These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy - Volume 1 - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Volume 1, Chapter 2: Being struck on the head by an unknown flying object

TL: flarewk

I'm an 'invisible person' in class .

How do I put it, it's just that kind of having a very low presence, whenever the teacher did an attendance roll-call, my name would then be finally be called out .

My seat was at the second last row near the windows, also known as the so-called 'main character seat', yet not receiving any sort of treatment that a main character should have in the first place . Maybe it's because I didn't had those kind of atmosphere that those male main characters have, or didn't like to look outside the windows like them as well . . . . . . . .

Ahh, this wasn't considered a form of grumbling at all, it's just merely describing the current situation .

My name is An Jun Cheng, born in year 2000, my birthday on the 1st of January, 17 years old this year, and a second year student of Qiang Shui High School .

Looks being normal, with at least not disgracing my parents; within my short black hair there's a lot of white hair mixed messily, and from a far distance you would think that my hair was greyish . The huge amount of white hair was hereditary, and it wasn't just from my imagination, and even more not because I've mast**bated too much already .

My name came from the saying 'If you, a gentleman treat me sincerely, I, equally won't treat you naught as well'; it's a name given by my grandpa . The meaning was that if someone else was to be sincere with me, I must not let down the other party's sincerity in respect, and must properly repay them .

A pity is that your grandson doesn't even have any friends at all . . . . . . . . . . grandpa . . . . . . . . . .

Cough cough, I've accidentally entered into a pessimistic mood . . . . . . . always thinking from the adverse part of things was also one of my habits as well .

Always been loning by myself, I of course couldn't possibly always daze towards outside of the windows . So the way of entertainment that I chose was to read manga or light novels, and when I'm at home I'll also watch anime or movies . About games, I didn't really play much of them, and rather than playing games by myself, I belong to those kinds who liked to watch Let's plays instead .

Normally in the weekends, I would either be sleeping at home or whiling away my time watching movies, and if you was to term me as an 'otaku', maybe I'm considered to be one . But I didn't go on to collect any figurines and whatnot, and didn't have much interest in cosplay either, so at most I'm to be considered as a fake-otaku?

Well, in any case, I'm just that kind of boring person .

Once again confirming my own's sorrowful traits, I sighed once again as I closed up the book of my completed manga .

The time now is 8 . 45 pm at night, a night self-revision session, and I'm still at the school's library .

Although a large portion of schools cancelled their systems of night self-revision, our school still preserved them in contrast, because a huge amount of students wasn't staying at school, there's not even any dormitory facilities being built yet . But, although there's night self-revision, it's a little slightly different from normal self-revisions, because of the 'grading' system .

Of course, it's in accordance to china's tradition, students were graded according to their exam results, if you rank within the front 100 positions at the overall exams you may not need to participate in the night self-revisions, if ranked from 100 to 200 instead, you can only return home after staying from 6 pm to 7 . 30 pm, but if you rank below 200 . . . . . . . . . you would have to despairingly stay up to 9 pm at night .





This was considered a way of the school to motivate their students, as most people wouldn't want to stay in the school until 9 pm .

And I'm ranked so coincidentally at the 201th position, and thus very unfortunately needed to stay for the entire session of the night self-revisions till it ended .

But, although these night self-revisions may seem very taxing to other students, it's quite alright for me in contrast .

Because in a corner of our school's library actually kept a collection of manga and light novels, and ever since I knew about this matter from the last semester, I would often immerse myself within the school library . As expected, rather than using my phone to read the electronic version, it's better off to hold the real book and read it, as it gave off a better distinct feeling .

It doesn't mean that you must stay inside classes during night self-revisions, as long as every occasional day you hand in the note from the librarian teacher to the homeroom teacher, it's enough to prove that I've participated in the night self-revisions already .

Those people who did it like this other than me numbered four more as well, but they weren't classmates from my class, and I didn't attempt to go know about them at all, since it's common knowledge to remain silence in the library, right .

Originally I thought that those people coming to the library would be quite a great deal, but including me it's just five people in total . Maybe other people felt that it's still the same no matter where they stayed . . . . . . . . but if they knew that there's light novels and manga to be read at the library, the library would then probably be extremely packed, but, no one went to ask me about it; my human interpersonal relationships were still as terrible as ever huh . . . . . . .

Also worth mentioning was, the librarian's a female teacher who wore a pair of spectacles, her name's Yang Li Li, she looked to be roughly 20 plus years of age probably . Her long hair covered the most of her face, but please refrain from imagining that Yang-laoshi looked extremely beautiful, as I've seen Yang-laoshi'slooks before, how do I put it . . . . . . . . nngh, it's a little horrifyingly disgusting, so there is no possibility of developing any sort of student-teacher relationship like from light novel scenarios .

Yang-laoshi probably wasn't married yet, if she was to be already married then it's impossible for her to work overtime in the library until 9 pm . . . . . . . . also, the reason for not being able to marry, 80 percent would likely to be attributed because of that face of hers . . . . . . . even I who wasn't a supporter of outer-looks couldn't accept it a little .

Cough cough cough, saying it that way is a little too dishonorable already . . . . . . . . I've sinned, I've sinned indeed .

Seeing that the night self-revision session is almost to be over, I placed the book back onto the shelves, and walked towards the counter to acquire the signed note from teacher herself .

Walking to the front of the counter, I lowered my voice as I called out the teacher .

"Yang-laoshi . "

"Mm? Oh, Jun Cheng huh, you're here to sign notes right?"

Yang-laoshi glanced up to look at me, as she took out her phone to look at the time, and correctly guessing onto the purpose of me approaching . It's because me and Yang-laoshi were already rather acquainted, so the teacher always called out my name directly like that, occasionally I'll being requested by the teacher to help carry some stuff and whatnot too . Although I didn't have any friends, but getting along with teachers still wasn't that bad, even the homeroom teacher also treated me quite well . . . . . . . . although it's even more plausible that she's worried that I've been isolated . . . . . . . . . .

"Yep . "

"Mm, got it, hold on for awhile . "

Yang-laoshi straightforwardly tore a piece of paper from her notebook, and tore it after folding it into many small sections . The tearing sounds sounded a little noisy in the library filled with silence . The teacher finished tearing quite a few couple of notes in a moment, afterwhich she then wrote names plus chopped onto them one after another, she's probably preparing other people's signed notes at the same time as well .





But unexpectedly, Yang-laoshi actually handed all of the signed notes to me in the end .

"Here, take all of these . "

"Ehh? All to me?"

I even thought that those notes were prepared for other people, but she actually gave these to me at a single go . . . . . . .

Having that many signed notes could also mean it's alright if I don't go for night self-revisions too, but it can't be that the teacher was silently encouraging me to astray from night self-revisions, right . . . . . . . . . . .

Nonono, it definitely wasn't like that, why would a teacher do something like that? It must be because she found it too troubling to write for me every time, so she'd just might as well give out a bunch in one shot, probably . She's trusting me on this! Trusting that I won't astray from classes, which was why she did this .

And since the other party was so willing to trust in me, I can't let them down too, this way I'll be able to live up to my name .

"Mm . . . . . . . . . . . . you know what's the meaning of this, right . Recently it's not too safe at night, so with these notes you won't be needing to come for night self-revisions . "

The f***! She really wanted me to astray from classes huh!

Plus what's with this reason too? Not too safe at night? What's there to be scared of by a manly person like me . . . . . . . . . . although it's indisputable if there's a homicidal maniac appearing at night and so on, but recently there weren't such news like that, wasn't it?

Can it be . . . . . . . . . ah, I got it .

The teacher must have been thinking of wanting to skip classes .

Yeah, there's only five students in the library in all, and as long as she can dissuade off us five, Yang-laoshi could then knock off from work earlier!

So it's like that~ I got it, Iiii gooot ittt, teacher, I won't expose you about this, alright~ who knows, Yang-laoshi being so anxious onto knocking off from work, maybe it's perhaps that she've finally found a boyfriend to boot .

Clearly figuring this matter out, I silently nodded my head twice and took the signed notes from the teacher's hands .

"Gyaahh!"

When I took the notes from her I've accidentally brushed against Yang-laoshi'shands, and as a result the teacher mysteriously screamed out in response, and even retracted her hands back lightningly quick, which scattered the signed notes onto the floor in the end .





This sort of reaction happening when touching with a youthful bishoujo actually occurred when in contact with a "youthful" female teacher . . . . . . . . . I'm not the least bit delighted at all .

"S, sorry, Jun Cheng, static electricity probably developed just now . . . . . . . "

Yang-laoshi apologized as she hastily squatted down to pick up those signed notes .

"Ah, it's fine, and it's alright for me to just pick them up . "

I also squatted as well to pick up those signed notes, but the uncertainty within my mind still broiled around . Static electricity? But why I didn't feel anything at my side?

After finish checking all the signed notes, I then placed all of the notes into my pocket, and bowed towards Yang-laoshi before leaving the library .

Before I left, I heard the murmuring sounds of Yang-laoshi: " . . . . . . . . . Or is it better if I put on some gloves instead . . . . . . . . "

" . . . . . . . . . "

I'm really not very clear on what exactly Yang-laoshi was worrying about, has her menopause arrived in advance already?

When the bell rang, It's just nice that I reached the school gate entrance, and the security-dàye opened the gates after hearing the bell rung, and I became the first person to leave the school thereafter .

I took out the signed note from my pocket, and counted briefly the total number I possessed on-hand .

A total of 8 pieces, which means that I won't need to attend night self-revision sessions for 8 days huh . . . . . . . . . but, about staying at home, I also don't think that I have anything to do too . . . . . . . . .

"Mm . . . . . . . . . what the hell is this?"

When I was confirming the number of signed notes that I had, I suddenly realized that the back of these signed notes seemed to have something being drawn onto it .

I who was a little curious then readied to look for a place to piece these together to see what kind of imagery it is .

Walking to the nearest park's bench and sitting down onto it, I then pieced the notes together piece by piece, and very easily formed out the correct corresponding image thereafter .

It seemed to be a pentagram . . . . . . . . . no, looking at those texts on top of it, it seemed to be written backwards . Then that means, it's a inverse pentagram?

Nngh, I remember that inverse pentagrams seemed to signify satan or demon whatnot and so on . . . . . . . . . it can't be that Yang-laoshi was a believer of some evil cult, right? Now things are starting to be a little troubling . . . . . . . .

Just when I was thinking about what to do at the moment, a series of air-breaking sounds resounded into my ears, I turned around confusedly, and just when I turned around halfway, there's something like a shooting star that struck onto the side of my head!

The suddenly ferocious impact made me collapse straightaway, and as a result, my head hit onto the inverse pentagram that I've just pieced back to it's original state .

What happened quickly next was an extremely blinding dazzling light which shone right into my eyes!

Giddiness and loss of vision made me instantly fall into unconsciousness .

. . . . . . . . . . .

"Waah, oh shit, oh shit! I've actually involved a normal person into this!"

"Who asked you to be that rash, let me see here . . . . . . . . . . luckily, this person merely fainted, there shouldn't be any big issues at all . Just leave him be alone, and let's collect back our magic tool first . "

"Oh . . . . . . . . . huh? It's gone!"

"What?"

"The Taijitu Demon Warding Mirror is gone!"

"Mm? How could the magic tool simply vanish without a trace, look carefully for it again . "

"I've looked already! It's really gone!! Also, the connection I had with the magic tool had already been cut off!"

"How could it be? Cutting off connections between a magic tool and it's owner, would only mean an absolute destruction of the magic tool . . . . . . . . . but, how can a Taijitu Demon Warding Mirror be so easily damaged?"

"But, I really can't feel it at aaall! Sobsobsob, whuat shud I do noww . . . . . . . . . . . . grandpa will definitely scold me to death now . . . . . . . . . . "

"Haahh . . . . . . . . . . . in any case let's head back first, we'll think of a plan when we're back . "

"Sobsob . . . . . . . . . . mm . . . . . . . . . "

 

-ch 2 end-