This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 419 - 285. Please Stop Hitting Me (8000-word goal achieved!)_2

Chapter 419: Chapter 285. Please Stop Hitting Me (8000-word goal achieved!)_2

"Aikawa! You finally woke up!" Hua Yuanxiongjie greeted his close friend with a mournful face.

"Xiong... Xiongjie? And Hanako...?" The severe pain made it hard for Aikawa to get his words out, he stuttered, then tried to lift his hand.

The hand... was bound.

The feet... were also tied up.

He screamed, "What’s going on?!"

"...For now... don’t exert yourself anymore. Aikawa..." Hua Yuanxiongjie swallowed hard and gave him a meaningful look.

Following Hua Yuanxiongjie’s gaze, Aikawa saw a young man with a cold expression sitting on the living room sofa.

The young man was tall and slender and seemed young by his complexion, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and appeared to be easygoing.

But if you asked Aikawa, the cold light flickering in the other’s clear eyes betrayed his handsome features.

That cold, hard aura filled with rationality and intelligence left Aikawa stunned.

He was not someone Aikawa knew.

The young man’s gaze moved across his face like a knife, "Aikawa?"

"That’s me... But who in the world are you?! You must realize what you are doing is a crime!"

Aikawa was still a teacher to some extent, and although he wasn’t quite clear on the situation at the moment, he had no pressure in putting a moral high hat on the other party.

"A crime? Like how you and Mr. Hua Yuanxiongjie here have been indecent with young girls? That’s a lawful act?" Beichuan Si’s expression remained unchanged.

Aikawa’s face slightly shifted, but he immediately pressed it down and pretended to be puzzled, "What nonsense are you talking about—"

Smack!

Beichuan Si lifted a rubber club and hit it across Aikawa’s face.

"You’re breaking the law..."

Smack!

"It hurts... you bastard! Just you wait! I’ll definitely make you—"

Smack!

"I..."

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

The crisp sound of flesh meeting rubber club echoed relentlessly, accompanied by Aikawa’s face contorting in extreme pain.

After a while, he was weeping and kowtowing to Beichuan Si, "What do you want to ask? Just ask what you want! Please stop hitting me! Whatever you want to know, just ask!"

Indeed, it seems people need a harsh lesson from society before they’ll behave.

Beichuan Si sat back down on the sofa, looked at Aikawa, and started with the first question, "First, did you meet with Shan Yuanmu Yuzi on the afternoon of January 24th between three and four o’clock, and if so, what did you do? I need to know the full story."

The afternoon of January 24th?

Aikawa’s expression became troubled.

Why would Beichuan Si know about that?

"I..."

He opened his mouth, his expression full of turmoil.

"Answer honestly." Beichuan Si weighed the rubber club in his hand.

This was the thing they had used to beat Shan Yuanmu Yuzi, and now Beichuan Si was using it against them.

This could be considered karma.

Aikawa looked fearfully at the rubber club in Beichuan Si’s hand and hesitantly began to recount what had happened that day.

The truth was, Shan Yuanmu Yuzi had always had a fondness for Aikawa.

As a piano lesson teacher, he had in private taught her many little piano techniques.

That day was like such an afternoon... the setting sun hazy, the entire infirmary as if stained red with blood...

Shan Yuanmu Yuzi came to the infirmary to find Aikawa.

In fact, she wanted to thank Aikawa for the help he often provided during piano lessons.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Aikawa, who was already of questionable morals, was overcome with lust and did something unforgivable as a teacher.

And that was the beginning of Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s despair—

"In fact, that Shan Yuanmu, she...was also a bit mentally unstable... The first time, she asked me a question, asking if I was willing to destroy everything, and by that time I didn’t care anymore, so of course, I directly answered yes."

"She didn’t cry or scream, she just stared at me with a smile... That smile... was truly terrifying, horribly piercing..." Aikawa gasped in a chilling breath: "After it was over, she brought up the topic of destroying everything again. I asked her then, what does ’destroy everything’ mean?"

Aikawa pulled at his own hair, speaking in a tone that made one’s scalp tingle: "She told me that to destroy everything actually meant to expose every single thing I had just done to her in public—what a joke, I had only with great difficulty gotten into Sacred Heart Girls’ High School... Of course, I wouldn’t agree."

Beichuan Si listened but did not speak.

The words Aikawa was saying now carried a lot of subjectivity, not entirely trustworthy.

But in that situation of being violated, Shan Yuanmu Yuzi still maintained a smile—just thinking about it would make one’s skin crawl, right?

The smiling clown...

Beichuan Si subconsciously thought of the strange tales Shan Yuanmu Yuzi had mentioned in the world of the mind.

That clown had forgotten how to cry and could only forever hold a smile, dancing an endless unicycle dance.

Isn’t this quite like Shan Yuanmu Yuzi?

Then there was another strange tale she spoke of—the rooftop you can’t ascend.

It was about two people who wanted to commit suicide, one had already jumped into the abyss, but the other hesitated and even said, "I was just playing with you."

Isn’t this as if Shan Yuanmu Yuzi and Aikawa?

The agreed matter not followed through with, leaving only Shan Yuanmu Yuzi in the depths of the abyss.

Perhaps this was the meaning behind the sneering smile Shan Yuanmu Yuzi showed in the world of the mind.

The smiling clown.

The unreachable rooftop.

These two strange tales didn’t exist in reality, they were all just Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s generalization of her own experiences.

But when exactly had Shan Yuanmu Yuzi become like this?

From Aikawa’s words, Beichuan Si could clearly hear that Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s mental state was very wrong.

It was genuinely strange.

If it were an average girl, having something like that done by a teacher, she would definitely report it to the police.

Even if not to the police, she wouldn’t, afterwards, let her room be used by them... demeaning herself in this way...

Still can’t figure it out now.

It could be family reasons, school reasons, or friendship reasons.

These bizarre reasons mixed together to create the current Shan Yuanmu Yuzi.

But—

"Regardless of what, the things you’ve done can’t just be simply explained away with a couple of sentences." Beichuan Si took out a black recording pen from his chest pocket and pressed the switch.

Aikawa’s words and those of Hua Yuanxiongjie were played by Beichuan Si one segment after another.

"You recorded it?!" Aikawa’s eyes bulged, he hadn’t expected Beichuan Si to do something like this at all.

If those recordings got out, Aikawa’s path at Sacred Heart Girls’ High School would come to an end, and he’d be locked up as well.

What? You say the recording doesn’t constitute evidence?

Sorry, Shan Yuanmu’s father Shan Yuanmu is a renowned political party leader, holding significant influence in the political arena, and sending the likes of Aikawa and Hua Yuanxiongjie to jail isn’t at all difficult.

If Shan Yuanmu were to be even a bit more extreme, sinking them into Tokyo Bay wouldn’t be out of the question either—

Thinking of this, Aikawa showed a deeply frightened expression, screaming out: "I’ll give you anything you want! Just don’t let...don’t let Shan Yuanmu’s father know about that recording..."

Beichuan Si looked at him, a man in utter terror, and said calmly: "Unfortunately."

He took out his phone:

"I’ve already called Mr. Shan Yuan, and I estimate he’s already downstairs by now."

As he spoke, Beichuan Si, holding the recording pen, walked out.

In every sense of the word, Aikawa and the others must pay the price for what they had done initially.

The most important thing as a teacher is to pull the students back from the edge of the cliff, not to push them deeper into the abyss.

And the actions they took afterward—

Insults, beatings, ordering around, and expelling Shan Yuanmu Yuzi from this apartment flat...

These are unforgivable offenses.