This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 407 - 279: Role-playing at Beichuan Si (4000 words) - Part 2

Chapter 407: Chapter 279: Role-playing at Beichuan Si (4000 words) - Part 2

This was truly an unexpected gain.

Beichuan Si’s expression changed.

He had not anticipated that the Soul Summoning Flower would also have this effect.

"Think... let go..." Shenzhu Shihui’s voice echoed in his ear.

Following her advice, Beichuan Si cast aside the slight joy of having just acquired new abilities.

Amidst an indescribable sensation, Beichuan Si felt as though his perspective was gradually rising.

Some noises also began to sound in his ears—

First was a man’s angry shout, "If Riko were still here!"

Then a flash of white passed before Beichuan Si’s eyes, as if someone had pointed a laser directly at them.

"It’s really too easy to handle."

A cynical and contented voice sounded at the same time.

Cluttered typing noises, the drip-drop sound of falling water droplets.

these noises gathered together.

Then—

A cold, hard, cage-like school suddenly stretched out before Beichuan Si and revealed itself.

"Where is this?" Beichuan Si asked, unable to help frowning.

The voice was clearly not his.

He instinctively looked down.

In his view was a neatly dressed male teacher’s grayscale outfit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses tucked into the pocket on his chest.

The height was wrong, the voice was wrong...

He wore a watch on his right hand, and the time pointed to 7:20.

In front of him was a school, and he was dressed as a teacher; thus, the answer was obvious.

Beichuan Si had figured it out.

He calmly felt through his remaining pockets, and finally, in an inner pocket of his jacket, he found a wallet along with a brand-new teacher’s ID.

"Aikawa, teacher at Sacred Heart Girls’ High School."

On the teacher’s ID was a young male teacher with a restrained smile, his neatly cut short hair making him look very dependable.

In his pocket, just like Beichuan Si’s current pocket, was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Things were clear now.

This was Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s Heart Image World, and he had appeared here in the form of Aikawa.

This was a bit different from what Shenzhu Shihui had said.

According to what Shenzhu Shihui had just mentioned, upon entering the Heart Image World, Beichuan Si was supposed to be a bystander’s perspective, and it would be difficult to influence the events within the Heart Image World.

But after all, Shenzhu Shihui had only seen the Heart Image World once, so some deviation was tolerable.

As Beichuan Si was lost in thought, a gentle and cheerful greeting came from behind.

"Teacher Aikawa, good morning."

Beichuan Si unconsciously turned around.

At some point, a long-haired girl with a gentle and serene smile had appeared behind him.

Shan Yuanmu Yuzi!

"..." Beichuan Si.

Had Shenzhu Shihui made a mistake?

Her original instruction was for Beichuan Si to find the true essence of Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s Heart Image.

Yet Shan Yuanmu Yuzi herself had appeared directly in front of Beichuan Si.

There were only two possibilities.

Either Shenzhu Shihui had misunderstood the situation, and the true self could actually appear.

Or the Shan Yuanmu Yuzi in front of him was not the Heart Image true self that Beichuan Si was looking for.

Confirming it was simple—whether Shan Yuanmu Yuzi was the true self was also simple—

Without a second word, Beichuan Si immediately grabbed Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s wrist.

"Teacher?!" Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s beautiful eyes widened, seemingly having never expected that Aikawa would do such a thing.

And under her stunned expression, Beichuan Si distinctly felt himself swiftly leaving the Heart Image World.

It felt like being expelled.

The scene shifted again!

The familiar scent of disinfectant in the hospital room lingered as Mr. Beichuan’s expression subtly changed while he stood upright.

Shan Yuan Yuzi, lying on the bed, still showed no signs of awakening, indicating that this attempt likely ended in failure.

"Brother Beichuan, are you alright?" Nanami Qiao, seeing Mr. Beichuan regain his senses, hurried over and grabbed his hand, her little head raised as she looked at him with much concern. "You were standing still just now. If Sister Kelian hadn’t explained it to us, we would still have no idea what had happened."

"Yes." Before Mr. Beichuan could respond, Qiuxiao Yunai on the side hurriedly chimed in. "Mr. Beichuan, you were really exaggerating standing there motionless like a horse, with your back so straight. Even if someone called your name, you wouldn’t respond at all."

Standing like a horse?

Mr. Beichuan took another look at Qiuxiao Yunai.

This woman truly had a knack for metaphors.

However, Mr. Beichuan was not annoyed; he simply turned around and called over Shenzhu Shihui, then told her everything that had just happened.

"...Entered into some kind of mental image...? I’ve never encountered this before." Shenzhu Shihui was also baffled after hearing what Mr. Beichuan said.

The mental world that Mr. Beichuan had entered was not the fantastical and disorderly one as described by Shenzhu Shihui but rather, it was a very regulated school building—

"But generally, such things... It’s impossible for them to occur." Shenzhu Shihui’s calm face revealed a thoughtful expression, "The mental world of Jade Destruction Disease sufferers... should mostly be chaotic."

"Regardless, this attempt provided some experience."

Mr. Beichuan looked at Shan Yuan Yuzi, whose eyebrows were still tightly furrowed.

The most crucial reason for being expelled just now was perhaps because his words and actions did not resemble Aikawa at all, causing Shan Yuan Yuzi, the owner of this mental world, to detect something was amiss.

If he were to investigate while wearing Aikawa’s face, perhaps new findings could emerge.

"Shenzhu, let’s try again."

Mr. Beichuan called out to Shenzhu Shihui.

"Or perhaps you should rest a bit first?" Qiuxiao Yunai pulled over a stool for Mr. Beichuan, hoping he would sit down and rest for a while.

"It doesn’t matter."

Mr. Beichuan waved his hand, his expression unchanging, as if indifferent to everything.

As the perspective gradually cleared, more insignificant noises reached Mr. Beichuan’s ears.

The sound of a laboriously winding music box, the distant cries of a few cats—

He sighed.

Mr. Beichuan slowly exhaled, the scene before him completely still.

A pale, cold mist emanated around Sacred Heart Girls’ High School.

Most of the students by Mr. Beichuan’s side wore dark black, with white-gray plaid shirts and plaid long skirts from Sacred Heart Girls’ High School.

"Teacher Aikawa, good morning."

These female students, very well-mannered, would make a point to stop, walk over to Mr. Beichuan, and bow to greet him even if they weren’t passing directly by him.

"Good morning," Mr. Beichuan nodded his head.

Among this group of girls, Shan Yuan Yuzi was not present; he didn’t need to fret about how to impersonate Aikawa.

Besides, even if Mr. Beichuan were to fret, it wouldn’t be of any use.

His face always remained expressionless, cold and detached.

But this could actually be acceptable.

He could use ’not feeling well recently’ as an excuse.

There were primarily a few things to do now:

The first and foremost goal was to find the true mental image of Shan Yuan Yuzi hidden within the mental world.

Second, to determine why Shan Yuan Yuzi had tried to commit suicide by slashing her wrists, the reason behind her self-harm.

Third, the real situation behind the corner issue.

Along with the fact that Shan Yuan Yuzi had always lived alone... what could be the reason for that...

And why Aikawa? What exactly did the identity of Aikawa represent?

These matters all needed investigation.

And to approach any of these inquiries, he had to leverage the identity of Teacher Aikawa.

Because there was something that normal students couldn’t do, but was absolutely permissible with a teacher’s identity.

That was the extraction of student identity information.

By figuring out just where Shan Yuan Yuzi lived, her family circumstances, and other details, Mr. Beichuan could likely formulate some theories, not having to investigate aimlessly like now.

Thinking this, Mr. Beichuan then subconsciously picked up the lesson plan he was holding and started flipping through.

Sacred Heart Girls’ High School music unit lesson preparation plan—