Journey Through Dimensional Worlds

Chapter 28 What happened?

The last boy walked down with his bald head, and the playground fell silent again.

He Quan put away the hair clipper and looked down at Tsutsugami Gai lying on the edge of the platform.

He Quan took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Tianwangzhou Middle School, playground. There's a terrorist here. Come and take him away."

A hurried reply came from the other end of the phone.

He Quan hung up the phone, and the phone disappeared from his hand.

Yang Shenya looked on in bewilderment as He Quan called to report him.

His legs are now broken, he can't escape.

However, he wasn't in a hurry, because being reported was expected. He had made preparations in advance, and his teammates were waiting for him off campus.

To his surprise, less than an hour after he entered the school, his head was shaved off and his other leg was broken!

This is fucking...

Gai Tsutsugami's mentality is about to explode.

The boys who were lining up on the playground to go back to their classrooms had not yet dispersed.

Someone heard the word "terrorist" and their gaze fell on the bald man at the edge of the platform.

"Is Gai Tsutsugami a terrorist?"

"Wasn't he a transfer student?"

"Is Teacher He Quan referring to him?"

Whispers spread like sparks into a haystack.

"I knew it. Guys with that kind of long hair are obviously not good people."

"What normal guy would grow his hair below his shoulders?"

"No wonder Teacher He Quan wanted to beat him up, he turned out to be a terrorist."

"Teacher He Quan must have figured it out long ago."

"As expected of Teacher He Quan, he identified the terrorists at a glance."

In less than ten minutes, three armored personnel carriers stopped at the school gate.

GHQ soldiers jumped off the train, guns pointed at the ground, and ran in unison toward the parade ground.

The moment the officer in charge saw He Quan, he brought his heels together, raised his right hand to his eyebrows, and gave a standard military salute.

"Mr. He Quan."

The soldiers behind him stood at attention and saluted, their ranks so neat it looked as if they had been measured with a ruler.

He Quan nodded and gestured with his chin towards the edge of the platform, where Yangshen Cliff stood.

Two soldiers stepped forward, each grabbing one of the arms, and dragged Gai Tsutsugami off the ground.

Both of his legs were broken, and he was unable to stand. He was carried and dragged toward the armored vehicle.

His bald head gleamed with a bluish-white sheen in the sunlight. As he passed by He Quan's side, he raised his head, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

But He Quan didn't look at him.

Gai Tsutsugami was stuffed into the armored vehicle compartment.

The gate closed, the engines started, and the three armored vehicles drove away from the school gate.

The thrush stood at the edge of the playground, mouth agape, staring in disbelief.

Ya was arrested?

They were just arrested like that?

He transferred here this morning, his hair was shaved off, his legs were broken, and then he was arrested by GHQ as a terrorist.

She remembered the way Ya walked into the classroom with his cane, his long golden hair, his upright posture, and the calm smile on his lips.

She thought Ya had come to gather intelligence and that he had some kind of plan.

Now he's bald, has two broken legs, and has been shoved into an armored vehicle by GHQ.

what?

At that moment, Tsugumi suddenly felt worried about the future of the funeral home.

Ayase stood beside her in silence.

Her gaze followed the three armored vehicles until they disappeared at the end of the street.

Ya's plans were always meticulous.

He never does anything he's not sure he can do.

Perhaps Gai has some other plans...

She tried to convince herself of this, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt like Ya was a stray dog ​​that had been kicked away.

The lunch break bell rang.

Dong walked through the corridor toward He Quan's office.

She had a lot of questions to ask: why hand over the school to GHQ, why set up those rules targeting boys, and what exactly they wanted to achieve.

She stopped when she reached the office door.

Because this place has been closed.

Dong asked a passing teacher and learned that He Quan's office had been moved.

She walked toward He Quan's new office.

Thrush pushed open the door, then froze.

This room is three times larger than the previous office.

A dark solid wood desk was placed by the window, with several documents neatly stacked on its surface.

The dark gray fabric sofa in the corner was replaced with a whole row of genuine leather sofas, dark brown in color, which can seat seven or eight people.

A small refrigerator had appeared in the corner, and the floor beneath our feet was no longer cold, but a soft, dark gray carpet.

This used to be the principal's office; now it belongs to He Quan.

Yuzuriha Inori sat on the sofa with her knees together, holding a white ceramic bowl in her hands.

She ate quietly, her light pink pigtails hanging over her shoulders, her cheeks slightly puffed out. A tablecloth was spread on the coffee table, on which several dishes were laid out.

Tsugumi looked around but couldn't find He Quan, so she asked, "Inori, where's He Quan? Why is Ayase missing too?"

Yuzuriha Inori looked up at her, her deep red eyes meeting hers. "I don't know. She went out."

......

Women's restroom.

The door to the innermost cubicle was tightly closed.

"Does it have to be here?"

Ayase's voice was very low, with a tremor that she couldn't stop even after trying her best to suppress it.

"Um."

"With my feet? I can't..."

"I'll teach you."

There was a few seconds of silence.

"Pervert... You took off your socks, and then what?"

"so?"

"You...stop staring at me..."

"continue."

"Pervert...pervert..."

Only Ayase's suppressed breathing and the faint sound of fabric rubbing against each other could be heard in the cubicle.

Occasionally, the footsteps of other students could be heard outside the door, each time silencing the sounds inside, only to resume moments later, almost uncontrollably.

......

The office door was pushed open.

He Quan walked in, his dark tracksuit sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his gait the same as usual.

Ayase followed behind him, her long, dark brown hair slightly disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks. Her knees were slightly bent, and every step she took carried a sense of cautiousness that she tried her best to conceal.

She kept her head down, and the tips of her ears were bright red.

Tsugumi stood up from the sofa and asked in quick succession, "You're finally back! What have you been doing? Why did you hand Gai over to GHQ? Why did you set those school rules? Why did you make all the boys shave their heads?"

He Quan walked over to the sofa and sat down, tilting his head to look at her, and said with a grin, "So what? If you're not happy about it, you can call the police to arrest me."

thrush:"......"

He Quan reached out, put his arm around Yuzuriha Inori's waist, lifted her off the sofa, and placed her on his lap.

She didn't struggle; she just sat quietly on his lap, her back pressed against his chest.

After a while, Yuzuriha Inori suddenly moved, frowned slightly, and stated calmly, "Something... is poking me."

He Quan: "Don't worry about it."

"Um."

Yuzuriha Inori nodded.

Ayase knew what it was, and inwardly cursed He Quan for his boundless energy, even though he had only just...

He Quan lowered his head, resting his chin on Yuzuriha Inori's hair, her light pink hair brushing against his jaw.

Yuzuriha Inori nestled quietly in his arms.

Tsugumi wanted to rebuke He Quan for his vulgarity, but Yuzuriha herself did not resist.

After hugging for a while, He Quan let go. Yuzuriha slid off his lap, sat back on the sofa, placed her hands neatly on her knees, and a very faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

He Quan stood up and walked to the thrush.

The thrush wanted to back away, but He Quan bent down.

He sat back on the sofa. Thrush was placed on his lap, and she sank into his arms.

His arm encircled her back, his palm resting between her shoulder blades. His other hand rested on the back of her knee, his fingertips brushing against her thigh through the hem of her school uniform skirt.

Then the tactile sensation started again.

School uniforms have started again. They begin at the back and spread upwards along the spine.

The thrush trembled violently in He Quan's arms.

Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her lips parted, and a very soft whimper escaped her throat, like that of a small animal whose tail had been stepped on.

Then she bit her lip, swallowing the rest of the sound.

Yuzuriha Inori sat on the sofa, her deep red eyes gazing at Tsugumi trembling in He Quan's arms: "Put Tsugumi down... You can hug me if you want."

He Quan did not answer. Yuzuriha Inori did not speak again.

Ayase stood next to the sofa, her hands hanging at her sides.

She watched Dong curled up in He Quan's arms, watched Dong's fingers gripping his clothes tightly, watched Dong's lips bitten until they turned white, and watched Dong's calves twitching slightly under her skirt.

She looked away.

Until He Quan felt a warm sensation in his abdomen, spreading slowly from where the thrush had been touching him.

He let go.

Thrush slipped out of his arms and slumped onto the sofa.

Her school uniform was disheveled, the collar askew, and the skirt crumpled. Her over-the-knee socks had slipped down from her knees to mid-calf.

The hair tie had come loose at some point, and her hair was spread out and plastered to her cheeks, soaked with sweat into clumps.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes still fluttering slightly. Her breathing was rapid and erratic, her chest heaving violently.

Her cheeks were flushed from her cheekbones all the way down to her neck, and even her collarbones were tinged with a thin layer of pink.

She didn't wake up; at the moment when the sensation of touch reached a certain limit, her brain chose to shut down.

He Quan stood up, picked Dong up horizontally, and placed her on the other end of the sofa. Her body was very light, and she sank into the sofa like a curled-up cat.

Ayase walked over and squatted down next to Tsugumi.

She reached out and brushed Dong's disheveled hair away from her cheek, accusing He Quan: "You've gone too far."

He Quan shrugged, looking completely innocent: "She can only blame herself for being too weak."

"Of course, you're not much better than her."

"..."

Ayase's fingers paused for a moment, and the blush on the tips of her ears deepened. She did not refute.

After the bell rang to signal the end of lunch break, the students gradually returned to their classrooms.

Yuzuriha Inori sat in a seat by the window, her gaze sweeping across the bald heads in the classroom.

The bald heads of Hanukawa Tani, Ouma Shu, Tamaki Sota, and several boys in the back row...

The uneven, bluish-white scalp gleamed faintly under the fluorescent light, like rows of newly sprouted radishes.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly.

The angle was very small, almost imperceptible, but it did bend slightly.

She felt...this scene was a little...funny?

Ayase lay face down on the desk, burying her face in her arms. Her long, dark brown hair fell down, obscuring her face, revealing only a small section of her ear tips, which were bright red.

I closed my eyes, and all I could see in my mind was the scene in the bathroom at noon.

Why even the feet...? That's so unfair...

(End of this chapter)