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This... is exactly the kind of temple monastic life he truly longed for, not the gentle kind he was experiencing now.

Hayakawa: "..."

Sigh, there's just no way around it.

After all, how could the future possibly change?

Knowing everything, Hayakawa "helplessly" closed his eyes, letting the girl's body fall towards him, preparing to endure the "pain" that was about to follow.

Is this the first test after joining the temple? It's really difficult to handle.

However, if this is a revelation from the Buddha, a difficult and perilous journey one must overcome to transform from a caterpillar into a butterfly…

Of course I won't avoid it.

Hayakawa wore a faint smile, preparing for the impact.

However, the next moment, what struck him was not Aoba Yuzuki's soft body, but a deafening roar that seemed to pierce the very soul and strike his head.

"Crack..."

That was the sound of a porcelain plate hitting a person; the plate smashed directly onto Hayakawa's forehead.

Hayakawa had calculated everything perfectly, but he overlooked one crucial detail: when Aoba Yuzuki took his plate, she was still washing another plate in her hand. When she leaned forward to take the plate, she didn't let go of the other plate. After all, she subconsciously leaned forward to take the plate and didn't have time to release the other one.

So when she cried out and fell down, she was still holding onto the plate tightly. The plate flew through the air with her arm, tracing an arc, and hit Hayakawa squarely on the forehead.

And it was right on the edge of the plate.

"Thump...click~"

A piercing sound rang out, accompanied by a pain and dizziness that seemed to bloom like flowers on her forehead. Hayakawa was somewhat dazed, and then, the pain swept over her again.

The impact was quite severe. After all, Aoba Yuzuki was no small person. The weight of most of his body, combined with the hardness of the plate itself, caused Hayakawa to roll his eyes back. The intense pain in his head made him think that Aoba Yuzuki wanted to test whether his head or the edge of the porcelain plate was harder, otherwise why would she hit him with such force?

The result was obvious: his own head won, since the plate had been smashed to pieces.

"boom!"

The two of them still fell down. After all, the downward trend of their bodies would not change. Hayakawa's back hit the floor heavily, and at the same time, she felt a soft touch on her chest. The girl's body was pressed tightly against her, and her delicate and beautiful face was also very close to hers. Her eyes were tightly closed with a trace of fear and worry.

The result he wanted had come, but Hayakawa couldn't be happy at all. Feeling the tearing pain in his forehead and the faint feeling of blood, Hayakawa's eyes welled up with tears.

Honestly, even in school brawls, the violence isn't this brutal.

As if in a play, the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and the girl's voice entered the room even faster than the door itself.

"Sister Yuzuki, I'm sorry, I forgot that you and I showered together today..."

Aoba Tsukiyo entered the kitchen with a face full of apology, and immediately froze when she saw the two people on the floor in a position where the woman was on top of the man.

The next moment, her eyes blazed with fury like a raging volcano, and her voice trembled with rage: "Hayakawa... how dare you do such a thing to Yuzuki-nee while I was away! I'll kick you out right now..."

Moonlight's voice was hoarse, her eyes, burning with light, looked at Hayakawa's face, then she froze for a moment: "Huh? No, wait, why is there blood on your face!?"

"You're injured? What happened? First aid kit, where's the first aid kit?"

Aoba Tsukiyo's tone suddenly became panicked, her thoughts even becoming somewhat chaotic as she frantically searched her surroundings. She looked at Aoba Yuzuki, who was lying on top of Hayakawa, and her gaze swept over the broken plate beside her. Instantly, a horrifying thought flashed through her mind, and she exclaimed incredulously, "Yuzuki-nee, no matter how badly he went, you can't commit murder..."

Her voice trailed off towards the end, and the girl even choked up a little.

My sister... became a murderer.

"Hmm...murder?"

The future headmistress, still a little dizzy from the impact, heard her younger sister's call and looked up in confusion. The first thing she saw was Hayakawa's clothes on her chest.

“Um…ah…”

When Aoba Yuzuki saw Hayakawa's clothes and felt the pressure on her chest, she immediately realized where she was lying. Her pretty face flushed red and she quickly got up. Just as she was about to scream, she saw Hayakawa's forehead covered in red blood, and her scream was immediately choked up like a swan being choked.

The next second, an even more pitiful scream echoed throughout the temple.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…"

Listening to the jarring requiem, Hayakawa, on his deathbed, seemed to see once again the goats grazing with their heads down by the Sanzu River.

The Buddha's test... was indeed more difficult than imagined.

……

"It is currently the time for a major meeting at the temple."

Aoba Tsukiyo sat in the judge's seat, her hands clasped together on the table, her expression extremely serious. Aoba Yuzuki, on the other hand, was bound in mid-air like a lamb to the slaughter, struggling desperately as a suspect. Hayakawa, with a bandage on her forehead, sat beside her, while Mia and Kagura, along with a few others, peeked out to act as a jury and audience.

Hayakawa sat expressionlessly in the victim's seat, staring blankly ahead.

What goes around comes around. Just last night, a meeting was held here and I was banned from entering, but this morning the ban was lifted because I was to attend the meeting as a victim. And after this incident, the ban on entering or leaving this place is probably no longer relevant.

Despite this, Hayakawa felt nothing after unlocking the new map; in fact, she even felt a little like crying.

Hayakawa is indeed a man of strong will, willing to endure any hardship for the sake of the Great Way, but that doesn't mean he can accept being hit with a brick for no reason.

Chapter 300 Painful Memories

"Criminals conclude the month,"

Aoba Tsukiyo looked solemnly at her older sister, who was bound in mid-air with ropes, and said in a deep voice, "What excuse do you have for the vicious assault that happened in the kitchen just now?"

"Have I already been convicted?!"

Aoba Yuzuki shook and struggled violently in mid-air, her face flushed, and said, "This is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

Aoba Tsukiyo silently repeated it, then immediately stood up and rushed to Hayakawa, who had been sitting expressionlessly in the corner, pointing to the bandage wrapped around his head: "Is this also a misunderstanding?"

"This...this is due to force majeure,"

Upon seeing the white halo surrounding Hayakawa's head, Aoba Yuzuki instantly lowered her head in shame, her voice becoming weak and pleading as she begged her younger sister, "Alright, put me down quickly..."

"Sigh, you've gone too far, Sister Jieyue,"

Aoba Tsukiyo sighed, stood up, and untied the ropes binding Yuzuki: "I know you're usually reckless, but how could you hurt someone like this? Luckily, we have a spare first-aid kit in Z, otherwise what if they got infected? This area is really remote, it's hard to even get to a hospital..."

You should apologize properly.

Moonlight helped Kizuki down from the table and said earnestly to her.

"I know…"

Cangye Jieyue nodded gently, and said with a wronged expression.

Hayakawa watched this scene from the side, his gaze towards Aoba Tsukiyo flickering slightly.

Seeing how harsh and unfriendly she had been to him before, Hayakawa was surprised to find her quite fair when things came to a head. His opinion of Aoba Tsukiyo changed drastically.

But why are they the only ones talking? Shouldn't they apologize to me? Shouldn't the main character in this meeting be me, the victim?

"..."

Hayakawa frowned as he looked at the girl whispering in front of him, and at himself, who seemed invisible beside him. This feeling of being ignored felt strangely familiar, and he couldn't help but recall an experience from Ichinose Academy in the past.

The memory begins:

Memories bring pain, but pain makes memories more profound, forcing people to remember them. Hayakawa was no exception. Even after several months, he still remembered that it was an ordinary morning, the sky was clear, and there was a beautiful sunny day outside the window.

When the monthly exam results were released, I was unsurprisingly trampled underfoot, which made the originally blue sky seem to have a gloomy feeling. However, what was even more painful was that I had to take Furuhashi and Ogata to the teacher's office to talk about my recent teaching situation and their learning situation, which is the so-called "reporting on my work".

"excuse me."

Hayakawa led the way to the teachers' offices, pushed open the door, and walked in, his eyes scanning the room intently.

The teachers' office in Ichinose is a large open space where most of the second-year high school teachers and some third-year teachers work. When classes are over, almost everyone is sitting in front of their desks. The desks are not arranged in any particular way, and with piles of test papers and books, they look a bit messy.

The ceiling fan was blowing relentlessly, the air conditioner was running, and the bright sunlight shone through the silver aluminum alloy windows. As Hayakawa and his two companions entered, friendly greetings came from all directions: "Furuhashi's here!" "Yo! Ogata-kun's here!" "Quick, sit down..."

"You're too kind,"

With a warm smile on her face, Furuhashi obediently accepted the snacks offered by the Chinese teacher next to her, and whispered her thanks: "Thank you, Fujimiya-sensei."

Ogata calmly declined the enthusiastic greetings from the math teacher next to him and stood quietly beside the old bridge.

Hayakawa, who had entered before the two of them, was speechless.

No, there's another person here.

Why is no one showing me any concern or care?

Looking at the scene before him, even someone as confident as him, who had always considered himself a powerful being at the center of the universe, couldn't help but have the illusion that "Huh? Have I already disappeared?"

"..."

Looking at the office in front of him, Hayakawa realized for the first time how much the two girls were favored by the school and teachers. It was only natural that such geniuses should be role models for all students and the apple of the teachers' eyes.

This is quite normal. The two of them are exceptionally talented, geniuses who can even frustrate teachers. These are the kind of students teachers like best. But they are also exceptionally good-looking. If they really go into academia or become writers, Ichinose Academy will probably benefit from their success.

No wonder even the principal pays so much attention to them, arranging batches of guidance for them. It's also understandable that the teachers like them.

but…

There are three people here.

Hayakawa thought to himself, looking at the friendly scene between Furuhashi Ogata and the teachers in front of him, he hesitated for once, his steps faltering and he dared not step forward.

The harmonious space before him was a world that did not belong to him.

Hayakawa thought...

The memory ended, and Hayakawa silently clutched his chest, enduring the overwhelming sense of shame and pain that surged from the depths of his heart.

The greater humiliation than being looked down upon is being ignored, because it means that the other person doesn't consider you important at all.

This hatred has been building up in his heart since then, taking root and sprouting until now.

"Hayakawa? Hayakawa-kun!"

Just as Hayakawa was in a daze, a girl's voice suddenly came from beside him, and it gradually grew louder.

Hayakawa immediately realized what was happening: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Aoba Tsukiyo was looking at him with a puzzled expression. When she realized that Hayakawa had come to his senses, she pushed Aoba Yuzuki behind her in front of her and said meaningfully, "Yuzuki-nee has deeply realized her mistake and she intends to apologize to you."

"I'm so sorry, Hayakawa-kun,"

Aoba Yuzuki walked over, her head down so she couldn't see her shoes were pressed together, and she stammered with a red face, "I accidentally hurt you just now, I promise this will never happen again."

And next time?

Hayakawa was stunned upon hearing this. Coupled with the faint pain in his forehead, he immediately swallowed back his generous forgiveness and comfort, and said expressionlessly, "I take back what I said earlier about thinking that training was not difficult. I underestimated the temple."

"Ok?"

At first, Aoba Yuzuki didn't understand, but the next moment she realized that Hayakawa had joked about his head injury as part of his training. She felt very ashamed, but for some reason she was also amused. She pursed her lips and held back her laughter until her face turned red.

"Let's leave it at that for now. We'll explain to Sister Xixi what happened at the temple while she was away when she comes back."

Upon seeing this, Aoba Tsukiyo stood up and brought the meeting to a close.

Chapter 301 Three People Cultivating Together

"Should we tell Sister Xixi too?"

Aoba Yuzuki thought everything was alright and breathed a slight sigh of relief, even showing a hint of joy on her face. But upon hearing her younger sister's words, her pale face immediately fell, and she said pitifully, "No... I'm definitely going to get a beating."

Punishment?

Hayakawa instantly noticed something, staring blankly at the Aoba sisters beside her.

Could it be that, as I imagine, I'm being brutally struck on the body with a solid wooden board? And then using the physical pain to purify my mind of distractions, reaching a state of desirelessness?

Please let me bear all of this!

"He got what he deserved."

Looking down at Yuzuki from her high position, Aoba Tsukiyo said coldly, "Besides, we don't know the specifics of Hayakawa-kun's wound; we'll have to let Higi take a look."

After saying that, she turned to look at Hayakawa beside her: "Hayakawa-kun."

"Ok?"

Hayakawa snapped out of his daze and looked over.

"If you feel discomfort or something is wrong in your forehead area,"