In the noisy street, Nan Wukong suddenly appeared here.
However, the dimly colored people around him didn't notice him at all, as if there was nothing here. Until he opened his eyes, the whole world came alive and was colored again.
People around him began to notice him and looked at him with care.
There was nothing I could do, but Nan Wukong was left stunned, looking like he had eaten shit and felt uncomfortable.
It took Nan Wukong a while to recover from the feeling of weightlessness and dizziness.
"This is the new world. Speaking of Sakurasou...it reminds me of Mashiro Shiina..." Nan Mukong recalled.
"Ah!" Nan Wukong suddenly scratched his head in distress, "Why are you pretending to be a high school student and enrolling in school?"
As he walked, he thought about it. It wasn't until he saw the glass window of a jewelry store that he realized that his clothes had changed... It seemed to be a school uniform... a Japanese school uniform.
Nan Wukong touched the texture of the clothes. It felt good. Fortunately, it was real clothes. Wouldn't it be very deceptive if it was changed by magic? He touched the card in his pocket and took it out. It turned out to be a student card.
certificate.
The above mentioned works:
[High School Affiliated to Suimei University of Arts]
Name: Nanwu(space)Kong
Class: Class A, Grade 3, Music Department
Dormitory: Room 01, Building A, South District
"Tsk tsk...Music Department...How can I know anything about music with a drake voice!" Nan Wukong raised his glasses frame with his middle finger and turned his attention to the name, "My surname is 'Nan', why did I change my surname to 'Nan' when I arrived in Japan?"
Namo' anymore?"
Forget it, it’s good to have an identity anyway. Also, I really don’t believe in Buddhism!
I touched my other pockets and there was only one gold coin left besides this student ID card. What is the use of this gold coin? Isn't it good to just give the money here?!
"Eh? Wait..." Nan Wukong seemed to realize something. He turned the gold coin over and there was still ink on the back, which meant...
This coin is still the one on my desk! In other words, I was not given any start-up capital at all!
I also want to eat!
Nan Wukong raised his head and focused his gaze on the jewelry store. His eyes revealed that "impulse is the devil." Nan Wukong walked into the jewelry store. There, sitting over the counter, was a fat man with a face full of profiteers.
If you have money, you can push the millstone and the ghosts push you. If you have money, you can push the ghosts and push the millstone. There is no end to the pushing and pushing of the ghosts!
Nan Wukong plans to sell the gold coins here.
"Is this gold coin enough for me to live here for a while?" With this thought, Nan Wukong entered the jewelry store.
Using the passive skill of "Universal Language Proficiency" given by the system, he said to the fat man: "I have an ancestral gold coin here. How about buying it for you for 100,000 yen?"
The fat man stared at the gold coin shining in Nan Wukong's hand and asked, "Sir, do you want to sell this gold coin?"
Nan Wukong nodded.
"Well... do you really want to sell a gold coin?" The fat man rubbed his hands and said with a flattering look on his face.
Nan Wukong nodded expressionlessly, looking like a prodigal playboy.
"Can I see your gold coins?"
Nan Wukong warned with a very noble sense of moral integrity: "Don't bite me, it's disgusting!" After saying that, he handed over the gold coin.
The fat man hesitated and asked the female clerk behind to get professional tools.
After some testing, we found that this gold coin is indeed of high value. The pattern on the gold coin is also very beautiful, but we can’t find out where it came from. I think it must be some years old, and it weighs a full 20 grams.
"That little shop can buy your gold coins for 10,000 yen, what do you think?"
Nan Wukong thought about it, and he didn't weigh it anyway. 10,000 yen is about 7,000+ Chinese dollars, which is a lot.
The transaction ended quickly, and Nan Wukong came out of the jewelry store with an extra bag filled with money.
After asking passers-by for the location of the High School Affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts as a new student, Minami rushed over.
Arriving at the gate of the High School Affiliated to Suimei University of Arts, Nan Mukong was hit by a boy just as he got out of the taxi. The boy, who looked very thin, fell directly to the ground and made a meowing sound in his arms.
, actually hid a cat in his arms.
"Hey, are you okay?" The tall Nan Wukong lowered his head and asked, making no move to pull him up.
A sickly kitten came out of the boy's arms. Nan Wukong was stunned when he saw the boy's face. With this hair color and this face... could it be Kanda Sorata?
"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you." The young man bowed politely to apologize.
"It's okay, but I remember cats are not allowed in the school dormitories. What's your name?" Nan Wukong habitually pushed up his glasses with his middle finger and said with a smile.
The young man looked at the school gate in panic, then looked at Nan Wukong, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you from the student union?"
Nan Wukong did not answer the question, but said seriously: "Classmate, which class are you from? Please show your student ID!"
Seeing this, the young man felt that Nan Wukong must be a member of the student union, and said a little fearfully: "Sorry, um... I saw that this cat was sick, so I took it for treatment, but if it needs care, I will..."
"You just brought it back, didn't you?" Nan Wukong looked at the young man with dignity and style.
The young man bowed and apologized, but had no intention of putting the cat down. Apparently he insisted on taking the cat back and taking care of it himself. He was really a kind-hearted young man.
"Forget it, the school isn't that stubborn yet, hand over the cat, the student union will take care of it for you!" Nan Wukong asked for the dirty cat, and received a grateful look from the young man, who obviously also
I know that pets are not allowed in student dormitories, otherwise you will be punished.
But Nan Mukong is not afraid. His mission is to move into Sakurasou. If this boy is Kanda Sorata, he is driven to Sakurasou because of the cat.
"I am Sorata Kanda, a second-year student. Thank you very much!"
Nan Wukong nodded and said hello: "Third grade Nan Wukong. Junior brother, please go back to school quickly."
"Goodbye, then, senior!" Kanda Sorata breathed a sigh of relief and ran back to school. It was not easy for him to get admitted to this school. Now that the risk has been lifted, Kanda Sorata's worry and fear no longer naturally relaxed.
Nan Mukong watched Kanda Sorata leave, and he also walked to the dormitory. Because the location of the dormitory was clearly written on the student ID card, Nan Mukong found it easily.
After picking up the dormitory key from the administrator, Nan Wukong was disturbed by a knock on the door before he could warm his buttocks in the dormitory.
"Who?"
Nan Wukong opened the door and saw a man wearing glasses similar to his own standing outside.
"Is something wrong?"
Nan Wukong asked again.
"The student union received a report saying that you have pets in your dormitory."
This male student was about the same height as Nan Wukong, so it didn't put any pressure on him, but his cold-as-ice expression still made Nan Wukong very uncomfortable.
"I don't know who likes to make snitches, but what's wrong with a cat in my room?" Nan Wukong asked.
"You broke the rules."
"So you're going to bite me to death with an Oriental stick (a crutch)?"
Student Union Member: "..."
This is not some Italian Peng Mafia, okay! (To be continued)