NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 44: Pride Or A Deal?
Dematero couldn't make sense of it. He had merely taunted Henry a bit, and suddenly, Henry exploded and even resorted to violence. Wasn't this going too far?
What baffled him even more was that just as he was about to reclaim his dignity, Henry clutched his stomach, quickly left the classroom, and dashed towards the restroom.
Dematero couldn't help but loudly complain at Henry's retreating figure, "Damn, he cursed and pushed me, and now he's running off. Is he crazy? What an idiot!"
He was too mild-tempered; despite his annoyance, he didn't chase after him.
Although Henry had a bout of diarrhea in Jimmy's seat, luckily, it wasn't too explosive. The stool was very watery and odorless, so no one around him noticed anything unusual for the moment...
It was evident that the mastermind behind the scenes, known for being "beautiful and kind-hearted," had shown mercy. Otherwise, Henry would have suffered the same fate as Jimmy, who had famously 'died' on the spot.
Even so, there remained a small suspicious yellow stain on Jimmy's chair.
When Jimmy returned to his seat, he initially wanted to greet Henry. He always liked to befriend the top students in the class...
But with Henry rushing to the restroom in such haste, Jimmy didn't have the opportunity to acknowledge him. He was truly in a hurry!
As he rushed towards the restroom, he cursed inwardly, "Damn! Jimmy's 'urine king' seat is really toxic, it's so damn strange!"
Could this be what they called a legendary urban legend?
[ System prompt: Pain value from Henry +++ ! ]
Jimmy's attention was drawn by Henry's urgent rush, forgetting about his own seat, and was about to sit down...
At this critical moment, Crissante, with her sharp eyes, but less dramatic reaction compared to last time, mainly because Jimmy's urination behavior was too shocking and too violent! Truly worthy of his title "urine king"!
Henry's hit-and-run incident seemed rather abrupt, leaving everyone quite puzzled.
Normally, wouldn't it be expected for Dematero and Henry to engage in a verbal spat or a scuffle between boys? But now, everything suddenly came to a halt.
"Jimmy, don't sit down first. What's on your chair, is it yellow paint?" Crissante kindly reminded, not immediately thinking of stool.
Jimmy was also puzzled. Not knowing if his curiosity got the better of him or if he momentarily lost his mind, he squatted down and sniffed vigorously...
Although what Henry left behind after his hit-and-run didn't emit any odor, and even Crissante, who was closest to the chair, didn't notice anything unusual, Jimmy couldn't resist a strong sniff!
"Damn!" Jimmy exclaimed loudly, "It's poop!"
"So disgusting! Who the hell pooped on my seat!" Jimmy was furious.
[ System prompt: Pain value from Jimmy +++ ! ]
Crissante was stunned at this moment!
It was bad enough that someone pooped, but she never expected Jimmy to go sniffing!
Dematero watched the whole scene unfold and couldn't help but burst into laughter, pounding the table. "Hahaha!"
Then he pointed and said, "I know who did it, it's Henry! Didn't you see him clutching his stomach and rushing out just now? He must have had a bad stomachache. When he comes back, you should confront him. I fully support you!"
While jesting, he asked his desk mate Xanthia for a few wet wipes and handed them to Jimmy, saying, "Quickly wipe it off before it dries, so you can clean it up better."
Upon hearing that Henry was responsible for this dirty deed, Jimmy's anger subsided slightly. Henry was the class monitor and the top student in the class, so settling this score would be difficult...
He took the wet wipes, first wiping his nose vigorously, and then silently cleaning the "experienced poop and pee" on his chair. Fortunately, this time Henry didn't cause a big mess like last time; it was just a small stain.
Not many people in the class paid attention to this side at the moment. After all, it wasn't study time, and the classroom was quite noisy with other students chatting, playing with their phones, or immersed in their own world...
Therefore, Henry undoubtedly escaped a disaster. If he wanted to earn the nickname "Poop King," he would have to continue taking risks.
"Dematero, thanks." Jimmy softened his tone. "Why did Henry sit in my seat just now?"
Dematero glanced subconsciously at Xanthia, who was quietly enjoying the peaceful moment, and said, "Who knows what's going on in that guy's head. You better ask him yourself when he comes back."
Jimmy furrowed his brow and wiped the chair with a dry tissue before reluctantly sitting down. He felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he were sitting atop a mound of excrement—an obvious psychological reaction.
Unable to hold back, Crissante spoke up, "Jimmy, I think you should request a new chair from Supervisor Emmanuel. There's something off about this one."
Dematero chimed in jokingly, "Actually, this is easily explained. Have you guys ever read those internet novels about supernatural anomalies? They often involve 'cursed objects' or 'sealed items' that have mystical effects. Jimmy's chair might just be one of those 'cursed objects.'"
As Dematero chuckled and teased, Henry finally emerged from the restroom looking utterly embarrassed. He had indeed rushed so urgently that he hadn't even taken any toilet paper to clean himself properly!
Naturally, his "pain value" soared as a result.
Henry didn't dare return to the classroom but headed straight for the dormitory to change his pants...
However, as he reached the corridor outside Class 3 of the first-year high school building, Jimmy stormed out and confronted him, "Henry! What do you have to say about sitting on my chair and causing that mess?"
Henry's expression changed immediately, and he denied hastily, "Don't you slander me. Who the hell sat on your chair and caused that mess? Leaving aside the facts, does your 'urine king' chair have no issues itself?"
Annoyed, Jimmy retorted, "If you won't admit it, I'll expose this matter and tarnish your reputation!"
Henry's mind raced, "Suit yourself. Let's see who everyone believes—whether it was me causing the mess or you, the guy with a record, trying to frame me."
Damn, this Henry was shameless!
Jimmy thought carefully. If Henry refused to admit it, he might have to swallow this injustice. His fists clenched involuntarily!
Henry didn't want to escalate the conflict further, especially since Jimmy wasn't like Dematero, who was more easygoing. If provoked, Jimmy would truly resort to physical confrontation.
So, he tried to defuse the situation, "How about this, Jimmy? Let's not dwell on this minor issue. Think bigger! The monthly exams are coming up. Let's study together, progress together. With the understanding from the top student in our class, your grades will surely improve!"
Jimmy, who valued academic performance greatly, was swayed. He chose to swallow his pride, "Fine, I'll give you face this time. It's a deal!"
And so, the two reconciled, leaving Dematero, who had been hoping for drama in the classroom, somewhat disappointed.
