Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

"By the way, Mizuhashi, you'll be coming for the 'Real Man Training' tomorrow too, right?" Takasho Tangze asked again.

Suzuki Yuujin gently patted his head, reminding him helplessly, "You idiot... she's a girl, why are you doing 'real man training'?"

"Ah! Then we'll have nothing to do at noon?" Tang Zegui asked, rubbing his head. "We can't just eat; we need some entertainment, right?"

At this moment, Karasukawa Sakifumi suggested, "Why don't we help Mizuhashi-senpai review light novels?"

"Oh, that's a great idea!" Kyushu Makoto suddenly agreed, "Doesn't Mizuhashi really enjoy writing light novels? If we can help her achieve something in her favorite field, it will definitely help build her confidence!"

"...Is it really okay?" Eiji Mizuhashi asked timidly, "My writing is terrible...it will cause trouble for the upperclassmen..."

"I've written quite a few reports in the news department, and my grades in Japanese class are pretty good too~" Karasu Saki pointed to herself: "With my guidance, you'll definitely make a breakthrough!"

"Oh! After we deal with those two students, our lunch break activity will be 'Mizuhashi-kun's Light Novel Review'!" Tang Zegui chimed in.

Looking at the smiles of his seniors, Eiji Mizuhashi felt a spring of hope welling up again in his withered heart.

Tears of gratitude welled up in his eyes: "I am extremely grateful that my seniors are willing to help me!"

Then she looked at Makoto Kyushu, a barely perceptible blush creeping onto her cheeks:

"And... Senior Kyushu... thank you for not abandoning someone like me."

56. Private tutoring by a senior student

The next day at noon, Makoto Kyushu was invited by Sakifumi Karasukawa to an abandoned activity room.

A moment later, Karasu Saki walked into the activity room carrying a stack of books and then slammed them onto the table.

"What are these?" Makoto Kyushu picked up a book with the title "An Analysis of School Violence and Collective Psychology".

"To be honest, I wrote a column about 'school bullying' last year." Karasuka Saki picked up a book and turned to a labeled page:

"This column was eventually stopped by the school, but I did do a lot of research on it."

Kyushu Makoto casually flipped through a few pages, then put the book down with some confusion: "But what am I supposed to do with this? Shouldn't we be thinking about how to teach those two juniors a lesson?"

Karasukawa Saki sighed inexplicably: "To be honest, I suspect you're not even from Wano Country, Kyushu-kun~"

"What do you mean?" Kyushu Makoto frowned warily.

“Wano Country has always had a deep-rooted collectivist culture, which can be simply put as ‘obeying the majority’ and ‘reading the air’.” Karasukawa Sakifumi rested her chin on her hand, curiously examining his face:

"But I see absolutely no trace of collectivism in you, Kyushu-kun. You're practically the kind of crazy person who can't read the room, doesn't fit in, and just does whatever you want."

“I heard from Koizumi that in order to curb violence in the class, you chose to fight against the whole class by yourself and threatened all the students by secretly filming videos.”

“You completely trample on the concept of ‘collective’ and want the ‘majority’ to obey you.”

Kyushu Makoto shook his head and argued, "They're the ones who're wrong; I'm just correcting them."

"So, Kyushu-kun really is a very 'unfriendly country'~" Karasukawa Saki couldn't help but laugh:

“For ‘collectivism,’ the ‘majority’ is right. And if you go against them, you are wrong.”

After Karasukawa Sakifumi said that, Kyushu Makoto also gained some understanding.

Perhaps because he hadn't been in the world for long, his thought process still inherited the values ​​of the Yanhuang people from his previous life, believing that right and wrong, good and evil, are judged by Heaven.

If Kyushu Makoto were to continue living in Tokyo for another decade or so, he might very well be influenced by the culture of Wano Country and gradually become a reserved man who is good at reading the room and whose three sentences are always about "not causing trouble for others".

However, Makoto Kyushu absolutely does not want to become like that now.

"Why are you suddenly discussing sociology?" Makoto Kyushu exclaimed in surprise.

"Weren't we supposed to be discussing the most effective way to punish those two junior students?" Karasuka Sakifumi sat on her desk, crossing her legs.

"If you let Kyushu-kun think about it, he would definitely come up with some very extreme ideas, right? To be honest, although you brought down my news department, it only resulted in a lose-lose situation."

Karakawa-senpai was absolutely right. Although Kyushu Makoto successfully destroyed the newspaper club, he also earned a bad reputation at school. Almost everyone was wary of this "single-handed club-destroying madman" and was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him.

This is the consequence of not adhering to "collectivism." Humans are naturally inclined to exclude those who are different from their peers, and Kyushu Makoto's behavior was too flamboyant, like a wolf among sheep, making the "collective" feel threatened, so he was ostracized by the group.

"Our objective this time is to teach those two junior students a lesson without incurring retaliation from their parents," said Karasu Sakifumi, holding up one finger.

"Therefore, we absolutely cannot be on the front lines; we must defeat them from behind the scenes!"

"So, you mean, snipe them?" Kyushu Makoto stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Makoto Kyushu excels at "open schemes," which involve using himself as a pawn to carry out plans. He has little experience with "insidious schemes," which involve working behind the scenes.

"Don't worry, you have me as your ally now~" Karasukawa Saki clearly sensed Kyushu Makoto's concerns, so she puffed out her not-so-obvious chest and gave a confident hum:

"You should know that I'm best at manipulating 'intelligence' and 'public opinion'—but this time I'll use that ability for good."

"You're quite proud of yourself..." Kyushu Makoto sighed ominously, "Tell me your thoughts first."

"Now it's Karasukawa-senpai's turn for a one-on-one lesson~" Karasukawa Saki picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard as she spoke:

"From a scientific perspective, school violence is mostly committed by teenagers. Boys at this age secrete a lot of testosterone, which makes them more aggressive and controlling. Those two boys are the most typical examples. In addition, they both have family backgrounds, which allows them to bully others more easily, so they can bully the junior girl Mizuhashi with impunity."

"Moreover, the 'bystander effect' is also one of the main culprits in promoting bullying incidents. It's impossible that no one witnessed the repeated bullying of Mizuhashi. However, they neither stepped in to help nor were they willing to tell the teacher. They felt that since no one else had intervened, they would be laughed at or retaliated against by the bullies if they were the first to speak up, so they all chose to remain obedient bystanders."

Listening to Karasukawa Sakifumi's "lecture," Kyushu Makoto crossed his fingers and remained silent.

Indeed, what Karasu-senpai said is true. When Kyushu Makoto was bullied, his classmates all remained "bystanders." Even though everyone subconsciously knew it was wrong, no one was willing to stand up for him, not even to say a word in his defense.

“In fact, most bystanders experience intense internal struggles,” Saki Karasuka continued. “The reason they stand by is because the thought of ‘being afraid of trouble’ outweighs the thought of ‘wanting to help.’”

"However, this situation is not unsolvable and can be broken."

“In such situations, if one person is willing to break the deadlock and step forward to stop the perpetrator, other bystanders will be encouraged to join in stopping the violence. This is the ‘leader effect’: once one sheep starts running, the whole flock will follow it.”

"In that case, let's take the lead and make those two juniors the target of the entire group's criticism, using 'collective condemnation' to make them realize their mistakes!"

......

"Here's the plan: I'll take a few miniature recorders from the news department's warehouse first... Well, even though I was fired from the news department, I still have a spare key to the warehouse... Hmm, this can't really be considered stealing!"

After school, Karasukawa Sakifumi and Kyushu Makoto sneaked into the newspaper club's warehouse and took out several button-sized mechanical parts.

"Wait a minute, why does your news department have a miniature recorder?" Kyushu Makoto asked curiously.

"Yes... I asked a member to buy it!" Karasukawa Sakifumi said somewhat apologetically, "This was one of our old 'interview' methods... but the news department probably won't need this kind of thing anymore..."

"In short, we'll record some sounds in advance using the recorder," Karakawa Sakifumi said.

"What's that sound?" Kyushu Makoto asked, puzzled.

Karasukawa Saki pinched her nose and shouted into the recording device in a shrill voice, "Stop! Stay away from Mizuhashi-kun!"

She clicked to end the recording, then clicked the "playback" button, and the mini recorder played back the sentence she had just recorded.

"Oh, I think I understand what you mean now." Kyushu Makoto seemed to have grasped the meaning.

These miniature recorders were the "leaders" arranged by Karasu Sakifumi.

“Next, we’ll secretly hide these recorders in their classrooms…” Karasuka Saki continued after recording all the miniature recorders.

The next day, during the first graders' morning physical education class, the two secretly sneaked into Mizuhashi's classroom and stuck mechanical buttons under the desks of several students.

After completing the task, Karasu Sakifumi proudly raised her little fist: "Now, just wait for the show to begin!"

"Yes, those two arrogant juniors will definitely regret it!" Kyushu Makoto readily bumped fists with his senior.

57. Collective Justice

The next day at noon, Eiji Mizuhashi ate lunch alone in the classroom.

Seeing this, the two bad students surrounded them.

"Hey~ You didn't go to the rooftop for lunch today?" A naughty student hooked his arm around his shoulder.

"Haha, did the upperclassmen abandon you?" another mischievous student laughed. "That's good, then I won't worry about you talking nonsense with the upperclassmen."

“…” Mizuhashi Eiji looked down at the lunchbox and remained silent.

"Why don't you come and have dinner with us sometime?" the naughty student said with a smile. "We're 'good friends,' right?"

Hearing the two men's provocations, Mizuhashi Eiji's breathing grew heavier and heavier.

"You'll be eating lunch in the classroom today. If they try to harass you again, stand up for them loudly!"

The words her senior had said to her yesterday flashed through Mizuhashi Eiji's mind.

"Ugh..." As if making a firm decision, Eiji Mizuhashi took a deep breath and shouted with all his might:

"Miji, Ushimura, please stop bothering me! You've been bullying me for so long! We're not friends at all!"

Eiji Mizuhashi's voice drew the attention of the other students around him. The two troublemakers paused for a moment, then said angrily, "What did you say, Mizuhashi?!"

"I...I meant exactly what I said!" Mizuhashi Eiji exclaimed in surprise, but still forced himself to say, "Please stop bothering me!"

"You bastard! Don't push your luck!" The boy from Niu Village grabbed Shuiqiao's collar and yelled, "Who do you think you are! How dare you talk to us like that!"

Michael glanced around warily. Everyone in the class knew his father was a county councilor, so no one dared to stop them.

Just then, a reprimand came from somewhere in the classroom:

"That's enough, isn't it? Is this kind of behavior funny?"

The two mischievous students jumped in fright and quickly looked in the direction of the voice: "Who's talking? Come out here!"

Immediately afterwards, several more voices rang out: