Hayato started reading books like "General History of China" during his free time and found that China's history was almost identical to his previous life. There were the Winter, Summer, Spring and Autumn periods, and also the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties. There was the Magic City, and there was Jiangnan.
He even borrowed a "Map of China" to check, and found that even the routes and streets were almost the same as those in his memory.
This was strange.
For example, in his previous life, "Hayato" lived on Laodong Road in Lin'an District, Hangzhou, Jiangnan.
So in this life, who would be living on Laodong Road in Lin'an District, Hangzhou, Jiangnan?
Hayato had become a Japanese person…
"Wow, Hayato, why are you reading this kind of book? Do you understand it?" a boy came over and asked.
According to Hayato's memory, his name was Anshi Masayuki. This name was very evocative, combining the two most disgusting things in human history. There was poop, and there was politics.
He was one of the few friends of Hayato in his class.
With dyed yellow hair and unbuttoned school uniform, he exuded a sense of unruliness.
He snatched the book and flipped through it.
"It's all Chinese characters! Hayato, is your Chinese language score already so ridiculously good? Or… are you just showing off?"
"Shut up." Hayato unceremoniously snatched the book back.
After transmigrating here, he had already entered the state of "Your Japanese is truly good," and his Chinese level had not fallen. Perhaps he could even return to his homeland as a "translator" in the future?
Anshi Masayuki looked at Hayato with a frown and a puzzled expression, then shrugged. He didn't try to snatch the book again, probably thinking that "books" were completely incompatible with his "romantic and unrestrained" image.
"Hayato! I'm going to the convenience store to buy drinks. Do you need me to get you anything?"
Anshi Masayuki was about to walk away when he heard Matsuzono Ayumu, who was sitting in the front row, turn his head and ask.
"No, no need," Hayato replied calmly.
"I see." Matsuzono Ayumu nodded, then walked out of the classroom door.
"Are you and Matsuzono… very close?" Anshi Masayuki asked.
Before today, he had never seen Matsuzono Ayumu talk to Hayato much.
"A little."
"Matsuzono is still so frail… He looks quite easy to bully." Anshi Masayuki smiled, then nudged Hayato with his elbow, smiling: "But his childhood friend Yotsumoto Ryouka is very impressive, and she's good-looking, has a great figure, especially those… Ugh, Hayato, why are you looking at me like that?"
Anshi Masayuki saw Hayato, who was sitting in his seat, looking at him with narrowed eyes, appearing somewhat fierce.
But he showed no sign of stopping. After thinking for a moment, he continued to babble: "You're not afraid of Yotsumoto Ryouka, are you? Don't worry, she's not in our class, so she can't hear… Hahaha, I'm thinking, if we take Matsuzono as a hostage and then tell Yotsumoto Ryouka, 'Yotsumoto, you wouldn't want…' Just thinking about it is exciting… Hehe~ Just kidding~"
He imagined it, giggling foolishly.
Anshi Masayuki was an ordinary high school student, full of lewd thoughts, but he lacked the courage to act on them. In short, he was all talk.
But this time, right after he finished his talk, with a "bang" it was quick, Hayato stood up.
Although Hayato was slender, he was a bit taller than Anshi Masayuki. He immediately grabbed the latter's collar:
"You… shut up!"
I, a pure love warrior, actually have a disgusting cuckold like you by my side!?
"…Hayato, what are you doing?!" Anshi Masayuki was startled, but quickly reacted. He began to struggle with Hayato.
With a "thump," Anshi Masayuki's butt knocked over Hayato's desk.
The loud noise made the other students in the class look over.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Hayato and Anshi?"
"Their relationship has always been quite good…"
Anshi Masayuki was actually suppressed by Hayato for a moment, and coupled with everyone looking in their direction, this strengthened Anshi Masayuki's resolve not to lose face.
"You bastard!"
Anshi Masayuki wanted to break free from Hayato's hand gripping his collar. He twisted his wrist forcefully, knocking Hayato's palm away while simultaneously slapping Hayato's side of the face with a "smack."
The sound was crisp, like a slap.
"…Huh?" Anshi Masayuki himself was stunned, "Sorry, Hayato…"
Joking aside, it's usually an unwritten rule not to hit someone's face.
As a result, Hayato, whose face was slightly turned, suddenly looked back.
His gaze sharpened, and with a "boom," he punched Anshi Masayuki squarely on the bridge of his nose.
"Wah!"
Anshi Masayuki lost his balance and landed on his butt on the floor: "…Ugh…"
Before he could react, Hayato pounced on him like a crow doing a flying press.
Another punch.
This time it hit Anshi Masayuki's side of the face.
"Wait… wait…" Anshi Masayuki started to panic.
Bang.
"Personality Correction Punch!" Hayato shouted in his mind.
Before him, Hayato raised his fist again.
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong…" Anshi Masayuki quickly put his hands to his chest and waved them wildly: "I shouldn't have said bad things about Yotsumoto. I shouldn't have said… Hayato-Sama, please be magnanimous and spare me!"
"…Hmph."
Upon hearing this, Hayato smiled slightly.
Correction successful, cut off the bull horns, instant pure love!
He stood up from Anshi Masayuki, straightened his messy school uniform, then glanced at the trembling Anshi Masayuki on the ground, and extended his hand to him:
"Don't say things like that again."
"…Ah… okay…" Anshi Masayuki swallowed, then nodded.
Hayato took Anshi Masayuki's hand and pulled him up.
Anshi Masayuki looked at Hayato with some fear, but the latter seemed to truly let it go after the fight, without offering any further comments on the incident.
"Hayato?" he tried to talk.
"Hmm?" Hayato replied as usual.
"No, it's nothing…" Anshi Masayuki said with lingering fear.
He thought carefully and thoroughly.
Hayato suddenly got along well with Matsuzono, and when he spoke ill of Yotsumoto Ryouka, he got beaten… Combining these events, the conclusion that could be drawn was…
"Hayato likes Yotsumoto Ryouka!?"
Holy cow! But a girl of Yotsumoto Ryouka's caliber was clearly not someone they could approach…
"Hayato, you don't happen to like Yotsumoto Ryouka, do you?" Anshi Masayuki whispered.
"Huh!?" Hayato's fierce gaze returned, and he raised his fist: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?!"
Yes, yes! Absolutely! This expression of having his feelings guessed! Anshi Masayuki was already certain… He liked Yotsumoto Ryouka, and who wouldn't like a beautiful girl like Yotsumoto Ryouka?
But if he said that, he had indeed gone too far by verbally defiling the goddess in his brother's heart!
"Hayato, this time it's truly my bad, I apologize. Just say it, whatever you want me to do to compensate, I'll do it." Anshi Masayuki hooked his arm around Hayato's shoulder.
"Cut off that yellow hair of yours. I don't like seeing it," Hayato said.
"??" Anshi Masayuki was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly nodded: "…Okay! I promise you!!"
The two who had just fought suddenly became harmonious again, which made the girls watching the show in the class sigh. High school boys are truly a peculiar creature!
—Then, Hayato and Anshi Masayuki were called to the disciplinary office to write a letter of apology.