Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

Kyushu Makoto immediately became alert and asked, "Good afternoon, Professor Etori. May I ask what is it?"

"Don't be nervous~ It's just about the club." Teacher Jiangniao squinted her eyes and smiled kindly.

"Excluding students with special health conditions and those who have already registered with the school for after-school work, our class's club participation rate is currently 92%. That means you are one of only two students in the class who haven't joined any clubs."

Kyushu Makoto thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Then he looked troubled, scratched his head, and explained, "But... teacher, you know my family situation. I need to work after school."

“Eh~ I know.” Teacher Jiang Niao nodded, but continued, “But you didn’t register your part-time job information with the school, so in the school’s eyes, you are still a member of the ‘Going Home Department’.”

Wano Country encourages students to work part-time, and many parents deliberately don't give their children pocket money, requiring them to earn money to buy all luxuries. Of course, some students from impoverished families also supplement their family income by working after school.

However, there are also complicated rules for working while studying. For example, you cannot work in casinos or entertainment venues, there are limits on the number of hours you can work each week, you cannot work after 10 p.m., and you must register with the school.

As a poor student with no relatives or friends, Kyushu Makoto would certainly have to rely on part-time jobs after school to make a living. However, he had never registered with the school, which must have been due to some unspeakable reason.

Sensing Kyushu Makoto's thoughts, Teacher Jiangiao chuckled and said, "I know you have your reasons, Kyushu-kun, and I won't make things difficult for you. But I still hope you can join a club, even if it's just as a nominal membership."

"Is it to... increase the class's club participation rate?" Kyushu Makoto asked tentatively.

“That’s one aspect, I suppose.” Teacher Jiang’s eyes were gentle and full of goodwill. “I’m mainly worried about Kyushu. If you don’t register your part-time job information with the school and don’t participate in clubs, the school might send someone to investigate you.”

"So that's why you came to talk to me and remind me to avoid trouble?" Kyushu Makoto met his teacher's eyes, his tone gradually softening: "Eton-sensei, you are truly a good teacher."

"Haha, Kyushu-kun, you're so good with words! You seem much more cheerful than before~" Teacher Jiangniao covered her mouth and laughed, then raised her fair wrist to look at her watch and said, "Sorry for taking up your break time, I hope you can find a suitable club soon!"

05. Let's get to the club activities!

"I've already spoken to Ms. Etori." After school, Kyushu Makoto and the three rogues held a meeting on the rooftop:

"She is a very good teacher, at least on the surface."

“Impossible! She clearly said some terrible things to us that day…” Tang Zegui recalled carefully, “And her eyes were so cold, so scary! I will never forget it!”

"Hmph, I told you she's a hypocritical scumbag. You've all been completely fooled." Takatsuki Genji said with his arms crossed, looking annoyed. Judging from his anxious expression, he probably wanted to get home as soon as possible.

"So we'll put our plan into action tomorrow and find out more about her." Kyushu Makoto sighed.

"I sincerely hope she is a good teacher, otherwise I have to admit that she is a superb actress."

"Shall we call it a day then?" Suzuki Yuujin suggested.

"I want to go home early to play games. I just bought 'The Mysterious Chronicles of the Gods 8' recently."

"Hey, hey, haven't you finished the game yet?" Tang Zegui complained impatiently. "Didn't you say you'd finish it yesterday and then lend it to me to play?"

"I've been grinding for the max level of 'Yukino Mafuyu' lately, preparing to tackle the hidden challenge stages. Just wait a few more days~" Suzuki Yuujin explained.

"Wait a minute, I need your help." Kyushu Makoto clapped his hands to get their attention and asked, "Do you know what 'club registration' is?"

"Oh, it's basically just having your name listed in an obscure club, but not actually participating in any activities. That way, the school won't see you as part of the 'homecoming club,' and you won't get into trouble with teachers or the student council," Suzuki Yuuji explained.

"Your Excellency is affiliated with the Law Research Club, and I am affiliated with the Light Music Club; both are niche clubs. Brother Yuan is affiliated with the Baseball Club because he was a key player on his junior high school baseball team."

"The Legal Research Club was originally a small club that was on the verge of being disbanded," Takashi Karasawa explained. "Because I just happened to be able to make up the minimum number of members for the club, the club president made an exception and let me join, but I don't have to participate in any club activities."

"Hey, that sounds like really useful campus survival knowledge~" Makoto Kyushu looked at him with admiration: "Do you guys have any club recommendations?"

Yuji Suzuki took out his phone, opened the campus forum, and showed a post to Makoto Kyushu:

"The Comic Club, the Paranormal Research Club, and the Afternoon Nap Club. These three clubs are all on the verge of being disbanded and urgently need to recruit members. They would definitely welcome you to join their ranks!"

"They all sound good." Kyushu Makoto thought for a moment, "But are there any other options?"

Although he was just nominally joining the club, Makoto Kyushu had his own aspirations.

One of the key principles of the "unrestricted fighting technique" he learned in his previous life was to legally and reasonably carry weapons with him.

For example, his adoptive father specifically obtained an auto repair certificate so that he could carry a large wrench with him and help people repair cars at any time.

Several of his senior classmates also worked as construction workers so that they could carry screwdrivers, pickaxes, and other hardware tools with them to repair houses for others at any time.

So Kyushu Makoto was wondering if he could legally and reasonably carry any weapons on his person under the pretext of being a "member of the organization".

In other words, if he pulls out a weapon and gets into a fight, can he explain to the police that he was carrying a weapon because he is a member of a certain club at school?

Clearly, none of the three clubs Suzuki proposed were suitable.

If you want to be simple and straightforward, the kendo club and the baseball club are both good choices. One allows you to carry a bamboo sword, and the other allows you to carry a baseball bat—both are legal weapons.

However, both of these clubs are quite popular sports clubs, so they definitely wouldn't let him be listed as an affiliated member. Besides, in Wano Country, carrying a bamboo sword and a baseball bat could easily lead to him being mistaken for a delinquent and causing unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, in Tokyo, where the rainy season is frequent, a steel-framed umbrella is the most discreet and legal long weapon.

"Speaking of nominal clubs, I remember one called the 'Humanity Observation Department'," Tang Zegui recalled, as if remembering something.

"That club currently only has three or four members, but it's said that the current president's father is one of the school's major financial backers, so they made an exception and allowed her to establish the club."

"Humanity Observation Department? What does that do?" Makoto Kyushu asked curiously.

"It's said that they constantly cause trouble for students from other clubs, then observe and record their embarrassing reactions, euphemistically calling it 'studying human weaknesses,'" Tang Zegui pondered.

"I heard that their club activities are very few, and you only need to report once or twice a week."

"What the hell?! What kind of 'League of Fun' is this?!" Kyushu Makoto felt a chill run down his spine and quickly shook his head in rejection: "No way, no way!"

In his previous life, Kyushu Makoto frequently surfed the internet, visiting well-known entertainment websites such as "Shinjin Emperor Forum," "Zuan Top Scholar List," and "Cyber ​​Geisha Club" to improve his mental fortitude and taunting skills in actual combat.

After years of arduous study, he finally grasped a life philosophy: stay away from people who indulge in pleasure.

Because if you spend too much time with people who are good at making fun of others, you'll eventually become their fun too.

Therefore, he would never join this club, which sounded like it was full of people who just wanted to have fun.

"Hmph, how about you join the art club? That club is about to disband anyway," Takatsuki Genji suggested impatiently. "It's a pity it's all girls, you'll definitely think it's effeminate."

"An art company?" Makoto Kyushu suddenly became interested. "What does that do?"

"It's probably something like paper cutting..." Suzuki Yuujin shrugged and sighed.

"Because it is a very niche art form, it is overshadowed by established art clubs such as the 'Manga Club' and 'Painting Club,' and it is impossible to recruit anyone."

"Wait... paper cutting?" Kyushu Makoto caught the key word, his eyes lighting up: "That means they know how to use scissors?"

"Yeah, why are you suddenly so excited?" Takatsuki Genji was bewildered: "Is it because they're all girls?"

"I'll go check it out now, see you tomorrow!" Kyushu Makoto immediately slung his backpack over his shoulder and left the rooftop without looking back.

......

According to the student council's club notice board, Makoto Kyushu finally found the art club's classroom.

This activity room was converted from a storage room under the stairs, so it is very small, and you can still see crisscrossing water pipes and wires on the walls.

Four girls sat around a large table. Some were listlessly cutting paper, while others were simply playing on their phones.

"Tenkai-chan said she was going to quit the club and join the basketball club," a girl said casually.

"Huh? Does that mean our club will only have four people left?" Another girl slumped dejectedly onto the table. "Oh dear! We'll have to be downgraded to a hobby club!"

"It's because the senior she likes is in the basketball club," another girl suggested. "Anyway, should we try to get someone else involved?"

"Sigh, who would join our club... The manga club next door is much more appealing..." The girl who seemed to be the club president lamented, "The club that my senior entrusted to me... Is this finally coming to an end?"

dong dong dong-

The girls were having a pessimistic discussion when Makoto Kyushu suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

"Excuse me, everyone." Kyushu Makoto looked at the four girls and got straight to the point: "I heard your club is short-staffed. May I ask if I can sign up?"

As if seeing a hero appear, the female minister immediately rushed forward, grabbed his hand, and shook it vigorously: "Really? Is it really possible? You're such a savior!"

"Wow! That means we don't have to abolish the department!" A very burly girl raised her hand and cheered.

“Wait a minute, isn’t ‘oh’ an interjection used by sports clubs?” another girl complained, though she also had a happy smile on her face.

After filling out the club application form, Kyushu Makoto asked, "Your main activity is paper cutting, right?"

"Yes, paper cutting is one of our specialties. Last year, we were even in charge of making paper-cut decorations for the school festival!" The female club president puffed out her chest with a bit of pride.

Kyushu Makoto picked up the scissors on the table and weighed them in his hand. The scissors used by this club were made of plastic, but the tips were very sharp; with a little force, they could pierce human skin.

Moreover, in Wano Country, these art-style plastic scissors are not considered controlled knives, and carrying them is not illegal, which pleased Makoto Kyushu.

"It's quite a coincidence, I know a little about paper cutting." Kyushu Makoto picked up another piece of red colored paper and began to cut it skillfully.

In his previous life, Kyushu Makoto had learned paper-cutting art from a senior brother, and he was responsible for cutting the paper window decorations for the martial arts school every Lunar New Year.

Fifteen minutes later, Kyushu Makoto cut out an exquisite Chinese-style window sticker with a goldfish pattern.

The four girls were stunned. The female department head, her face flushed with excitement, screamed, "Kyushu-kun is amazing! This is already at the level of a professional craftsman!"

"If there are any necessary club activities in the future, please let me know so I can participate. Otherwise, I won't be present at the club." Kyushu Makoto slung his backpack over his shoulder, preparing to leave. "I really like the club's scissors. Can I take some with me?"

From now on, I'll be a member of the art club who loves paper-cutting. It's reasonable for me to carry art scissors with me when I go out, right?

"Hi! Of course, no problem! Please feel free to use the scissors here, Kyushu-kun. We have plenty of funds!" The female minister was overjoyed and didn't care about such a small amount of money.

"Great! Let's protect the Scissors Club... Art Club together, everyone!" Kyushu Makoto clenched his fist and gave a thumbs-up, stuffed a few pairs of scissors into his pocket, and left the club.

06. Tokyo Gensokyo

After leaving school, Makoto Kyushu entered a nearby subway station and headed to his part-time job.

Poor guys like Makoto Kyushu, who have no parents, no house, and no inheritance, have to work every day to make ends meet, and sometimes even have to work overtime.