The key issue was that Beichuan Hui Li still didn’t know how to refute Mr. Temple.
Like Nakajima Michika, she had slipped into a state of withdrawal, nibbling on greens while pondering what she should do next.
Silence had fallen over the dining table again, but this was exactly what Mr. Temple had hoped for.
He took the quiet mont to think about the upcoming Kyubei study camp.
In his mory, there were photos of a previous forest study camp, and at the ti, Mr. Temple had thought that the other party had gone to the camp during the second year of middle school.
After all, most schools arrange their study trips and camps during the second year of high school or the latter half of middle school...
Unexpectedly, Kyubei had its own unique approach by organizing a whole school camp before the study trip.
But on second thought, such an arrangent was actually quite reasonable, since the camp was followed by the Golden Week holidays in May, which also helped students decompress ntally after the camp.
After the camp and the Golden Week, May arrived, and it ant even more intense study sessions, a learning atmosphere that would persist until the sumr holidays in July.
For second-year students like Mr. Temple, it ant they had to start preparing for university in the latter half of the academic year.
This was what was famously known in Japan as the battle at Heavenly King Mountain.
"No wonder they chose this ti for the camp," Mr. Temple probably understood the school’s intent.
During the camp, contrary to what many thought, it wasn’t all about wandering and playing all day long; there was also studying in the camp lodge, enhancing the learning atmosphere while also getting students accustod to the fierce academic competition in May, June, and July.
This was Japan’s ’happy education.’
However, it seed that Beichuan Hui Li was relatively more excited about this upcoming camp.
Mr. Temple glanced at Beichuan Hui Li, who was discussing quietly with Nakajima Michika.
Seeing Beichuan Hui Li like this, Mr. Temple couldn’t help but fall back into contemplation.
On the other side, Nakajima Michika, seeing Mr. Temple deep in thought, couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Never thought you, Mr. Temple, would also have a day where you’re troubled about the camp."
In her opinion, it must be because Mr. Temple couldn’t find anyone to team up with, and he was worrying about it now.
Right, for a stoic guy like Mr. Temple, finding people to talk and interact with at school was already particularly challenging, let alone pairing up with soone?
That was simply impossible—
"Don’t get the wrong idea. I was considering how to handle your als during those three days and four nights of the camp," Mr. Temple’s expression remained unchanged. "Mirai will also join for the camp, so what should you do alone at ho? That’s what I was pondering."
"..." Nakajima Michika.
Nakajima Michika’s smile faded.
If just monts ago she was taking pleasure in his misfortune, now she had completely lost that mood.
That was three days and four nights!
Nakajima Michika didn’t think eating takeout for three or four days was a wise choice.
"Seeing your smile just now, I think you might have already figured out how to solve this problem, right?" Mr. Temple spoke again.
Mr. Temple’s overly profound gaze made Nakajima Michika only dare to focus on her bowl and eat, not daring to look up at him.
anwhile, both Nakajima Michika and Beichuan Hui Li couldn’t help but feel a subtle sensation on the other side.
Why did it feel like a perfectly good celebration party suddenly turned into a lecture session solely for Mr. Temple?
...
The next day, as usual, Mr. Temple gave Nakajima Michika a thorough training session before heading to school at his usual pace.
Kyubei High School was the sa as usual, except for so students excitedly discussing the upcoming forest study camp, there was no change.
This was essentially like a large-scale outing, adding so fun to the otherwise boring school life. Even knowing that the main purpose of this camp was for study, these students imrsed in daily studies were still exceedingly excited.
So bragged about the snacks they prepared to eat on the bus, while others had already started forming factions and groups.
The grouping for the Kyubei High School camp was freely ford by the students, with each group’s size ranging from a minimum of two to a maximum of six. If there were any excess individuals left over, they would have to join a group with a teacher.
This was also a test of one’s social connections.
The phenonon of small cliques among Japanese students was very severe, especially evident in situations like this.
For instance—
As soon as she entered the classroom, Shen Gu Mirai was blocked by soone inviting her.
"Shen Gu, can you join our group? We’re missing a girl like you in our group!"
"Shen Gu, please join ."
"..."
It must be said, being a pretty girl does have its privileges.
Even with Shen Gu Mirai’s quirky personality, many were still eager to pull her into their group.
After all, everyone has a love for beauty.
However—
"Sorry, I already have a group of people selected," Shen Gu Mirai said with a smile, declining everyone.
Her smile was so bright that it captivated the girls who ca to invite her.
But the next mont, soone quietly asked her, "Shen Gu, the group of people you ntioned doesn’t happen to include Beichuan Demon King, does it...?"
"That’s right," Shen Gu Mirai responded cheerfully and naturally.
"I an, Shen Gu, it’s already this late, do you really need to bother with the Beichuan Demon King? If you’re in a group with him, could you even eat what he makes? Would you dare to eat it?"
Kyubei High School implented a policy where students had to fend for themselves in procuring and preparing food during a three-day, four-night camp, aiming to sharpen their self-reliance.
"Exactly, I heard that the Beichuan Demon King even eats people."
"Right, not just our school’s students, but even students from other schools in the Bunkyo District..."
They went back and forth, voicing their opinions about Beichuan Si to Shen Gu Mirai.
To Shen Gu Mirai, much of what they said seed baseless.
Rumors like Beichuan Si eating people or constantly fighting with others outside...
All of these were utterly groundless.
Therefore, Shen Gu Mirai made a decision.
"Everyone, you might have misunderstood sothing."
Maintaining her bright and lively smile, she carefully stated, "It’s not that Mr. Temple forcibly asked to team up with him, but rather I wanted to—"
Snap.
A hand reached out from the crowd outside and grabbed Shen Gu Mirai’s wrist.
The Demon King himself had arrived!
Everyone, who had been seriously listening to Shen Gu Mirai, suddenly broke out in cold sweat, not daring to make a sound.
"Shen Gu, co with for a mont," Beichuan Si pulled Shen Gu Mirai out into the hallway.
The next mont, the crowd erupted into an even more intense buzz.
Rumors such as ’Shen Gu Little Angel has always been in contact with the Demon King, now she’s really going to be treated badly by the Demon King’ or ’Beichuan Demon King forced Shen Gu Mirai to join his group’ spread even faster.
On the other side.
Beichuan Si looked at Shen Gu Mirai and asked, "What were you about to say?"
"Uh... about wanting to team up with Mr. Temple?" Shen Gu Mirai blinked her beautiful big eyes.
"You might be regarded as an oddball for that."
Beichuan Si’s words were as straightforward and piercing as ever.
"That doesn’t matter at all." Shen Gu Mirai cheerfully replied, "Haven’t I always been considered one by them? But Mr. Temple—are you showing concern for ? Wow, I’m so happy."
She exaggeratedly wiped away nonexistent tears at the corner of her eyes.
But upon closer inspection, she indeed looked delighted.
Her fingertips were even trembling slightly.
She was really overjoyed!
Beichuan Si was actually showing concern for her; did that not an that all her prior efforts hadn’t been in vain?
But then—
"I just don’t want to bother taking care of another person’s als,"
Beichuan Si said, his tone unchanged.
Uh...
Shen Gu Mirai was stunned, then ca a mix of panic and anger:
"Mr. Temple!!!"
"Mr. Temple, why are you always like this! Just when I feel touched, you always have to speak harsh truths! Can’t you let be happy for a bit?"
Shen Gu Mirai puffed up her cheeks, her irritation fueled again by the baseless rumors reaching her ears.
Not just annoyed with the tactless Beichuan Si, she was even more upset with those spreading the rumors.
She stamped her foot and cried out furiously:
"No! I have to tell them! I really want to be in a group with Mr. Temple!"
"I really like Mr. Temple! That’s why I want to be in his group!"
But she could never have anticipated Beichuan Si’s next words.
He nodded emotionlessly:
"Then go ahead and tell them."
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