RESURRECTION

Chapter 1to8

Tokyo, Japan . In the middle school corner.

"Please. Stop ... Please." The teenage boy buried his head in his arms.

"I told you yesterday to bring me some money. How dare you not follow my orders. Go to hell." The boy who was taller than the group kicked his stomach.

The boy immediately vomited as he cried out in pain.

“People are disgusting.” A boy with earrings in his left ear spat at him and then stepped to the side. The boy in the red shirt kept beating him.

"He did it again. Is he tall?"

"It seems so . "

"That's enough, Nobita. Or do you want to go to the juvenile detention center again?"

The red shirt hesitated and stopped.

"Remember, if you don't bring me the money tomorrow, I'll play a more fun game with you."

"He pretended to be dead again. Let's go to the arcade."

"I'm not leaving. I still have class."

"Stop acting like a good student. You are interested in the new female teacher, right? Even though she had a nice curves and a beautiful face. We should get a chance to play with him someday."

"No problem . "

The three boys left as they spoke.

The corner returned to its calmness, just as nothing had happened. Except the boy lying on the ground.

After a while, he slowly got up. He picked up a tissue and wiped away the dirt on his face and shirt. Then pick up his bag and walk calmly to class.

He lowered his head as he entered the room to hide his bruises.

As soon as he sat down, someone touched his shoulder from behind. It was Mizato Kazuo.

"Yamamoto's group hit you again?"

"No, I accidentally fell."

"Stop lying. I can tell from your face. Luckily I paid my hedge money a few days ago. Otherwise, I'd be in the same boat right now."

"Do you know Awata Rumiko from 3rd grade?" Mizato suddenly covered it and said in a low voice.

"The most handsome girl in 3rd grade?"

"really. I think he's just a bitch. I saw him on the street yesterday holding hands with a man. And you know what happened?"

Masashi was also curious.

"I followed behind them and saw them go to a love hotel. Surprise right? This bitch is holding back normally, no one thinks she's a whore. I really want to do it!"

Masashi was surprised but all he could think about was getting the money tomorrow. It killed his mood.

Masashi was envious when he looked at Mizato. Mizato's family was rich so she was fine with paying the protection fee. For him, he only got a little pocket money every month. Even new games will take a long time to save. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blame his divorced parents.

(If that ugly sister dies, then I can double my allowance.) This thought frightened him and he shook his head strongly as if he wanted to get rid of that thought.

"What are you doing?"

"Uhs. Nothing, just feeling a little headache."

The school bell rings. The students took out their textbooks and the room calmed down.

"Good morning, students," the female teacher smiled.

"Good morning, Miss Naoko."

Beautiful women have advantages. Although he had only been here for not long, his class was the most popular.

(This is the woman who wants Yamamoto bang?) He remembered their conversation.

(How does he look naked?) Masashi was excited as he stared at his adult body.

(But this is the woman Yamamoto wanted, I won't have a chance.)

"Masashi kun, what's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

"I ..." Masashi stood up in panic when he suddenly called out his name.

Miss Naoko noticed that something was abnormal with her from the beginning of the class. He lowered his head and looked out from the spirit.

"Your face is bruised. What's going on?"

"I .. I accidentally fell."

"Then be careful next time. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No. .. No need."

"Very?"

"really. Thank you sensei." The last sentence is sincere. No one cares about her but her mother. He regretted the evil thoughts he just had about Miss Naoko.

Time passed and it was noon. The students took their bento.

Masashi waited long enough for the nerdy sister of his name to call his name from the door.

"You're finally here. Do you know how long I've been waiting for," Masashi walked over as he suppressed his anger from hunger.

“You should not wait,” Hirota Kazumi said in an indifferent tone.

"You ..." He took the bento from his hand angrily and walked back to his chair.

"It looks like your brother needs discipline. Do you want me to try it?" Mizato said in a strange tone.

Masashi seemed to understand the AV section to know what he meant by discipline.

“No, thank you,” she replied in the same indifferent tone as her sister.

(Although I don't like that ugly girl, but she's still my sister.)

"It's very unfortunate . "

His head was in chaos for the rest of his class. He couldn't think of a place to get that money.

(It looks like I should use my last trick.)

So, to avoid bullying, Masashi took a week of sick leave. Like what happens after a week, only time will tell.

He tried not to think about school. As the weekend draws near, tomorrow is the last day, he no longer has the mood and dumps the controller.

He became even more irritated the more he thought about it and walked out of his house to relax.

He still did not know where to go as he walked mindlessly on the streets. In the end, he went to the arcade that he frequented.

Masashi played from noon to afternoon in the arcade as if to numb himself.

On the way back home, he saw an old woman climbing a hill with a stick.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

His heart beat faster and faster as he looked at this lonely old woman and the dimly lit streets.

(Once I succeed, I'll have the money to pay for protection money and maybe extra to build the latest Gundam model.) He licked his lips as his impulse grew.

After a round of internal struggles, his wishes caught up with him. He ran towards the old woman.

—

When she was only 200 meters away from the old woman, a shadow flew past her and reached the old woman from her left.

"ah! Help u! The robbery! Robbery ..." The shadow darted away with his waller as he shouted.

Masashi was shocked to witness the robbery at such a close distance. But he forgot that it was also what he had planned.

"Catch the robber! Somebody! Son, hurry, catch the robber! Quick ..." The old woman saw Masashi and pleaded for help.

"I. .. I don't .." He didn't do what had to be done.

"Go after him, hurry." The old woman went crazy.

Masashi's mind went blank then he followed his words without thinking.

Unfortunately for the robber and him, the road construction blocks the path of the robber.

The robber turned around and pulled out a dagger.

"Son, who told you to take care of someone's business?"

(What am I doing?) Masashi asked himself.

"I'm .. I had nothing to do with it. I don't know anything."

“Then go to hell.” The robber ran towards him and stabbed him in the stomach.

"Uh," Masashi looked at the knife in disbelief.

"I .. I don't want to die. No, I don't want to die …"

“Remember your business in your afterlife,” the robber pulled out a knife.

Blood gushed out and Masashi slowly fell to the ground.

When his vision began to blur, he was afraid. He never thought about death, even when Yamamoto hit him. He knew they wouldn't kill him. But at this moment, he realized that he was going to die. Finally, he could see nothing more.

"sorry. The patient died during transport to the hospital. We can't do anything" the doctors told middle-aged officers.

"Is that so? It's a pity that a good child died like this. Have you told your family?"

"Yes, his sister is outside. His parents will probably arrive tonight."

"Where is his body?"

"In the morgue. Do you want to see it?"

"No, we'll send forensics later. I hope his parents won't feel too sad."

Suddenly a flash flashed in the sky. The sound of thunder shocked the two of them.

"It looks like it's going to rain."

"Yes." Yeah."

Kazumi was a little sad after hearing the incident. Although they did not have the best relationship, but they still lived together for many years. "I can't believe he just died like that."

"Did you catch the robber?" He quickly returned to his normal calm.

"No, but we'll do our best. Rest assured."

"What's the problem. He's dead."

At the same time, a ball of light surrounded by lightning appeared in the morgue.

It flew into one of the drawers as if something was pulling it. And then slowly disappear.

Two through midnight. Masashi's mother came to the hospital exhausted.

As soon as he saw his daughter, he asked. "How's Masashi doing? Is this life-threatening?"

"Sorry, Miss. Your son has just been confirmed dead. I'm really sorry." The officer said when he saw Kazumi could not answer his mother.

"No. You lied. Masashi will not die. I can't believe it" Rumiko stumbled and almost fell.

Kazumi immediately caught his mother. "Mom, that's right. Masashi is dead." Then he looked away so as not to see his mother's expression.

"No. Masashi won't die ..he won't die ..." Rumiko cried on her daughter's shoulder.

After a while, he wiped his tears and tried to speak calmly. "What happened to Masashi? Please tell me."

After hearing everything from the officers, Rumiko stood up.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Kazumi was afraid that he would do something extraordinary.

"I want to see Masashi."

"Please wait a minute. I'll tell the doctor."

"Thank you, officer Maeda."

Inside the morgue, the doctors opened one of the drawers.

"Masashi ..." Rumiko died down as soon as she saw her son and cried in his chest.

He suddenly rose up in disbelief after some time. Then he put his head in his heart. He felt strange, then surprised, then nervous, and finally joyful.

The doctor and everyone felt something was wrong.

"Mom, what happened to you?" Kazumi asked lightly.

"Miss, you have our condolences," The doctor has seen enough of this.

The officer will comfort him.

"He's not dead yet. He's still alive. Hurry up, doctor, please save him. Masashi is alive!"

Seems like the worst result. The doctor breathed. "Miss, your son is really dead."

"No, doctor. Please take the other. She still has a heartbeat," Rumiko grabbed the doctor's hand.

"What?" Everyone is surprised.

The doctor walks quietly and picks up the stethoscope on request.

Shortly after, his face was filled with fear and disbelief. He listened again and ran out. "Bring people here, this patient is alive …"

In the special care unit, a boy with a pale face lay on the bed. A middle-aged woman fell asleep by his side.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked around, then looked at his hand, touched his face and said. "The same thing again. How many times are you gonna play with me."

The woman woke up with her voice.

"Masashi, you finally woke up," She cried in joy.

"You're his mother?"

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Rumiko did not understand what her son was saying.

She only realized that she was speaking in Chinese while this woman was speaking Japanese. It looks like he's in Japan.

He organized his thoughts and said in a less fluent Japanese. "I'm doing fine. Don't worry."

"really? Do you feel pain?"

Masashi shook his head while smiling.

“Wait here, I'll call doctor.” Rumiko felt there was something different but she didn't think too much about it.

After examining his body closely, doctors concluded that he needed to rest for an injury to his abdomen. Besides, there's no other problem. Although his memory was irregular, but it was probably due to the lack of blood flowing to the brain due to injury. It should recover soon.

Rumiko felt relieved after hearing the results.

“You scared your mother a lot,” her eyes turned red when she thought about it.

The boy was moved to see that caring face. He made a decision.

"Mom, it's okay. I'm fine."

Ever since Masashi grew up, he wasn't that important to her. Although she tries to work hard for the future of her son and daughter, her job separates them and she can't see them more than a few times a year. Masashi gets further and further each time they meet and will only ask for money. He could do nothing but feel disappointed.

He held her hand and cried because of her gentle actions.

Door pushed open. Kazumi walked in with a bag of apples and saw his mother crying.

The boy searches for his memory and learns that this is his sister.

“Bu, stop crying or Kazumi will make fun of you,” he wipes his tears.

"Kazumi, you're here."

"Mom, are you okay?"

"So, what could be wrong with me. You should ask your brother."

"Masashi, are you hungry? I'll buy you some porridge. The doctor said your wound is not healing and you can only eat liquid food for now. Wait a minute, I'll be right back. Kazumi, stay with you brother here. "

"Mom, just tell the nurse to buy it. You've been having trouble these few days. You need to rest."

"I'm fine," Rumiko was happy to hear these words.

Kazumi was surprised by the interaction.

"You ... Are you really Masashi?"

"What did you say?" The boy smiled.

"I .. I don't know."

"Of course I'm Masashi. Masashi Hirota's. I know I'm horrible and said a lot of things that hurt mom and you. After this experience I have thought about many things. As you can see, I have changed. Can you accept this answer? I also want to take this opportunity and apologize. Will you forgive me?

The boy's Japanese language recovered smoothly after a day of chatting with Rumiko. Although there are some accents but it is not easy to notice.

"You ... You don't have to apologize to me."

"Come, sit. Aren't you tired?"

"Kazumi, you know, we have a good mother. I wasn't in the mood when I woke up, but this time it wasn't so bad."

—

It only takes a week to recover. Even the doctors were amazed at his speed. Rumiko wanted him to stay for a few more days but he insisted on leaving. When they are discharged, the hospital will not accept any payment.

Rumiko was a traditional woman so she went to the director and insisted on paying. In the end, director and doctor Masashi knelt down to beg him, which left him shocked and confused.

"Mom, that's simple. If you don't come to see me at the end, they'll probably dump me like a corpse. It was an unintentional murder. Am I right?" Masashi smiles.

The director and the doctor's face turned and kneeled back immediately.

(So that's why Masashi was placed in a special care unit and they didn't want to charge for anything.)

"To be honest, you saved me. So I'm not going to get to the bottom of this."

"Director san, and doctor Nagasaki. Thank you for your concern. I'm truly grateful," Masashi said sincerely while raising the two men.

The director and doctor were touched. The director even suggested to waive any costs in the upcoming visit for him and his family.

"How can I accept this?" He said with a tone of justice.

"Masashi's right. We cannot accept such a precious gift. It's late, we have to go. Please be careful."

"Miss, accept our greetings or we'll kneel here forever."

"But …"

"Miss, take it."

Rumiko had no choice but to accept it.

The director and doctor cheered in excitement as he nodded.

Kazumi, who watched Masashi smile through the entire event, felt a tremor in his spine. The victims cheered in joy when it was he who received so much. If he was not so familiar with his face, he would have thought this was someone else in front of him.

When they left, Masashi took Rumiko's bag. But he wanted to stop him because of the injury.

"Mom, I'm fine."

This was the second time he had heard this. The warm and sweet feeling almost made her cry again.

Moments after they left, officer Maeda approached them.

"Hello, Mistress. Hirota, Masashi, and Kazumi. I heard the doctor say you're out today, so I'm here to pick you up."

"You're too kind, officer Maeda. You've done so much for us, we can't make you trouble anymore."

"You're too polite, ma'am. Hirota's. Please call me Maeda, that's how colleagues call me. I came here to express my gratitude to Masashi san on behalf of my colleagues. Samaritans like him are few and far between this age. Are you tired? My car is outside. Please come with me. "He took Masashi's bag and took the lead.

"Yes, Masashi. We've caught the robber."

"Oh really?"

"That guy's a sneaky. He knew we were looking for him so he ran to Hokkaido. If he's not recognized when he gets into a drunken fight, we won't be able to catch him so soon."

"What about the old lady?" Rumiko asked.

"He's fine. Even though the robber spent all his money. But it can't help." "

"Serve his right to make high schoolers chase after robbers and don't even come to visit Masashi."

"Kazumi, don't talk like this. He may have trouble."

"Mom, you're too kind. Easy to fool like this."

"Officer Maeda, you still don't have a wife or a boyfriend, do you?" Masashi suddenly asked.

"How ... How do you know?" Maeda replied awkwardly.

"Masashi, that's not polite. How can you ask such a question."

"Mom, I'm just expressing my concern for officer Maeda. He's not young anyway."

"Masashi!"

"Okay, I'm not gonna ask. Don't be mad, Mom."

"Uhs. I'd like to ask you how do you know I don't have a wife or a boyfriend?" Maeda could not help his curiosity.

"Mom, it's not my fault she asked me. Can I answer that?"

"You little …"

"simple. There's no lady stuff in your car. Although you may have cleaned your car before leaving, sanitation in some corners is still not ideal. Just like I stepped on two cigarette butts. You don't smell perfume either. Don't be suspicious of my habits, I just have a very sensitive nose. I've seen you twice wearing a shirt without fixing his collar. So, in conclusion, you have no wife or boyfriend. Of course there are exceptions. Maybe your wife or boyfriend is a lazy person. "

"remarkable. If you become a detective, then I'll lose my job."

"That's great, then I'll hire you."

Rumiko and Maeda both laughed.

"Who would marry someone like me. I was so busy with the job, I didn't even have time for a date. I also don't know how to flatter women. My family arranged several blind dates but none of them worked. "

"Maida san, please don't give it to you. God will not leave a good man like you. You'll find a suitable woman."

"Thank you, Mommy. Hirota."

They reach Masashi's apartment and Maeda protectively brings the bag inside.

"Maida san, I don't know how I can thank you. Please come in for tea."

"No, I still have some work to do. Next time."

"Other times. Thank you again for your concern over these few days," Rumiko bowed in front of him.

"You're too polite."

When Rumiko went inside, Masashi walked over to Maeda.

"Mom, you guys go in first. I still have something to say to Maeda san."

After Rumiko went inside, Masashi looked at her with a serious expression.

"What's wrong? Masashi," Maeda was a little anxious from his gaze.

Masashi said nothing and just stared at him. "How old are you?"

"Why are you asking?"

"Why are you asking?"

"Don't ask why. Just answer me."

"Okay, I'm 35 this year."

"Good, not a big distance. Where were you born?"

"Nagasaki."

"Are you a brother or sister?"

"One brother and two sisters."

"Like drinking?"

"Sometimes a little."

"Smoking often?"

"Yes nih . "

"Do you like my mom?"

"Yes. You, what are you saying !?"

"So it's true. I'm not very sensitive."

"It slipped on the tongue. Don't get me wrong."

"Then I'll ask you again. Are you interested in my mother? If you're a man then don't deny it."

(What kind of logic is this?) Maeda finally nodded.

"There's something you probably don't know. My mother has been separated from her irresponsible father for four years. He's been alone for years."

"Very?" Maeda suddenly raised his head.

"Yes. There seems to be no chance of them getting back together. If you like my mother, I won't prevent you from approaching her. But you have to promise me to be nice to him. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead. "Masashi's eyes changed. Maeda could not describe that pair of eyes. His mind was empty and his body was trembling.

"Good, I've said everything I should. The rest is up to you" Masashi patted her on the shoulder and went inside the apartment.

Maeda looked at his back and realized that he did not understand this little High School boy.

—

Rumiko stayed in the apartment for two days, making sure Masashi was okay before returning to work in Nagoya.

Life seems to be back to normal. But Kazumi noticed some long-distance calls in the phone bill. They were all overseas yet he was unable to find the actual numbers.

Masashi was sitting on his bed in a strange position. He opened his eyes after a while and stretched his body.

(The body is very weak. His muscles have no elasticity. Slow reaction. It is of no use other than his age. Looks like I have to come up with a training plan to get this body back to average before it stops growing.)

Masashi starts making training plans when Kazumi knocks on the door.

"What's up, Kazumi?"

"I want to ask what's with this month's phone bill?"

"Oh, I met some friends at ICQ. I should call them to discuss something. Don't worry, I won't make any more international calls. I know it's hard for mom to get money."

There was nothing more Kazumi could say, so he left the room.

"They're almost there" Masashi murmured to himself.

Masashi stands in front of the school in a new uniform. For the first time, Kazumi comes to school with her.

The classroom is noisy as usual. He found his chair based on his memory. As he sat down, someone shouted. "Ah. This is Hirota Masashi. He returns. When's he coming back?"

A group of people surrounded him.

"Masashi, I heard you were badly injured chasing after the robbers. That's amazing about you."

"Are you scared at that moment? I won't be brave enough to chase."

"I heard you stopped breathing, how did you come back to life?"

"Masashi, give me an autograph."

He couldn't stand these people and stood up.

"Masashi, where are you going?"

"To take the dump."

The room was quiet.

The principle emerged during the class to give a presentation about his heroic actions in excess. Masashi didn't even know he was so brave and fought the robbers for two hours. The amount of detail that makes it seem like the principle itself is a robber.

In the end, the principle of inviting Masashi to say something. It was natural for him to advertise this shitty school when there was a chance.

Masashi hated this kind of scene, but he had no choice but to go on stage.

"I don't have anything good to say. The principle says everything. I just want to add one thing, if you are facing this situation, remember to buy insurance first. I'm done."

The half-asleep students were shocked then clapped wildly and some even whistled.

The principle and dean wiped the sweat on their foreheads.

Masashi stared out the window.

"Isn't this our hero Hirota Masashi kun? Long time no see, Masashi kun. We miss you so much." But that tone did not sound a little like his words.

The group of three Yamamoto blocked Masashi in the hall.

"I can't believe this trash is becoming a hero. I think I'm a superman."

"Is there anything you want from me?"

"Not much, just that we haven't seen you in a long time. We want to chat."

"Oh, so. In here? Or should we go to our usual place?"

The usual place was that corner of shame. Masashi felt the memory of this body when he came here again.

"Say, do you want money or just want to beat me this time?"

"Sucker, don't act like a cocky kid. I'll get you on your knees and beg us."

A smile expands in his mouth. When he was about to test the results of his training these few days, he felt something then stopped.

"What are you doing," a voice stopped Toku from hitting Masashi.

Naoko ran over to them. "What are you trying to do with Masashi kun?"

"I …"

"Naoko sensei, we're just playing around. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. We all miss Masashi kun so much that it might look a little rough. Please don't get me wrong."

"really? I can't feel like you're just playing around. Masashi, tell me, what happened? Are they bluffing you? Don't be afraid to tell the truth. Sensei will help you."

"I don't know if they play with me or not, but it seems like their game isn't something a normal person can do. But since I was not injured, there is no evidence to support anything," Masashi replied calmly.

Naoko frowned. "Then I'll take care of this. You guys go back to class. Masashi stays here, I have something to tell you."

Yamamoto looked at Masashi and then looked at Naoko sensei and took the other two away.

(Oh, looks like Yamamoto will.) Masashi could feel the desire in Yamamoto's eyes when he saw Naoko sensei.

"Masashi, tell me, do they bully you often?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

"Of course the truth."

"Ok, I'll tell you. I've been like that before but now I'm not sure."

"Then why didn't you tell the teachers?"

"Sensei, you're too naive. Teachers are not police and bullying is inevitable at any school. I was too weak before, that's why I was chosen as a target. It is also survival fitness. Don't worry, I'm not the old Masashi. "

“It looks like you changed a lot.” He suddenly noticed the eyes of this deep and clear man. And those eyes caught his attention.

"Rather than worrying about me, you have to worry about yourself. Naoko sensei."

He immediately woke up when he heard the word sensei. "What, what are you saying?" His heart was pounding and his face was flushed. (How can I stare at a student like this.)

"Did you know pubescent wolves are more offensive than adult wolves? I'll give you some advice. Don't trust anyone easily, especially boys. If there's nothing else, then I'll go."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Go back and think about it. Oh, there's something I forgot to ask you, how do you know I'm here?"

"I saw Yamamoto taking you away and was afraid something was wrong. So I followed you."

(This is a kind woman like a mother.) At this time, Masashi decided to protect this woman.

"You're a good teacher. Thank you." Thank you."

"You're too polite. It's also the responsibility of a teacher."

"Okay, I really need to get back to class. I took too much time off today."

"Wait for me, I'll walk back with you."

"Clear . "

"You can go home first. Don't wait for me to have dinner, leave a little for me."

“Oke.” Kazumi's tone of voice was not as indifferent as usual, but he was curious as to why this person had come home late these few days. Although he was curious, he would actually not ask her because of her personality.

After Kazumi left, Masashi sat down and focused his mind. His mind flew to Naoko sensei's office then locked onto him. Although he could not see or hear, he could sense every action clearly, even his breathing and emotional fluctuations.

But this ability cannot be used by humans. It was an ability created after many years of developing his soul.

A few minutes later, he noticed his breathing was getting heavier. His body temperature increased and he took off his jacket unknowingly.

Then he felt someone move close to the office from outside. "So so. They're not really stupid."

Yamamoto opened the door and saw Naoko sensei's face flushed red. Then he said to the other two. "It looks like the food is ready."

—

Toku and Nobita smiled in horror.

The three of them closed the door and took stockings to cover his head, like robbers.

"Turn on the DV, I can't take it anymore" Yamamoto said as he took off his shirt.

Masashi knows what they're trying to do. Shoot the victim if he knows the truth then they can use it as a threat.

(It is time to take action, otherwise it will be too late.)

Yamamoto has taken off Naoko Sensei's shirt. Their hearts were pounding very fast as they looked at this mature body.

"Yamamoto, hurry. I can't stand it."

"I knew. Shut up," She pulled Naoko sensei's skirt roughly.

Suddenly the room went dark.

"Damn, what's going on? Dark?"

Then they heard the door open and a body ran in. It scared the three of them. "Who's there?"

The person did not say anything but ran towards them with incredible speed.

The three of them fell to the ground before they could react.

Masashi looked at his finger proudly. (It looks like my kung fu hasn't regressed.)

"En .. Ah .." Naoko sensei's moans reached her ears.

Masashi turned on the lamp and his mind went blank for a moment when he saw the body. He took a deep breath and took her to the teacher's bathroom at the side.

He turned on the tap and pushed his head down.

"Cough ... What are you doing ..." She finally regained consciousness.

Masashi took it off and handed him the towel.

"You, you're masashi?" Naoko sensei looked at her in confusion.

"Come, wash your face first."

"Why are you here?"

"Look at yourself first."

"Aah!" He screamed with an irresistible volume then covered his body.

"Are you doing this?" Voice angry.

"It's not me. That's Yamamoto's group. I finish them off. They're still lying outside. You can see it."

"Very?"

"Just look at it and you can tell."

He tried to get up but his chest was still open so he immediately squatted back down.

"Wear this," Masashi handed over his uniform.

"Thank you, thank you."

"I'll wait for you outside."

(The one who is attentive.) Think Naoko.

Finally he came out wearing a uniform. He could tell he was also slightly improving himself.

"Thank God they didn't tear your skirt. Otherwise, I might have bad luck."

Naoko sensei stared at her pants, and suddenly felt an urge to laugh. But he held it for himself.

"Those people are here, okay?" Masashi took off Yamamoto's socks.

Naoko understands what happened from Yamamoto and the naked DV.

"Are you drinking something that someone gave you?"

"A girl gave me a can of coke. Can it be him?"

"Looks like. You were drugged and they almost made it."

"Then, then did they ... do something to me?" He found it hard to ask such a question to his student.

"Don't you hear, I almost said. That means no. I dropped them when they were about to take off your skirt."

"How did you break them down?" He could not imagine Masashi taking the three of them at once.

"Simple, with an ambush. Any other questions?" He didn't want to learn this question.

"No . "

"Then you can go back first. I'll handle it."

Naoko scared. "How are you gonna handle it?"

Masashi laughing. "You've seen too many movies. I don't want to be a killer."

Hearing that, he felt that he was too sensitive.

Masashi pulled the three of them into the classroom next door, then placed Yamamoto on the podium. Suddenly he saw Naoko sensei standing by the door. "Why are you still here?"

“Can you come back with me? I'm scared.” After experiencing this, the nature of a woman overpowers her pride as a teacher. She was like a little girl who was afraid of the dark.

He frowned. "good. Wait for me outside. It's better if you can drive your car. Ok?"

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you. Hurry." Even her tone sounded like a little girl.

After an unnecessary audience left, Masashi fiddled with the three unconscious boys.

As soon as he puts them in a posture, he finds cocaine from Naoko sensei's office then searches for Nobita's corpse. There was a bag of blue pills. He mixed the pills in coke and poured them into their mouths. After all that was done, he wiped his fingerprints off the can and threw them into the trash can.

"Aphrodisiac plus ecstasy. Then the last position. So look forward to this. I can't wait for the morning to come."

"Why are you so slow?"

"Let's go. I still have to go home for dinner."

"I can treat you. I want to say thank you."

"Other times. I don't want people to mistake the way you dress."

"All right then."

Masashi. "Let me drive. You look half conscious."

"I don't know why, but I feel sleepy."

"Don't worry, it's the effect of the pill. Sleep well."

"If I'm not wrong, you're only 16. You still don't have a SIM."

"Don't worry, having a SIM and being able to drive are two different concepts."

"That means, you really don't have a license?" He asked in panic after processing his answer.

"It's okay. If we see the cops, we'll just change seats." He was unwilling to give up after not being able to drive for several years. In just 8 seconds, the car drove from 30km to 120km.

Naoko sensei never knew his car could reach this speed, but he was not happy about it. He held his seat belt tightly with a frightened face.

"Oh right, where do you live? I forgot to ask."

"What, you ask this after driving for an hour!" Body vibrates.

(Forget it, he saved me.) He held back his anger and gave him a hint patiently.

Masashi had to slow down the car because he was not used to the road. And Naoko let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's play some songs."

Naoko turned on the radio and through it came a female voice.

"Love Me Tender's. I never thought I'd hear such an old song today."

"Do you like this song too?" Naoko surprised.

"I used to have a friend who really liked this song, and sang it really well. Unfortunately he died."

Naoko.

"Sensei, how do we get out of here?"

"Oh, turn right and we're there."

It is a two-story house with a very peaceful environment.

"Looks like the teacher had a pretty good salary. Renting this place is not cheap."

"Nothing special. Do you want to come in, or wait for me to change and I can buy you dinner."

"No, thank you. You should get enough rest. See you," He turned around and walked away.

Naoko's face looked disappointed.

Then he suddenly saw her turn around and felt excited. He ran to her.

"I forgot to tell you one more thing. Don't tell anyone what happened tonight. As for the reason, you will get it tomorrow. Remember." He finally left.

—

The next morning. Masashi hurriedly finished his breakfast. He could not wait to see the view at school.

Someone rang the door and Kazumi opened it.

"Masashi, someone's looking for you."

"What, me? Not newspapers?"

"Are you Mr Hirota Masashi?" A middle-aged man wearing a branded suit asked politely.

"Well, how can I help you?"

"Boss we want to see you."

"Who's your boss?"

"Our boss is Mr. Rei"

"As expected. Can you wait until afternoon, I have some things to do."

"But the boss ordered me to invite you today no matter what. Can you compromise?"

(She was still very impatient, not changing all this time.) Masashi sighed. "Well, I'll go with you now."

"Kazumi, can you help me take my leave?"

"I understand . "

"Then let's go."

“Please follow me.” The man invited her to an upscale car, then went to the driver's seat.

(What kind of person did he meet?) Kazumi looked as the car drove away.

The driver parked the car and took Masashi to a large house guarded with two men dressed in black and sunglasses.

"Our boss is inside. Please come in." Then he left.

(I wonder how much they've changed.) Masashi took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

There were four people sitting inside, three men and a woman. Also four guards stood behind them.

They all turned to Masashi as he entered. The thirty year old man in the middle was wearing a black casual outfit. He stood up immediately when he saw Masashi. Next to him was a middle-aged man in a white shirt, examining Masashi.

Masashi did not say a word and just looked at the young man gently.

(This boy is finally growing.)

Then he turned to the man in a white shirt and smiled. "Changan, you still haven't changed after all these years. People will assume you don't have a change of clothes to wear a shirt all day." It's in Chinese.

The man in white uniform was shocked then looked at him in shock and disbelief.

"Who are you? Did you give me the call? And how do you know my number?" The young man did not pay attention to Changan's expression.

"It's been years and you're still very impatient. Don't you know it's annoying to ask so many questions at a time."

The man became annoyed at being spoken to like this by a high school boy. Then Masashi suddenly said. "Have you circumcised your foreskin? You won't keep it after all these years."

The room suddenly dropped to freezing temperatures.

The only woman in the room who could not stand it and laughed out loud. Changan smiled as well. While others hold their laughter.

"You ... You're all out!" The man's face flushed and shouted.

All that was left in the room were Masashi, the man, and Changan.

"Who are you?"

Masashi said nothing. He walked over to Changan and drew out the sword on the table next to him.

The man was shocked. He knew what this sword meant to Changan. Not only did he not stop the boy but instead smiled.

The man was shocked. He knew what this sword meant to Changan. Not only did he not stop the boy but instead smiled.

Before he could react, the boy started dancing with the sword.

The man's face grew more serious as he watched. (It's impossible, these techniques, no one else can use them, definitely not a High School kid.)

Changan was also excited yet he did not show the slightest bit of surprise. In the end, tears flowed down his face. "You're finally back."

"Hey, look carefully. This is how you use this technique." This line really surprised the man.

At the end of his movement, Masashi shot a sword at the tree.

"Hey, did you see it?" Masashi smiled at him.

"Sensei!" The man knelt crying.

—

"Basically it is. Do you understand now?"

"So sensei you reincarnated in the body of this High School boy? But you died ten years ago and this boy is only 16. Not growing."

"Damn it, it's a waste of time to explain it to you" Masashi knocked on his head.

"I just can't understand. Why do you always hit me." ReiLi (Hey is a nickname) acts like a child. But it had been ten years since he had been hit like this.

"This is not a normal reincarnation but takes over one's body. When my soul travels through a place and someone dies recently and if that person matches some other criteria. I don't go into the details, because you won't understand anyway .. As long as all the criteria are met, then I'll come back alive through this body. You understand now? "

"But sensei, why did you choose this child. It feels so weird to me."

Masashi sighed. "That can't help. It's random every time. It can be a child, a young man, an old man, or even a woman. The time is random too. It's only ten years now but the previous one took 150 years. That's why I didn't tell you anything about this when I died. "

"Isn't that good? You are immortal now. Even though your body has changed but you are still alone."

"Is that so? If possible, I just want to die peacefully."

Changan and ReiLi thought about it and began to understand.

"But sensei, how did you become like this?"

"I was born in the Song Dynasty. My family was killed in revenge, and my mother ran away with me. After learning the truth, I was trained to avenge my father. I gained the height of the sword using confidence, but when I went to take revenge, my enemies had already been killed by their enemies. Have you seen anything more sarcastic? Just like the plot of those cheap novels. I had no purpose in life anymore, and then one time when I was training in the rain, I was struck by lightning. Then it becomes like this. "

ReiLi and Changan fell silent.

Masashi laughing. "Stop acting so sentimental. Hey, grab some alcohol."

The next morning, Masashi wakes up with a headache.

He went to the backyard and saw Changan training with his sword.

"Master," Changan bowed.

"Including the ten years I'm not here, it's been thirty years. You still won't stop calling me this," Masashi sighed again.

"You were always my master in my heart and I was always your Changan."

"Hey, it might cause you a lot of trouble this year. It's hard for you."

"Master, even though ReiLi is a little impatient, but she's a smart person. He got almost everything himself, I didn't help much."

"Sensei, you're here. I couldn't find you and thought I'd been dreaming all this time."

“Stop acting like a child, you are not a child anymore,” she remembers Hey following her since she was a child. "Oh, right, why did you come find me so late. I thought you forgot about me."

"I wouldn't dare. I thought it was a joke, but who would have thought you'd actually come back. After I finished with my business in the US and told Changan about it. He found someone took some money from your savings in your personal bank. I think the money was stolen and sought you out. "

"I didn't know this was very convenient at the moment. Just need a phone call to make the transfer. I used to have to go personally in the past. Anyway, I need to ask you if the three gang rules I created are still in effect?" Masashi was serious.

When Masashi makes a gang, he makes three rules that must be followed. The first is not to sell drugs.

"Sensei, I have never done anything that breaks the rules and will not let my men do it."

"Good, I believe you."

"Sensei, when did you get back into the gang?"

"I'm not coming back."

"What's? You created the Black Dragon yourself. How could you not come back?"

"The Black Dragon is not mine anymore. It belongs to all of you. You've managed it very well and I'm happy about it. I'm just here to see you. It is a blessing for people like me to be able to see friends and family still alive. Too many people died on my hands in my previous life. I am tired and want to rest. If possible, I just want to be a normal person in this life. You still want to get me back? "

ReiLi didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, if something happens to Black Dragon, I won't just sit there and watch. And you're not young anymore, go find a wife before it's too late."

"I, I still want to play for a few more years."

"Damn, aren't you afraid of getting AIDS."

As Masashi was about to leave, Reili pointed at the women and men in the mansion. "Masashi, both of them are in charge of our business in Tokyo. Sakurai Mion and Akamatsu Ryuichiro. If you need anything, just order it."

The two bowed to Masashi.

"I wish I hadn't asked you much. I'm just a regular civilian anyway."

Masashi turned to ReiLi. "Changan told me you have business to do tomorrow. You should leave early today."

"I want to stay with you for a few more days."

"There's still plenty of time left. Just go, I'll call you if anything comes up."

—

It was only ten in the morning when he got home. Masashi decided to go to class in the afternoon. He finds his identity card in the drawer and takes a taxi to the bank.

"I have money transferred from the Swiss Union Bank. I wonder if this is already here."

“Please wait a minute,” the cashier looked at his screen in disbelief and his hands started shaking.

"Are you, Mr Hiro, Hirota Masashi san?"

"Isn't it written on my ID?"

“Please, please wait a minute,” He immediately ran to find his manager.

After a while, the teller returned with a fat middle-aged man. After looking at the screen, then at Masashi, he was in disbelief as well.

"Is this Hirota Masashi san?"

"I . "

"Since the funds are too large, we need time to process them. Can you wait a minute?"

"Okay, but hurry."

The manager immediately invited Masashi to the VIP waiting room.

He did not know his picture was sent to the police.

"Hows it? Is this a real person?" Ask the manager.

"Based on data, he is a real person. Hirota Masashi, a 16-year-old male, attends Hirai High School as a first-year high school student."

"He is only 16 years old and already has over a billion USD. Quick, register him as our VIP immediately."

"Yes, manager."

Finally the transfer is complete. The manager and teller handed Masashi's passbook and credit card with great respect.

As soon as he came to the school, he noticed that the entrance was closed and several news agency vans blocked the road.

(Even news reporters are here. Looks like things are increasing.)

Masashi enters the school from the back door to avoid the camera.

When she reached the classroom, she found that all her classes were changed to self-study and the room was noisy like a market.

"May I ask what happened?"

"Oh, it's Masashi. You don't know?"

"I took the day off yesterday."

"It's a shame you weren't here yesterday. You won't believe what happened …"

Although he guessed the result but the development was much more colorful than he thought.

When students enter the classroom in the morning, they are greeted by a terrifying sight. Three naked boys hugged each other in horrible positions. Some girls passed out.

When the dean came and woke the three boys, they attacked him and tried to sexually assault him. This middle-aged man had never thought of today. His screams almost left scars on the students.

Fortunately the other male teachers stopped the sexual assault and saved the dean's chastity. But all the teachers involved were attacked on multiple levels. Two of them are still in therapy.

Then someone called the police and they took the three boys to the hospital.

Police suspected the three boys of overdosing on stimulants and escalation, causing their behavior. And they are currently undergoing treatment.

After hearing what happened, Masashi was very sorry for not being able to see this with his own eyes. He also blamed ReiLi for making him miss the scene.

"Oh, right, Masashi kun. Naoko sensei has been looking for you since yesterday. It seems there is something urgent."

"OKAY. Thank ye. I'll go look for him."

He came to the teacher's office and knocked.

"Please enter . "

"Naoko sensei, are you looking for me?" Masashi acted as if nothing had happened.

"You're finally here. I don't think you're going back to school" She sounded angry.

"I had a few things to take care of yesterday. What can I help you with?"

"Stop being innocent. Did you do this?" Naoko sensei opened the newspaper and pointed at her.

Three high school boys attempt to sexually assault the dean. Masashi smiled as he looked at the headline.

"Don't you think it's too far?" Naoko sensei looked at her seriously.

"Oh, really?" Masashi slowly raised his head. "I don't know what I'm doing so it can be considered too far away."

"You . . . "

"You are also half a victim. Do you think the girls who play around with them will think this is too much? I know what you want to say, but please know that those people are not humans, only three animals. Don't tell me they are young, they are adults with officially issued IDs. I have never been lenient towards wild animals. It's just a joke in my eyes. "

Naoko sensei's head lowered as they stared at each other.

"Maybe you're right, but …"

"When you eat steak, have you ever thought that a cow died for you. When you eat eggs, have you ever thought about a little girl stripped of her chance at life. I'm sure you haven't. Neither do I "I don't have the energy to think about this. I only knew that I would eat when I was hungry, whether it was steak or eggs. People can have sympathy but you don't have to give too much for sympathy."

"thank you. I understand now," Naoko felt she was like a little girl in front of Masashi.

"Now that you know what happened, remember not to tell anyone. Otherwise, you will be a troubled person. If there's nothing else, I'll go."

"Are you, you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner as a thank you."

Masashi looked at his pure eyes. "Sorry to make you spend money. Is tomorrow okay?"

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow night" Naoko said excitedly.

Masashi had no idea what Kazumi was thinking if he saw her. "I'll go look for you instead."

"Good . "

When he returned to the classroom, Mizato approached him. "What does Naoko sensei want from you?"

"Not much, he just asked how my studies were doing."

"Oh, is it fun to stick with such beauty? Her body was very sick," Mizato laughed eerily.

(Another beast.) Masashi just wanted to punch him in the face.

He ignored Mizato and walked past him.