Chapter 379

"No way?"

Upon hearing this news, Ruyue Xian Tairan seemed to have lost his soul, sitting like a puppet at his seat, honestly copying the already thoroughly read "Reflection".

As expected, Ruyue Xian Tairan probably would have to wait for the brilliant sun to set below the horizon to finish copying it, like using an oil lamp to roast an iron chain—endless, and likely he would have to come back to this classroom for remedial lessons next time, and even the time after that.

Because a student despised by the teacher could never receive his comfort, not even a little.

And in the eyes of the teacher in charge of life guidance, Ruyue Xian Tairan was an unforgivable criminal; facing such a student, a single remedial session could never let him off the hook.

In contrast, compared to the teacher's dislike of Ruyue Xian Tairan, Da Wen Yushun's remedial session was much easier: he didn't need to use a brush, and once he finished copying he could leave, without any special exam.

Da Wen Yushun's name was very well known at school, because the Rugby Club had indeed brought great honor to Heavenly River High School.

Coming to the after-school remedial class was merely a careless slip by a good student, utterly insignificant.

Even if his character was utterly despicable, as long as what he gained was tied to the teacher's treatment, his character was utterly irrelevant.

He bullied others on campus; as long as his targets were marginal figures within the school or students with poor grades, teachers would turn a blind eye, pretending not to see or giving only a verbal warning, while in private things remained as they were, and campus bullying could even become more severe.

Teachers in the school judged students solely by grades; poor-performing students who made mistakes received only worse treatment.

But today, however, an accident occurred.

A sudden rush of running footsteps echoed in the hallway, the noisy sound like someone continually striking the floor with something sharp.

Teacher Sato, who was carrying a stick, heard this sound that made him extremely irritated, and silently gripped his wooden stick tighter.

He pushed past the teachers, stick in hand, and walked out—clearly another incident caused by problem students, which he despised; this bunch of rule‑breaking delinquents would get a personal beating from him.

But the moment he opened the door, the raised stick slowly lowered, because it wasn't the delinquents he hated, but a female teacher wearing a beige long coat, sweet‑looking, in high heels, holding some papers—someone he happened to know.

"Teacher Sonoda, are you here to see how my remedial work is going?" Teacher Sato pushed up his glasses, looking at this somewhat hurried teacher rushing over in high heels.

"My students thank you for your care, life guidance teacher." Sonoda Sarina brushed her hair, which had become a little messy from running, then handed the papers to Teacher Sato.

"What is this?" Teacher Sato took it, puzzled.

"A leave request, already stamped." Sonoda Sarina said.

According to school regulations, to take leave from an off‑campus remedial class only the homeroom teacher's approval is needed, since it's not regular class time and thus no signature from the subject teacher is required.

In high school, if you have a good relationship with your homeroom teacher, you can practically ignore other subject teachers' demands and push all responsibility and trouble onto your homeroom teacher.

Interestingly, even someone like Teacher Sami, who employs various punishments on students as a life‑guidance teacher, is actually a teacher who strictly respects dogma, and school regulations are something he would never violate.

"These kids are really fortunate to have a teacher like you." Teacher Sato remarked after carefully examining the leave request.

Because his after‑school remedial class was notorious in the school, a hellish remedial class that made every student tremble at the mere mention of it.

And yet these problem students could actually get their homeroom teacher to come personally during vacation to request leave—one has to say Teacher Sonoda is extraordinarily good to her students.

"Alright, you may take them out of here." Teacher Sato stepped aside, clearing the body blocking the classroom door.

"Sonoda, what are you doing here?" Ruyue Xian Tairan looked up and exclaimed. "I've come to pick you up." Sonoda Sarina smiled.

"You're lucky to have run into such a good teacher." Teacher Sami poked the ground with his stick and called out: "Ruyue Xian Tairan, Chengdao Youmu, Ge Xing Xian Wu, you three may leave—no need to copy."

"Really? Thank you, teacher." Ruyue Xian Tairan rose excitedly.

"Phew, finally no need to copy this." Ge Xing Xian Wu looked at the half‑finished sheet of "Reflection" and let out a sigh of relief.

That should be fine, then—the Kamen Rider Club presumably has only these three members, Sonoda Sarina thought while watching the few people packing up their things.

"Unfair! Why can this trash leave?"

Da Wen Yushun, looking at the few people about to leave, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

He was clearly the king of this school—how could he tolerate trash leaving before him? It was like grinding his self‑esteem into the dirt.

"Classmate Da Wen Yushun, were you just calling your peers trash?"

Surprisingly, when they heard Da Wen Yushun call them trash, the few Ruyue Xian Tairan companions didn't get angry; instead, the nearby student who had been smiling politely, and Teacher Sato, who had just given Da Wen Yushun preferential treatment as an honor student, turned icy.

It seemed as if Da Wen Yushun's remark had struck a deep‑seated taboo within him.

"No, teacher, I…" Da Wen Yushun looked at Teacher Sato's icy gaze fixed on him, instantly wilted, and slowly sat back down.

"It seems your reflection isn't deep enough; copy the word 'Reflection' two thousand times with a brush. If I hear you call your classmates trash again, you'll go to the field to push stones." Teacher Sato said sternly, his face tense.

He despises those who break rules, he respects students who study well, but that doesn't mean good‑grade students can act without restraint.

His remark was clearly the sort of thing a delinquent would say, and his hatred of delinquents stems from his own son, Sato Takahiko, who is also a delinquent.

Moreover, he is the type of "honor student in name only": his appearance and grades are fine, but once off campus he turns into a tattooed, smoking, drinking, fighting delinquent.

The word "trash" that Da Wen Yushun just uttered is exactly the phrase his son loves to shout when fighting off campus.

"I understand, teacher." Da Wen Yushun glared at Ruyue Xian Tairan and his companions with vengeful eyes, veins bulging on his arms, gripping his pen so tightly that the shaft began to crack.

But it was useless, for he was destined only to watch them leave.

At that moment, Ruyue Xian Tairan suddenly realized something, turned and asked Sonoda Sarina: "Sonoda, why did you come to rescue us?"

"Your teacher said you were here and mentioned something about constellations that I didn't understand, so he asked me to come help." Sonoda Sarina said helplessly.

"But in the end I also grasped the seriousness of the situation, so I rushed over without stopping."

When they heard the word "constellation," the few who had just been relieved to escape the hellish remedial class narrowed their pupils, their gazes met, and they all realized that the Star Disciples had appeared.

"Teacher Sonoda, we'll talk as we walk." Ge Xing Xian Wu grabbed his computer and bolted outside, showing no sign of being someone who frequently visits the infirmary.

"Constellation? Interesting." Yozama Tomoko, sitting in the corner silently emanating black aura, gave a dark smile; she was very intrigued.

(End of chapter)