"Hey, Mr. Haoren, let me raise you!"

The girl in white whispered in my ear, her words carrying a hint of frivolity and playfulness.

April 30th, April Fool's Day has obviously passed for a month, but God seems to have played a belated joke on me.

On a street in Shinjuku, Tokyo, I encountered the most despairing thing in my life.

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Rumble——!

The dark clouds in the sky were like a man's heavy body, weighing down heavily, and the leaves on the trees were like a young girl's hand that wanted to resist and welcome, swaying noisily.

The leaves are swaying, but they can't resist the heavy clouds.

Finally, after several rapid and high-pitched thunders, heavy rain poured down.

In mid-April, due to the influence of the cold vortex, thunderstorms appeared earlier than before in Tokyo.

Ding ding ding dong… ding ding dong dong…

"Okay, that's it for today, get out of class is over!"

As the end of get out of class bell rang like the British Big Ben, in the classroom of Class C of the second year, Hirohito Fujiwara quickly packed up his desk, carefully checked whether there was anything missing, and then got up and left the classroom.

"Is it raining? Well, I happened to have something urgent today. Those who asked for leave from the club didn't have to go to work, they just went back!"

Passing by the corridor, Haoren glanced at the gloomy weather outside the window, shook his head, quickly went down the stairs, and went to the shoe cabinet on the first floor to change shoes.

Just at this time, a group of first-year girls passed by, including a sharp-eyed girl with short hair, who spotted Haoren changing his shoes.

"Look, look, that's not second-year Fujiwara-senpai!"

"Wow, it's really true, Fujiwara-senpai Kakuichi (so handsome)!"

"Now, now... Is this the senior Fujiwara Hirohito who is in the top three in the school in the second grade, with A's in almost all subjects, and even perfect scores in the spiritual exorcism practice class and the elective Western European magic attack class?"

"Yes, I heard that Fujiwara-senpai is a former member of the Basketball Club, the deputy director of the Soul Club, and also joined the Kendo Club and is the leader of the Kendo Club!"

"And there's more..."

The person the girls are talking about, Hirohito Fujiwara, is a sophomore at Hachioji High School and a legend in this high school.

Excellent in both character and academics, good at swordsmanship, and versatile in sports, this is nothing.

The most important thing is that Fujiwara Hirohito is not only tall and has a masculine man's short short hair, but also has a sculpture-like face with clear features, angular and extremely handsome, and a pair of handsome shark teeth.

It is no exaggeration to say that when women see such a handsome face, they will shed tears involuntarily at night, and when they wake up in the morning, they will find wet sheets. Men will cry and shout to join the kendo club and work hard to learn fencing.

This feeling of being woken up by your own handsomeness every day when you sleep is probably something that only readers of this book can experience.

"Ah, Fujiwara-senpai looks over here, looks over here!"

Perhaps the girls' discussion was a little louder, which caught Haoren's attention. He turned his eyes and showed a kind smile to the group of freshman girls.

"Yeah~ Fujiwara-senpai smiled at me, smiled at me!"

"You're talking nonsense, he was obviously smiling at me."

“Fujiwara-senpai’s shark teeth are so handsome, he looks so good when he smiles!

Just because of Haoren's smile, the girls screamed collectively. They were so excited that they couldn't close their legs with joy.

Faced with this situation, Haoren's heart did not waver at all, and he had long been accustomed to it.

After all, after resurrecting his life, God's blessing gave him a face that everyone loved since he was a child. As he grew up, he quickly moved towards the direction of a male god.

That's right, live a new life.

In fact, he is not a person of this world, but a time traveler.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary migrant worker named Zhen Haoren.

Because I couldn't resist the entreaties of my colleague who was addicted to the Pinxixi cash-out dog-walking game, I reluctantly clicked on the Pinxixi link sent by my colleague, ready to help him withdraw cash.

However, after clicking on it, what pops up is not the Pinxixi interface, but a big red envelope interface.

He didn't notice anything unusual at that time, and clicked on the red envelope reflexively.

As a result, only a mechanically synthesized voice was heard: "Congratulations, the assistance is successful, you have received the reward of resetting your life!"

Then there was a sudden spin, and Haoren fainted instantly.

When he woke up again, he had arrived in the modern island nation of Tokyo in this parallel world and turned into a baby.

Now, seventeen years have passed since that unexpected time travel.

Thinking of this, Haoren sighed and quickly put on his shoes. He ignored the group of girls who couldn't even close their legs. He took his raincoat and left the teaching building.

After leaving the teaching building, Fujiwara walked towards the bicycle shed in a hurry.

However, before he reached the carport, a urgent shout came from behind him.

"Fujiwara-senpai, Fujiwara-senpai!"

Turning around and glancing at the person behind him, Haoren skillfully put on a gentle smile on his lips.

"It's Ito-kun, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

"Senior, just call me Cheng, that... what happened last time, thank you very much, senior, Ariado!

If it weren't for senior's help, I would have almost been killed...cough... Anyway, thank you very much!"

A junior from the Kendo Club named Ito Makoto stretched out his hand and made a knife-like gesture, wiped it on his neck, then bowed again and said:

"To express my gratitude, I would like to invite you to have a meal with me!"

"It's okay, it's just a little effort. Besides, you didn't lend me some study materials last time, so there's no need to be so polite!"

Haoren shook his head and declined the junior's invitation.

When it came to the study materials, Ito Makoto suddenly covered his mouth with his hands and smiled like an aunt:

"Hey, senior, I still have a lot of study materials here, senior, do you want any more..."

"You still have the nerve to say that I asked you to borrow the witchcraft notes from your witchcraft specialty class, but you ended up putting some messy stuff in the notes."

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now!"

Haoren shook his head helplessly, and without waiting for Ito to say anything, he waved goodbye to him, leaving Junior Jun standing there alone.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, but he couldn't help but sigh:

"He helps others without expecting anything in return. Fujiwara-senpai is such a good person!

Haoren was in a hurry and was in a hurry to go home. Naturally, he didn't hear the sigh of this junior. He also didn't know that in the eyes of the juniors in these clubs, he was a good senior who cared about the juniors, often taught them fencing, and was willing to help others.

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After arriving at the carport, Haoren skillfully put on his raincoat, got on his bicycle, and quickly left the school.

"Ah~ Fujiwara-kun, get out of class is over!"

Riding all the way home, Haoren bumped into the wife who lived next door—Muto Aiko, a housewife who lived at home.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Muto!"

Haoren immediately showed a hearty smile and said hello politely.

"Fujiwara-kun, are you coming to my house for dinner today? Kaoru-chan is here too. Let's make rice bowl for dinner tonight."

Mrs. Muto seemed to be taking out the trash at the door. As soon as she saw Haoren, she warmly invited him to her house for a rice bowl.

"No, thank you Mrs. Muto. I have to go out later and won't be back until very late."

Haoren waved his hand and politely declined the housewife's invitation.

"Are you going to work? Are you going to work on Thursday too?"

"Well, I recently found a new part-time job."

"Ah, that's really a pity. This is your second part-time job. Although you are still young, you still have to pay attention to your health. It doesn't have to be so hard!"

Mrs. Muto looked at the seventeen-year-old boy in front of her with some emotion in her heart.

Children of other families' age can spend their happiest school days in the palms of their parents' hands.

But this guy still has to work and earn money to support himself.

I heard that it was because my father passed away at an early age, and my mother didn’t know what she had committed and was imprisoned. Now she lives alone with her grandfather in the countryside.

The grandfather in the countryside also had little income and could not support Haoren, who was studying in high school, so he had to go out to work to earn living expenses.

What a good kid, not only handsome, but also polite, sweet-mouthed, calm and mature, and most importantly, very hard-working.

How could God be so unfair to such an outstanding boy?

"There's nothing we can do about it. Mrs. Muto doesn't want to see me unable to afford food next month!"

Haoren naturally didn't know what Mrs. Muto was thinking, so he made a little joke.

However, he was really envious in his heart.
To be continued...