Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

Kyushu Makoto asked several more classmates, but none of them were willing to answer his questions.

Left with no other option, Kyushu Makoto could only take out his phone and take a picture of Mizuhashi's seat as evidence before leaving with his student ID.

Upon arriving at the rooftop, Kyushu Makoto showed the photos to the three rogues.

Genji Takatsuki snorted coldly and said, "No need to guess, this kid must have been bullied."

"After all, no one would deliberately dirty their own desk out of personal hobby, right?" Tang Zegui stroked his chin and nodded in agreement: "It must be someone else's prank."

"Is this desk the one that junior classmate had yesterday?" Suzuki Yuji suddenly remembered what happened in PE class yesterday and asked curiously.

“I have a pretty good feeling about it. He was bullied in the equipment room yesterday.” Kyushu Makoto was still unsure why the name and gender on the student ID did not match that of the junior, but he was certain that the junior was being bullied at school.

“That makes sense, Kyushu-kun.” Suzuki Yuujin nodded. “That junior is in a very bad situation right now.”

“In that case, I intend to help him.” Kyushu Makoto took a deep breath, stood up resolutely, and asked, “Would you like to come and help?”

"Oh! Of course I'll come! I've already turned over a new leaf!" Tang Zegui, who had become a devoted fan of Kyushu Makoto, immediately expressed his loyalty.

"We're clearly the 'third generation of delinquents,' yet we're supposed to start helping our classmates?" Suzuki Yuujin sighed awkwardly, but still agreed.

"Alright, count me in~ Thinking about this junior's situation makes me feel a little guilty about my past behavior."

"Hmph, whatever makes you happy." Genji Takatsuki nodded with a hint of arrogance.

After thinking for a moment, Kyushu Makoto planned, "After school today, let's meet at the entrance of Class 2, Grade 1 and ask that 'Mizuhashi Eiji' classmate to come out and have a chat."

……

After school, Kyushu Makoto immediately grabbed his schoolbag and ran to the first-year floor—he was afraid that his junior, Mizuhashi, was the type who would rush home as soon as school was over, and he was afraid that if he was a step too late, he wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

Arriving at the entrance of Class 2, Grade 1 again, Kyushu Makoto indeed saw the short junior in the corner seat.

However, Mizuhashi was clearly in trouble. Two male classmates surrounded his desk, smirking and saying something to him, and occasionally waving their fists in front of him to intimidate him.

As for Mizuhashi, he remained silent, head down, huddled in his seat, clearly bullied and looking pitiful.

"Wait for me, Kyushu-kun!" The three rogues arrived shortly afterward and happened to witness the scene as well.

"Kyushu-kun...is that Mizuhashi?" Suzuki Yuuji asked in a low voice.

He had barely opened his mouth when he noticed that Kyushu Makoto's brows were furrowed, forming a deep frown, clearly indicating extreme anger.

Kyushu Makoto pushed open the classroom door, walked in with a fierce look in his eyes, and went straight to Mizuhashi's seat.

"Excuse me, are you Mizuhashi Eiji?" Kyushu Makoto ignored the two bad students and asked the junior who had his head down.

The junior looked up and saw Makoto Kyushu, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Yes...yes..." the short junior nodded awkwardly.

Two troublemakers nearby were annoyed and arrogantly asked, "Hey! Who are you? What are you doing barging into our classroom?"

"I am the father who brought you back to life," Kyushu Makoto said coldly, not even bothering to look at the two bad students.

"Huh? What did you say? I'll beat you up!" Provoked like this, a bad student immediately got angry and raised his fist to punch him.

Just then, the delinquent San also burst into the classroom.

"Hey hey~ Are you guys going to beat up your classmates at school?" Tang Zegui turned on his phone's camera, pointed the lens at them, and said in a smug tone:

"Besides, he's your senior, so you should think twice before you act~"

The entire class, including the two bad students, turned around in surprise and stared at them.

"Hey! Who are you? Don't just barge into our classroom!"

A bad student angrily rushed forward, trying to snatch Tang Zeqi's phone, but was stopped by Takatsuki Genji, who was 1.8 meters tall.

"We're the student council's secret disciplinary action committee members!" Suzuki Yuujin blurted out in a moment of quick thinking, "I advise you to be more polite, or you'll get into trouble!"

"The student council's secret disciplinary action committee member...?" Upon hearing this title, the two troublemakers simultaneously revealed expressions of fear.

Although they had never heard of this position before, and it was something Suzuki Yujin made up on the spot, the name "student council" was very well-known.

Schools in Wano Country generally have a strict, implicit hierarchy. For example, members of the student council and popular sports clubs are considered superior, and lower-grade students are expected to have absolute respect and obedience to upper-grade students.

If you rashly confront a classmate of a higher "social class," it is tantamount to challenging the existing order of the school, and you will be regarded as an outcast by the larger group, and suffer ostracism and retaliation.

"Damn it... I'll let it go for today!" The bad students glared at Mizuhashi Eiji and walked away defiantly.

After temporarily driving away the two troublemakers, Kyushu Makoto looked at Mizuhashi, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, and said:

"Mizuhashi-kun, would you mind chatting with us for a bit?"

Mizuhashi glanced timidly at Kyushu Makoto a few times, his lips moving with difficulty, seemingly very resistant.

But after a moment of internal struggle, he reluctantly nodded and whispered as if a mosquito had rung:

"OK…"

19. Mizuhashi shouldn't be bullied.

Led by Kyushu Makoto and the three rogues, Mizuhashi junior left the school with them.

"Um...senior, where are you taking me?" Mizuhashi Eiji asked anxiously, fiddling with the buttons on his chest.

Although these four senior students helped him out of trouble twice, Mizuhashi Eiji still couldn't fully trust them.

After all, these upperclassmen didn't look like good people—Suzuki Yuujin had dyed his hair yellow, Takatsuki Genji was 1.8 meters tall with a slicked-back hairstyle, and Karasawa Takasho was a very fierce fat man.

As for Kyushu Makoto, he looks very kind and is not very tall, but he is obviously the leader of the four, and may be a ruthless character who might pull out a fruit knife from his pocket and stab someone at any time.

“We’d like to talk to you at a nearby restaurant.” Kyushu Makoto smiled slightly, trying to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

"Excuse me, do you have any club activities or part-time jobs planned for Mizuhashi-kun?"

“I…I didn’t…” Mizuhashi Eiji answered softly, his head bowed.

“If you don’t mind, let’s go to that restaurant,” Kyushu Makoto suggested, pointing to a family-run restaurant next to the school.

The four entered the restaurant and found a large table to sit down.

Since it wasn't peak dining time yet, there were only a few customers in the restaurant. Since we weren't too hungry, we only ordered one afternoon tea set for two to reserve seats for the time being.

During peak hours, doing this would definitely get you kicked out by the waiter. But since there weren't many customers around, the waiter didn't care.

"Um...senior students...thank you so much for helping me." Mizuhashi Eiji rubbed his legs together, his hands resting obediently on his knees, looking very nervous: "What do you want to ask me?"

Kyushu Makoto stared at his junior for a moment, then asked directly, "Were you being bullied?"

Upon hearing this, the petite junior, Mizuhashi, paused for a moment, his eyes gradually losing their luster.

"Hey...you're being way too direct, aren't you?" Suzuki Yuujin, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and whispered a reminder:

"Tokyoites need to learn how to have conversations; they shouldn't start by poking at other people's sore spots!"

"That's true..."

It's not that Kyushu Makoto is bad at conversation; it's just that when it comes to serious topics, he always adheres to the principle of "direct and straightforward" conversation, never beating around the bush.

However, this crude way of chatting is clearly not "Tokyo" and could easily scare the people here.

"Um... I'm sorry." Kyushu Makoto apologized decisively, his tone softening slightly.

"Actually, after I met you in the equipment room yesterday, I became very concerned about your situation, so I wanted to help you."

"We're the student council's secret disciplinary action committee members, so we have to take strong measures when we encounter bad things like this!" Suzuki Yuujin crossed his arms and struck a cool smile.

"What secret unit does the student council have? And what committee member did you just make up?" Tang Zegui scratched his head in confusion.

"You fatso, don't sabotage me when I'm showing off!" Suzuki Yujin was immediately enraged and gave the chubby boy a chop to the head.

"Huh? You dare call me fatso?" Tang Zegui was also enraged and immediately retaliated with a chop to the neck.

"Take this! Shadow Clone Cross Slash!"

"Damn it! So you watch Raikage too? Fire Release: Burning Relic Blade!"

"Rebound! Wind Release: Nano Yo-Yo!"

The two inexplicably started a chuunibyou (delusional) duel in the restaurant. Takatsuki Genji couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed them by the back of their collars to separate them.

"Don't embarrass yourself here!" Takatsuki Genji shouted angrily, and the two could only lower their heads and admit their mistakes, looking dejected.

However, after this commotion, the usually reserved junior, Mizuhashi, couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh; my friend is a bit unreliable." Kyushu Makoto began to say something to ease the atmosphere:

"But look, although they look a bit fierce, they are all just ordinary students, no different from you."

Perhaps because he had relaxed, Mizuhashi Eiji nodded slightly and said, "Um..."

You're right, I've been bullied since I started school.

"If it's not too much trouble, could you tell me the details?" Kyushu Makoto's eyes lit up, and he continued to press for answers.

"Yes, I will tell the upperclassmen the truth, after all, they are trying to help me." After hesitating for a moment, Mizuhashi Eiji finally mustered up the courage to begin recalling:

"Actually... I think it's because I've had a hobby of writing light novels since middle school. I'm not very sociable, so people often tease me, calling me a shut-in. When I got to high school, I tried my best to hide my hobby and integrate into the class... but... my classmates still found out..."

After saying a few words, Mizuhashi Eiji gradually showed a sad expression, as if he didn't want to continue.

"Writing light novels, and being seen as an otaku...?" Suzuki Yuujin looked at him with pity: "It is indeed a hobby that makes you easy to be bullied."

"Furthermore, Mizuhashi is quite timid and seems a bit effeminate," Karasawa Kishou commented sharply. "A shut-in student like you is the kind of person who's easily bullied."