Thanks for the invite, I'm in Tokyo, and the system is making me take out a twenty-million loan first

In April, Tokyo was draped in a soft, drizzling rain. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms, mingled with the fresh scent of damp earth. On the streets, students of all kinds, dressed in brand-new school uniforms, walked toward their respective schools with dreams of the future, their laughter and chatter drifting through the thin veil of rain.

"Achoo."

Watching the students overflowing with youthful vitality below his apartment, Natsukawa Sosuke only found them noisy. The joys and sorrows of people are not shared; he just wanted to wrap himself tightly in his little quilt. It had been five days since he transmigrated, and he hadn't had a single peaceful day—no, wait, he hadn't had a peaceful day for a long time even before he transmigrated.

Before he transmigrated, Natsukawa Sosuke worked as an embedded developer at a large company. After working overtime until 3:00 AM for several consecutive days, he finally completed the urgent new requirements proposed by the client. Feeling that he could finally have some peace, he collapsed onto his desk, intending to nap until it was time to go downstairs to the cafeteria for breakfast. As a result, when he woke up, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling. Fortunately, there was no nurse beside him telling him, "The surgery was very successful, you are now a ***."

Then, a piece of good news and a piece of bad news were placed before him. The good news was that he had transmigrated and no longer had to be forced by his boss to work overtime every day to complete new requirements. The bad news was that he hadn't inherited the original body's memories, and he didn't even know how old he was now.

"That shouldn't be right. Isn't inheriting the original body's memories standard for transmigrators now? Don't tell me I'll have to play the role of the original owner and engage in a battle of wits with parents, relatives, and friends later? No, please don't. Who would watch that kind of plot? The key is, I don't know how to act!"

Natsukawa Sosuke flicked his right hand, tossing a student ID onto the table. Just a moment ago, he had learned his current name through the ID. Then, he rummaged through the room and actually found a diary left behind by the original owner.

"Which normal person keeps a diary these days?"

Through reading the diary, he learned that the original owner had a happy family. Having just graduated from middle school, he went on a trip with his parents, but they unfortunately got into a car accident on the way. His parents both died, and he only suffered a shock and no major injuries because he had his seatbelt fastened in the back seat. The diary ended on the day of the accident. It is estimated that the original owner was depressed for the entire spring break, overcome with grief, and then it was my turn to take over.

Over the past few days, Natsukawa Sosuke sorted through the things left behind by the original owner and took the opportunity to learn about the outside world through his computer. At that time, Tokyo still carried a hint of chill. Because this body hadn't stepped out of the house at all during the entire spring break, its physical condition couldn't be called vigorous; it could only be described as frail and weak. Compared to him, Du Fu would be considered physically and mentally healthy.

Although his body was weak, his wallet was very clean. Now, after searching the whole house, he had only scraped together enough funds for one month of normal living. Not to mention that his body was weak and urgently needed a large amount of nutrition to recover.

"It seems I can only experience a specialty of the Sakura Country—working part-time at a convenience store."

Today, while Natsukawa Sosuke was browsing the web for part-time jobs, he suddenly saw a piece of news about "Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School." At first, he didn't pay much attention, but when more information appeared, such as "government-supported project," "100% employment and college entrance rate," and "isolated campus environment," a shocking realization popped into his mind. Wasn't this the light novel he had read before he transmigrated, titled Classroom of the Elite? In that instant, illustrations of characters like Sakayanagi Arisu and Ichinose Honami flashed through his mind, along with countless scenes of protagonists showing off and slapping faces. When his heart began to beat uncontrollably...

Reality elbowed him out of his fantasy without hesitation. Advanced Nurturing wasn't a place you could just enter if you wanted to. He hadn't transmigrated into the body of a wealthy heir who could receive an admission letter just by lifting a finger. Furthermore, school was about to start, and the list had long been finalized.

"Sure enough, not everyone can have a youthful, sunny, and wonderful school life after transmigrating. As for me, I'd better just honestly work part-time."

Just as Natsukawa Sosuke was feeling disheartened and preparing to face the cold reality:

[Ding, detected the host's strong desire, system function module has been activated.]

[Do you wish to exchange for an admission letter to Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School?]

[Cost required: 20,000,000 yen (Twenty million yen exactly)]

[Payment deadline: By the day of graduation and departure from school]

[Yes/No]

Looking at the suddenly appearing system light screen, Natsukawa Sosuke's mood was like finding a new path through the darkness. However, the so-called cost truly terrified him. 20 million yen—even if he had worked himself to death in his previous life, he wouldn't have earned that amount. Now, starting off by saddling him with such a loan, was this appropriate? Looking at this astronomical figure for an ordinary person, and having to pay it off within three years, it was simply impossible. Natsukawa Sosuke was silent for a long time, and finally, with a very heavy heart, he clicked...

[Yes]

"Working part-time is impossible; it's impossible to work part-time in this life. Everyone in Advanced Nurturing is a talent, and they speak so well; I really love it here." Natsukawa Sosuke, who felt he had likely died from overwork at his desk in his previous life, couldn't possibly think of repeating the same mistake, especially in an unfamiliar Sakura Country. Although he wasn't sure if this was the same class he was familiar with, at least he knew the rules of this school. Moreover, Advanced Nurturing provided free room and board, which was enough for him to adapt to his new body and environment.

"Even with a broken body and a 20 million yen loan, I, Natsukawa Sosuke, am still invincible in this world."

"Gurgle~~"

Just as Natsukawa was thinking this, his stomach suddenly growled, as if it were saying:

"You're getting ahead of yourself."

"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."

Natsukawa Sosuke pushed away the keyboard, went to the kitchen, fried two sunny-side-up eggs, and made a bowl of noodles to make do. While eating, he asked:

"System, what happens if I can't pay back the loan?"

[At that time, the rewards given by the system, including all gains the host has made using these rewards, will be reclaimed.]

"That's fine, it's not the kind of system that forces people to do illegal labor if they can't pay. System, can I make exchanges now? What kind of things can I exchange for?"

[The host can only conduct one transaction at a time. Only after the previous transaction is completed can the next one be conducted.]

[Given that this is the host's first time using this function, this transaction will not occupy a slot.]

[As long as there is a possibility for the host to achieve it, this system can perform the exchange. The cost paid depends on the difficulty of the host's achievement.]

"Possibility of achievement, huh?"

Natsukawa Sosuke pondered silently. School was starting soon, so this exchange couldn't be taken lightly. It concerned whether he could save enough money to pay off the debt as soon as possible. Although three years was a long time, Natsukawa Sosuke never liked carrying a loan he couldn't repay.

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell outside rang. At this moment, Natsukawa Sosuke had just finished lunch. He opened the door, only to find no one there, with only a package lying quietly at the entrance. Natsukawa brought the package inside and opened it, only to find an admission letter for Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School lying inside. Picking up the admission letter, underneath were the enrollment manual and two sets of red uniforms.

"I didn't expect the system's efficiency to be so high. It handled the enrollment so quickly and even sent the uniforms over. I wonder which unlucky guy I replaced."

Natsukawa Sosuke, stroking the school uniform, pondered for a long time before finally deciding:

"System, exchange for programming ability."

[Do you wish to exchange for Primary Programming Proficiency?]

[Cost required: Write a program that can run normally, prohibit the use of variable names longer than 3 letters, and the number of effective lines of code must be over 3,000.]

[Payment deadline: One month]

[Yes/No]

Natsukawa Sosuke looked at the required cost and clicked "Yes."

"It seems not everything requires money to pay."

Natsukawa felt relieved inside. After all, carrying a 20 million yen loan, his repayment pressure was still very high. If he could solve things without money, he would rather not use money. Although this cost was a bit "small" and difficult, it was still acceptable.

"The day after tomorrow is the day school starts. Let me see what exactly I can exchange for with this 'qualification' and 'future' that I bought for 20 million."