Daily life in Zongman

Is it Uncle Daliang? !

Fujiwara Haru quickly searched his pockets and pulled out his only 2000 yen bill. He decided to treat the man back.

He didn't know that Daliang had surrendered himself after having his last breakfast that morning, and thought that the exclamation mark this time was still Uncle Daliang.

After running all the way to the ramen shop, the yellow exclamation mark disappeared. Fujiwara Haru looked around but didn't find Uncle Daliang or anything strange. After sighing regretfully, he lined up behind the ramen shop entrance.

Since we are here, we might as well have dinner.

Speaking of which, Fujiwara Haru had never eaten ramen before. When he passed by a ramen restaurant, he often saw the customers inside eating it with a lot of noise, so he had been craving it for a long time.

How do you eat ramen? How do you eat it so you look like someone who eats ramen regularly?

Not wanting to be looked down upon, Fujiwara Haru observed around and decided to learn from how others ate.

Attracted by her golden hair, which was the same long golden hair as the amusement park princess yesterday, Fujiwara Haru was a little concerned about how she ate ramen.

Behind the blonde girl, there was a short-haired girl who kept chatting "Koizumi-kun, Koizumi-kun", so Fujiwara Haru learned part of the blonde girl's name: Koizumi.

I watched as Koizumi skillfully purchased a meal ticket from the vending machine at the door, then walked into the ramen shop, and the girl behind her followed her in.

There were no seats left in the ramen restaurant, so Fujiwara Haru stood at the door waiting, so I was able to watch the whole process of her eating ramen: tying her hair, observing the formal pre-meal etiquette, quickly and neatly finishing a large bowl of ramen, then cleaning herself and the table, and leaving the ramen restaurant.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing. How should I put it? When Fujiwara Haru watched her finish a night of ramen, it was as if he saw a swordsman chopping bamboo, neatly and quickly with an indescribable elegance. After she finished eating, there was a happy expression on her face.

Fujiwara Haru is looking forward to the ramen he will eat next!

Order and purchase: Classic Tonkotsu Ramen.

Although the price of 450 yen made Fujiwara Haru feel a little painful, he still paid the money readily, walked into the ramen shop and sat on the chair, feeling very happy during the waiting time.

When the steaming ramen was brought in front of him, Fujiwara Haru looked at the huge slices of pork, smelled the hot and spicy aroma, and his mouth instantly watered.

I imitated the practice of holding chopsticks between my thumbs, clasping my hands together in a cross shape, and solemnly said, "I'm eating!"

The moment I took a bite of the ramen, I had only one thought: it was delicious!

Fujiwara Haru quickly finished his pork bone ramen, saying "Thank you for the meal". The ramen bowl was empty and he drank the soup.

He walked out of the ramen shop rubbing his stomach in an inelegant manner. He felt very full. The noodles were delicious, the meat was delicious, and the soup was tasty too.

It would be nice if I could eat all the time, but I don’t have enough money. Including the 200 yen I spent on lunch today, my income is -740 yen.

Okay, let’s continue exploring the shining points tonight!

After eating and drinking, Fujiwara Haru was in a good mood and full of energy. He opened the map and continued to explore the bright spots.

Afterwards, he picked up 200 yen and 100 yen on the ground in front of the convenience store and on the dimly lit roadside respectively.

And in the woods of a park, Fujiwara Haru picked up a wallet.

He opened it, took a look, closed it, opened it again, took a look, closed it again, and opened it again.

It was real! It was Fukuzawa Yukichi, a figure he had never seen before! And there were so many of them!

Take it away? Leave it here and wait for the owner? Take it away? Leave it here and wait for the owner? Take it away? Leave it here and wait for the owner?

There were only these two thoughts swirling back and forth in Fujiwara Haru's mind.

The man paced back and forth from where he found the wallet, his thoughts swirling: "I'm a good kid. I should wait for the owner or turn it in to the police. But I'm so broke. With this money, I could rent a place. No, no, the owner must be anxious. I need to wait for him. But I'm so hungry now. With this much money, I could eat hundreds of bowls of tonkotsu ramen!"

Fujiwara Haru was only ten years old and his values were not perfect. When he saw Fukuzawa Yukichi, he didn't know what to do due to his poor material conditions and the huge pressure of survival. He could only walk back and forth and sway left and right where he picked up the wallet.

After he wandered back and forth around the place where he picked up the wallet for more than ten minutes, a panting young man ran over. He looked around and looked down, and saw Fujiwara Haru walking back and forth.

He walked over quickly and naturally saw the wallet in Fujiwara Haru's hand.

With a thud, he fell to his knees, sobbing: "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much for not taking it!"

Fujiwara Haru stayed where he was. Hearing the young man crying, he realized that this was the money he had to pay for the hospital. With shame and a little caution, he asked how much money was in the young man's wallet, checked and confirmed it, and then handed it back to the young man.

Looking at the young man who kept thanking her and leaving, Fujiwara Haru held the 1,000 yen bill given to him by the young man in his hand, and felt a little happy in his heart.

Late at night, there was no one in the park. Fujiwara Haru was alone, grinning foolishly, looking at a 1,000 yen bill under the street light. This was the first money he had ever earned. He was very satisfied with it and decided to put it in the deepest part of his savings and use it only when he ran out of money.

The Milky Way behind the street lights spanned the sky. Fujiwara Haru looked up at the sky for the first time in a long time and felt that tomorrow would also be a good day.

That's all for today's exploration; it's almost time for bed. The unfinished building is too far to get to tonight, so Fujiwara Haru wandered around the park and climbed into the slide's tube. The cylindrical tube had a square connection in the middle, so Fujiwara Haru pulled out a blanket and curled up a bit, just enough for a good night's sleep.

No wind or rain, today's harvest: +560 yen!

The next day, Fujiwara Haru also went to school during the day, and started exploring the bright spots after school in the afternoon. At night, he took the cardboard he picked up to sleep in the unfinished building. By extending the exploration time, he balanced his income and expenditure for the day and saved 50 yen.

He believed that as long as he continued like this, he would become a super rich man in a few years!

With some childish expectations, time came to April 4.10th, and Fujiwara Haru was studying at his seat as usual.

I heard a commotion in the classroom. It seemed like there was going to be a transfer student in our class?

Amidst the daily grind of campus life, a transfer student from another school suddenly appeared, cloaking this transfer student in a shroud of mystery. Rumors swirled that she was a girl, and the students were buzzing with anticipation.

Until Mr. Takeuchi opened the classroom door, the whole class fell silent and everyone was afraid of him.

Teacher Takeuchi walked in with a girl with short flaxen hair. The teacher stood at the podium with an expressionless face and looked at the students below: "First, introduce yourselves."

The classroom was very quiet. The girl who followed him in didn't say anything and just looked at everyone quietly.

Teacher Takeuchi patted the girl's shoulder, and she reacted belatedly, opened her schoolbag and searched.

Fujiwara Haru felt that the atmosphere in the classroom was different from usual. Everyone was very quiet and there was a strange atmosphere. He came back to his senses from doing the questions and looked up at the podium.

At this time, the girl who transferred to the school was taking out a workbook from her schoolbag, on which was written: For written communication.

She opened the notebook and saw some words written on the first page. Thanks to the neat font and the deliberately large size, Fujiwara Haru, who was moved to the last row, could barely make out what was written.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Nishimiya Naoko."

The girl named Nishimiya Shoko turned the notebook to the next page.

"I want to make friends with everyone through this notebook."

Nishimiya Shoko waited for a few seconds and turned to the next page.

"When you talk to me, please write in this notebook."

She turned one last page and held the notebook to her side so everyone could see it.

"I can't hear anything."

——End of Chapter————

Note ① - The blonde girl at the ramen shop: Koizumi-san, from "Koizumi-san Who Loves Ramen," a passerby in the book. (Wrong setting: She is the child of Hoshizora Rin and Koizumi Hanayo)

Note ②- Fukuzawa Yukichi: refers to 10,000 yen, which can be used to add a word.

Note ③ - Nishimiya Shoko (short hair in childhood): The heroine from "A Silent Voice" was born with a hearing impairment, which limited her ability to speak. She could hear some sounds with a hearing aid, but only half the words. Before transferring to Minato Elementary School, she was bullied by classmates, and her mother wanted her to change so she had her hair cut short.

9. Help others by asking yourself

"really?"

"is that a lie?"

"Eh? No way?"

Knowing that the girls on the podium could not hear the sound, some noisy discussions were heard in the class. Teacher Takeuchi did not stop them, but under his usual pressure, everyone quickly stopped.

An untimely exclamation: "Strange thing!"

That was Ishida Masaya, who was sitting at the back of the classroom. After the teacher changed the seats, he was one row away from Fujiwara Haru. He was now interested in Nishimiya Shoko, the deaf transfer student.

Fujiwara Haru lowered his head and continued to do his homework. He had already prepared for next week's lessons and always kept in mind the goal he had set for the University of Tokyo.

"Just sit there."

Teacher Takeuchi pointed to the middle of the classroom, where a seat was deliberately left empty. Behind that seat was Ishida Masaya, and in front of that seat was the class monitor Kawai Miki. It was not far from the podium and was a pretty good seat.

Nishimiya Glass looked along the teacher's arm and saw Fujiwara Haru sitting in the middle of the last row. Her eyes widened instantly.

Fujiwara Haru had his seat changed because of the fight a few days ago. He now sits at the back of the row, one row away from Ishida Shoya. In Class 31-6, which originally had 2 people, his deskmate happens to be empty.

Nishimiya Shoko walked to the last row with her schoolbag and placed it on the empty seat. Fujiwara Haru looked up and felt a little surprised that she was sitting next to him. Wasn't the empty seat in the middle of the classroom reserved for her?

Fujiwara Haru looked at Mr. Takeuchi on the podium with confusion.

As for Mr. Takeuchi, he adjusted his glasses and said nothing. In his perspective, Fujiwara Haru was a child with a bad temper because of his good grades. He was violent, impulsive, and very disobedient, and his parents didn't care about him.

Perhaps out of a desire to mind his own business, or perhaps for other purposes, Mr. Takeuchi watched Nishimiya Shoko sit down, and without any persuasion, he left the classroom and handed the class back to the teacher.

Nishimiya Glass had just looked in the direction the teacher pointed and had spotted Fujiwara Haru the first time. She instinctively assumed the seat was reserved for her. The empty seat in the middle of the classroom must belong to a student on break. The teacher didn't object, so she was right.

She felt super lucky at the moment. She didn't expect that after transferring to another school, she would meet the boy who helped her a few days ago. He was her classmate and even her deskmate!

Maybe, she can have her first friend!

Nishimiya Glass, looking forward to it!

Fujiwara Haru glanced at her and continued to study seriously. He listened carefully to what the teacher said in class, and while the teacher was repeating it, he was reading the subsequent content in the textbook.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he felt someone hit his right arm several times with a notebook.

Turning around, I saw the notebook Nishimiya Glass had been showing me earlier. On it was a new page, with a greeting written on it: "Hello, nice to meet you again. My name is Nishimiya Glass."

"Meet again? Have we met before?"

Fujiwara Haru was a little confused. He didn't recognize Nishimiya Shoko as the bullied girl he had helped a few days ago. Nishimiya Shoko's hair was longer a few days ago, and when they first met, she had been lowering her head because of the rocks thrown at her, hiding her face, so Fujiwara Haru couldn't see her clearly.

Nishimiya Glass took back the notebook and carefully wrote on it stroke by stroke, showing it: "I'm sorry, please say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

"Have we met before?!"

Fujiwara Haru felt a little foolish for speaking so loudly. Nishimiya Naoko was a little nervous. She hesitated and continued writing in the notebook, showing: "I'm very sorry, I didn't hear clearly. Can you please write it down in the notebook?"

The class became very noisy after class. Nishimiya Glass wore hearing aids, but hearing aids would amplify all sounds. Fujiwara Haru's voice was mixed in with the noise of the class. It was also the first time that Nishimiya Glass heard Fujiwara Haru speak. She couldn't tell which voice belonged to the boy next to her, and she was very nervous.

Feeling a bit troubled, Fujiwara Haru took the notebook and wrote down his doubts: "Have we met before?"

Nishimiya Glass breathed a sigh of relief, took back the notebook, and wrote on it: "Three days ago, you helped me on the small bridge."

Fujiwara Haru thought for a while and nodded: "Oh, I remember now."

He was about to continue reading when he noticed Nishimiya Glass carefully put the notebook aside. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. Can you write it down? I'm sorry."

[Ah, this is so troublesome.]

Young Fujiwara Haru thought so, but still took the pen and said, "I remembered that incident. No need to thank me. I need to study. Please don't disturb me."

When Fujiwara Haru saw Nishimiya Shoko finish reading, she nodded her head up and down vigorously, indicating that she understood.

She nods like a chick pecking at rice, and her hair swings up and down. She looks a little silly. Is this girl a fool?

Fujiwara Haru continued studying, ignoring his new deskmate. His goal was to get into the University of Tokyo, and he needed to study hard during class and explore other areas after school. Chatting with girls was a waste of time.

After that, a few people would occasionally come to chat with Nishimiya Glass, and they also tried using the writing book, but no one came after the afternoon.

Writing and chatting is too troublesome. Unless you pass notes during class, no one wants to write and chat after class.

There were two classes this afternoon. After the first class, the class monitor, Kawai Miki, walked over to Nishimiya Naoko and chatted with her for a while using a pen and paper. Then, she turned to look at Fujiwara Haru and said, "Um...Fujiwara-san?"

Fujiwara Haru looked up at her.

"Nishimiya-san has a lot of trouble hearing in class, which makes it difficult for her to keep up. Please sit next to her and help her."

?

What you said... seems to make sense. As classmates, we should help each other, and it seems normal for deskmates to help each other.

But for some reason, Fujiwara Haru felt that there was something wrong with what the class monitor Kawai Miki said.

He looked at the face of the class monitor, Kawai Miki, and saw her tilt her head slightly and say with a smile: "Hey~ Fujiwara-san, please pay more attention to Nishimiya-san during class. I will try my best to help."

Fujiwara Haru was a little confused: [How come you're trying your best to help even though you're two rows away?]

The noise from the students around them quieted down a bit, and they looked over. Fujiwara Haru was now the focus of the class. After the fight, everyone was a little afraid of him.

Fujiwara Haru had a strong sense of déjà vu, accompanied by a little nausea, and a word suddenly popped up in his mind: moral kidnapping.

However, this word is a little inappropriate here. Class leader Kawai Miki did not say this on purpose. She just naturally, naturally, and out of her nature, felt that she could let Fujiwara Haru spend time taking care of Nishimiya Shoko.

She is just, she is kind, she is helping Nishimiya Shoko, she thinks so.

Fujiwara Haru stood up, and the students around him all shrank back. The class monitor Kawai Miki also trembled. After all, violence always scares people.

He moved his desk to the middle of the classroom, where the class monitor, Miki Kawai, sat, and then moved her desk next to Nishimiya Shoko.