Zongman, gain super powers after helping others

Hiratsuka Shizuka's departure gave Yukino Yukinoshita and Chiki Hayashi some space to be alone together.

Typically, for two people meeting for the first time, such a space only allows awkwardness and silence to fester.

Fortunately, Lin Qianshu and Xue Zhixia are not ordinary people.

As the head of the Service Club and the host of this classroom, Yukino Yukinoshita spoke first: "Please sit down first, Hayashi-san."

As she spoke, Yukino glanced at Lin Qianshu's left leg without making a sound, then left her seat and went to the back of the classroom to help move a chair to a spot about 2 to 3 meters away from her original position.

"Thank you." Lin Qianshu accepted the beautiful girl's kindness without any hesitation.

After hearing Lin Qianshu's thanks, Xue Shita's mood inexplicably improved, and a faint smile appeared on her icy face, just like her name, as beautiful as snow.

"You're welcome. Would you like some black tea?"

Yukinoshita loves black tea, especially when reading. The aroma of tea and a good book always complement each other, so she brought some black tea, brewing equipment, and disposable paper cups from home to the service department so that they could be used to entertain guests.

Lin Qianshu is a member of the quasi-department and also a guest.

"That would be perfect." Lin Qianshu readily agreed. He also enjoyed drinking tea, especially white tea, followed by black tea.

"When I was in the hospital, the doctor also suggested that I drink some tea, saying that the nutrients in tea are helpful for recovery."

The doctor didn't say that; it was Lin Qianshu who gave himself the medical advice.

As for the purpose...

Lin Qianshu sensed the emotional fluctuations beneath the snow, and his guesses were basically confirmed.

Sure enough, that black luxury car belonged to the Yukino family. Judging from the situation, my minister was also in the car at the time, otherwise there would be no reason for him to feel guilty after seeing me.

They didn't know each other before.

At first, Lin Qianshu only had doubts, but after a series of tests, he finally confirmed his guess.

This made Lin Qianshu sigh, "Neon is so small."

"Please enjoy." Ms. Yukinoshita, the perpetrator, served the tea, completely unaware that she had been targeted by the victim.

"Arigato~" Lin Qianshu took the tea with both hands, blew on it gently, and took a small sip. The rich aroma of the black tea immediately filled his taste buds.

After putting down the teacup, Lin Qianshu decided not to continue testing the waters.

"Yukinoshita-san, do you know about the trolley problem?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was taken aback, seemingly not expecting that Chiki Hayashi would suddenly jump the topic from whether or not to drink black tea to ethics and philosophy.

She then immediately realized what the other person meant, and at that moment only one thought was in her mind—she had been caught!

The girl closed the paperback she had just opened, straightened her posture, and was about to speak when she heard Lin Qianshu continue:

"Pull the lever to steer the train, sacrificing one person to save five. Don't pull the lever; the train continues forward, and all five will perish. Yukinoshita, what would you choose?"

Yukino pursed her lips and replied, "I don't know how to use leverage."

"Very good, it seems Yukinoshita-san is a moralist. Next question: A car is driving normally on the road when suddenly a dog darts out in front of it, and a person jumps out to save the dog. If the driver brakes immediately, they will hit both the person and the dog; but if they brake and swerve at the same time, they will only hit an innocent pedestrian. So, what is the answer…?"

As Lin Qianshu paused, Yukino Yukinoshita's breathing also faltered, her heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and her fair little hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Why do you feel guilty about this, Yukinoshita-san?"

"..."

"Eh?"

Unaware of what was happening, Yukino let out an incredibly cute sound, her delicate face showing undisguised surprise.

Lin Qianshu simply shrugged and continued, "The steering wheel is in the driver's hands, not yours, isn't it?"

In a typical Japanese storyline, Lin Qianshu would probably say at this moment: Yukinoshita-san, you didn't want this either...

But this is the reality; Lin Qianshu currently has no intention of eating pork chop rice.

"But..." Yukino Yukinoshita was a little dizzy from Lin Qianshu's words. She opened her mouth several times and then closed it again, unable to organize her thoughts.

Once here, even someone as dense as Yukinoshita could tell that Lin Qianshu already knew she was in the car at the time, and not only that, the other party had also keenly sensed her emotions and tried to comfort her.

Suddenly, Yukina recalled their conversation when they met, and she used the art of language to evade the question Lin Qianshu had raised: "Have you met me before?"

Although Yukinoshita did not lie, the result was tantamount to lying, which is why she felt irritated at the time.

In the end, they still couldn't hide it from the other party...

It would have been better if she hadn't realized it. Once she did, Yukinoshita felt an unprecedented embarrassment. This proud and emotionally sensitive girl was now afraid to meet Lin Qianshu's gaze. Her ears turned red, her body tensed, and even the toes under her pure white indoor shoes curled up involuntarily.

"I wish I could find a crack to hide in" is perhaps the best description of Yukino Yukinoshita's state at this moment.

The embarrassment was so intense that, in Lin Qianshu's vision, the light red color, symbolizing embarrassment, almost completely enveloped the girl.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Yukinoshita-san, you wouldn't happen to be the kind of person who likes to take the blame for other people's mistakes, would you? That would be a very tiring life," Lin Qianshu said jokingly.

Taking a few deep breaths and regaining her composure, Yukino shook her head and replied earnestly, "That being said, I still have to bear some responsibility."

"Feel sorry……"

The apology wasn't because of the car accident, but rather for her initial attempt to avoid Lin Qianshu's questions when she entered the room.

By this point, Lin Qianshu had a general understanding of the minister.

Upright and righteous, extremely strict with herself, her inner beauty is in no way inferior to her appearance; she is a rare beauty in this era, both beautiful and intelligent.

Based solely on the qualities she has already displayed, she is worthy of the title of the most beautiful girl on campus.

"If this makes you feel better, I accept your apology," Lin Qianshu sat up straight and replied just as seriously.

But after saying that, he suddenly relaxed, raised the disposable paper cup of black tea in front of him with the same caress as a wine glass, and gestured to Yukinoshita, saying, "Then, please take good care of me for the upcoming club activities, President. Cheers!"

"That's not how you drink tea." Despite saying that, Yukinoshita returned the greeting in the same way.

It was as if they were holding wine glasses filled with red wine instead of teacups, and the place was not a high school clubroom but a grand cocktail party.

Perhaps finding it too ridiculous, Yukinoshita laughed out loud, and Hayashi Chiki laughed along with her.

The colors inside the classroom also changed from light red to orange-yellow.

Suddenly the classroom door was flung open with a loud bang, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"I'm coming in, Yukinoshita."

Hiratsuka Shizuka took in the scene before her, her expression enigmatic. "Huh? It seems you two are getting along quite well. By the way, are you... role-playing?"

With her smile fading, Yukino said seriously to Hayashi Chiki, "I think we should add a lock to the classroom door when we have departmental activities in the future."

"Seconded."

Chapter 5 Life is woven from countless coincidences

As promised, Hiratsuka Shizuka took on the important task of escorting Hayashi Chiki home.

Arriving at the school parking lot, watching Hiratsuka Shizuka stop in front of a sports car, expertly take out her car keys, open the door, and turn her head to gesture for someone to get in, Lin Qianshu felt a strange sense of absurdity.

He recognized Hiratsuka Shizuka's beloved car—an Aston Martin Vantage, a dream car that one is born with but unlikely to own in this lifetime. It should cost around 50 million yen. Based on Hiratsuka Shizuka's teacher's salary, it would take her seven years to save up to afford it without any other expenses.

However, Shizuka Hiratsuka had only been a teacher for a few years, and under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for her to afford such a luxury car.

Then there's only one truth.

"Rented?"

"bought."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's answer was straightforward, directly shattering Lin Qianshu's last shred of illusion.

Damn it, another capitalist rich woman.

Yukino Yukinoshita is one, and Shizuka Hiratsuka is another.

It must be said that good schools really do have something special. They not only teach you the skills to succeed in society, but also give you opportunities to connect with high society. Even if you can manage to connect with just one person, or even if you don't, maintaining a friendship with them can benefit you immensely in the future.

If you can really get a job through that route, then congratulations! You've not just avoided ten years of detours, but you've achieved a direct upward social mobility. The cost-effectiveness is off the charts.

Sigh, if I could marry just one of them, I would be willing to live in a mansion and drive a luxury car!

Folding up his cane and putting it in the trunk, Lin Qianshu sat in the passenger seat. To be honest, this kind of sports car is not comfortable to sit in. After all, it was designed for speed rather than comfort. But even so, this was the first time Lin Qianshu had ever sat in a sports car in both his past and present lives.

As the engine roared, the scenery outside the window gradually receded. Hiratsuka Shizuka held the steering wheel with one hand and rested her other hand loosely on the gear shift. She glanced at the boy who was curious about the car's interior out of the corner of her eye, and broke the silence in the car by speaking first.

"I didn't expect you to get along so well with that kid Yukinoshita. You're quite something, aren't you?"

To be honest, Hiratsuka Shizuka wasn't his teacher or homeroom teacher. Just hearing that, Lin Qianshu would have thought she was an unreliable older sister. Hmm? The two don't seem to contradict each other.

"Is Yukinoshita-san some kind of difficult person to get along with?" Lin Qianshu wondered.

“Well, she’s not that difficult to get along with.” Hiratsuka Shizuka thought for a moment and continued, “That child is just like her name, like the white snow buried deep in the ground. She is beautiful, but others cannot touch her.”

"To be admired from afar but not to be touched?" Lin Qianshu gave a precise description.

"You're clearly very knowledgeable, so why are your Japanese grades so bad?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked, puzzled.

Lin Qianshu replied irritably, "Is it possible that what you consider Mandarin is a foreign language to me?"

“Oh right, you’re from China.” Hiratsuka Shizuka remembered the student’s background, but because Lin Qianshu’s Japanese pronunciation was too localized, she subconsciously thought the other person was Japanese.

But then again, Hiratsuka Shizuka asked, somewhat puzzled, "If that's the case, why did you choose humanities? With your grades, you should have chosen science, right?"

"Because it doesn't matter. After all, whichever subject I choose won't affect my future college admissions. Plus, I've already mastered most of the science subjects in high school. So why not choose the humanities, which have more girls?" Lin Qianshu replied.

"Special move?"

"That's it."

When talking about this, we have to mention Lin Qianshu's family background. Although his parents died in this life, he was not without relatives. He still had a grandfather and many other relatives.

The Lin family has been a prominent surname since ancient times, and the Lin family he belongs to in this life is a large family with a long history. With the development of modern times, the family business has grown bigger and bigger, and its business network spans the globe, making it a genuine multinational giant.

The fact that he was able to maintain a normal life despite the death of both his parents was largely due to the help he received from his family.

Although he is only a member of a collateral branch of the family, he receives a monthly allowance from the family trust in his bank account. In addition, with the house and inheritance left by his parents, he doesn't have to worry about living expenses. Of course, being too extravagant is definitely not an option.

After he graduates from high school, his family will arrange a school for him based on his wishes and actual circumstances.

When Lin Qianshu first transmigrated, her original parents had just passed away. So when she learned that she had a family behind her, she was quite worried that some uncles and aunts from who-knows-where would come and take advantage of her family's innocence.

After all, that's how novels are usually written, right? The protagonist dies, outwits and battles relatives who covet his parents' inheritance, then discovers there's more to the story than meets the eye in his parents' deaths, embarks on a path of revenge, and ultimately achieves his goal, becoming famous and successful, surrounded by beautiful women...

However, none of the above happened. In fact, his family even provided him with targeted assistance. Not only did his monthly trust dividends increase, but the family also contacted the bank to help him pay off the mortgage left by his parents in advance. After Lin Qianshu graduated and started working, he could slowly repay the money to his family, and during this period, he was even exempted from interest.

In a sense, Lin Qianshu has lived a life of luxury in this lifetime.

"We're here. Do you need me to take you upstairs?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked the boy in the passenger seat as she parked the car on the side of the road.

"No need to trouble yourself, there's an elevator," Lin Qianshu replied.

The house his parents left him was not a typical detached house in Japan, but a luxury apartment with elevators for both floors. It was in a great location with complete amenities, 24-hour concierge service, and not far from Sobu High School.

Seeing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't insist. She unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, took her cane from the trunk, and watched Lin Qianshu enter the building. Just as she was about to get back into the car and leave, she noticed a familiar figure slowly walking towards her not far ahead.

"Yukinoshita?" Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but turn her head to look at the apartment where Hayashi Chiki was. Could it be such a coincidence?

Yukino Yukinoshita, who was almost home, also noticed Shizuka Hiratsuka. After all, the Aston Martin's striking design was hard to miss, especially with a beautiful woman standing next to it, making it even more eye-catching.

"Hiratsuka-sensei?" Yukino Yukinoshita was a little confused. Wasn't he supposed to be taking Hayashi Chiki home? What was he doing here?

Could it be...

The quick-witted Yukinoshita soon realized what was going on, and her gaze quickly shifted to the entrance of her apartment building. Through the clean glass window, a figure leaning on a cane came into view, with the apartment manager beside her wanting to help, but it seemed that Lin Qianshu had refused.

Yukino Yukinoshita pursed her lips. This was too much of a coincidence.

Chapter 6 Are there any masters?

After Heizuka Shizuka politely greeted her, Yukinoshita also entered the apartment building.

She didn't choose to wait for Lin Qianshu to go upstairs before going in. Since the other party also lived here, it was only a matter of time before they met. Rather than avoiding it now, she might as well go up and say hello openly.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you again, Lin Qianshu."

"Huh? Yukinoshita-san?"

Lin Qianshu, who was waiting for the elevator, thought she was hallucinating, but when she turned around, it really was Yukinoshita.

"You live here too?" Lin Qianshu asked, somewhat surprised.

“Yes, it’s been almost a year since we moved here,” Yukinoshita replied.