This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 91. Beichuan Demon King is Back!

Chapter 91: Chapter 91. Beichuan Demon King is Back!

While Changgu, Seki, and Ikegami looked at each other helplessly, the calm voice of Beichuan Si came through:

"I’m not against joining you."

"Really? Is Brother Beichuan going to come with us?" Changgu Makoto suddenly brightened up.

Great!

With Beichuan Si joining them, what was there to worry about?

Seeing their cheerful faces, Beichuan Si added, "I have a condition."

"A condition?" The three exchanged glances, then turned back to Beichuan Si, seemingly eager to hear what his condition was.

Seeing them like this, Beichuan Si paused for a while before asking, "You guys must be familiar with most of Kyubei’s delinquents, right?"

"Uh... pretty much, we basically know all of Kyubei’s delinquents."

The delinquents of Kyubei were just a small group, and there was no internal division among them, so naturally they knew many.

"I want those delinquents to help me find some students from other schools, getting their contact information would be the best."

After speaking, Beichuan Si stopped and silently watched Ikegami Keito and the others, waiting for their response.

This...

"This minor thing... Brother Beichuan could easily have us do it," Ikegami Keito scratched his head, muttering,

"You’re the head of the delinquents now..."

Beichuan Si heard what he said but didn’t comment.

Indeed, it was just about finding people, not a big deal.

"Then I’ll leave it to you guys," Beichuan Si nodded, then continued, "When did you guys arrange to meet with the Jinji group? I might need to take some leave soon."

"If Brother Beichuan is in a hurry, we can go to Jinji High School this afternoon," Ikegami Keito interjected.

"Then it’s this afternoon," Beichuan Si said as he started heading to the classroom.

But suddenly, Changgu Makoto, concerned, called out loudly, "Brother Beichuan, how many people should we bring?"

Yes, the number of people hadn’t even been decided yet, so why head back to the classroom?

After a long while, Changgu, Seki, and Ikegami finally heard a somewhat inexplicable voice from Beichuan Si:

"What do you mean ’how many’? The four of us are enough."

"Oh, oh."

Because Beichuan Si’s voice was so calm, Changgu Makoto, Seki Naoya, and Ikegami Keito just dumbly nodded their heads.

It was only after Beichuan Si had fully entered the classroom that they came to their senses.

"What?? Just the three of us?!" The three of them finally reacted.

Was Brother Beichuan joking?

It wasn’t a very funny joke.

"Should we go back in and ask Brother Beichuan?" Seki Naoya nudged Ikegami Keito with his elbow.

Since he and Ikegami Keito were of the same rank, and Changgu Makoto was a third-year senior, they couldn’t possibly send Changgu Makoto in—nor would Changgu Makoto go.

"Uh..." Ikegami Keito thought again about the way Beichuan Si had just hit their heads.

He immediately shook his head vigorously, "This... might not be a good idea. And maybe Brother Beichuan knows some people outside, so we might not need the students from Kyubei."

"Um... there is indeed this possibility," Seki Naoya nodded vigorously.

Beichuan Si had that semblance of a great Demon King who had always concealed himself well, and his peers hadn’t fared well under his control.

The trio discussed further and became even more convinced that someone might be behind Beichuan Si, otherwise, his calmness wouldn’t have been possible.

The reason Beichuan Si only took the three of them along was probably because he didn’t need the help of the Kyubei students.

With that optimistic thought, they headed back to their own classrooms.

...

Beichuan Si walked into the classroom carrying his briefcase.

As soon as the students of Class 1-1 saw him, they quietened down; many stopped their idle chatter and pretended to read their books.

Given that Beichuan Si was now the notorious leader at Kyubei, and that people had mocked him in the past, if Beichuan Si were to hold grudges, it certainly wouldn’t end well for them.

So they thought it safer to cower in front of Beichuan Si.

It’s better to avoid conflict than provoke it.

Seeing Beichuan Si returning after several days away, Shuishu Yui, the class representative, was trembling all over, not daring to utter a word.

The fear that Beichuan Si once governed made her shudder uncontrollably.

How has this Demon King returned? Didn’t the teacher say he had asked for leave?

"Beichuan," called Magong Tong, who was lost in thought seeing Beichuan Si approaching, her voice stammering, "Yo-you’re back?"

"Yes, I’m back, Magong," Beichuan Si nodded and added, "I had to deal with a sudden urgent matter last time and couldn’t keep our appointment. I’m very sorry."

"Ah... No worries, your urgent matters are important," Magong Tong said, awkwardly touching her own head and chuckling foolishly.

After a while, she seemed to realize how silly the gesture was and, chuckling nervously, she put her hand down.

Beichuan Si didn’t care about Magong Tong’s actions; his eyes momentarily flickered with a deadly gloom, and he inspected Magong Tong’s body, as was his habit.

It was alright...

Beichuan Si breathed a sigh of relief.

The golden aura around Magong Tong had intensified, the pale golden streaks tightly binding the curse within her, preventing it from erupting.

Meanwhile, as Beichuan Si watched unblinkingly, Magong Tong’s stuttering voice rang out again.

"Be-Beichuan?"

"What is it?" Beichuan Si instinctively shifted his gaze back to Magong Tong.

Magong Tong’s left eye was hidden by her bangs, lending her an overall gloomy air; her long hair reached her waist, and her overly pale face emitted an indescribable aura of dark ethereality.

"Beichuan... is it because of my, my bad luck that you were delayed in coming back?" Magong Tong asked nervously.

Having heard that Beichuan Si had suddenly taken leave from school, Magong Tong had felt it was due to her bad luck affecting him.

These past few days she had been tormented by guilt, so seeing Beichuan Si safe and sound walking in from outside made her too agitated to speak coherently.

"Magong," shrugged Beichuan Si, "I had to deal with some family matters back home, so I took three days off. Moreover, the issue at home was not serious and I’ve resolved it. Actually, I even benefitted quite a lot from dealing with it; it’s more accurate to say that my luck is quite good."

"Is-is that true?" Magong Tong said stutteringly, her eye scanning Beichuan Si nervously.

Unfortunately, even Shen Gu Mirai, a young girl, couldn’t read anything from Beichuan Si’s face, let alone Magong Tong.

"It’s true," Beichuan Si nodded, assuring her.

Hearing this firm statement from Beichuan Si, Magong Tong finally breathed a small sigh of relief.