Not the Starting Point of Fate

As everyone knows, Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School is a university.

The people inside are all talented, and they speak so well; I just love it there.

Unlike the Dragon Kingdom where he lived in his previous life, the school year here is divided into three semesters.

The time is currently April, right at the start of the first semester.

It is also the time when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Watching the cherry blossoms falling like pink clouds outside the bus window, Miyano Makoto was curious about which class he would be assigned to while he enjoyed the view.

Class A is a gathering of elites, with students who are the best in both academics and athletics. However, Sakayanagi Arisu was assigned to Class A despite her congenital heart disease; if the principal didn't pull strings for her, Miyano Makoto wouldn't believe it. But then again, thinking of Totsuka Yahiko...

It's not entirely unacceptable.

Class B is the most united class. In the original work, Ichinose Honami was eventually assigned to Class B, but now, with his intervention... it's hard to say.

Class C is a gathering of delinquents with a literary girl mixed in, so no matter how he thinks about it, he wouldn't be assigned to Class C... right?

Who knows how this school does its sorting!

Class D perfectly illustrates the saying that geniuses are on the left and madmen are on the right. Aside from the genuine oddballs, there are existences with extremely high potential; if they can perform perfectly, it wouldn't be impossible to surpass Class A.

But clearly, being assigned to Class D means one has undeniable shortcomings, commonly known as defective products.

But what happens after a defective product is repaired is anyone's guess.

Glancing slightly at the situation on the bus, everything was normal.

There was no strange man admiring himself in the mirror as if no one else was around, nor was there a cute angel with golden hair and a generous bosom.

This was not that bus that picked up the old lady.

So everything is perfectly normal, isn't it?

"I'm talking to you, is it really okay to stare outside so intently? Have you already grown tired of looking at me?"

A familiar voice came from the seat beside him. Miyano Makoto helplessly shifted his gaze from the scenery outside the window to the girl who had just spoken.

With long, silky golden-pink hair, a faint citrus scent, and an angelically beautiful face, her little mouth was currently pouting slightly, seemingly expressing the owner's dissatisfaction.

Ichinose Honami, a true archangel, and also his childhood friend.

"Sorry, sorry, it's just that the scenery outside is really nice!"

Miyano Makoto apologized immediately; this was one of the few techniques he had for interacting with girls.

"I forgive you. After all, it's the season of cherry blossoms. Don't let it happen again."

Ichinose Honami forgave Miyano Makoto immediately. She wasn't actually angry; she just wanted to see his reaction.

Sure enough... he's still the same as before.

Just as oblivious to romance.

"Thanks for your forgiveness. It looks like we're almost there."

Miyano Makoto pointed to the massive school gate not far away.

"It's really extravagant. Won't such a huge school gate cost a lot of money?"

Even though Ichinose Honami had been prepared, she was still startled by the grandeur of the school.

"After all, this is a school that gets criticized every now and then for 'occupying too many social resources,' so this was to be expected."

"Not only that, the school doesn't charge any tuition or special fees, and it covers all living expenses for students during their time at school!"

This was the reason why Ichinose Honami chose this school; she wanted to reduce the burden on her family.

"Yeah, it would be even better if it weren't a closed boarding system."

Miyano Makoto sighed softly. This didn't matter to him as a shut-in in his previous life, but in this life... having a beautiful girl around might not be so bad?

"I hope I can be in the same class as Makoto."

Ichinose Honami held Miyano Makoto's hand as they stepped off the bus.

"I think so too, but let's go in and see. It's useless to just daydream here."

Miyano Makoto smiled helplessly. Ichinose Honami was a bit too clingy; if they weren't assigned to the same class, he felt like things would explode.

"Let me see, let me see..."

The girl had already pulled the boy's hand into the campus. What caught their eyes was a bulletin board recording the class assignments.

"Ah, found it! Makoto is in Class B! I... I'm in Class A?"

Ichinose Honami's mood dropped visibly.

"How could this be... just thinking about days not being in the same class as Makoto makes me feel miserable."

"It's not like we're in different schools; there will be plenty of chances to see each other, right?"

Miyano Makoto reminded her. He felt that Ichinose Honami was just being too fixated; the probability of being in the same class since elementary school was already incredibly low!

"Still... Class B, huh?"

Miyano Makoto had assumed he would be assigned to Class A, so how did he end up in Class B?

"Is there a problem with Class B?"

Ichinose Honami could not understand Miyano Makoto's confusion, so she asked him directly.

"It's nothing, just me talking to myself."

Miyano Makoto didn't dare to brush Ichinose Honami off; her curiosity was unlike anything he had ever seen, and it wouldn't be good if she started getting suspicious.

"We should hurry and go meet our new classmates in the classroom."

"You're right! See you in the cafeteria at lunch then!"

With steps that didn't feel particularly light, Makoto stepped into the classroom for Class 1-B.

Come to think of it, besides Ichinose Honami and that Kanzaki Ryuji, who else was in Class B in the original story?

Miyano Makoto couldn't remember; what kind of normal person would pay attention to that? Weren't they all just busy shipping characters?

He found his seat, second to last row by the window—a truly perfect spot.

"My name is Kanzaki Ryuji. I consider my academic and athletic abilities to be quite decent. How about you?"

Miyano Makoto sighed inwardly; of all people, the one sitting to his right had to be him...

"My name is Miyano Makoto. Like you, I also think my abilities are quite decent."

He didn't hide his thoughts on the matter; in his view, having ability and not using it was a foolish act.

"I see..."

Kanzaki Ryuji pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.

"What do you think of this school?"

"It's great! No tuition, no housing fees, and no other expenses—it's practically a paradise for dating!"

Miyano Makoto's words came from the heart; this was the best place for romance!

A completely enclosed environment with no interference from parents on either side.

Long live free love!

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"..."

"Forget it. I hope there won't be any surprises."

Kanzaki Ryuji sighed. He felt he had misjudged the guy; no matter how he looked at it, this person was just a hopeless romantic.

"The teacher seems to be here."

Miyano Makoto reminded him.

Hoshinomiya Chie, the homeroom teacher for Class B, walked into the classroom while leaning against the door, looking like she was suffering from a hangover. With her long, silky hair and a petite appearance that belied her age, it was no wonder she was so popular among the students.

If not for the hungover look and the teaching materials in her hands, no one would have guessed that this was actually a homeroom teacher.

"Hello everyone, hic—I am your homeroom teacher. In this school, homeroom teachers don't change, so you're stuck with me for the next three years, hic—the entrance ceremony is in an hour. Now, someone come and hand out these materials I have..."

Kanzaki Ryuji stepped up without hesitation, took the materials from Hoshinomiya Chie's hands, and distributed them to the front of each row to be passed back.

"Looks like we have an hour of free time."