School Opening

(All characters are adults)

The April wind brushed across Tokyo, carrying a lingering chill and the faint, sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms just beginning to bloom.

For most people, this was merely one of countless ordinary spring days.

But for Kazehara Tetsu, currently sitting on a swaying bus, the streetscape flowing past the window heralded a grand opening.

His gaze swept casually over the vibrant "peers" outside the bus window.

The memories of his past life as a corporate slave—those gray days spent whiling away his life in a cubicle, gasping for air under the pressure of KPIs—felt like a black-and-white film from the last century.

He had been reborn into the world of Jujutsu for quite some time, but it wasn't until he received his acceptance letter to Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School that it truly felt real.

The bus was packed with newcomers wearing the same uniform as him, their faces brimming with longing and anxiety for the future.

It seemed he wasn't on the same bus as Ayanokoji, though; he had scanned the crowd and hadn't seen him.

The rest of the ride was uneventful, and the bus arrived at the school.

Kazehara Tetsu stood up and followed the flow of people off the bus.

Passing through the gate, he reached the place where he would spend the next three years of his life.

"Ding, congratulations on successfully becoming a student of Kōto Ikusei Kōtō Gakuin. The system has specially rewarded you with 100 points."

Accompanied by a crisp chime, the system's voice echoed in Kazehara Tetsu's mind.

That's right, Kazehara Tetsu hadn't just been reborn; he had also brought a system with him.

The system interface was simple and clear, mainly displaying his abilities, quests, points, and shop information.

Abilities: Basic Combat Skills, Master Chef, Polyglot.

Items: None

Quests: None

Points: 333

Shop: ...

Kazehara Tetsu sighed inwardly. The points this system provided before enrollment were truly too few.

He had spent over a decade of hard work completing side quests just to accumulate this small amount of points, and now, just by enrolling, he had received half of what he had previously saved up. It was enough to make one laugh and cry at the same time.

However, aside from the abilities granted as a newcomer reward, he had primarily relied on the resume and experience accumulated from his past life to overcome various difficulties over the years.

He was in no rush to spend the points he had been given.

After all, having been reborn, he already had a certain understanding of this world. Combined with his own abilities and hard work, it was more than enough for him to enter Koto Ikusei Koto Gakuin.

This meant he could save his points to purchase abilities or items that might be urgently needed at critical moments.

As for this system, Kazehara Tetsu not only accepted it completely, he could even say he liked it very much.

Because with the help of this system, he could better adapt to this world and improve his strength.

After all, in the philosophy of Jujutsu, the early stages might indeed involve some elements of intellectual battle, but by the later stages, it would evolve into a vocational school melee.

In such a situation, relying solely on his own abilities was not enough; he needed the system to constantly improve his comprehensive strength.

Just as he was thinking about what his next goals should be, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind him to the side.

He didn't even need to turn around; the instincts he had honed in crowded subways in his past life allowed him to roughly judge the direction and speed of the newcomer.

Kazehara Tetsu turned, intending to see who it was, but the person had no intention of stopping at all.

The next second, a soft and elastic body collided firmly into his back.

"Ah--!"

Accompanied by a cute exclamation, a fragrance mixed with shampoo instantly enveloped his sense of smell.

Kazehara Tetsu subconsciously reached out both arms, steadily supporting the girl in his embrace and sparing her the fate of intimate contact with the ground.

The sensation was astonishing.

Through her clothes, he could clearly feel two full, soft mounds pressing tightly against his chest.

"I-I'm sorry! Very sorry! Are you okay?"

The girl in his arms hurriedly looked up, and a pretty face filled with anxiety and apology entered Kazehara Tetsu's vision.

Her pink long hair curled slightly, making her look lively and playful.

Ichinose Honami.

The Angel of Class B, and also the Future Leader of Class B.

A flash of imperceptible sharpness crossed Kazehara Tetsu's eyes, but his face displayed a just right look of astonishment, which then melted into a gentle slight smile.

"I'm fine..."

His voice carried a hint of deliberately lowered magnetism, his gaze unabashedly sweeping from her panicked face.

"However, you seem to be a bit 'dangerous'. It's a good thing I'm quite sturdy; otherwise, being hit by a 'moon weapon' like yours, an ordinary person might really have to go to the infirmary."

His words were frivolous and direct, carrying an undisguised sense of teasing.

"Eh? Moon, Moon Weapon?"

Ichinose Honami's face turned bright red in an instant, the flush spreading from her cheeks all the way down to her collarbone.

Subconsciously, she followed Kazehara Tetsu's gaze and glanced down at her own fullness. That astonishing abundance made even her feel a wave of embarrassment.

Only then did she realize that the two of them were still locked in a tight embrace, her fullness pressed firmly against his pectoral muscles.

"Ah! I, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Like a startled little rabbit, she jumped backward, putting distance between them. She clutched her hands tightly over her chest, as if that could reduce its presence.

"See, I told you it was dangerous."

"I, I am very sorry! I overslept a bit this morning, so I was walking in a hurry..." Ichinose hurriedly explained.

"Well, it's not really a problem, though..." Kazehara Tetsu reached out a hand toward her. "I'm Kazehara Tetsu, a student of Class A. As the victim of your 'assault,' at least let me know the name of the attacker, right?"

Ichinose was stunned by his words, then couldn't help but let out a giggle. The previously tense and awkward atmosphere eased significantly.

She took Kazehara Tetsu's hand. His palm was broad and warm, carrying a sense of reassurance.

"I'm Ichinose Honami, a student of Class B. Once again, I apologize for my recklessness just now, Kagihara."

Her smile was like the April sunshine—bright, warm, and full of affinity. She was truly the core figure capable of uniting the entire Class B.

"Ichinose Honami... a very nice name."

Kazehara Tetsu let go, but the soft sensation seemed to linger in his palm.

He locked his gaze onto her beautiful eyes, which still held a hint of apology. "Then, Honami, to compensate for the mental distress and physical impact that nearly caused me 'internal bleeding,' how about you buy me a coffee after school starts? Let's call it the settlement for this 'accident'."

He addressed her by her first name and took the opportunity to propose an invitation that wasn't excessive, yet carried a clear sense of purpose.

This was the first step of his plan: create an accident, leave an impression, and establish a connection.

Faced with such a direct invitation, Ichinose Honami was clearly caught off guard.

She blinked, looking at the boy before her who was smiling like a fox that had successfully pulled off a bad deed. A blush appeared on her cheeks once again.

Refusing would seem too cold-hearted, especially since the fault was hers, but agreeing so quickly to an invitation from a boy she had just met...

"This... as an apology, it is only right."

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded, revealing a helpless yet cute smile. "Then it's a deal, Kagihara."

"Then, Honami, see you at school."

With that, Kazehara Tetsu didn't linger. He waved his hand nonchalantly and turned to walk toward the school gate.

Ichinose Honami stood in her original place, watching his retreating back. She subconsciously touched her still-burning cheeks, looked down at herself, and muttered softly:

"...Was it really that exaggerated... What a strange person."