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Chapter 4 Fate Until the Day of the Qing Dynasty

The next morning, Sakurai Tong hurriedly left the apartment and ran around in the morning. He used the Tokyo Weird Countermeasure Department's identity to handle a personal identity certificate of Jiang Chuanhai at the Town District Police Station.

Having this was not enough, she came to the private Qingcheng Academy and found the principal who was usually strict with her.

If you want to leave your relationship, you can't avoid this person, Sakurai Tong knocked on the school director's office door.

"Please come in."

The woman's voice was calm and had a hint of penetration. Sakurai Tong pushed open the door and walked in with a tough bullet. He was hesitant and could not say anything. Her heart was in her throat and explained her purpose, "Auntie Fuko, I want to ask you something."

certainly.

Sakurai Tongyin went away most of the contents, and even the personal certificate of Jiang Chuanhai and the recommendation letter from the country school were damaged in order to save her and fought with the pagans, which she accidentally broke.

There was a unilateral reprimand in the principal's room. Sakurai Tong lowered her head with a red face. The principal was her parents' former high school classmate and an elder, so she could not retaliate even if she scolded her.

but……

This does not mean that she is not angry, but Sakurai Tong attributed the reason why she was scolded to Jiang Chuanhai. If it weren't for that hateful guy, how could she come here?

Jiang Chuan coughed lightly, his chest was filled with blood. He stayed alone in the apartment and tried to remove the seal on his heart, but his failure was backfired.

What did that guy Abe Seimei do on him?

The physical weakness caused by sequelae will be relieved after a day of rest. This is a preliminary verification from yesterday to today. Whether there will be other negative effects is still unknown.

Jiang Chuan didn't know much about the seal of Yin-Yang Technique. When he was planning to continue studying the seal for a while, his ears moved slightly. He was already a single apartment with poor sound insulation and heard the sound of footsteps walking outside the door in small steps.

After school in the afternoon, Sakurai Tong rushed back. Although the principal of the school, Aunt Wakako taught her, she opened a little back door at her request. Jiang Chuanhai had to take the entrance test and would only be admitted to the private Qingcheng Academy after passing the qualification.

It was a little different from expectations, but she won the opportunity to enroll in Jiangchuanhai and completed the task. As for whether she could pass the test, she would not care.

Anyway.

There is a recommendation letter from a country school that you have to take the test when you go to other schools in Tokyo. If you fail the exam, you will not be able to enter the school. What she does is completely worth the travel fee between Tokyo and Kyushu.

When she opened the door of the apartment, Sakuri Tong saw Jiang Chuanhai looking over. After working hard for a day, she said proudly, "Your matter is done. I will go to school with me tomorrow to participate in the admission test."

Admission test?

Jiangchuan thought that Sakurai Tong would directly help him complete the procedures for transferring students. He was so angry before, but now he just helped him get an opportunity to enter school.

but……

It's enough to have a chance, Jiang Chuan doesn't think he'll get stuck in a small entrance exam.

He nodded and expressed his understanding, "No problem."

After Sakurai Tong said that, she didn't stop doing anything in her hand. She took out another file bag in her handbag, took off her shoes in the entrance hall and handed them out, "This is your personal identity proof."

"Thanks."

Jiang Chuan reached out and took it. He thanked him sincerely.

Having a personal identity proof means that his human identity is solid. As long as Jiang Chuan is not exposed by himself, no one will know that he is a monster.

Except for the blue hair on the head and blue eyes.

Jiang Chuan had no choice about this. Before being sealed, his hair was black and his pupils were no different from that of a normal person, but because of the seal on his heart, he could not control the subtle changes in his body now.

Sakurai Tong didn't feel strange about the color of his hair and eyes. He probably regarded it as a mixed-race person. In fact, Ekawa also had such considerations, and he could borrow this setting.

Ekawa dinner and Sakuri Tong had another cup of noodles. When he was thirsty, there was free public tap water in the apartment downstairs.

The small refrigerator storage cabinet is filled with cups of noodles, so the only decent household appliances in the apartment room naturally do not need to be plugged in, and things do not need to be refrigerated.

He took back his previous prejudice against Sakurai Tong Jinqian's management. This person is not stupid and knows to reserve food for himself, but they are all single cup noodles and have no nutrition.

No wonder I am thin and short. It would be strange if I eat this kind of thing three meals a day to grow taller, and even my chest develops slowly.

Feeling the strange gaze made Sakuri Tong frowned. She glared back at Jiang Chuanhai. Is there any dissatisfaction with this guy eating her for free?

Some of them were good to eat. Sakurai Tong felt sorry for the cup of noodles and was in a bad mood and shouted angrily, "I only have these here, if I don't want to eat them, forget it!"

A dwarf who is a dog-born person should scream twice when he catches the opportunity.

Maybe he is used to being irritable outside and no one can care about it, but Jiang Chuan doesn't want to spoil the bad habit of Sakurai Tong. When will the creditor look at the face of the debtor?

He took a big sip of noodle soup, put down the cup of noodles and glanced at Sakurai Tong, and the other party also looked at him and glared. Ekawabata straightened his body and looked up and said, "Sakurai asked me to wait a few days to pay back the money. Can you give me a deadline for this few days?"

"this……"

When she mentioned paying back the money, she felt guilty and stopped glaring. She looked at Jiang Chuanhai with an unkind look and couldn't help but look away. She lowered her head and looked a little flustered, and said with a bump on her mouth, "Just... I just need to wait for the prize to be given back to you."

Before, he only suspected Sakurai Tou's ability to make money, but now Ekawa has doubts about the job of a dwarf. If he works normally, he should say "salary" rather than "bonus", and when can the bonus be 100,000, he will not be short of money and can only eat cup noodles.

Thinking of this, he asked, "What does Sakurai work for."

Sakurai Tong didn't want to say that although Eikawahai was not in the ordinance that ordinary people kept secret, the fewer she was a trainee in the Tokyo Weird Countermeasure Department, the better.

When she paid back the money, they had no relationship. At that time, Sakurai Tong would drive this hateful guy out of the apartment room, and the two would never interact with each other again.

Sakurai Tong's eyes were erratic, and she hesitated for a moment and said perfunctorily, "Let's do restaurants or something."

Ekawa is not very clear about the hourly wages in Japan's current catering industry, but he had a one-sided understanding in his previous life that the hourly wages in Tokyo are generally around 1,000 to 1,500 yen, and high school students basically get the minimum hourly wages.

Japan also stipulates that high school students cannot work more than 35 hours a week.

This restriction will be shortened for some private high schools with high deviations. Based on the calculation of 28 hours a week, high school students should earn about 100,000 yen per month when working in the catering industry.

If you deduct the accommodation fee, Sakurai Tong should pay him 85,000 yen, which is enough for his work income.

but……

This man was lying, his eyes dodging, and he didn't dare to look at him when he was talking. It was too obvious, and Jiang Chuan didn't say it out loud. As long as he could get the money, he wouldn't care what Sakurai Tong did.

The little dwarf had no relatives and no reason, and the relationship between them was only the day of the Qing Dynasty.
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