Order French fries at Shuchiin

Order French fries at Shuchiin

Author: stly

Summary:

"Where are we going, Xiaohui?"

"Can you please not call me by that name... Ahem, I'm going to Shuchiin to get some fries."

"You obviously lost it yourself... Uh, no, I'm asking about the ultimate goal of our lives. In the final analysis, what is the purpose of living?"

Xing Yuanhui couldn't stand the host's intense gaze: "To get some fries for Xiuzhiyuan."

"Very good! Beautiful acting! As a prize, I'll give you two a special version of French fries!"

Fujiwara Chika punched Xing Yuanhui and said, "That's why you called me five times in a row! You called me here just for this?!"

"do you want to eat?"

"want!"

(This is a daily comedy novel that mainly describes interesting stories in Shuchiin [at least I hope it is a daily comedy novel]. The only heroine is Fujiwara Chika, there is no party struggle, and the original CP is not broken up)

(As a person who is becoming increasingly boring in society, I can’t help but think of my student days when I’m at work. During this time, there was a cartoon called Huigao that I can’t forget, and it’s a mixed bag of good and bad. Based on this, I naturally came up with the idea of ​​writing a book)

(This is the first book for young people. If you can read it, read it. If not, just part ways amicably.)

Before school starts, investigate and make peace

Chapter 1 Heading south to Tokyo

Omazaki is the northernmost town on Honshu facing the Tsugaru Strait. At sunrise soon, the tiny but bright sunlight will penetrate countless tiny white snowflakes, and the falling light will overlap with the sea to form a vivid painting.

That is a view that only early risers can enjoy, but there are more important things to do now. For those who are about to travel, it is better to look at what is happening on the ground than to pay attention to what is happening in the sky.

The sound of pot lids colliding was heard in the kitchen, and the smell of miso soup, along with a few waves of heat, spread first into the living room.

Xing Yuanhui glanced at the courtyard through the window. Fortunately, it didn't snow yesterday and the road conditions were good.

According to the weather forecast, the weather will be good in the next few days, so I have to take advantage of this time to run all the way to where the snow has stopped. Otherwise, if it starts snowing, the cycling trip may very likely turn into a personal marathon of both riding and running.

The young people here leaned against the window to think about the time and route, while the adults over there brought hot breakfast and placed it on the table of the young people. Even though they were teachers, getting up too early still made Sato Yuta, the director of the welfare home, unable to open his eyes.

Yuta Sato pulled out a chair and sat down. He did not prepare his own portion. This breakfast was prepared for travelers, and he would have his breakfast two hours later.

He rubbed his face and asked in a serious tone, "Are you really going to Tokyo like this? With just a backpack and a few clothes?"

"What do you mean by a few pieces of clothing? I'm fully equipped. Besides, aren't you the one who tries every possible way to get me to go out, using TV, audiobooks, novels, and all kinds of travel stuff? Now is the time for me to practice, why are you unwilling? And I've already set aside the time, all I need to do is set off step by step."

Xing Yuanhui refuted them one by one with amusement. Don't you think it's not good for me to stay at home all the time? You said, "No matter if there is something important to do, it's not good to stay at home every day." Then I'll just do something big this time and ride directly from Omazaki, the northernmost land point in Aomori Prefecture, the northernmost tip of Honshu Island, all the way south to Tokyo.

He also patted the backpack on the seat next to him. The muffled "pop pop" sound of his palm landing on the backpack showed that it was "full" and ready to set off.

"Then you can't suddenly say, 'Hey, Dean, I think you're right. Life lies in exercise. I'm going to ride to Tokyo tomorrow. I'll call you when I get to Tokyo. Then I'll let you see the house I asked Quan Jing to find for me in Tokyo. It's absolutely stunning.' You have to rush to Poland so quickly."

Sato Yuta persuaded him heartbrokenly. Regarding this spontaneous trip, he said it could only mean the wheels slipping, running off the cliff, speeding downhill, and being beheaded.

Even if you are born with supernatural powers, you can't play like this. A high school freshman riding a bicycle all the way from Aomori, where it was still snowing not long ago, to Tokyo? I remember that you are not familiar with Red Bull.

It's a pity that the boy still insisted on his mistake and continued to argue with his parent, Sato Yuta: "Doesn't this show that I have strong execution ability? I have made a plan. I will ride my bike on the road and look around during the day, and then find a lucky hotel to stay at at night. I can just stroll along the way and buy whatever I need."

He casually spoke of his newly made plan while stuffing his breakfast into his stomach.

"I don't know what you look like. You just made this up, eh."

Sato Yuta sighed deeply. He knew that he could not beat Xing Yuanhui. This kid was very precocious. He had been thinking about his own "career" since elementary school. He thought every day about how to get himself to take him out to sea to fish and make his first pot of gold.

But I just can't do anything about him, because he really made it with that first pot of gold. Although he didn't go into details, the continuous flow of various express boxes arriving at the large welfare home every month was enough to illustrate the problem.

Therefore, Sato Yuta, who was helpless against Xing Yuanhui, could only start to worry about this unstoppable journey.

He said worriedly, "Although there is no snow in Tokyo now, there is still some here. Aren't you afraid of slipping and flying off the cliff?"

"Ha! Don't you know what kind of physique I have? I fished for cod at the age of seven, caught salmon at the age of eight, and fished for bluefin tuna at the age of nine. Who wouldn't praise my kung fu and say I was born with supernatural powers after seeing all these? And don't you already have the equipment? This set is very expensive. It's okay for me to ride slowly."

Xing Yuanhui disagreed. Although he had some complaints about the name "Art Bacteria" given by the system and the plug-in added to him without his consent, he had to admit that this plug-in was really useful.

That’s right, Xing Yuanhui is a person who traveled through time with the system, and his body was rubbed by the system. He can be considered the most orthodox of the time travelers and has nothing to do with the locals.

But because he was too orthodox, for the sake of his identity, he had to take up a place in Omazaki, or was forced to take up a place in the children's welfare home in Omazaki.

There is no way. After traveling through time, my physical age is at most six years old. At this age, even if I go to a primitive tribe, I will be considered as the future's living force and cannot be directly taken hunting, not to mention in a modern society where there is a census.

Although the system had forcibly given him a hack called [Body Enhancement] so that he would not feel completely insecure in this world, but...

From the way Xing Yuanhui was questioned by the dean in front of him as soon as he woke up, such as "Where are your parents?" and "Why did you run to the dock alone? And on a typhoon day?", he had to realize that the system seemed a little unreliable and would make excuses for himself.

It's obvious that he didn't choose the right birthplace, and he forced it in because he was afraid of getting thrown into the sea by the waves and becoming a wild man, right?

Therefore, Xing Yuanhui still respects Dean Sato Yuta very much. After all, if it weren't for him, the first creature Xing Yuanhui saw when he opened his eyes might be Godzilla lurking in the sea.

"It's not that kind of problem! To be honest, I'm afraid that in a few days a traffic policeman will come to me and ask me to rescue someone!" Sato Yuta held his head, as if he had already imagined him traveling thousands of miles to rescue someone.

"How is that possible? Even if the bike breaks down on the road, we can just switch from riding to running with weights. Japan is not that big, we can just go to the next place where we can repair the bike and continue riding." Xing Yuanhui drank the last bit of soup, sat on the chair and exhaled a breath of hot air.

"...Hasn't it been completely exposed that your plan is almost the same as having no plan at all? I know you are in good health, but there is no need to go through so much trouble." Sato Yuta is still worried. This is normal for a parent.

"I've done overnight fishing trips before, so riding a bike isn't a big deal. Don't worry, I'll call you when I get to Tokyo."

Xing Yuanhui tried to convince him that he had the strength to ride this time. The blessing from the system was very overbearing. Although the name was very embarrassing, it was really useful. Even elementary school students could easily catch fish weighing hundreds of kilograms. Now that he was a high school student, he didn't dare to imagine what he could catch.

"Then why did you get up so early? This is not like you. Did you want to see the 4 a.m. sky over Omazaki for the last time?" The dean thought of the people crying around the traveler in the TV series, and laughed, "You are not afraid of the scene where everyone cries and is reluctant to let you go, are you?"

"Dean, we don't have this kind of atmosphere and tradition in our institute. Those three junior high school students, Kunihiko and Yota, only know how to play video games every day, and Nanami is sensible, so who can help you with your tears? Besides, aren't you going to come to Tokyo to see the house I bought? You will definitely take them to play when the time comes. It would be too weird to meet them again in a few days after we are doing the farewell filming now."

Xing Yuanhui stood up slowly and put on gloves, helmet and other equipment. His body swelled greatly, and there was a thick and satisfying feeling of being fully covered in armor, which made people feel extremely powerful.

He grabbed his backpack and prepared to leave, and Sato Yuta stood up with him.

Xing Yuanhui opened the door, and a gust of cold wind blew in. The dean's clothes were not as thick as Xing Yuanhui's, and he shivered in the wind. He quickly stepped aside, picked up the coat he had left there yesterday when he got home, and put it on, speaking with a trembling voice:

"So you really studied the route? It's dark now and the road is slippery. Don't slip into the ditch by the roadside before you get out of the main gap."

"Who are you looking down on? Even if it slips, at most the bike will be broken. Can't I try marathon hiking?"

Although he was arguing with the dean, Xing Yuanhui saw that the dean was shivering, so he pulled the door back to block out the cold wind. After the dean was dressed, he pushed the door open and walked out.

"What about your musical instruments? Do you want me to take them with you?" Sato Yuta asked. When Xing Yuanhui was in elementary school, he spent all the money he earned from tuna fishing with the dean on a basement in the welfare home and turned it into a personal music room.

That was the starting point of Xing Yuanhui's music career, but he would be studying in high school in Tokyo for three years. Xing Yuanhui was not short of money, and the only thing he needed to consider was the time to set up a new music room. However, the dean felt sorry for these abandoned things.

Xing Yuanhui didn't think as much as the dean did. He only knew that it would be troublesome to move all those things to Tokyo. Anyway, he was not a musician in the standard sense. His works were just reproducing the songs of his previous life with the perfect control brought by the system.

"You'd have to transport so many things several times. It's too much trouble. Forget it. I never thought of moving all those things to Tokyo. It's too troublesome. I can just buy new ones in Tokyo. It's fast and convenient. Besides, the three of them want to form a band for fun. It's good for both of them. I don't have to move things, and they don't have to buy more equipment. It's a win-win situation."

Influenced by Xing Yuanhui, the three children in the welfare home who were also adopted by the director Sato Yuta were very interested in their brother's music career, so leaving the room to them would not let it be covered with dust.

Sato Yuta stopped standing at the door and said, "Playing in a band... as a beautiful memory of youth is indeed nice. I would like to thank them for their kindness."

He sighed, his tone somewhat melancholy: "It seems that having money really can allow you to do whatever you want. I'll send you here then. Be careful on your way. Don't be as willful when you get to Tokyo as you are here. If you are sunk into Tokyo Bay, I can't save you."

Xing Yuanhui packed up his things, got on his bicycle and replied: "Tokyo Bay? Japanese mafia? How many divisions do they have that can stop me? As for school... Don't worry, I think I should be able to stick to going to school, and I had a legitimate reason for not going before. If I hadn't used class time to make up for the time I spent recording songs, our financial situation would not be so optimistic."

Of course, the premise is that high school students in Tokyo are not as childish as elementary and junior high school students in remote areas.

"That being said, you only live once, and you can't get your student life back. Although I know that those school courses may not be difficult for you, I still think that you should go to school at your age."

What's more, I am a teacher. You didn't even give me this little face and forced me to explain to the dean in person.

Sato Yuta sighed again. Although Xing Yuanhui had obviously achieved financial freedom, it was a pity to stay at home all day long. The student days only come once!

He looked at this problematic student and to be honest, Xing Yuanhui's grades were indeed good, otherwise he would not have been admitted to Tokyo Shuchi Academy, but he just didn't like going out. Although he said that he was making money by recording songs at home, it was more like an excuse.

"That was my first pot of gold, and I have made a lot of it now. Can't you just turn a blind eye to my skipping classes for the sake of the money? And this high school is said to be a so-called aristocratic school. Nanami and I have confirmed all the information we could find these days, and it almost lists all the skills required for admission to this school, including etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics."

Xing Yuanhui made an archery gesture in the car, which looked like Mongolian horse archery.

The boy continued, "Although I suspect these are all rumors, if you can make a school sound so exciting, it shouldn't be a problem to maintain sufficient enthusiasm for school. If you want to blame someone, just blame the fact that elementary and junior high schools are too boring."

After saying this, he secretly complained in his heart: After all, I am a time traveler, and I hang out with elementary and middle school students all day long. Do I have any shame?

As a pre-adult with normal thinking, although most of his life experiences in the previous life were played out on the sickbed and he died before he was twenty, he at least received a complete compulsory education!

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to use this time to postpone my goal of financial freedom? Otherwise, it would bring shame to the time travelers.

How can you achieve financial freedom if you stay with these insects every day?

Besides, he makes music out of passion, not just to plagiarize and make money because there is no corresponding song in the world.

It's really painful to not be able to listen to those various albums from his first life that didn't last long. Can you imagine the pop music scene without Michael Jackson?

Now he had the song in his head, and his body was blessed with [Physical Enhancement] to perfectly control his fingers to play all kinds of tunes, so why not do it?

Anyway, relying on the music library from his previous life, he can achieve financial freedom through those high-quality songs without showing his face, and then use part of the resources to support the poor people, which can be regarded as worthy of the various masters in his previous life.

Yes, Xing Yuanhui released a lot of songs from his previous life in this world. During this time, he had become famous for his excellent quality and super fast album production speed. He even had to discuss with the music company he joined to create a team vest to cover up the fact that these albums were actually produced by one person.

It is also because of this that Sato Yuta, who is the dean, fisherman and teacher, is too indulgent towards Xing Yuanhui in his studies (referring to taking leave to record songs at home).

"I'm worried that you won't be able to fit in, Xinghui. To be honest, Dean, I'm really worried that you won't be able to fit in with your peers and will stay at home as a stay-at-home, even though you can fully support yourself now."

Yuta Sato was in a very conflicted state of mind. He felt that since he was old enough to be a student, he should go to school and be a student. However, the financial ability of this "student" far exceeded that of him, the dean.

Xing Yuanhui has no weaknesses except that he needs a guardian due to his age. As for the fact that a primary school student can fish for bluefin tuna, it can't be said that he is born with supernatural powers, but it can be said that he is extremely strong. If this feat was not accomplished on his boat and there were only five people from the welfare home present at the time, wouldn't Omazaki have used the supernatural boy as a tourist resource to attract tourists?

Thanks to Xing Yuanhui's unwillingness to be famous, Sato Yuta's fishing skills were forced to improve a lot. After all, compared to the unrealistic elementary school student catching a hundred kilograms of fish, it is easier for people to accept Sato Yuta's sudden opening of the Ren and Du meridians and becoming a fishing master.

"Uh... not really? With such clear class divisions, they probably won't recruit ordinary students, right? I got in based on my own abilities, and my grades mean I'm at the top of the class, right? Eh? Speaking of this, it seems like in movies and TV shows, students who don't fit in will be bullied!"

Xing Yuanhui put his phone on the phone holder on the front of the bicycle and said as he adjusted it: "But movies and TV shows are just movies and TV shows. How can the protagonists be as good as me in fighting? Don't forget that year when you couldn't pull that 200-kilogram golden spear and it was only with my help that you fished it out. Which kid has such supernatural power as me?"

He turned around and performed a set of moves often seen in bodybuilding competitions to Sato Yuta, showing off his biceps and posing with confidence.

Unfortunately, the weather was too cold and the clothes were too thick, so this set of bodybuilding moves not only failed to highlight the strength of the muscles, but instead looked quite funny.

However, having lived together for many years, Sato Yuta knew that the boy in front of him, who seemed to be weak, contained enormous strength.

"This kid might be able to go whale fishing..."

One night, several college students who were interested in fitness and fishing came to Omazaki for night fishing. As a result, their lines were entangled with Xing Yuanhui's line across a ditch. The college students thought they had caught a big fish and helped, but they came to the conclusion after Xing Yuanhui readily pulled them into the water.

Sato Yuta avoided the question and said that adults should know how to find the key points and avoid saying things that are not beneficial to themselves. He complained as a guardian: "When you are out, you should take it easy."

"Wow, it's already this late!" Xing Yuanhui didn't buy the dean's nonsense. He glanced at the time on his phone, confirmed his luggage again, and hurriedly rode out of the yard.

"No more talking, time is running out, let's go! See you in Tokyo!"

Sato Yuta followed him out of the yard and looked at Xing Yuanhui's back. He swallowed back the words he often said at the closing ceremony and couldn't help complaining, "You little bastard, why are you riding so fast when I told you to ride slowly?"

Watching Xing Yuanhui disappear in the alleys, he sighed. "Ah, I hope you can find friends at that Shuchiin Academy in Tokyo. How can young people stay at home every day?"

He closed his eyes and prayed to Mazu for blessings, hoping that Xing Yuanhui would be blessed with good fortune.

(In reality, there are indeed activities related to Mazu in Omazaki.)

After a moment of silence, perhaps because the cold wind dispelled his desire to go back to sleep, the dean silently went to the kitchen.

At this time, Xing Yuanhui had already ridden for some distance, feeling the clear sky, gentle breeze, and the good weather in the dark. He was thinking about where to go to watch the sunrise to make a good start for this ride.

At this time, the system popped up and gave a suggestion: "How about the Nishibukifusan Observatory? I heard that the view at dawn there is very good."

"Oh? Are you finally willing to become a navigator?" Xing Yuanhui was surprised at the appearance of the system. In his impression, this system had been idle for a long time. He rarely heard the system speak since he entered junior high school.

"Who knows why you stay at home and tinker with your crappy musical instruments all day long. Nine years! In nine years, this is the first time we've traveled far away by ourselves! Do you know how happy I am now?"

The system has accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction because Xing Yuanhui doesn't like to go out, doesn't like to listen to it and communicate with people, which triggers various events.

This pain has forced it to no longer respect its host. It had originally expected that it and its first host would step by step reach the peak in the unknown world. When difficulties arise, both sides would spit at each other to moisten each other and struggle to keep each other alive, like dying fish.

But the truth is always so cruel. The first host was unwilling to open more than one cheat, saying that it would lose the fun of the experience.

It's a pity for the world. In the past nine years, let alone the peak, the only big event was the tuna fishing season which had a fixed period every year. However, its broken host was deprived of even this last bit of light, because Xing Yuanhui no longer needed to fish for tuna to earn income.

This cycling trip was recommended by a friend from the welfare home who did not want to reveal his name, and with the system's earnest teachings to its home-bound host, it finally achieved the purpose of going out.

For it, at this moment, the world is telling it what is fresh and what is freedom. This feeling of being released from prison is not something that an ordinary system can experience.

If there is a next host, it is determined to transform itself into a task-oriented one. If the master does not do as it says, it will make things difficult for him and kick the host's butt hard.

"Why are you so excited? It's not your first time in Tokyo. Is it really that hard to hold it back?"