This Japanese Slice-of-Life Isn’t Lame - chapter 38

Spring was nearly upon them, but the weather was still unstable, and they could expect another week of low temperatures.

Asamiya Hitomi’s inexplicable perspiration could be attributed to qi deficiency and also the curse on her.

Judging from the previous situation, Asamiya Hitomi’s curse only lowered the luck of the people around her and herself.

But now, this curse seemed to be targeting her life force.

Her face was pale, her body perspired unconsciously, and her voice had no vitality.

Asamiya Hitomi felt uncomfortable being so closely scrutinized by Kitagawa Tera. Her face turned red as she whispered, “K-Kitagawa-san…”

“… Asamiya-san, do you have time these two days? I have something I’d like to discuss with you alone.” Kitagawa Tera knew that his stare was making her uncomfortable, so he relaxed.

Asamiya Hitomi looked at Kitagawa Tera strangely. She hesitated and shook her slightly before nodding.

Her strange actions baffled Kitagawa Tera.

“Ah, sorry. I mean, I might not have time these two days. Tomorrow is my grandma’s death anniversary. I have to visit her grave with my family, and we will be making preparations tonight…”

Asamiya Hitomi watched Kitagawa Tera’s face. After realizing there was not much change to his expression, she continued, “But I will be free after school the day after tomorrow.”

Kitagawa Tera did not mind. Praying to ancestors was an important tradition for the Japanese.

Hearing Asamiya Hitomi’s situation, Kitagawa Tera was not wishy-washy about it and said directly, “The day after tomorrow then.”

“But I hope Asamiya-san will not decline again because of some trivial matters on that day.” Kitagawa Tera’s eyes flashed with a hint of Cadaveric Aura.

Under the hovering Cadaveric Aura, Kitagawa Tera could clearly see the curse’s black aura around Asamiya Hitomi forming up.

There was still some time before it would fully form. Kitagawa Tera could not make out the shape of the curse for the time being. The only thing he could be certain of was that Asamiya Hitomi’s life would be threatened once it fully formed.

But…

What is that?

Kitagawa Tera mobilized some Cadaveric Aura again and could finally see clearly.

A ray of golden stream seemed to be binding itself tightly around the black aura. The golden stream seemed weak, but it was extremely tough. However, the curse was too powerful, so it could only lock it into a ball and not let it expand so easily.

It was probably the reason Asamiya Hitomi had only been unlucky even though she had been cursed for the past nine years.

Kitagawa Tera could not worry about what this golden stream was or where it came from for the time being.

After all, time was of the essence now. Kitagawa Tera was considering whether to use a more forceful method to press Asamiya Hitomi down and exorcise the grave curse on her.

He might not be able to eradicate it, but it could buy some time for him to investigate in Hassan City.

But in the end, Kitagawa Tera gave up the idea.

Although exorcising the curse might be for Asamiya Hitomi’s good, it was also a fact that it would not have respected her wishes.

Moreover, Kitagawa Tera needed to understand more about what happened ‘nine years ago’ from Asamiya Hitomi. It would not be conducive for the next mission if she were to have contradictions with him.

Therefore, he could only temporarily suppress this thought and respect Asamiya Hitomi’s choice.

“Un…” Asamiya Hitomi nodded slightly.

At this time, the teacher finally came through the door. Kitagawa Tera temporarily ignored Asamiya Hitomi and looked at the blackboard.

They did not speak for the rest of the morning.

…

Student Council President Chinatsu Chiyuki was having a headache caused by the message on her phone that someone sent her.

According to the student council member who sent her the video, he just wanted to go to the toilet but did not expect to encounter group bullying.

Even though this bullying incident gradually developed into an abnormal situation…

“This… should be considered group bullying?” Chinatsu Chiyuki stared at her phone for a long time.

Her beautiful face gradually had indescribable complex emotions as she continued watching.

As the president of the student council and a student of Kyokuboku High School, she had the obligation to protect the bullied students.

However, she could not tell which party was doing the bullying from the video on her phone.

They were several snippets of five to six minutes short videos.

Most of them were of Kitagawa Tera sending the troublemakers flying with two or three kicks, clearing his surroundings, and beating the third years badly.

The last video showed a bunch of troublemakers kneeling neatly in a row, listening to Kitagawa Tera’s admonishment with their heads down.

Chinatsu Chiyuki was a little unclear whether this was group bullying or an individual bullying a dozen people.

It could count as group bullying because they were the ones who started the fight. Kitagawa Tera merely retaliated.

However, it was not right to call it group bullying either. As Chinatsu Chiyuki watched those distressed bullies trying their best not to cry, she felt a slight twitch of pain in her heart.

It was too cruel… He might not have used too much strength, but it would definitely make them uncomfortable for quite some time.

Chinatsu Chiyuki truly did not know what to say now.

What could she say if a dozen people could not win against one person?

She also saw how the boy in the video told these third-year pricks not to bully other students. If not, he would pummel them again.

Chinatsu Chiyuki was even more dispirited now. Not only did he not need the help of the disciplinary committee and the student council, but he had even helped out with their job.

She did not know whether she should thank this boy or discipline him.

It was the first time Chinatsu Chiyuki met with such a ‘troublesome’ case. She could only knock her table and ask helplessly, “Which class is he from?”

“Uh… I can’t really discern from the video… But his side profile looks like Kitagawa Tera from Class 1-1 from the underwear incident some time ago,” someone offered uncertainly.

“Kitagawa Tera?” Chinatsu Chiyuki had an impression.

She vaguely remembered that the disciplinary committee had mentioned this matter to them. Rumors that Kitagawa Tera was the underwear thief began to spread before they could start their investigation.

Moreover, the former president was about to step down, thus did not bother with such trivialities.

Perverts… Well, there would be a few every year.

Everything was finalized. Although Chinatsu Chiyuki felt that something was not right at that time, she did not pursue it in the end.

After all, it did happen, and the public gave their verdict.

Hearing the familiar name, Chinatsu Chiyuki’s heart moved.

Perhaps it’s necessary to get in touch with this student?