These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy Chapter Volume 1, 1 - Being struck on the head by an unknown

TL: flarewk

2nd Revision: The Hallway Hobo, flarewk

I’m an ‘invisible person’ in class.

How would I put it, it’s just that I have a very low kind of presence, only when the teacher did roll-call would my na be finally spoken.

My seat was in the second to last row near the windows, also called the ‘main character seat’; yet I wasn’t receiving any sort of treatnt like a main character should have been in the first place. Maybe it’s because I didn’t have the kind of atmosphere that those male main characters do, or maybe it’s because I didn’t like to look outside the windows like they do……..

Ahh, this wasn’t considered to be a form of grumbling at all, it’s rely describing my current situation.

My na is An Jun Cheng, born in the year 2000. My birthday is on the 1st of January, so I’m 17 years old this year, and a second year student at Qiang Shui High School.

Looks being normal, at least not disgracing my parents; within my short black hair there’s a lot of white hair mixed in ssily, and from a distance you would think that my hair is greyish. The huge amount of white hair is hereditary, and it wasn’t just my imagination, or even not more because of mast**bating too much.

My na cos from the saying ‘If you, a gentleman treat sincerely, I too won’t treat you with naught as well’. It’s a na given to by my grandpa. The aning is that if soone else was to be sincere with , I must not let down the other party’s sincerity in return, and must properly repay them.

A pity was that your grandson doesn’t have any friends at all………grandpa……….

Cough cough, I’ve accidentally entered into a pessimistic mood……..always thinking about the negative side of things was one of my habits as well.

Even though I’d always been loning by myself, I still couldn’t possibly look out the windows in a daze. So the way of entertainnt that I chose was to read manga or light novels, and when I’m at ho I’d also watch ani or movies. About gas, I didn’t really play much of them, and rather than playing gas by myself, I belong to those kinds who would rather watch Let’s plays instead.

Normally on the weekends, I’d either be sleeping at ho or whiling away my ti watching movies. If you were to label as an ‘otaku’, perhaps I could be considered as one. But I didn’t go and collect any figurines or whatnot, and I didn’t have much interest in cosplay either. So at most, I could be considered as a fake-otaku?

Well, in any case, I was just that kind of boring person.

Once again confirming onto my own’s sorrowful traits, I sighed as I closed my completed manga.

The ti was 8.45 pm, and because there was a self-revision session, I was still at the school’s library.

Although a large portion of schools cancelled their systems of night self-revisions, our school still preserved them, since a huge amount of our school’s students went ho after school, so dormitory facilities weren’t even being built yet…But even though there’s night self-revisions, it’s still a little different from normal self-revisions. This was because of the ‘grading’ system.

Of course, it’s in accordance to china’s tradition. Students were graded according to their exam results, and if you ranked within the first 100 positions in the overall exams you may not need to participate in the night self-revisions. If ranked from 100 to 200 instead, you can only return ho after staying from 6 pm to 7.30 pm, but if you rank below 200………you would have to despairingly stay up till 9 pm.

This was brought about by the school to motivate the students, since most people didn’t want to stay in the school until 9 pm.

And since I happened to be ranked in the 201st position, I needed to stay for the entire session of the night self-revisions till they ended.

But, even though these night self-revisions may seem very taxing to other students, in contrast, it’s quite all right for .

This is because our school library kept a collection of manga and light novels in a corner, and when I found out about it last sester, I had often imrsed myself there. Ah, as expected, rather than using my phone to read the electronic version, it was better to hold the real book, as it gave off a better distinct feeling.

But night self-revision didn’t an that you had to stay in a classroom, so long as you handed in a note from the librarian to the horoom teacher every other day, it was enough to prove that I’d participated in the night self-revisions already.

The people who did it like this other than numbered four more in total, but they weren’t classmates from my class, and I didn’t attempt to get to know them at all, since it’s common knowledge to remain silent in the library, right?

I originally thought that there would be a much greater amount of people who ca to the library, but including , it’s just five people in total. Maybe other people felt that it was the sa no matter where they stayed……..but if they ever found out that there were light novels and manga to be read at the library, the library would then probably be extrely packed. But, no one ever asked about it……..my interpersonal relationships were still as terrible as ever huh…….

Also worth ntioning was, the librarian was a female teacher who wore a pair of spectacles, her na’s Yang Li Li. She looked to be roughly 20 plus years of age, and she had long hair that covered most of her face, but please don’t imagine that Yang-laoshi is extrely beautiful, because I’d seen Yang-laoshi’s looks before, and how do I put it……..nngh, it was slightly horrifyingly disgusting, so there was no possibility of developing any sort of student-teacher relationship like from light novel scenarios.

Yang-laoshi probably wasn’t married yet, because if she was already married then it would be impossible for her to work overti in the library until 9 pm……..also, 80% of the reason why she wasn’t married would likely to be attributed to that face of hers…….even I who wasn’t a supporter of outer-looks couldn’t accept it at all.

Cough cough cough, saying it that way was a little too dishonorable already……..I’ve sinned, I’ve sinned indeed.

Seeing that the night self-revision session was almost over, I placed the book back onto the shelf, and walked towards the counter to acquire the signed note from by the teacher herself.

Walking to the front of the counter, I lowered my voice as I called out the teacher.

“Yang-laoshi.”

“Mm? Oh, Jun Cheng huh, you’re here to get notes signed, right?”

Yang-laoshi glanced up to look at , as she took out her phone to look at the ti, and correctly guessed the purpose of approaching. It’s because Yang-laoshi and I were already rather acquainted, so she always called out my na directly like that. Occasionally I’d even be requested by the teacher to help carry so stuff and whatnot as well. Although I didn’t have any friends, getting along with teachers still wasn’t that bad; even the horoom teacher treated quite well……..although it’s also plausible that it’s because she’s worried that I’ve been isolated……….

“Yep.”

“Mm, got it, hold on for awhile.”

Yang-laoshi then simply tore out a piece of paper from her notebook, and afterwards folded it into many small sections. The tearing sounds were a little noisy in the library that was filled with silence. The teacher finished tearing quite a few pieces of notes in a mont, afterwhich she then wrote nas and chopped them one after another. She probably prepared other people’s signed notes at the sa ti as mine.

But unexpectedly, Yang-laoshi actually handed all of the signed notes to in the end.

“Here, take all of these.”

“Ehh? All to ?”

Even though I thought that those notes were prepared for other people, she actually gave them all to in the end…….

Having that many signed notes ant that it was alright for to not go to the night self-revisions, but it can’t be that the teacher was silently encouraging to stray from night self-revisions, right………..

Nonono, it definitely wasn’t like that. Why would a teacher do sothing like that? It must be because she found it too troubling to write for every ti, so she might as well give out a bunch in one shot, probably. She trusted on this! She trusted that I wouldn’t stray away from classes, that was why she did this.

And since the other party was so willing to trust in , I couldn’t let them down either, that way I could live up to my na.

“Mm………..you know what’s the aning of this, right. Recently, it’s not too safe at night, so with these notes you won’t be needing to co for night self-revisions.”

The f***! She really wanted to stray from classes huh!

Plus what’s with her reasoning too? Not too safe at night? What was there to be scared of by such a manly person like ……….although it’s indisputable if there was a homicidal maniac appearing at night and so on, but recently there wasn’t any such news like that, right?

Can it be………ah, I got it.

The teacher must have been thinking of wanting to skip classes.

Yeah, there was only five students in the library in all, and as long as she could dissuade us five, Yang-laoshi could then get out of work earlier!

So it was like that~ I got it, Iiii gooot ittt, Teacher, I won’t expose you about this, alright~ who knows, Yang-laoshi being so anxious about getting off from work, maybe it was because she finally found a boyfriend.

After I clearly figured this matter out, I silently nodded my head twice and took the signed notes from the teacher’s hands.

“Gyaahh!”

When I took the notes from her I accidentally brushed against Yang-laoshi’s hands, and as a result the teacher mysteriously scread, and even retracted her hands with lightning fast reflexes, which made the signed notes scatter around the floor in the end.

This sort of reaction that happened when touching a youthful bishoujo actually occurred when in contact with a “youthful” female teacher………I wasn’t the least bit delighted at all.

“S, sorry, Jun Cheng, static electricity probably occured just now…….”

Yang-laoshi apologized as she hastily squatted down to pick up the signed notes.

“Ah, it’s fine, and it’s alright for to just pick them up.”

I also squatted to pick up the notes, but the uncertainty within my mind still swirled around. Static electricity, huh? But why didn’t I feel anything at my side?

After I checked all of the signed notes, I placed all of them into my pocket, and bowed towards Yang-laoshi before leaving the library.

Before I left, I heard the murmuring sounds of Yang-laoshi: “………Or is it better if I put on so gloves instead……..”

“………”

I’m really not very clear on what exactly Yang-laoshi was worrying about, had her nopause arrived in advance maybe?

When the bell rang, it was just perfect that I’d reached the school gate entrance, with the security-dàye opening the gates after hearing the bell ring, and I beca the first person to leave the school thereafter.

I took out the signed notes from my pocket, and briefly counted the total number I possessed on-hand.

A total of 8 pieces, which ant that I wouldn’t need to attend night self-revision sessions for 8 days huh………but, about staying at ho, I also don’t think that I had anything to do there either………

“Mm………what the hell is this?”

When I was confirming the number of signed notes that I had, I suddenly realized that the back of these signed notes seed to have sothing drawn onto them.

I, who was a little curious, then readied to look for a place to piece these together to see what kind of imagery it is.

Walking to the nearest park’s bench and sitting down on it, I put the notes together piece by piece, and very easily ford out the correct corresponding image thereafter.

It seed to be a pentagram………no, looking at those texts on top of it, it seed to be written backwards. Then that ans, it’s an inverse pentagram?

Nngh, I rember that inverse pentagrams seed to signify satan or demons and whatnot………it couldn’t be that Yang-laoshi was a believer in so evil cult, right? Now it seed that things were starting to beco a little troubling……..

Just when I was thinking about what to do next, a series of air-breaking sounds resounded into my ears. I turned around confusedly, and just when I had turned around halfway, sothing like a shooting star struck the side of my head!

The sudden, ferocious impact made collapse straightaway, and as a result, my head hit onto the inverse pentagram that I’d just pieced back together.

What happened next was that an extrely blinding light shone directly into my eyes!

Dizziness and loss of vision made instantly fall into unconsciousness.

………..

“Waah, oh shit, oh shit! I’ve actually dragged a normal person into this!”

“Who asked you to be that rash, let see here……….luckily, this person rely fainted, there shouldn’t be any big issues at all. Just leave him be, and let’s first collect back our magic tool.”

“Oh………huh? It’s gone!”

“What?”

“The Taijitu Demon Warding Mirror is gone!”

“Mm? How could the magic tool simply vanish without a trace, look carefully for it again.”

“I’ve looked already! It’s really gone!! Also, the connection that I had with the magic tool has already been cut off!”

“How can it be? Cutting off connections between a magic tool and it’s owner, would only an the absolute destruction of the magic tool………but, how can a Taijitu Demon Warding Mirror be so easily damaged?”

“But, I really can’t feel it at aaall! Sobsobsob, whuat shud I do noww…………grandpa will definitely scold to death now……….”

“Haahh………..in any case let’s head back first, we’ll think of a plan when we’re back.”

“Sobsob……….Mn………..”

Footnotes:

Qiang Shui High School = it directly translates to “Water Gun high school”; so far there’s no explanation on it’s naming as such yet.

edit: shui qiang (水枪，in reverse) discreetly ans masturbation, lol. Coin that up with a school na, you’ll know that this author is an old veteran already.

What’s an old vet you ask? Soone who’s very experienced, it’s referring to a driver who drove passengers around (老司机), showing them the Way of XXX.

XXX refers to adult content.

If you, a gentleman treat sincerely, I, equally won’t treat you naught as well = An Jun Cheng (font-highlighted the anings mapped to his na, ‘An‘ is his surna, which can be interpreted as ‘being a quiet person’)

Taijitu Demon Warding Mirror = What I know about this mirror that it reveals the truth like the lens of truth in Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Ti gas. It’s based on ancient chinese mythology though, so if you want to know more about it just google the term.

Glossary:

-laoshi = a honorific suffix, this ant ‘teacher’

bishoujo = term for extrely beautiful girl

-dàye = a honorific suffix, this ant ‘respected elder’ , and the MC used it onto the security guard as he thought of that elderly person as a VIP to let him away from the “gloom” which was his school night self-revisions