Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

The next day, Kashiwa Sanhui, who was suffering from a severe hangover, was woken up by Xiangzi who was getting ready for school. It was later said that when Xiangzi woke him up, he fell on the sofa with his head on the floor and his feet raised up in the air.

So Kashiwa Sanhui decided to take half a day off sick to go home and rest, take a shower, change clothes, and then go to school with his violin.

After all, I promised Goto Ichiri that I would accompany her.

Sitting on the train back to Hanegaoka Academy, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, Kashiwa Sanhui received a call from Li Xiao.

"Hello hello, Kezi?"

"It's me." Hearing the other party's pretendingly lively voice, Baihe Sanhui inexplicably wanted to hang up directly.

"I'm sorry, I said a lot of crazy things last night. Are you sad? I'm really sorry, oh my god!"

"It doesn't matter. What's wrong with your body?"

"I'm in excellent health, nothing serious is wrong with me." The other party paused and asked cautiously, "Kezi, I want to ask you something."

Baihe Sanhui took a deep breath, his sunken eye sockets filled with determination and helplessness: "...I'm sorry."

"Oh, if I had known you could say something," Li Xiao said after a long silence. He then calmly replied, saying something Bai He San Hui had heard countless times before. "But, Ke San Hui, I'm telling you, I won't give up. Not until the day you get married."

The phone was suddenly hung up. Kashiwa Sanhui put the phone in his pocket impatiently, and his knuckles beat the rhythm unconsciously. Many people do this when they are depressed.

He now felt a bit regretful. He should have cut short this unequal, fruitless relationship earlier. Instead of being chased all the way from Guangdong Province to Tokyo right from the start of his freshman year because of a minor project, would Li Xiao have to give up everything in Tokyo and start over in the capital? And what about Europe? And North America?

Just as he was feeling upset, the phone rang again. Baihe Sanhui wanted to hang up without even looking at it, but a voice in his heart warned him.

The interpersonal skills mastery [Nine Ship Jump] is effective in stages, please pay attention to related events in the near future.

After hesitating for a moment, he answered the phone: "Hello?"

It was a call from the insurance company: "Hello, Mr. Sanhui Baihe, we would like to talk to you about the repair of your car."

"Yes, go ahead."

"It's like this..." The other party said some very professional insurance regulations and legal terms. To sum it up:

The company has urgently contacted the relevant manufacturers to prepare spare parts for repair, but since the damage to the car itself is not serious, the insurance company divides the compensation amount according to the level of damage, and the price of the spare parts is so expensive that it exceeds the compensation amount stated in the insurance. Therefore, it is hoped that Baihe Sanhui can pay part of the money itself, or take over the ongoing lawsuit of the insurance company and find a lawyer to claim compensation on its own, so that Baihe Sanhui will not need to pay for the repairs separately.

Baihe Sanhui is a person who is quite afraid of troubles, and he is not short of that little money. He was just about to choose to pay the insurance company to deal with them, when he suddenly thought of the system prompt.

According to Xiangzi, the driver who caused the accident that night seemed to be his father?

"...I understand. Please keep the relevant information. I will find a law firm to take over the lawsuit on a later date."

In that case, let’s go meet Xiangzi’s father.

……

at noon.

Shoko Toyokawa was sitting alone on a bench on the rooftop, with only a few couples talking about love next to her. The sky was blue and the sun was very warm.

I broke open the disposable chopsticks and opened the simple lunch box I bought on the way to school. It contained a thick layer of rice, on top of which were a few pieces of fried pork chops, a broccoli, two slices of dried tofu skin and a handful of white sesame seeds.

Since getting rid of the oppression of that useless father, although it was only a few days, Xiangzi's financial situation has improved a lot. At least he doesn't have to eat expired bread and curry chicken rice without chicken.

If I could keep doing this for a month or two, I'd have saved enough money to buy a better keyboard and pick up my hobby. Well, after I buy the keyboard, I'll have to leave it with Dr. Ke, otherwise my dad will take it away and sell it for money sooner or later. Whenever I want to satisfy my craving, I'll visit Dr. Ke's house, let him cook, and I'll play the piano to keep him entertained.

After crychic disbanded, Xiangzi barely touched a piano. She'd occasionally play in the instrument club, but she'd usually give it to the regular members to practice before a song was finished. Even if she were to play a whole song, who would hear the melodious music?

It used to be everyone at Crychic, but now I’m afraid only Dr. Ke is willing to listen.

Ding-ling-ling-ling——

The ringtone rang. Toyokawa Shoko swallowed the soft pork chop that was a little stuck in her throat, picked up her phone and answered it: "Hello."

However, a voice came from the other end of the line that made Xiangzi so disgusted that he almost hung up and went to clean his ears. "Xiangzi, it's me."

Xiangzi's father.

After all, he was his father, so Xiangzi patiently continued the call: "I've said it before, I won't go back unless you turn over a new leaf and start working."

"Hehehe, Xiangzi, I'm in your teacher's office now."

Xiangzi's pupils suddenly contracted, and unspeakable fear fell upon her. At this moment, Xiangzi felt as if ten thousand hands were dragging her.

Drag her back to that bottomless devil's cave.

Instinct made Xiangzi hang up the phone and throw the phone far away. The lunch box lying flat on his knees fell to the ground, and rice spilled everywhere.

"...Look for Dr. Ke. Yes, look for Dr. Ke first."

When did I become so weak that I would go to Dr. Ke first when something happened?

A vague jazz music sounded in my mind, as if I had heard it in Dr. Ke's car.

[I don't want to set the world on fire.]

And that vivid, kind and sharp look.

[I just want to start a blame in your heart.]

Taking a deep breath, Xiangzi pretended to be calm as he cleaned up the scattered food and threw it into the trash can. Then he called Kashiwa Sanhui: "Dr. Ke, are you at school?"

"I took a leave of absence this morning and will be at school this afternoon. I'm already on the tram and will be there in about half an hour. What's wrong, Xiangzi?"

"Yeah... yes, it's my father. He's here at school." Hearing that Kashiwa Miki was arriving soon, Toyokawa Shoko felt a sense of relief. She leaned back in her chair with an indescribable sense of relief, almost losing her grip on her phone. "I don't know why he's here, but I guess he's going to take me away."

"Put it on for a while until I get there. Where is he now?"

"In the classroom office."

"Okay, let's go to the school infirmary and rest for a while. The key is under the carpet."

"Please, I don't want to go back," Xiangzi said, even with a hint of tears in his voice, "You are my only hope."

"...I will try my best." It's not a sure thing, Kashiwa Sanhui never promises success, but this time he really wants to try his best.

After hanging up the phone, Baihe Sanhui checked the time. Twenty-seven minutes should be enough. Pulling out his phone and looking through his address book, Baihe Sanhui began contacting familiar law firms.

Isn't it just spending some money? I only have one brother, Xiangzi, but I have many brothers, Qian. How can I let a useless middle-aged man who only cares about young girls take away my student!