretty famous now, and few psychologists around Tokyo dare to hire you." Chida Etsuko replied with a smile.

Yang Liu closed her eyes helplessly after hearing this, and then thought of another question:
"But...are there any positions for psychological counselors in Japanese schools?"

"If you ask me, all the schools I've attended have them." Chida Ezuko stretched out her finger and tapped her chin as she thought, "But I heard that public schools don't seem to have this position."

"Ah... damn rich people."

Yang Liu reached out and took the information from Chida Ezuko's hand and looked through it, and saw the name of the school - Fukuoka Municipal Noko Elementary School.

"It's a municipal school. There shouldn't be such a position there."

Schools in Japan are divided into three types: public, national and private. There is no need to explain the origins of public and private schools. The so-called public schools actually refer to schools built by the local municipal government or even district government.

There is no doubt that a school like this naturally cannot have any very good resources.

Chida Jiangzi stood on tiptoe and took a peek at the document in Yang Liu's hand: "Maybe this is a new position specially created by the principal because of the professor's request?"

"Haha...it's really an honor."

Yang Liu laughed dryly twice, then decisively closed the door: "Well, Qiantian classmate, thank you very much for coming to help me deliver the documents so early in the morning. You should have experiments to do, so I won't disturb you."

"Need not……"

Bang!

(End of this chapter)