The Bus of Fate, the Beginning of Our Story

(Brain storage area)

(Aba aba?)

(Front-row reminder: Some settings have been slightly modified for the sake of logic.)

It is currently April, the year... roughly... should be 2015.

If the original work is correct.

April in the human world, grass growing and orioles flying, cherry blossoms filling the sky; it is a good season for flower viewing. The dozens of cherry blossom trees by the roadside have crowns as full as the parasols in the hands of Natsuhi, branches heavy with blooms, but...

They aren't as pretty as the ones in Sichuan.

I want to go home~

Dongfang Yi is sitting obediently in the front seat of the bus, eyes narrowed quietly, yet he cannot help but recall the various delicacies of his hometown.

He didn't eat breakfast, and coupled with the heavy luggage he is carrying, his blood sugar is a bit low right now.

To avoid excessive physical exertion, he must pause all activities for the moment.

The reason is simple: the very last coin in his pocket has already been contributed to provide the necessary fuel for this bus.

He can't be blamed for this.

Ever since he transmigrated a month ago, his financial situation has fallen into a major crisis.

Bank cards plus cash, all in all, totaled no more than 800,000 yen. Although, in theory, he could live comfortably for over half a year and then work part-time at a convenience store—living a normal life for a few years wouldn't be impossible...

But this amount of money is clearly not enough for school; to attend, he would have to take on student loans. You must know, this is not the low-interest or interest-free student loan established for impoverished students in his past life.

In Japan, once you apply for a student loan, you essentially sign a contract of indentured servitude for half your life.

Literally speaking, the outcome of being unable to pay back the debt is probably—women go into the sex industry, and men... who knows.

Maybe they go into the industry too.

And even if he had the money, it would be useless. How many years could he survive on the yen he has? He can't possibly work part-time while in college...

Working is impossible; he will never work in this lifetime.

Fortunately, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and he has a system to rely on after transmigration.

Dongfang Yi is... not quite that pathetic yet.

Although the system is an inanimate object, having one is better than having none.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yi silently opened his panel.

[Name: Dongfang Yi]

[Precision: A+]

[Strength: B]

[Range: ???]

[Growth Potential: MAX]

[Speed: B-]

[Stamina: B+]

[System Points: 835]

[System Achievements: Frail Delicate Flower to Behold, Powerless Weakling Day You Lost to a Chicken, Ordinary Teenager You Can Fight a Thug?, Ruthless Plunderer Punk You Robbed Must Be Crying, Powerful World Savior Is Not Strength Appropriate for This Age Group, Club Regular Many People Know You Now?, King of Wool-Shearing...]

[Skills: Unarmed Combat MAX, Stealth S, Swimming A+, Shooting Proficiency A, Free Diving B+, Tool Crafting C+, Gun and Staff Proficiency B, Short Blade Proficiency A, Danger Perception A, Malice Perception C, Cooking A+, Muscle Control S, Communication and Exchange...]

[System Function Area: Full Recovery, Recording, Mall, Training Area, Areas to be Opened]

Analyzing it based solely on achievements and skills, it is not hard to see what he has experienced over the past month.

After discovering the admission letter for the Advanced Nurturing High School in his possession, he precisely calculated and sold off all the valuable items in his room. Within a month, he purchased numerous club memberships and food, starting to use every means possible to improve his combat power.

With the powerful recovery and learning abilities gained by spending points, he completed a transformation from the inside out in just one month.

He is terrifyingly strong now!

Dongfang Yi gently clenched his fist, as if power were constantly gathering from all over his body into his hand.

He has the feeling that lifting a road roller would be no problem at all.

Although his strength rating is only B, he suspects that the system's standard for this B is not based on the values of a normal person.

For now... it should be enough. He doesn't know what kind of strength Brother Lu has... His thoughts drifted far away, and he began to ponder his life ahead.

There is still some time before the official start of the "middle school battle royale" where physical strength is supreme; it should be enough time for him to push his Strength and Stamina to S.

He just doesn't know which class he will be assigned to.

In his opinion, Class D is the optimal choice, as for Class D...

Class D is a group of immortals who managed to exhaust all their class points within the first month of the start...

If he goes there, forget about developing; he might as well just lie flat.

Anyway, I have to play the herbivore for half a year.

But thinking about it, judging by how pathetic he looked when he first arrived...

The probability of it being Class 1-D is indeed a bit high...

This is going to be tricky.

While he was deep in thought, a commotion suddenly broke out on the bus.

A woman in office attire was currently... looking down on a blonde-haired boy while delivering a moral lecture.

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Oh my, oh my, it seems the plot has begun.

As expected, the blonde pretty boy decisively refused the office lady's request to give up his seat to the old woman.

However... Dongfang Yi's expression turned somewhat ugly... Could I really be in Class 1-D?

People on this bus, the soul of Class 1-D.

Logically speaking, everyone sitting on this bus is the cream of the crop of the future Class 1-D.

Including the blonde chaebol heir pretty boy, the future leader of Class 1-D, the beautiful girl Horikita Suzune, Horikita Suzune's good dog, and Horikita Suzune's...

But the crux of the problem clearly isn't here!

He began to uncontrollably think about the miserable fate of the next six months, and that sorrowful life without a single point of income...

Yamete~

I'm going to starve to death!

In the short time he spent pondering, the plot in reality continued. Now appearing on stage is: a beautiful girl with an incredibly broad mind and short orange hair, one of the three great succubi of the first year who looks pure on the outside but is black-hearted on the inside--Kushida Kikyo.

The true ceiling of Classroom of the Elite, the very top of the food chain.

"Could some kind soul please lend a hand!"

The gentle and kind beautiful girl scanned the area, once, twice, three times, four times...

No one stood up...

If he remembered correctly, a kind lady would step up to give up her seat next. Based on the fact that the black-hearted angel needs to guide the old lady to an empty seat, the spot should be in the front of the vehicle.

Although she was just a passerby, Dongfang Yi was quite curious to see what this kind lady looked like.

He lifted his somewhat sore neck.

Come, let me take a look, where is this kind lady... Hmm?

Why isn't there a single woman in the front row?

Dongfang Yi narrowed his eyes, feeling a bit puzzled.

No way? No way?

Could it be that out of all the cannon fodder seats on this bus, I happened to snatch the one belonging to the kind passerby?

Dongfang Yi scanned his surroundings, feeling surprised by fate while also sensing a gaze filled with expectation.

He instinctively looked over and locked eyes with this Black-hearted Pear.

"I have a seat here, please come this way."

Dongfang Yi stood up helplessly, giving up his spot and letting Kushida Kikyo guide the old lady to his seat.

Although he was quite tired, given his current physical strength, standing for a while wasn't actually a problem.

It was just a bit tiring, that's all.

The reason he chose to take the initiative to give up his seat was simply because he judged that he would likely be assigned to Class 1-D later, and therefore didn't want to offend this crowd-pleaser.

Having read the original work thoroughly during this time, Dongfang Yi knew very well that Kushida Kikyo was obsessed with the feeling of being the center of attention, but...

She didn't like the awkwardness of being the center of attention.

Though, no one likes that kind of thing, right~

If no one gave up their seat, it would undoubtedly be a negation of the little black-hearted angel's charm.

And if she were ignored after being seen...

Dongfang Yi wasn't sure if, after that eye contact, he would leave a bad impression on the girl with terrifying connections...

If he ended up in her little notebook because of this... hiss~

In the early stages, it's better not to provoke this one easily.

Dongfang Yi, who knew her true nature, naturally wouldn't fall into her traps, but he didn't want to make an enemy of her either.

He just wanted to earn some points and get some money to make it easier to change his nationality later and live a leisurely life; he would naturally avoid such unnecessary conflicts whenever possible.

What's more, this was also an opportunity. If he could become friends with her, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it would basically be equivalent to knowing all the teachers and students in the school.

Although, counting them all up, there were less than five hundred teachers and students in the entire school.

Dongfang Yi moved away from his seat and naturally sidled up to Kushida Kikyo, adding a touch of deliberately performed, callow elegance to act like an ordinary, infatuated handsome guy.

This was the image most likely to be judged as harmless by Black-hearted Pear, causing her to lower her guard.

He successfully struck up a conversation: "Hello there, classmate. I haven't seen you around before; are you a freshman?"

"Eh? Could it be... are you an upperclassman? Hello, senior. I'm a first-year student, Kushida Kikyo. Please take care of me." The little angel Kushida struck a perfect pose, bowing slightly, the fruits of her youth possessing a heart-stirring silhouette.

It would be just perfect if she weren't black-hearted on the inside.

['Mislead' EXP +1]

According to the system's assessment, since she hadn't even started school yet, she clearly didn't have that many scheming thoughts, seemingly carrying a kind of worldly innocence.

Nice!

It's just great that she hasn't started school yet!

Look at what this detestable school has done!

Dongfang Yi gave a mental thumbs-up, but his face remained completely composed. He nodded slightly, his every gesture carrying the calm and cultivation of an upperclassman.

"Nice to meet you, classmate Kikyo. Please take care of me."

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