He became a god in Japan starting with the bear disaster.

Chapter 11

Lin Xiu sighed, put down the lunchbox in her hand, and thought to herself that the woman in front of her was truly a contradictory person.

He didn't even glance at the money, but looked intently into Asahi Ruri's eyes and uttered his first words of the day: "If it wasn't your mistake, then you naturally have no obligation to make amends. That little bit of money is no longer important to me now; it wasn't a big deal to begin with. Even if I were to go find the culprit, that would be my own business."

These words were actually meant for himself, because only Lin Xiuyi knew that he possessed that phone, while Asahi Ruri was clearly unaware of his trump card and did not know that he truly had the ability to retaliate.

Although he understood Asahi's thoughts, Lin Xiuyi had no intention of accepting her kindness. In all his years, he had rarely met a kind person like her. He didn't like taking advantage of others, nor was he greedy, but he was definitely a person with strong self-respect; such excessive compensation, bordering on pity, was unacceptable to him.

"I want to help you because, in any case, this matter arose because of me, and I am also the one who benefits from it. I believe I bear some responsibility."

Asairo Ruri answered earnestly.

"If you want compensation, you only need to give me 20. I want to go to college, and college admission is based solely on grades, not on who has more school-level honors like scholarships."

"But in that case," Asahi Ruri leaned her face closer, as if to show her sincerity, "I wouldn't be able to be friends with Hayashi-san. I think Hayashi-san is a very interesting person, so I want to be friends with you."

friend?

These words left Lin Xiuyi speechless.

As an orphan with a lack of social interaction, he probably never had any friends growing up. After all, people who don't have much to say to each other in studies or work, and can only exchange a few words, can't be considered friends.

According to his understanding, friends should be special beings who understand and agree with each other, can help each other, and even share life and hobbies.

However, the only connection and common ground between Lin Xiuyi and Asahi Ruri is that they are classmates, even classmates in adjacent classes. Apart from that, he is just a poor student, while she is a well-known idol star. He can't help Asahi Ruri much, nor can he participate in her life at all. So, would Asahi Ruri be willing to quit her job and participate in the lives of the poor?

To put it bluntly: the two are not from the same social class.

"Actually, I've stopped working for some reason, so I'm just an ordinary student with a little bit of savings."

Asahi Ruri, being perceptive, explained.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuyi glanced at the one million yen on the table and pondered the standard of "small money".

"I've neglected my studies before because I was busy with work, but now that I have the chance, I want to catch up. Lin's grades are so excellent, could you please help me tutor me?"

If what she said is true, and both of them are currently primarily students, then they are indeed on equal footing in terms of wealth, and they have a common starting point for their relationship: tutoring each other in their studies...

Although they hadn't known each other for long, Asahi Ruri's behavior today proved that she was a person of good character. After all, there are probably not many people in the world who would stick to someone like glue. Wasting time was just to express her apology. Therefore, Lin Xiuyi approved of her.

He wasn't an affected or awkward guy either.

So, if you can get along, then get along well.

"My tutoring is quite strict."

Lin Xiuyi straightened her posture and sat opposite him.

This statement can be considered an agreement to become friends with Asashiro Ruri.

Asairo Ruri smiled and nodded. "Nice to meet you, Shuichi."

Lin Xiuyi was stunned when she heard her address her so affectionately.

"Is something wrong, Shuichi?"

Friends are indeed close enough to call each other by their first names, but he's still not quite used to it.

"Then... should I call you Liuli?"

Lin Xiuyi wasn't sure what to do.

"Of course not."

Asairo Ruri denied it with a grin.

Lin Xiuyi hesitated and said, "Then let's call her Asairo, Asairo... classmate?"

The girl covered her giggling mouth with her hand, unable to resist asking, "Shuichi, do you still not know that Asairo Ruri is actually my stage name?"

Lin Xiuyi was stunned.

This definitely entered his blind spot.

"Remember, my real name is Isshiki Kin. You can just call me Kin from now on."

Isshiki Kin straightened up from her bent-over laughter, feigning seriousness, but the amusement in her eyes didn't diminish much. "You really are quite interesting."

Lin Xiuyi was speechless, completely unaware of what was so interesting about it.

One side was laughing and enthusiastic, while the other was helpless and serious. The two continued their conversation until someone knocked on the door from the outside.

"Miss, it's time."

It was the meticulous voice of a strange man. The bodyguard had come to urge them on.

"It seems I should take my leave now."

Isshiki Kin stood up from the cramped room and scanned the small space without any attempt to conceal her presence, as if trying to deepen her memory.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Lin Xiu turned her head away to prevent herself from seeing anything terrible.

Seeing his reaction, Isshiki Kin's smile widened even more. "I'm wearing safety shorts, Shuichi, just like on stage, look—"

Lin Xiuyi was taken aback, then turned back upon hearing this.

"I was just kidding." Ishigami immediately reached out and covered up all the view under her skirt so he couldn't see it.

The girl laughed without any attempt to hide it, took a light step back, changed her shoes, pushed open the door, and said goodbye: "Goodbye."

With a creak, the door was quickly closed.

Lin Xiuyi was so embarrassed that she couldn't even speak. She remained sitting there, listening to the footsteps fade away.

After a while, he realized that his new friend was a genuine eccentric, and he lay back on the tatami mat.

All-color gold...

He was still savoring the name.

"Knock knock knock—"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Xiuyi got up and opened the door.

Outside the door appeared the landlord's wrinkled face, his facial muscles contorted as if he were about to express anger.

This old man always wore a short, plain black kimono, without trousers, only showing his white loincloth, making him look like a character who jumped out of one of Akira Kurosawa's samurai films.

His coming to my door is never a good thing.

"Is there something you need?"

Lin Xiuyi frowned.

"I've found out everything. You didn't get any scholarship at all; you were lying to me!"

The old landlord was aggressive.

"so what?"

Lin Xiuyi remained unmoved.

"So, so you fooled that rich girl and relied on her to support you, right? But now she's come knocking on your door and has seen everything—you're actually living like a homeless person with a house. Now that your lie has been exposed, who would want to support a gigolo like you?"

The old man got excited too.

Lin Xiuyi also admired the old man's imagination, even though he could think so narrowly.

"It's a pity that although I only just became friends with her, all my money is indeed my own."

The old man was trying to take the opportunity to threaten him, not wanting him to move out so he could collect rent, but the guy's assumption was completely wrong, so he couldn't scare him.

To deal with this kind of person, Lin Xiuyi doesn't need to use any power. He can simply tell the truth and defeat him with it. He also doesn't need to worry about retaliation. If this old man really had any ability, he wouldn't just be arrogant in words. In essence, he's a pathetic bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong.

"I'm only saying this one last time," Lin Xiuyi looked down at the old landlord, "From today until I move out, I won't be late on rent, but if you dare to harass me again, I'll just move out."

After saying that, he took out 1000 yuan and gave it to him, then closed the door.

Lin Xiuyi's expression was resolute. The old man opened his mouth, but realizing he was truly helpless, he could only close it again, take the money without a word, and leave dejectedly.

Back inside, he saw the one million yuan on the table and remembered that he hadn't had time to return it.

After a moment of contemplation, he took out 20 yuan, wrapped the rest in paper, and planned to return it to Yise Jin the next day.