Enrollment

Disclaimer: This novel is purely fictional and has no relation to real people or events. This is a brand new world, so please do not draw parallels to reality.

Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years old. As for why high school students are 18, those who know, know.

And just in case, I'll add another buff.

This Advanced Nurturing high school is 6 years higher than a regular high school, making it 24 years old! That should be foolproof, right?

Alright, everyone get in position, the main story begins.

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April, the sun was bright, and a gentle breeze blew. The Advanced Nurturing entrance ceremony kicked off in this beautiful season.

I sat quietly on a bus, my thoughts surging like a tide as I contemplated the meaning of life.

I, Akasaka Ryunosuke, a transmigrator, like a lonely shooting star, pierced the firmament of time and space, descending into this unfamiliar world.

However, I had neither the blessing of a golden finger nor the assistance of a cheat, like a lone boat adrift in the vast ocean, having lost its direction.

When I first transmigrated to this world, I was lost and helpless, as if trapped in an endless dark maze.

Until that day, I received an admission letter, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, illuminating my path forward.

When I saw the striking words "Advanced Nurturing" on the letter, I suddenly realized that I had arrived in the Classroom of the Elite world, full of challenges and opportunities.

Upon arriving in this world, I investigated my identity meticulously, like a detective.

My mother and father went their separate ways. My father, like a gambler, squandered all the family's assets.

In the end, he was driven away by creditors to distant Africa, to plant potatoes that seemed endless, leaving behind only me, alone and helpless like an orphan.

Fortunately, the creditors were not ruthless individuals. They knew I was about to enter the Advanced Nurturing academy.

Therefore, they decided to spare me, a penniless person, for the time being during these three years, like granting me a temporary reprieve.

Now, I had to start thinking about the unknown life of the next three years of high school.

First, earning money became a reality I had to face.

In this Advanced Nurturing school, points were like precious currency, exchangeable for cash at a proportional rate.

However, to achieve this goal, I had to graduate as a member of Class A, which was undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain.

My only advantage now is that I seem to possess eyes that can see through time and space. Having read the original story, I know exactly what is about to happen.

As long as the plot doesn't change drastically due to my appearance, I can use this foresight to make arrangements in advance, like a wise man, and cleverly earn a large number of points.

Just as my thoughts surged like a tide on the bus, an old man, trembling like a candle in the wind, boarded the bus.

However, the bus was full. I looked around, but the students and office workers alike ignored the old man. I couldn't help but sigh.

I knew that the appearance of this old man was very likely a special test meticulously arranged by the school.

If I gave up my seat, I might be able to advance to my ideal class.

In the original story, Kushida Kikyo had given up her seat, but she still couldn't be promoted as she wished. Her own flaws must have been too obvious.

If this old man were not intentionally arranged by the school, I would willingly give up my seat. But the situation is different now.

If I give up my seat, it might affect my journey to that unknown class.

Given the original owner's past, he often skipped class to work odd jobs to pay off debts, and his academic performance was at the bottom. He would have been assigned to the so-called Class D with 100% certainty.

Class D, although it started with 0 points in the first month, was full of experts. There was Sudo Ken, who was specially recruited for his basketball skills, and Kogenji Rokusuke, whose physical strength was top-tier.

Horikita Suzune, Horikita Manabu's sister, was a maverick. Although she had many flaws, I had to admit that she was indeed exceptionally talented.

If she had even half of Kushida Kikyo's interpersonal skills, this girl would be no less than any leader in other classes.

In addition, there was a low-budget version of Lu-ge, Matsushita Chiaki.

If I were in Class D, I could save my personal points at the beginning, and with the strategist Ayanokoji leading in the later stages, I could easily lie down and win.

However, I came to this school to earn a huge amount of points and to enter Class A after graduation. Although Class D has Ayanokoji and a high probability of entering Class A, it could also become a burden for earning points. This situation is usually more suitable for going solo, provided you have absolute strength.

And I also have to guard against Ayanokoji, lest I be used as a tool by him... Thinking of this, Ryunosuke couldn't help but cover his face with one hand. This guy has no emotions. He discards people like trash once he's done with them. I don't want to be his tool.

Class C is a high-risk class, a veritable playground for Ryuen Kakeru. Those who disobey him will be subjected to his violent rule. This can be skipped directly.

Class B is like a united and loving family. However, the leader, Ichinose Honami, is too kind, like a docile sheep. This causes the class to have many talented individuals, but they are unable to exert their true strength.

If there were experts who could become Honami's right-hand men and strategize for her, then this class would be like a tiger with wings. With just one command from Ichinose Honami, everyone could quickly assemble and form an invincible force.

At that time, Class B would become incredibly powerful. The ceiling of this class would soar into the clouds, and the floor would be unfathomably deep. Its height would entirely depend on the strength of the leader.

Class A, from the start, was like the sun at its zenith, standing at the peak. The two leaders in the early stages caused many internal conflicts within the class. During the special examinations, they even made the absurd decision to sell information to other classes.

In the mid to late stages, although Sakayanagi Arisu was exceptionally powerful, her true goal was not to graduate from Class A, but to compete with Ayanokoji from Class D.

Moreover, whether she was in Class A or not was insignificant to her. After all, the entire school was her father's property... She didn't care about graduating at all... She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, just playing in her father's backyard.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but frown, my head throbbing. If I wanted to earn a lot of points, I would inevitably attract the attention of this "tigress." Once this guy finds "prey" that interests her, she will definitely bite down hard and never let go.

However, if I wanted to acquire a large number of points, I would definitely not be able to avoid this Mother Tyrant...

Just as I was frantically thinking in my mind like a storm, a voice like an oriole emerging from a valley reached my ears.

"Don't you think you should give up your seat?"

Hearing this familiar voice, I looked up as if I had been electrocuted. Oh, Beautiful Brother.

The person being advised by the young lady at this moment was sitting as steady as Mount Tai on the priority seat, a Blonde Man. The Blonde Man was all smiles, with his legs crossed, calm and composed, as if he hadn't realized at all that there was anything wrong with him occupying the priority seat.

"You sitting over there, didn't you see the old grandma is very uncomfortable?"

At this moment, the short-haired, flaxen-haired young lady wearing a JK school uniform hoped that Beautiful Brother would give up the priority seat to the trembling elder.

At this moment, Beautiful Brother, who was sitting in the priority seat, spoke.

"What a Crazya? question, Lady."

The Blonde Youth grinned, crossed his legs again, and only then did he continue to speak his flawed logic.

"Why should I have to give up my seat to this elder? There's no reason at all."

"I can't understand it. Even if it's a priority seat, there's no legal obligation to give up the seat. Whether to give up the seat at this time is up to me, who currently has this seat. Young people have to give up their seats? Hahaha! What Nonsense thinking."

Seeing this scene, I lost interest because I knew what would happen next.

So I looked around and sure enough, I found a Poker Face. This should be Ayanokoji. Then I looked next to him and found a beautiful girl with Black Long Straight Hair, with a face that could overthrow cities and states, coupled with a cold demeanor. This should be Horikita Suzune, she is indeed a beauty...

I couldn't help but stare for a little longer, looking at this girl for a full five seconds.

The girl seemed to have noticed my gaze, looked up, and glared at me. I knew I had been discovered and quickly averted my gaze.

This can't be blamed on me... In my past life, where would I have seen such a beautiful girl? As a man, isn't it normal to look at a beautiful girl for a while?

Just as I was thinking to myself, the conversation between Kōenji Rokuhito and Kikyo finally ended.

It finally ended with Kushida Kikyo's failure.

But it seemed that this girl was not going to give up and continued her offensive.

"Everyone, please listen to me for a moment. Is there anyone willing to give up their seat to this old woman? Anyone, please."

I looked at this girl indifferently, not because I was cold-blooded, but because I had read the original work and knew this girl's hypocrisy.

Well~ although it's hypocrisy, what's wrong with it? At least this girl did help the old person, whether it's hypocrisy or not is no longer important, what's important is the result...

As everyone on the bus didn't react, a young lady couldn't stand the pressure and got up to give up her seat.

"Please sit..."

"Thank you!" Kushida Kikyo expressed her gratitude with a beaming smile to the girl who gave up her seat.

[You're welcome.]

The girl merely replied indifferently and ignored her, standing up and grabbing the handle on the ceiling.

Kushida Kikyo, as if cradling fragile porcelain, helped the trembling old man into the seat. The old man smiled broadly, nodding his thanks to Kikyo and the girl who gave up her seat.

Kushida Kikyo was clearly very happy.

Seeing that smile, I couldn't help but wonder if it was a pretense or genuine.

Then, out of curiosity, I looked at the girl who had just given up her seat and was stunned to realize I recognized her.

She was a future member of Class A, Kamuro Masumi...

In an instant, I understood everything. So that's how it was... Did Kamuro Masumi use this opportunity to move up to Class A?

If a person doesn't have too many issues, they can indeed move up to Class A in this way.

I turned to look at Kikyo again, but Kikyo couldn't. Her flaws were too great; she had destroyed an entire class in middle school...

The girl seemed to notice my gaze as well and turned to look at me. Upon seeing me, she smiled. I didn't return the girl's smile, turned my head away, and closed my eyes, pretending to sleep.

The girl looked somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting this boy to ignore her. A hint of danger emanated from her smiling eyes.

I had no interest in what happened next, so I stopped paying attention.

Shortly after, the bus arrived at its destination, and I disembarked like a ghost, following behind the high school students.

Soon, I arrived at my own classroom. Looking up, as expected, it was Class D.

Ryunosuke quickly entered the classroom like a gust of wind. The classroom was already full, just as he had expected. Several small groups had already gathered, surrounded by admirers, chatting animatedly.

Ryunosuke knew very well that it didn't matter if he came early or late; it would be difficult to integrate into their groups.

This was because he had decided to go his own way, and as for Class D, he would leave that headache to Ayanokoji.

He only wanted to make money and didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Scanning his surroundings, his gaze was like radar, quickly locking onto the seat with his nameplate.

Wow! Back row by the window, it was practically a king's throne. Perfect!

Soon, Ryunosuke, like a bird returning to its nest, settled firmly into his seat.

Directly in front of him, Horikita Suzune's exquisite face was displayed before his eyes like a beautiful painting.

To be honest, for a brief moment, Ryunosuke's heart skipped a beat like a startled deer. What a bewitching woman, capable of toppling nations! It's a shame she's not only as cold as ice but also possesses a venomous tongue.

But I won't be swayed by such beauty now. In my eyes, there's only glittering gold...

To my right, Sakura Airi was looking down, like a startled fawn. Seeing this girl, Ryunosuke couldn't help but recall her tragic fate in the original story. Perhaps, this was an opportunity he could exploit...

Just as my mind was wandering, my deskmate, Horikita Suzune, suddenly turned to look at me. I was immediately confused.

The girl fixed me with an extremely cold gaze and asked.

"You were looking at me on the bus earlier, what did you mean by that?"

My mind went blank for a moment, but I quickly remembered what Horikita Suzune was talking about. I quickly explained myself to her, lest I get targeted by this troublesome girl.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you're too cute and beautiful, and I ended up staring a little too long without realizing it..."

Horikita Suzune seemed surprised by my direct answer. Her pretty face flushed, but she quickly regained her composure and reprimanded me with an extremely unfriendly tone and gaze.

"Are you a pervert? Staring at me at the bus stop with those filthy eyes of yours. I admit I'm cute and beautiful, a pretty girl.

But I don't want to be stared at by a pervert like you. It makes me sick. You stared at me on the bus for five seconds, didn't you? Now, please go to the police station and turn yourself in, you pervert."

Ryunosuke's mouth twitched. So aggressive, he thought. A rose covered in thorns. I only looked for five seconds... Do you have to attack me to the point of making someone shut down?

Seeing that the girl seemed about to continue, I quickly reached out to stop her.

I can't let her keep talking. A lot of people are paying attention now. Although I don't want any interaction with people in this class, I even less want to be mistaken for a pervert.

Taking a deep breath, I formulated my words and spoke softly to Horikita Suzune.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have stared at you for five seconds, and I definitely shouldn't have had any lewd thoughts about you. So please forgive me. From now on, I promise I won't look at you directly..."

Horikita Suzune didn't quite understand my words, but she grasped the general meaning – an apology.

Horikita Suzune crossed her arms and spoke to Ryunosuke with extreme arrogance.

"Considering how sincerely you've apologized, I won't send you to the police station to turn yourself in. I hope you won't talk to me again in the future. I don't want any association with a pervert like you."

Ryunosuke's mouth twitched. I only looked at you for five seconds, and now I'm a pervert?

I silently ignored Horikita's final words and nodded in acknowledgment.

Seeing my nod, Horikita Suzune gave up her attack and turned back to her desk.

In the classroom, seeing that our argument had ended, everyone lost interest and turned their attention away.

As expected, no matter the world, people love to watch a spectacle, I couldn't help but think.

At this moment, Sakura Airi rested her hands on her desk and buried her head, constantly glancing towards Ryunosuke out of the corner of her eye.

What a strange person, she thought. It's best not to get involved with someone like that...

At this moment, Horikita Suzune was talking with a guy who had a blank expression.

That guy responded with polite language like an emotionless robot: "My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka. Nice to meet you!"

Horikita Suzune gave him a reply as cold as an iceberg.

"Why are you suddenly introducing yourself?"

Just as the atmosphere became extremely awkward due to the ice mountain girl's words, there was a moment of silence. The ice mountain girl beside him, not knowing who she was talking to, softly uttered:

"Horikita Suzune."

"Hm?"

I, standing nearby, chimed in like an enthusiastic tour guide to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka: "Her name."

Soon, Ayanokoji replied to Horikita like a polite gentleman:

"Nice to meet you, Horikita-san."

At this moment, the attention of both of them was drawn to me as if by magnets. Seeing this, I also began to introduce myself. My name is Akasaka Ryunosuke. I hope you two will take care of me for the next three years.

Ayanokoji replied to me with a blank expression, as if his face only ever held one expression.

Horikita Suzune merely turned her head away without responding to me, her movement like that of a proud peacock.

What a tsundere! I grumbled inwardly. I tried hard to suppress these grumbling thoughts from escaping my mouth.

If I were to openly criticize this girl, she might retaliate against me for a full three years like an angry little lioness.

"Are you thinking something rude?" Horikita Suzune turned her head and stared at me.

"It's your imagination!"

Ryunosuke felt a bit speechless inside. Can you sense what I'm thinking even when I'm just thinking it? Can't you be perceptive in such strange places?...

Soon, we fell into silence again.

I sighed. If only I knew, I wouldn't have barged in like this. I'm really sorry, Ayanokoji.

Afterward, I scanned the classroom and my surrounding classmates like a scanner, my heart filled with emotion.

The beauty of the girls in this school was astonishing; it was practically a concentration camp for beautiful girls.

Karuizawa Kei and Sato Maya, one with a full-on gal style, the other cute and charming.

The excellent Matsushita Chiaki, to avoid trouble, hid his strength like an unfathomable martial arts master.

Kushida Kikyo, who was gentle to everyone, was like a blooming white lotus. However, only by getting to know her deeply would one discover that her heart was actually as dark as ink.

With a beautiful appearance and a model figure, Hasebe Haruka was like a dazzling pearl. However, she was extremely disgusted by boys, especially those with ill-intentioned, lewd gazes, which made her somewhat reclusive.

But undoubtedly, she was a peerless beauty, especially her full chest, perhaps even more impressive than Sakura's.

Then there was the legendary "King of Kings of Grinding," Wang Meiyu. Whether it was English, Chemistry, Mathematics, or Sociology, she ranked at the top of the class. I had to admire this compatriot; she truly inherited the excellent bloodline of Great Huaxia, truly deserving the title "King of Kings of Grinding."

Thinking back to how my roommates tricked me into playing games instead of studying for exams, only to secretly get up and grind behind my back. I only woke up when the exam results came out. Damn it! Those bastards! Only I was foolish enough to believe their nonsense talk.

In stark contrast to the beauty of the girls, the boys seemed rather sloppy, as if they had traveled from another world, completely clashing with the style of the girls here.

Looking at the beautiful girls in the class, I couldn't help but fall into thought. If I earned enough points to clear my debts, why not find a girlfriend at this school and have a sweet romance?

In my previous life, I seemed to have been an absolute virgin. At least in this school, I would break my virgin body.

Just as I snapped back to reality, the school bell signaling the start of class rang out like a symphony. It seemed my Kōtō Ikusei Gakuen life had officially begun, Ryunosuke thought.