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"Don't you think you should give your seat to someone who needs it more?"

A middle-aged woman in office attire was confronting a blond man sitting in a priority seat.

"What a crazy question, lady."

The man casually toyed with his blond hair and said without a care:

"Why should I give my seat to someone else? There's no reason to, is there?"

"Is that any way to speak to an elder?"

The woman looked like she was about to snap. Perhaps she had been pushed around by her boss for too long, and seeing even an ordinary student dare to defy her had made her lose it.

"If being older makes you an elder, then lady, you certainly seem to qualify."

Their argument gradually grew louder, waking the boy in the rear corner.

"...Where am I...? Wasn't I at school for evening study?"

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene before him.

"Wait..."

He began searching himself and pulled an admission certificate and a phone from his pockets.

Only after seeing the school listed on the admission certificate did he finally realize that he had probably transmigrated!

He had come to the world of Classroom of the Elite.

Where was his Golden Finger?! What about a system? Or an old grandpa mentor?

No battle qi cultivated to its peak... Ahem, wrong genre.

First of all, he could confirm that his identity was Suzuki Tsubame, who had passed Advanced Nurturing's entrance examination three days ago.

"A name that never appeared before."

Yet in the window's reflection, he clearly saw a face that had once been immensely familiar. Though blurry, it was still incredibly handsome, merely looking a little weary and gloomy.

Of course, when it came to looks, the readers were still a cut above.

Had he transmigrated into someone else's body? Suzuki Tsubame quickly accepted the fact.

After all, what he loved most in his spare time was reading all kinds of fantasy novels. His resistance to supernatural phenomena was fairly high.

He was currently seated on the aisle side of the left row at the back of the bus.

Which meant...

The person sitting to his left was the original protagonist, then. Suzuki Tsubame tilted his head slightly and studied her with curiosity.

Her waist-length black hair was lustrous and casually draped over her shoulders. She had deep, bright eyes, a delicate little nose, and soft pink cherry lips gently pressed together.

Holding a copy of Crime and Punishment in her hands, she turned a deaf ear to the argument nearby, looking entirely detached from worldly affairs.

What a textbook black-haired, straight-haired beauty, Suzuki Tsubame couldn't help thinking.

Even among the many beauties in Class D from the original work, her looks stood apart.

Sensing Suzuki Tsubame's vague gaze, Horikita Suzune turned and glanced at him.

Her silent eyes seemed faintly disdainful, as if asking: Had he stared enough?

Suzuki Tsubame smiled awkwardly and withdrew his gaze.

He was merely a little curious about her. After all, in the original novel, there were very few girls who could surpass her purely in terms of beauty.

Come to think of it, where had Ayanokoji gone?

Suzuki Tsubame had just noticed that the standard middle-parted, wooden-faced guy was nowhere to be seen. Had he not gotten on the bus?

"The elderly lady looks like she's having a hard time. Could I trouble you to give up your seat? Think of it as contributing to society."

A girl in a school uniform stepped forward.

She had short light-yellow hair and rose-red eyes, looking incredibly cute. Her most distinctive features were undoubtedly that pair of ample breasts.

Suzuki Tsubame couldn't help wondering why Kushida Kikyo was so slim, yet so broad-minded.

Suzuki Tsubame's appraising gaze once again drew the attention of the person beside him.

"...Heh."

"So this time it's a pretty girl? Looks like my luck with women is pretty good today."

The blond man snapped his fingers and continued:

"Contributing to society? I'm not interested in that. As long as I'm satisfied, that's enough. And one more thing: although I'm the target of everyone's criticism for sitting in a priority seat, is it really right to ignore all the others who have nothing to do with this yet remain firmly seated? I think anyone with a heart that cares for the elderly can give up their seat, whether they're in a priority seat or not."

[Ding! Quest System activated!]

A Golden Finger!

Although Suzuki Tsubame's expression remained completely calm, he was ecstatic inside. He knew all too well about systems, the exclusive benefit granted to transmigrators.

Countless protagonists had relied on systems to marry beautiful, wealthy women, become CEOs, and ultimately reach the pinnacle of life...

What functions do you have, System? Suzuki Tsubame silently asked in his mind.

[Ding! This system will randomly issue various quests during the host's daily life. Quests are divided into two types: Long-Term Tasks and Timed Tasks. Long-Term Tasks can provide rewards multiple times. Once activated, they will never disappear unless they are completely fulfilled. (Note: Only correct assistance can earn rewards!)]

[Timed Tasks generally have very short time limits. They will disappear upon expiration or after the host completes the task and settlement is concluded.]

[Rewards include, but are not limited to, physique, intelligence, and various skills and items. The strength of the reward depends on the host's completion level. Please complete tasks diligently.]

Suzuki Tsubame was overjoyed. His academic ability had perhaps never been a concern, but his physique was indeed his weak point.

After all, the intensity of senior year at a key high school... those who knew, knew.

Although he had foreknowledge, it only covered parts of the plot. If he got caught up in the might-makes-right chaos of Classroom of the Elite's later stages, or got caught by those guys from Class C, he would be finished.

He had originally thought he could only obediently follow Ayanokoji and suffer through life in Class D.

But now? Ayanokoji? More like little brother Ayanokoji! I don't eat beef!

System, what tasks do you have right now? Suzuki Tsubame silently asked in his mind.

[Long-Term Tasks]

[Solitary Maiden: The girl has mistakenly interpreted solitude as loneliness. Help Horikita Suzune.]

[Kind Mask: She dreams of attention and praise, yet malice consumes her first. Help Kushida Kikyo.]

[...]

[Timed Task: Tradition and Virtue. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young are basic virtues of intelligent beings. Help the elderly lady find a seat. Time limit: 4:55.]

Well, that was a whole string of tasks.

However, aside from the two Long-Term Tasks for the girls and one Timed Task, the rest were still obscured by black mist. They would probably only unlock after he encountered the relevant people.

The Timed Task could be completed right away, but how much of a reward could he get from merely giving up his seat? Suzuki Tsubame began pondering it.

"Everyone, could you listen to me for a moment? Would anyone be willing to give up their seat for this elderly lady? Anyone is fine, please."

Kushida Kikyo looked hopefully at the surrounding passengers. Under her gaze, the young people around them silently lowered their heads.

Perhaps this was the current state of Egg Country? Selfishness and indifference had long seeped into their bones. Even for nothing more than a seat, no one was willing to step forward.

"Um, please come over here... There's a seat here..." Suzuki Tsubame raised his hand to signal the girl.

"That's wonderful! Thank you." The girl revealed a delighted expression and helped the elderly lady walk toward Suzuki Tsubame.

Horikita was still reading, her expression carrying a trace of disdain.

She simply assumed Suzuki Tsubame was trying to strike up a conversation with that busty girl.

"I'll help her."

Suzuki Tsubame supported the elderly lady into his seat.

Amid the elderly lady's thanks, the system task was completed as well.

[Ding! Timed Task completed. Reward: Physique +3. Personal Panel unlocked!]

Open Personal Panel, Suzuki Tsubame silently commanded in his mind.

[Host: Suzuki Tsubame]

[Physique: 9] (Human limit: 10)

[Intelligence: 9]

[Skills: ...] (Basic skills not displayed)

His stats were rather high, but his physique had only been 6 before completing the task. Thinking about his high school experience, that was normal enough. He simply had no time to exercise.

Suzuki Tsubame felt warmth spread through his body, without the slightest discomfort. Even the dizziness and grogginess caused by lack of sleep seemed to have eased considerably.

"You really helped us out. I'm Kushida Kikyo, a first-year student. Are you also a new student at Advanced Nurturing?"

Kushida Kikyo smiled and greeted Suzuki Tsubame.

What a question... She clearly knew Advanced Nurturing was a closed school. They were even wearing the same uniform. If she was a freshman, was he supposed to be cosplaying?

"Ah... Yeah. I'm Suzuki Tsubame."

As he spoke, Suzuki Tsubame walked toward the middle of the bus.

He had no interest in talking with the Two-Faced Turtle right now.

Besides, he no longer had a seat. Standing by the rear bus door would also make it easier to get off later.