Real Teach, Just Wanted to Be a Slacker

Classroom of the Elite: Just Want to Be a Slacker. Author: Cherry Blossoms in April.

Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School, a closed-off, three-year senior high school.

Kamio Tatsuya, a homeless transmigrator, only wants to spend these three years before adulthood here in peace and quiet, coasting until he turns eighteen. But why does everyone keep getting in the way of such a simple wish?

Helpless, for the sake of a peaceful life, he has no choice but to intervene just a little bit.

Sakayanagi Arisu: He is very capable. I heard his parents are no longer around; I wonder if he would be willing to change his surname to Sakayanagi.

Ichinose Honami: I gave it my all, but I couldn't defeat him.

Ryuen Kakeru: I absolutely love his style of doing things. Choosing him as a teammate was definitely the right call.

Horikita Suzune: It was clearly me who arrived first...

Chapter 1: From Today, I Am a High School Student

"Student Kamio Tatsuya, you have been successfully admitted to [Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School]. Please report to the school before 9:00 AM on the day of the entrance ceremony, April 2nd. Late arrivals will not be admitted under any circumstances.

Please bring the mobile phone mailed along with your acceptance letter upon enrollment. Keep this in mind."

After reading the text on the acceptance letter aloud, Kamio Tatsuya let out a yawn and tossed it aside.

Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School, or ANHS for short, is touted as a school that guarantees your future the moment you enroll. The school's promotional materials clearly state that it boasts a 100% employment and college advancement rate.

As for why Kamio Tatsuya had this acceptance letter, it was naturally because he had applied to this school and successfully passed the written exam and interview.

However, he wasn't interested in this 100% employment and advancement rate. After all, when he was in college in his previous life, the university's brochure also stated quite clearly that the school had an employment rate of over 95%.

It wasn't until graduation approached that he learned they wouldn't issue diplomas unless you submitted a tripartite agreement.

So, that's how they got that 95% employment rate.

Although he didn't know what kind of shady tactics this crappy high school might pull, Kamio Tatsuya didn't believe for a second that this 100% rate was as straightforward as most people thought.

Still, he applied to this school because it was a completely closed-off institution. Once enrolled, it was effectively like cutting off contact with the outside world.

For Kamio Tatsuya, who had only recently transmigrated, this was a very good thing.

Kamio Tatsuya, a Tokyo native. A recent accident had left his parents dead, and he had accidentally ended up here.

He was currently in the awkward position where none of his relatives were willing to adopt him, and he didn't want to be adopted either.

There was no helping it; his family wasn't wealthy, and the inheritance left by his parents wasn't even enough to support him until he finished high school.

But that didn't matter. As long as he stayed in this special school for three years, he would be eighteen. By then, he wouldn't need to be adopted by any relatives.

As for his future life, Kamio Tatsuya glanced at the invisible light screen that had been floating at the edge of his vision ever since he woke up, and he smiled.

As a transmigrator, what kind of transmigrator would he be without a cheat? Come to think of it, if it weren't for this system, he would still be lying in the hospital.

A week later, Kamio Tatsuya put on his high school uniform and boarded the bus to the school.

The upper body featured a conspicuous red blazer and tie, paired with a white undershirt, giving Kamio Tatsuya a look of immature maturity.

As for the lower body, it consisted of green trousers and reddish-brown leather shoes.

The upper part of this uniform was reasonable enough, but why was the lower part such an eyesore?

Moreover, for Kamio Tatsuya, who was used to wearing sneakers, these leather shoes weren't particularly comfortable.

Although he hadn't boarded the bus very late, the situation today was clearly different; most of the passengers were students wearing the same uniform as him.

However, as soon as he got on, he spotted the only available seat: the second seat in the last row.

The female student on the far left looked like the timid type. When Kamio Tatsuya boarded, she had instinctively looked over, and after their eyes met, she immediately lowered her head in a panic.

Kamio Tatsuya's eyes lit up. He walked toward the only empty seat and sat down next to her.

Once seated, Kamio Tatsuya began to feel sleepy. But if he fell asleep directly, he might miss his stop, so he looked at the timid-looking girl.

"Hello, my name is Kamio Tatsuya. I'm a first-year student at Advanced Nurturing High School."

The girl next to him didn't seem to expect Kamio Tatsuya to strike up a conversation. She turned her head in surprise, her eyes still filled with panic.

She's so easy to read, this one. Kamio Tatsuya started to smile. Just as he had judged, she wasn't the type who was good at socializing.

"H-h-hello, my name is Sakura Airi. I'm a first-year student, just like you."

Is there any need to be this nervous?

In his impression, wasn't the culture of striking up conversations quite popular in Japan?

"Sorry, I'm a bit sleepy and want to take a nap. Could you wake me up when it's time to get off?"

Kamio Tatsuya put on a friendly expression.

Sakura Airi looked a bit bewildered. What kind of person was this, making such a request the moment he sat down?

But Kamio Tatsuya had seen at a glance what kind of person Sakura Airi was, which was why he had made the request so directly.

The result was exactly as Kamio Tatsuya expected: although she looked very troubled, she still nodded in agreement.

After receiving a positive response, Kamio Tatsuya thanked her, crossed his arms, lowered his head, and drifted into a light sleep.

As for why he didn't ask the three people over there? Heh, those guys weren't beauties, so why bother asking them?

Did they really think he was just anyone?

"Wake up, Kamio-kun, wake up."

Kamio?

Who is that?

Oh, that's me.

Kamio Tatsuya woke up to the sound of Sakura Airi's soft calling.

"Are we there?"

"The next stop is it."

"Many thanks, Sakura-san."

"N-no problem." Sakura shook her head.

Kamio Tatsuya smiled and explained.

Two minutes later, the bus came to a stop. Students wearing uniform attire began to disembark one after another, and Kamio Tatsuya and Sakura Airi stood up in succession, moving toward the door.

Looking at the Advanced Nurturing High School before him, Kamio Tatsuya tightened the straps of his bag and walked toward the black stone gate.

"This is the place where we'll be spending the next three years, huh."

He tried to strike up a conversation with Sakura as they walked.

However, Sakura Airi did not respond to Kamio Tatsuya, merely keeping her head down and following silently behind him.

Seeing this, Kamio Tatsuya shut his mouth and simply observed the surrounding scenery in silence.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School was located entirely on an artificial island in the sea, connected to the mainland only by a straight, several-hundred-meter-long bridge.

Once they passed through the black stone gate, they were effectively on school grounds; looking left and right, one could see the azure blue sea.

Following the route signs until they reached the school building, Kamio Tatsuya spoke up again: "By the way, what class are you in, Sakura-san? For the record, I'm in Class D."

"I, I am also in, in Class D."

"That's quite a coincidence."

"..."

Kamio Tatsuya was left speechless again. Just how socially anxious was this girl?

When the two arrived at Class D according to the school's signposts, there were not many students in the classroom yet.

Glancing at the seating chart written on the blackboard, Kamio Tatsuya walked toward his seat. As for Sakura Airi, she wasn't incapable of taking care of herself, so Kamio Tatsuya naturally didn't need to worry about her.

Hmm, three rows up in the right-hand column. Pretty close.

Chapter 2: I Am a Water-Paddling Fish

After sitting down, Kamio Tatsuya took the admissions brochure out of his bag, opened it, and began to read through it again.

Not long after, the classroom became lively, and based on Kamio Tatsuya's current observations, this class was filled with all sorts of weirdos.

For instance, the pair of idiots next to him currently telling dirty jokes at the top of their lungs, the ice-cold beauty reading a book quietly to his left, the poker-faced freak in the back row by the window secretly observing the whole class, the blonde narcissist in the center of the room trimming his nails...

And the blonde female student who had already cycled through a dozen conversation partners in just a few minutes...

Ah, she's coming over.

"Hello, I'm Kushida Kikyo." She then glanced at the nameplate on Kamio Tatsuya's desk. "Kamio-kun, would you mind exchanging contact information with me?"

"Of course, no problem."

Facing the beautiful girl's sweet smile, Kamio Tatsuya took out the phone issued by the school and exchanged contact details with her.

Just as the two were exchanging information, the two idiots nearby cast their gazes over.

Those were looks of envy, looks of jealousy, looks that screamed they wanted to snatch Kamio Tatsuya's phone and take his place!

Is it really that serious? How long has it been since you two talked to a woman?

But those looks vanished quickly, because this beautiful girl named Kushida Kikyo, after adding Kamio Tatsuya, walked toward the two of them in the exact same manner.

"Hello, my name is Kushida Kikyo. Could we exchange contact information?"

"Of course!"

"We'd be honored."

These two sure change their tunes quickly.

Afterward, Kamio Tatsuya turned his head toward Sakura Airi's direction and found that her posture was exactly the same as it had been on the bus.

Head down, seemingly trying to shrink into her own magnificent peaks, which were quite out of proportion for her age.

Withdrawing his gaze, Kamio Tatsuya looked around in boredom, only to see two idiotic faces.

And those two idiotic faces were looking at Kamio Tatsuya with smug, slightly provocative expressions, as if to say: What's the big deal about adding a beautiful girl's contact info? We added her too.

What a joke. How childish.

I am someone who can get a beautiful girl to wake me up, have I ever bragged about it?

Two pieces of trash!

Withdrawing his gaze, Kamio Tatsuya looked at the enrollment brochure in his hand.

He began to doubt the authenticity of the thing in his hands.

A one hundred percent advancement and employment rate just by enrolling?

Are they trying to fool a child?

What right do these guys have to achieve advancement and employment? Is it based on their level of absurdity?

Hmm, that's not important. What's important is that the free room and board better not be a lie; my funds are truly running low!

I don't want to be eating dirt the moment school starts!

Wait, they aren't going to have a group of guys with live ammunition burst in to arrange a "life makeover" for them, or force them to team up for a Squid Game, right?

Well, no matter how I think about it, that's unlikely.

It's a society ruled by law, a society ruled by law; a student's task is definitely to study!

However, regarding studying, Kamio Tatsuya still didn't have much confidence. In his previous life, he could barely be considered a top student, but that was only back when he was in school. As for this life...

Better not mention it.

Moreover, this school doesn't seem like a proper school either. What kind of proper school installs surveillance cameras in all four corners of the classroom?

Just as his brain was occupied with these messy thoughts, someone in the class began to make a move.

It was a male student with blonde hair and an Oriental face. He looked quite handsome, and according to Kamio Tatsuya's judgment, he should be the type of sunny boy.