Enrollment

The sudden darkness faded, and Shangguan Che opened his eyes, feeling a little dizzy. He looked around. There weren't many people on the bus yet, and he was sitting toward the back. He just didn't know who he'd run into here.

Shangguan Che was about to look outside when the bus started moving.

As he watched the road roll by, seeing nothing particularly different about it, Shangguan Che began to think.

Aside from his memories of the story, he hadn't forgotten anything. He even had a hazy recollection of the time he'd spent in the system space.

A set of memories he'd written himself had also appeared in Shangguan Che's mind, filling in his life story. It was like watching a movie. Since those memories covered such a long period, he couldn't fully process and understand them all in a short time.

Shangguan Che felt little emotional connection to those fabricated memories.

That was good. It meant he could sever those illusory ties.

With that in mind, Shangguan Che opened the system at random. There was only one email on the system page. He looked at the newbie gift and the message he'd written to himself, then chose to do a ten-pull.

After all, there was a guaranteed reward, and Shangguan Che didn't want to draw one at a time and put his luck to the test.

[White: Japanese, English, Russian, French.

Blue: Photography, climbing, gardening.

Purple: Guitar, soccer.

Gold: Non-Yellow Clairvoyance.

Non-Yellow Clairvoyance (Gold): Taken from the abilities of the second gourd in the animated series Calabash Brothers.

It could see anything regardless of distance or obstacles, but private areas remained hidden.

For example: If you used this ability to peek into a bathhouse, you would only see people-shaped mosaics, regardless of whether they were male or female.]

Shangguan Che thought he'd pulled some pretty decent skills. So why did he have this faint sense of unease?

Before Shangguan Che could get a good feel for his newly acquired skills, a voice interrupted him.

"Um, excuse me, could you give this elderly lady your seat?" A girl with light brown hair, supporting an old woman with a cane, spoke to the burly blond man sitting in the priority seat.

Both of them were wearing the same school uniform as Shangguan Che. He'd reached that conclusion after looking down at his own clothes.

"This is a priority seat. I think we should give it to the elderly lady first. Is that okay?"

"Oh, beautiful gril."

"Even though this is a priority seat, there's no legal obligation to give it up."

"Just because I'm young, does that mean I have to—"

"Over here!" Shangguan Che stood up, cutting off the blond student.

"Please, let the elderly lady sit here." Shangguan Che gestured to the seat he'd vacated.

"Of course. Thank you, student. Let's go over there, ma'am." The girl helped the old woman over.

Shangguan Che stepped aside to make room, and the old woman sat down.

"Thank you, young man."

"It's nothing." Giving up your seat was a virtue, after all.

A faint scent of gardenia drifted over, accompanied by the girl's charming voice. "Thank you so much for your help, student. Are you a new student this year, too?"

"Yes, are you?" Shangguan Che looked at the girl's light brown hair and thought that the scent was probably from her shampoo. He didn't dare let his eyes wander downward in the slightest.

After all, he could make out the shape of her impressive chest even from the corner of his eye. He had to hold back. If she caught him, he might die of embarrassment right there in public.

"My name is Kushida Kikyo. What's yours, student? Can you tell me?" The angelic Kushida gave him a sweet smile.

"My name's Shangguan, Shangguan Che. It's nice to meet you, Kushida." Shangguan Che rarely exchanged names with strangers, so he added the universally useful "It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you, too. I wonder where you went to school before, Shangguan..."

And so the time passed as Shangguan Che chatted with Kushida.

"Advanced Nurturing High School. This is Advanced Nurturing High School."

"Ah, we're here already? Chatting with you was so much fun, Shangguan." Kushida Kikyo stopped talking and flashed him her angelic smile.

"Then let's get off." As he spoke, Shangguan Che gestured for her to go ahead.

"Sure. Thank you, Shangguan." As soon as she finished speaking, the girl tilted her head toward him, then lightly hopped off the bus.

Shangguan Che thought she was a complete extrovert, then followed her off the bus.

Advanced Nurturing High School was a closed campus with a hundred percent graduation and employment rate, individual dorm rooms, and excellent educational resources.

Looking at the school gates, Shangguan Che thought, Why does this feel just as suspiciously perfect as those online ads trying to trick people into going to Myanmar?

"Shangguan, is something wrong?"

"Oh, no. I just spaced out for a second. Let's go check the class assignments."

"Okay! I hope we get assigned to the same class, Shangguan." The girl's charming voice rang out again.

"Yeah, let's go."

Shangguan Che felt a little uneasy. Was Kushida just too sociable? He wasn't sure he could handle it.

As for whether she'd said, "I hope we get assigned to the same class," because she liked Shangguan Che—how could that be?

Since he'd transmigrated into this world in his own body, there was no way a girl would fall for him on the very first day they met.

That was what years of life experience had taught him.

He started checking the list with Class A. Unfortunately, the school didn't allow students to bring their phones, or he could've taken a picture and searched for his class at his leisure without worrying about the other students looking for theirs.

He finally found it: first-year Class D. There were only four classes, and he'd found the last one. What terrible luck.

But why did he have a feeling he'd brought this on himself?

"Shangguan, we're both in Class D!"

"Then let's go together."

When they reached the classroom, Shangguan Che saw that every desk had a nameplate on it.

He found his seat in the middle of the last row.

Seriously, school? You put me here? I'm nearsighted. Shangguan Che pushed up his glasses.

Wait, what happened to my Clairvoyance?

Shangguan Che took off his glasses. Hm, his nearsightedness was gone.

After a lot of careful consideration, Shangguan Che finally decided not to throw his glasses away.

After putting them in his desk, Shangguan Che turned back to the system. A red mark indicating a new message had appeared on the system email.

Shangguan Che looked at the students in the classroom. Kushida Kikyo had already hit it off with the students who'd arrived early. As expected of a top-tier extrovert.

So Shangguan Che lay down on his desk and pretended to sleep, to keep anyone from bothering him.

[You have encountered a person you selected as needing help.]

[Standard for successful assistance: You only need to sincerely feel that you have truly and completely helped the target.]

[Character introduction (written by you)]

[Name: Ayanokoji Kiyotaka (blood red)]