Look at Him, He Doesn't Say a Word

Watching the teacher push the door and leave, the students in the class gradually filed out as well, heading to the gymnasium for the entrance ceremony.

For me, entrance ceremonies are a complete waste of time—standing there listening to them recite already clear rules and a bunch of brainwashing drone noise. Earning some pocket money is the top priority!

Having picked my target, I stood up and followed the direction the teacher had left, ignoring Sakura as she approached me.

"Huh? Why is Gojo-kun heading the opposite way?"

Sakura Airi muttered in confusion.

"But since we're in the same class, I'll thank him tomorrow!"

"Teacher~, no need to walk so fast."

Chabashira Sae, walking ahead, heard the slightly playful drawn-out tone from behind, furrowed her brow, and turned around.

"Is there something, Gojo-kun? Or did I not explain clearly enough just now?"

Though a bit annoyed by his manner of speaking, she was still curious about his purpose.

The entrance ceremony was about to start, yet instead of heading to the gymnasium, he came looking for her. Had he already noticed some hidden rules? Or had he understood nothing at all?

But what he said next caught her off guard.

"Chabashira-sensei, as a staff member here, you must know some business owners in the commercial district, right? Do you have their contact info?"

Though puzzled by the random topic, she answered honestly.

"Regular employees rarely get involved, but if it's the owners, I have contact info for most of them. Why are you asking?"

"Then please call the owners of xxx Café, xx Computers, the amusement park, and xxxx Desserts to an empty meeting room. Say Chairman Sakayanagi is looking for them."

He listed a few essential shop names he'd noted while wandering around.

"Then also call Chairman Sakayanagi over and say, 'Gojo Satoru invites you to sit for a while. As long as you don't make a sound in there, you'll get 500,000 Private Points.'"

Hearing this, Chabashira Sae looked utterly confused.

"Where are you getting 500,000 Private Points?"

"Don't worry about the details. Just pass the message. Your reward is 30,000 Private Points."

Gojo Satoru's lips curled up as he steadily coaxed Chabashira Sae.

Soon, I followed Chabashira-sensei into an empty meeting room.

The room was about the size of a classroom, but it only had two sofas facing each other with a small table in between, and at the far end was a desk with a swivel chair.

After a quick glance around, I flopped into a lazy sprawl on the sofa nearest the desk, tossing four pre-printed contracts onto the table.

Chabashira Sae sat down on the opposite sofa, glanced at the four contracts on the table with some confusion, but decided not to ask and picked one up to read.

The more she read, however, the deeper her frown grew. She looked at the boy across from her in bewilderment.

He didn't bother acknowledging her and just scrolled through his phone.

About fifteen minutes passed inside.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded, and Chabashira-sensei immediately got up to open the door.

Two men and one woman walked in. They didn't see Chairman Sakayanagi anywhere, only a student lounging on the sofa.

"Chabashira-sensei, didn't you say Chairman Sakayanagi was looking for us? Where is he?"

One of the men, middle-aged, questioned.

The only woman followed up with displeasure.

"Yeah, isn't the entrance ceremony happening right now? Shouldn't Chairman Sakayanagi still be giving a speech over there? Are we supposed to wait here until it's over?"

The last man, who looked about thirty, didn't speak but clearly wore an annoyed expression.

Fair enough—it was already 11 o'clock. Even at the fastest, the entrance ceremony wouldn't end until 11:30. Right when lunch was approaching, being called over at this time for some special treatment was infuriating to think about.

But Gojo Satoru didn't care and said casually.

"Hey hey, no need to rush. Take a seat first. There are a few contracts here; you can take a look."

As he spoke, he straightened up and sat properly, though his posture remained relaxed—back against the sofa, legs crossed.

The three of them looked at the strange student in front of them, wearing an eye patch, and instantly understood: it wasn't Chairman Sakayanagi calling them at all; he was just a medium.

They walked over to the empty long sofa and sat down, each picking up a contract to read.

After they all finished reading one after another, they became visibly unsettled, setting down the contracts and exchanging glances.

Just then, the main figure finally walked in. Seeing Chairman Sakayanagi, they were about to stand and greet him, but he waved his hand to signal them not to, walking straight to the office chair and sitting down.

With the main figure now present, Gojo Satoru finally broke the silence and began introducing.

"Since everyone's here, let me introduce myself.

My name is Gojo Satoru. I'm a first-year freshman in Class D at this school. You've all seen the contracts, right?"

"My name is Banben Kazuhiro. I own the amusement park and café on campus. The contract is very detailed and favorable to us, but are you sure this won't violate school rules?"

The middle-aged man was the first to lose his composure. After all, the income listed in the contract was far too high, and there was no possibility of loss.

Two project owners? No wonder only three showed up. I thought they just couldn't make it.

"My name is Hashimoto Sana. I own the dessert shop. More than whether the contract complies with school rules, I want to know if you're truly capable of delivering what's written here."

The only female owner pressed further.

"My name is Ikeda Taiga. I run the computer store. My question is the same as theirs."

The last one joined in the pursuit.

To all this, Gojo Satoru waved a hand and said, "It's already written clearly enough, isn't it? The gist is that from this year until I graduate or drop out, all the points earned from your stores will be transferred to my student card terminal. Then, after I leave the school, I'll convert those points into yen at a one-to-one ratio and return them to you with an additional 10% on top. As for whether I have the ability to pay back, I assume you've all heard of XX Group? Headquarters right in the center of Tokyo, branches spread across multiple countries. That's my company—100% controlling stake. The chairman knows about this."

Hearing this, everyone turned to the chairman in shock. This was far beyond their imagination; they couldn't believe that a student who hadn't even come of age could be the owner of a company worth tens of billions of dollars.

Under their stunned gazes, the chairman gave a slight nod.

The middle-aged man, who had been stone-faced moments before, immediately stood up with a smile and excitedly reached out to shake Gojo Satoru's hand, but it was dodged. Unfazed, he said enthusiastically, "Such talent at a young age! Truly remarkable! I never imagined this small school could harbor someone like you—a Wolong and Fengchu in the flesh. What a great fortune for our school!"

The other two nodded along with smiles. As long as the chairman didn't object, the normal profits over these three years would all increase by 10%. Never mind skipping one meal—they'd skip ten!

But compared to their excitement, Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched slightly. The term 'Wolong and Fengchu' sounded far too awkward.

"Since everything's been laid out, let's just sign. The chairman's listened this long without objecting, so it seems he approves."

He looked at the chairman, whose mouth was twitching but remained silent.

The three couldn't understand why the chairman hadn't spoken a word since entering, but seeing no sign of him stopping them, they all signed their names.

After seeing off the three owners, Gojo Satoru looked at the points displayed on his phone:

87523000

He couldn't help but sigh. What a despicable capitalist! Just as I expected—points students earn aren't bought back by the school in yen after graduation, which leads to massive spending in the final months. Entertainment is unavoidable, but most students, to preserve value, spend about 80% of their points on clothes and electronics. Brand-name clothes, computers, cameras—as long as they're unopened, they retain over 95% of their value. Selling them off later can recoup a lot.

So just from Ikeda Taiga's computer store alone, over 60 million points had come in—far more than the other three combined.

He hadn't called in the owners of the clothing and camera stores, but this was enough. The main targets were the amusement park and dessert shop anyway. From now on, all his desserts would effectively be bought with his external assets.

At that thought, the corner of his mouth was as hard to suppress as an AK.

"Thanks, Chairman. For someone as busy as you to come all this way."

"No problem. I was curious to witness the first step of the one called 'The One Favored by the Gods.'"

He said this as he stood up.

Hearing that, Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back his laughter. "Hahaha, I'll be off then. Haven't had dessert in half a day—my energy's almost bottomed out."

Watching Gojo Satoru leave without paying any points, the chairman realized he'd been tricked. 'Don't say anything in there'? I've been played. What a grudge-holding kid. Then he smiled bitterly. "Looks like Arisu is in for a rough time."

Standing nearby, Chabashira Sae's pupils had already contracted in shock. This was the first time she'd seen a student start like this. It was only the first day of school, yet he already possessed a fortune of points beyond anyone else's imagination.

A despicable capitalist? But if it's him, he can definitely take Class D to Class A! This is the most promising class yet. I absolutely can't miss this chance, even if I have to give everything!