The Real Sect: I Just Wanted to Be a Slacker

"If anyone feels they have no need to use their points, they can also transfer them to someone else. However, please refrain from acts of intimidation—the school is quite sensitive to bullying issues."

When this was said, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Kamio Tatsuya also glanced around at the students in the class.

Aside from the red-haired guy next to him, who looked pretty fierce, there didn't seem to be anyone who would openly engage in bullying.

"Later, you must remember to attend the opening ceremony. After the ceremony, return to the classroom to pick up the textbooks needed for first-year classes.

After that, you're free to wander around the school grounds. For those worried about getting lost, your phones have GPS installed—you can check the school map and your current location at any time.

As for formal classes, they start tomorrow. Today, just get familiar with this school."

Having said this, Chabashira Sae swept her gaze across the class.

"It seems no one has any questions. In that case, I wish you all a pleasant school life."

"Um..."

Hearing someone raise their hand in the classroom, Chabashira Sae's face showed a hint of surprise. She glanced at the seating chart before speaking.

"You're Kamio-kun, right? What is it?"

Kamio Tatsuya's move immediately drew the attention of the class. Under so many watchful eyes, he suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

"Uh... Chabashira-sensei, aren't you leaving a contact method? I thought it might come in handy."

As soon as he said this, he immediately felt like the class let out a faint jeer at him.

Chabashira Sae thought for a moment, then wrote her phone number on the blackboard.

"This is my phone number. Those who need it can save it."

So, most of the students in the class, whether they needed it or not, pulled out their phones and started saving the number—just in case.

"Anything else, Kamio-kun?"

Seeing that Kamio still hadn't sat down, Chabashira Sae continued.

"Uh, it's just—what you said earlier, is it all true? About the points." Afraid she might not understand, Kamio Tatsuya specifically added the second half.

As soon as the topic came up, before Chabashira Sae could speak, someone jumped in to answer.

"Didn't the teacher just make it clear? Points are distributed on the first of every month. You were staring at your phone the whole time and weren't even listening, were you?"

Following the voice, it was one of the two idiots who'd been telling dirty jokes earlier. During the self-introductions, he'd said his name was Ike Kanji, or something?

This bastard, trying to boost his own ego by putting others down?

How childish.

Though Kamio Tatsuya had a hundred retorts that could make him lose face, he didn't want to come across as too sharp. Playing dumb was a skill in itself.

"Ahaha, I was just a little excited and wanted to double-check, that's all."

Kamio Tatsuya let out a forced chuckle, putting on a harmless expression.

Seeing this, most of the students in the class showed understanding looks—so everyone was the same, huh.

As for Chabashira-sensei on the podium, she looked a bit disappointed, though no one noticed.

"As a teacher, I cannot do things like lying or deceiving students."

Chabashira Sae's words indirectly answered Kamio's question—everything earlier was true.

This put many students who had been skeptical at ease, their excitement and joy already impossible to hide.

After getting his answer, Kamio thanked her and sat down.

Then Chabashira Sae left the classroom. The sound of her high heels clicking against the floor grew fainter and fainter, until it finally faded away.

Then...

"This is amazing!"

"Ten thousand points every month? This is way too good!"

"This place is paradise!"

"I've already figured out how I'm going to spend those ten thousand points later!"

"Want to go check out the shops together?"

"Yeah, with these points, we can buy whatever we want. I'm so glad I got into this school!"

Listening to the enthusiastic cheers erupting in the class, Kamio Tatsuya's mouth twitched. High schoolers, indeed.

After the cheering, most students couldn't help but get up and head outside, just like they'd said—eager to test if their points could actually be used.

Leaving the classroom, Kamio Tatsuya deliberately checked the situation in the other classes. He found that aside from Class D, the other three classes seemed to have no one coming out.

What's going on?

The teachers in each class should have taken about the same amount of time to explain the school's situation. Why hasn't anyone come out yet?

Kamio Tatsuya thought for a moment and decided to walk past the other classes to take a look.

It wasn't like this was the first time he'd done something like this.

Back in his old school, students who got out early would always deliberately walk past classes that hadn't been dismissed yet. In that moment, seeing the envious looks on the faces of students still in class...

That feeling was even more refreshing than downing an ice-cold cola on a scorching summer day!

Right, I was just here to see the envious looks on the faces of students from other classes—definitely not to check if there were any cute girls in other classes or anything!

The first class I passed was Class C, then Class B, and Class A. After passing Class A, Kamio Tatsuya keenly noticed something off.

To make sure the students inside noticed him, Kamio Tatsuya deliberately walked slowly, so plenty of students did see him, and he even locked eyes with some of them.

But why, though? Why weren't there any envious expressions on their faces!?

Did Japanese students just not feel envy!?

Damn, doesn't that make me look like a clown!?

Still, it wasn't a total loss—there were plenty of cute girls in the other classes, and all sorts of types too.

I heard Japan's social atmosphere is pretty open, so maybe there's a chance...

Ahem, getting off track.

Right now, the top priority is figuring out what's really going on with this school. That's key to whether I can make it through to adulthood here—this is the main survival quest, and I absolutely can't afford any mistakes.

As for finding a girlfriend or whatever, that's just a side quest. We'll deal with that later.

No matter what, Kamio Tatsuya isn't the kind of idiot who lets his lower head control his upper head.

What?

You're asking why I didn't act more enthusiastic toward Kushida Kikyo just now?

Heh, someone who wants to be friends with everyone—can that person really be normal?

Chapter 5: This School... Has Issues

After coming down from the upper floors, Kamio Tatsuya didn't immediately head to the school auditorium for the opening ceremony based on the GPS directions on his phone. Instead, he ducked into a café on the first floor of the school building.

The café had a name: Palette.

As he walked in, a server glanced his way, looking a bit surprised.

Kamio Tatsuya noticed but ignored it, focusing instead on the decorations above the counter—the price list.

A medium latte... costs 320 Points. The price seems reasonable?

And judging by the labels, it looked like Chabashira-sensei was right—this school really does operate on Points.

"Customer, what can I get for you?"

A young, cute female server proactively asked Kamio Tatsuya what he wanted, her face wearing a standard professional smile—clearly the kind of thing drilled into her by training.

Kamio Tatsuya smiled back. "A medium latte, room temperature, with milk and sugar, please."

"Alright, please wait a moment."

After the brief exchange, the server got busy, while Kamio Tatsuya continued to take in the café's interior.

He came to a conclusion: the environment and layout were both excellent, and it wasn't just coffee—they also offered various cakes and desserts.

There were plenty of tables and chairs inside, so it seemed like they supported dine-in service too...

Just as he was lost in thought, the server's voice came again.

"Your medium latte, room temperature, with milk and sugar."

"Thanks."

Then, Kamio Tatsuya pulled out his phone, opened his Points balance, and under the server's guidance, swiped it on the café's sensor machine, deducting 450 Points.

Balance: 99,550 ppt

So it really works.

A smile crept onto Kamio Tatsuya's face. He nodded at the server before picking up the coffee he'd set on the table.

Kamio Tatsuya grabbed the coffee and headed toward the door, when he heard hushed chatter behind him.

"He doesn't seem like a typical high school student."

"Yeah, yeah—he's got this adult composure about him, none of that rowdy student vibe, and he's pretty handsome too."

"Mhm, he must be an elite from Class A!"

"Very likely. Even if he's not from Class A, he's at least from Class B. No way he's from Class D, right?" The last part was said with obvious amusement.

Hearing that, Kamio Tatsuya stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at them in surprise.

But once he moved, the speaker immediately shut up. However, the girl who'd made his coffee gave him a sly wink.

Well, damn. You're quite the cheeky one, aren't you?

When you run into a problem, you solve it. Kamio Tatsuya was about to head back and ask what they meant by that just now—

When the café door swung open behind him, and two people walked in. Kamio Tatsuya instinctively turned to look.

A guy and a girl, both in the school uniform, with very distinct features.

The guy was tall, even taller than Kamio Tatsuya, and his most noticeable trait was his lack of hair—no eyebrows either. His face was stern, giving off a very steady impression.

As for the girl, she wasn't tall at all—quite petite, in fact. Her silver hair stood out, and she wore a white beret on her head, white suspender stockings on her legs, and a faint, elusive smile on her face. The most recognizable thing about her was the cane she held in her hand.

Students from other classes?

Because of the outsider's appearance, Kamio Tatsuya abandoned the thought of asking about that topic just now, turned around, and walked toward the entrance of the cafe.

After Kamio Tatsuya left, the tall male student immediately spoke up.

"That student just now, he's the one who passed by outside our class before, right? Sakayanagi, you should have noticed him too."

"That's right, Katsuragi-kun, I did notice him. That person is him. But so what?"

The white-haired girl replied casually, then leaned on her cane and walked toward the counter.

Katsuragi's warm gesture was met with a cold shoulder, and his mood wasn't very pleasant.

After Kamio Tatsuya left the cafe, he sipped his coffee while pondering the information the two shop assistants had inadvertently let slip.

An elite from Class A, or at worst Class B, definitely not Class D...

Honestly, it was a bit baffling.

As if students from Class A and Class B should be mature and steady, while Class D students should be slacking off—everyone was still just first-year high school students.

And I only acted a little aloof and polite for a moment, and they called me steady. You shop assistants are way too easily impressed.

If we're talking about steadiness, Class D isn't without steady people either. That Leading Sheep looks pretty steady.

If we're talking about politeness, Kushida Kikyo, who wants to be friends with everyone, is no slouch either.

So, what basis did they have for thinking I was a student from Class A or B?

Before he knew it, Kamio Tatsuya arrived at the school auditorium entrance. After tossing his now-empty coffee cup into the trash can, he stepped inside.

At this point, there were still about twenty minutes until the opening ceremony began, and quite a few people were already gathered, all wearing the same school uniform.

Judging by the numbers, it wasn't just the first-years; even the second- and third-years seemed to have come.

After locating his homeroom teacher's position, Kamio Tatsuya pulled out his phone, opened the map, and began familiarizing himself with the various facilities on campus.