Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

“I have been lost on the wrong path all along, committed many sins, and hurt the people around me.”

“I am such an unforgivable person that I will not beg for your forgiveness.”

"However, I still want to greedily finish my last year here. It's for myself, and also for those who cared about me when I was at my lowest point and hoped that I could come to my senses."

"As atonement for everyone, I will accept your cold looks, your gossip, and all the humiliation you inflict on me, until you are satisfied!"

"So please take good care of me in the coming school year!"

After saying that, she walked off the podium like someone going to her death and sat down without hesitation on the chair that had been secretly smeared with super glue.

"Wait, don't sit down!" A boy with a side-parted hairstyle reached out and stopped her, saying quickly:

"Um... Karasu-kun, let me take you to the equipment room to get a new chair."

This boy is their class monitor. He used to have a good relationship with Karasukawa Saki, but they haven't spoken a word to each other since the "class trial".

The other students looked at the class monitor with reproachful eyes, but the class monitor scratched his head and said hesitantly:

"It's true that Karasu-san did something terrible, but is it really fair for everyone to bully her like this?"

Upon hearing this, some students lowered their heads in shame.

"Thank you, class monitor." Karasu Saki bowed slightly to the class monitor and expressed her gratitude generously, "I am very touched that you are willing to speak up for someone like me."

......

After school, Karasukawa Saki found the classmates who had been extorted by the newspaper club, handed them the pre-packaged money bags, and bowed to apologize to them.

The first few students were alright; they just glanced at her with disdain before taking the money and leaving.

However, the last male student was a tough nut to crack. Seeing Karasukawa Saki's submissive demeanor, he immediately shouted angrily, "Apologizing now?! Do you think I'll forgive you?! Stop pretending to be a good guy!"

In the school corridor, the agitated student pulled out his textbook and slammed it against her head.

The corner of the book pierced her skin, causing a burning pain, and a trickle of blood flowed down Karasu Saki's forehead.

But Karasukawa Saki remained silent, continuing to bow. Her gaze grew increasingly resolute, like that of a predator with its sharp edges fully revealed.

"If violence brings you any relief, please don't hold back." Karasuka Sakifumi, holding her money pouch and ignoring the blood streaming into her eyes, said calmly and respectfully:

"This money is compensation for the losses and emotional distress I caused you in the past. Please accept it no matter what!"

The surrounding students were gradually drawn to the commotion and came over to watch, making the male student look embarrassed.

"Ugh...crazy guy..." the student muttered under his breath, took the money bag, and turned to leave.

......

After conveying her apologies to the victims, Sakifumi Karasukawa felt a great sense of relief.

"After doing all this... will I be stronger inside?" she sighed to herself.

"I was stupid to believe him like that."

She walked to her shoe cabinet and found several students secretly stuffing something into it, probably playing another prank.

Just as Karasu Saki was about to step forward to stop them, a boy stepped forward first and grabbed one of the students' wrists.

"Kyushu...Makoto?!" Karasukawa Sakifumi exclaimed in astonishment.

Kyushu Makoto stared at the students who were playing pranks and scolded them, "Do you know that you are violating school rules?"

"But...this is Karasukawa Sakifumi's shoe locker!" a mischievous student declared confidently.

"You're a victim of the news department too, aren't you? You should stand with us!"

"Who wants to get involved with you?" Kyushu Makoto narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully, "By using such despicable methods to punish 'sinners,' aren't you yourselves becoming 'sinners' who bully your classmates?"

"How dare you... you're such a busybody!" The mischievous classmates, unable to win the argument, could only leave in a huff.

Karasu Saki stepped forward and said to Kyushu Makoto, "Thank you for earlier..."

"I just can't stand it," Kyushu Makoto said with a relaxed laugh. "Am I being a bit nosy?"

"Yeah, so meddlesome and lecturing, spouting endless platitudes, even more long-winded than Grandpa Naofumi!" Karasukawa Saki couldn't help but chuckle, feigning impatience as she remarked.

From now on, I'll just call you "Grandpa Kyushu"~

"Hey, do I look that old?" Kyushu Makoto frowned.

No matter what, the combined age of his two lifetimes is not enough to be called "grandpa".

"Just kidding~" Karasukawa Saki took an envelope out of her pocket and stuffed it into Kyushu Makoto's hand.

When Kyushu Makoto opened the envelope, he found a membership card with the "Karasawa-ya" sign on it.

"Our VIP membership card offers a 50% discount on everything!" Karasu Sakifumi said casually. "This is more useful to you than money, isn't it?"

"Oh, thank you..." Kyushu Makoto gladly accepted it.

“I should be thanking you, Makoto Kyushu.” Sakifumi Karasukawa picked up her schoolbag, tilted her head slightly, and turned to look at him.

"I... had such a long nightmare, thank goodness you woke me up."

Her eyes reflected the crimson glow of the setting sun, and her smile had never been so vivid.

"Now, please watch closely as I change!"

52. The Water Bridge's Thoughts

It has been almost half a month since the incident at the news department, and the various rumors have gradually subsided, with everyone returning to their normal lives.

However, there was an extra person inexplicably accompanying Makoto Kyushu during his lunch on the rooftop.

"Creak—!" The rooftop door was gently pushed open, and Karasu Saki walked in carrying a bento box.

"Karasu-senpai, you're having lunch with us today too..." Suzuki Yuujin greeted her somewhat nervously.

"Having dinner with the 'Queen of News' every day... I never even dared to dream of this before..." Tang Zegui trembled nervously and muttered to himself.

"I'm the school's scapegoat now. Nobody here will welcome me except you guys~" Karasukawa Saki smiled nonchalantly, sitting close to Kyushu Makoto.

"However, this oppressive situation is not bad either, at least it allows me to calmly reflect on myself."

After that day, the two suddenly went from enemies to friends. Seeing that she was all alone, Kyushu Makoto invited her to join his "Rooftop Lunch Team".

In the past, Karasu Sakifumi, the "Queen of News," was someone to be admired from afar and not to be trifled with at school; even exchanging a single word with her would be an honor.

However, Karasukawa Sakifumi's idol image has been shattered. She is now just a pretty girl classmate. The delinquent San and Mizuhashi junior quickly got used to eating with her.

"Do your classmates still bully you?" Kyushu Makoto asked casually.

"Thanks to the class monitor speaking up for me, my classmates have stopped playing pranks on me, but I still can't avoid being isolated." Karasu Saki looked up at the sky and sighed, "I don't know why, but I'm starting to enjoy this feeling."

"Is Karasu-senpai a masochist?" Tang Ze Guijiang muttered under his breath.

Hearing this, Karasu Saki clenched her fists and gave the chubby boy a cold smile: "Then do you want to come and check for yourself whether I am or not?"

"Eek! I...I was wrong!" Sensing the murderous aura emanating from his senior, Tang Zegui immediately shrank back several steps.

"Stop! Don't scare your classmates!" Kyushu Makoto quickly reached out to stop Karasukawa Saki, then turned to the chubby boy and lectured him:

"Tang Ze, you shouldn't be so outspoken when talking to girls."

"I...I know I was wrong." Tang Zegui lowered his head, looking aggrieved.

"Hey~ then let's spare him this time for Kyushu-kun's sake~" Karasukawa Sakiya also resumed her kind smile, sitting upright with her legs together like a lady.

Suddenly, Mizuhashi Eiji, who was eating lunch, trembled and dropped his chopsticks on the ground.

"What's wrong, Mizuhashi-kun?" Kyushu Makoto asked with concern as he sat down next to him.

"Mizuhashi, if you don't want your seniors to get into trouble, you're not allowed to tell them about this!" For some reason, a terrifying voice echoed in Mizuhashi Eiji's mind again.

"No, it's okay!" Mizuhashi smiled absentmindedly and quickly picked up his chopsticks to continue eating his bento.

"Speaking of which, how about we continue the 'Real Man Training' today?" Suzuki Yujin suggested. "Could Karasukawa-senpai come and help out?"

"I think I've heard you mention it before, it's about training to help Mizuhashi improve his masculinity, right?" Karasukawa Saki readily agreed.

“Perfect, I can teach him some sports that require physical coordination.”

At that moment, Mizuhashi, the junior student, whispered, "I'm...sorry, I haven't been feeling really good lately..."

"Huh? What's wrong now?" Takashi Tang asked curiously, "Ever since the class trial, you've seemed a bit listless."

"Probably... my monthly exam results weren't very good, and my parents scolded me~ Haha~" Mizuhashi chuckled sheepishly. "Sorry! I have to study during lunch breaks these days, so please allow me to take my leave!"

"Oh, go ahead." Kyushu Makoto didn't seem to mind and waved goodbye to him.

......

After Mizuhashi left, the three delinquents, having nothing to do, also went for a stroll on the playground, leaving only Kyushu Makoto and Karasukawa Sakifumi on the rooftop.

"You probably noticed it too, right?" Karasukawa Sakifumi asked suddenly after finishing her bento.

"You could tell she had something on her mind?" Kyushu Makoto asked in return.

"No! She's a girl! A girl!" Karasukawa Saki looked at him reproachfully and said anxiously.

"Many of the subconscious behaviors of that guy Shuiqiao are things that only girls would do. And when you talk to him, he seems to deliberately become a little reserved."

"Your insight is truly remarkable. Women really do understand women best." Kyushu Makoto waved his hand helplessly and made a request of her:

"Then you have to keep it a secret from everyone, she doesn't want anyone to know her gender."