A Spinster's Enrollment Briefing

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

A disabled person was giving up his seat to an elderly woman.

However, Kushida Kikyo did not hesitate. She immediately went over and took Kamigami Haruo's arm.

Although he had known Kushida Kikyo would make an intimate gesture, Kamigami Haruo was still caught off guard when her ample assets suddenly brushed against him.

With just that one touch, he felt the softness against his arm.

It felt great. Thanks for the treat.

Ignoring the jealous looks coming from around them, he turned to Kushida Kikyo.

"It's fine, classmate. My leg just cramped up. I'll be okay after resting a bit."

"Thank you, classmate!"

Kushida Kikyo's eyes curved into crescents as her lips lifted into a smile, and she nodded in thanks.

Then she let go of his arm, cleared a path through the crowded passengers, and guided the elderly woman toward the empty seat.

The elderly woman repeatedly thanked them as she slowly sat down.

After witnessing the whole process from the corner of his eye, Ayanokōji merely crossed his arms and prepared to rest with his eyes closed.

As time continued to pass.

The bus arrived at the final destination of the route: Advanced Nurturing High School.

Kamigami Haruo got off first, taking advantage of his position closest to the exit.

He thought it was more uncomfortable to be squeezed together with a crowd than to stand a little longer.

A gate constructed from pieced-together natural stone came into the students' view.

After getting off the bus, all the uniformed boys and girls passed through that gate.

"You!"

That was Horikita Suzune's voice. She was probably questioning Ayanokōji.

That should have been the case, but when Kamigami Haruo ignored her, Horikita Suzune quickened her pace and blocked his path.

"How do you plan to explain my name being in your notebook?"

Feeling the onlookers' gazes around him, Kamigami Haruo pretended not to notice. Whistling, he stepped around her and continued onward.

Being questioned like that in public made him feel like some creepy stalker murderer.

Beside them, Ayanokōji slowed his pace and watched the two from the corner of his eye, eager to enjoy the show.

Little did he know that the fire would soon spread to him.

Watching Kamigami Haruo walk away from her, Horikita Suzune shifted her target to Ayanokōji.

"And you. What did you mean by looking over at me just now?"

Kamigami Haruo leisurely admired the scenery on the way to the classroom. Although he had left before them, he had slowed down, and the other two eventually caught up to him.

This time, however, Horikita Suzune did not ask Kamigami Haruo anything else. It seemed she had finally backed down.

The three entered the classroom one after another and headed for the desks marked with their names.

As Kamigami Haruo sat down, he also glanced at the names posted around him.

The seat to his right was already occupied by a bespectacled girl with red twin-tails—the gravure idol goddess, Sakura Airi.

Behind him sat Ken Sudo, a guy with an extremely strong sense of pride who was practically ready to explode at the slightest provocation and wanted to throw hands whenever he got worked up.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, he punched and kicked desks. Kamigami Haruo, sitting in front of him, was going to have a rough time.

Before he matured, he was very good at causing trouble for others.

Troubled as he was, the moment he looked at Kushida Kikyo seated in front of him, his mood immediately brightened.

She spoke sweetly, loved helping others, and was cute too.

Thinking that, Kamigami Haruo hung his bag on the hook beside his desk and leaned back.

The sound successfully startled Sakura Airi beside him.

Kamigami Haruo looked over at the sound, meeting the timid Sakura Airi's gaze.

The contest ended in a flash, with Sakura Airi's record of zero-point-one seconds.

Frightened, Sakura Airi quickly turned her head forward, straightened her posture, and sat upright.

Kamigami Haruo could even feel her body trembling slightly.

Now even Kamigami Haruo did not know what to do. It was a little awkward, and he unconsciously touched the scar at the corner of his mouth.

Forget it, what a hassle. Thinking that, he simply lay down on his desk to catch up on the sleep he had missed last night.

After an unknown amount of time, Kamigami Haruo felt someone shaking his shoulder. When he raised his head, he met her eyes.

Oh, it was Airi-chan.

However, the instant Sakura Airi noticed that Kamigami Haruo had raised his head, her hand withdrew at an imperceptible speed.

"The class bell rang..."

Sakura Airi's voice grew softer and softer, while her body trembled more and more frequently.

To avoid making Sakura Airi shut down, Kamigami Haruo decided not to bother her and simply thanked her.

Almost at the same time, a woman dressed in an office lady suit entered the classroom.

Her apparently long hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

She wore a stern, composed expression and paid no attention to the classroom's noise.

She fit the image of a strict teacher perfectly, but she also looked like the kind of messy old spinster who did nothing but smoke and drink in private.

"Uh... students, I'm Chabashira Sae, the homeroom teacher for Class D. I usually teach Japanese history. At this school, classes do not change every academic year. Therefore, for the next three years until you graduate, I will be studying alongside you as your homeroom teacher. I look forward to working with you. The entrance ceremony will be held in the gymnasium in one hour. Before that, I'll distribute materials about this school's special rules. Though, these were already given to you during the earlier entrance orientation."

At the same time, Kushida Kikyo passed over a stack of materials, wearing a radiant smile.

Kamigami Haruo nodded, took one copy, and passed the stack back to the seats behind him.

He placed his copy on the desk, intending to use it as a cushion for his face so he would not drool on the desk if he fell asleep again.

The school dorms were free and single-occupancy. They were spacious and well-equipped, making them an excellent deal.

Although free points were distributed every month, he had never planned to live off the points given by the school. After all, Class D's points would become pitifully few later on.

Also, except under special circumstances, all contact with the outside world was prohibited during enrollment.

Even family members could not be contacted without the school's permission. Naturally, leaving school grounds without permission was also strictly forbidden.

Kamigami Haruo had a fanciful idea about that rule.

Though contact with the outside world and leaving campus were prohibited, the school contained many facilities, such as karaoke, movie theaters, cafés, clothing stores, and more. It could be said to form a small commercial district. Since the school was located right in the center of a major city, there was not much need to go out anyway.

As Kamigami Haruo listened, drowsiness washed over him, and he drifted into sleep.

When he raised his head again, the student ID and phone that had just been handed out were already sitting on the corner of his desk, and Chabashira-sensei had long since left.

Kamigami Haruo picked up his student ID and examined it. So this was the thing that stored points. It was pretty convenient—quite advanced for Tokyo, which still used cash.

He slipped the student ID and phone into his pocket, then rubbed his hollow, hungry stomach. He was planning to head to the student cafeteria for an indulgent meal.

With the teacher gone, the classmates were left scrambling around in excitement after receiving a huge sum of money.

Though they had only been enrolled for a few hours, several small cliques had already begun to take shape in the class.

The academic clique, led by the cheerful and sunny boy Hirata Yosuke.

The empress clique, led by the sweet gyaru Karuizawa Kei.

The wholesome clique, led by the popular Kushida Kikyo.

The sleazy clique, led by the sleazy and obnoxious duo Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji.

And the empress clique's subordinate group, formed by Shinohara Satsuki and several others.

Only a few students remained on their own.