At the Start, I Already Stood at the End of Destiny

"Senior, thank you for your guidance. I will definitely find you within three days."

Outside the school building, the girl with orange-red hair bowed solemnly, her alluring, full, and rounded curves flashing by in an instant.

"Mm, enjoy your enrollment, Kushida. I wish you a wonderful school life. I look forward to the scene of us meeting again."

Dongfang Yi stood where he was, waving with a smile, fully playing the role of a senior.

Just like that, the two of them stood at the gate, smiling and saying their goodbyes...

Standing at the gate, saying their goodbyes...

At the gate, saying their goodbyes...

Saying their goodbyes...

Are you still not leaving? x2

The same voice appeared in both of their minds simultaneously.

Kushida Kikyo waited on the spot to demonstrate the heartfelt respect and reverence a youthful, beautiful junior should have for her senior, making herself appear cuter to gain his favor.

As for why Dongfang Yi was waiting on the spot...

He didn't know how long the entrance ceremony would last.

To enjoy the expression on the black-hearted angel's face when they met again, he needed to keep his ability called Concealment active throughout the entire ceremony.

Not moving now was precisely to save his already meager stamina, so he could hide himself during the upcoming group activities and temporarily maintain his tall, reliable senior image.

The act must be as realistic as possible.

"The bell for class is about to ring. This is an important part of the enrollment, you absolutely cannot miss it. Go on in."

Dongfang Yi advised kindly.

Can you bear to make me waste what little stamina I have left?

"Okay, Senior, then I'll be going now."

Kushida Kikyo waved her hand, walking into the school building while looking back every few steps.

It wasn't that she had changed her plans, but rather—listening to advice is a virtue for a junior.

Especially in an environment like Japan, where seniors are treated as supreme.

Disobedience is one of the easiest ways to leave a bad impression, and she is an expert at winning others' favor; dancing on landmines is not something that would easily happen to her.

Charm is also a form of cultivation.

And she has been immersed in this path for a long time.

Passing students looked at the two of them in surprise, whispering to each other.

"A senior? When did such a senior arrive at the school? He looks so handsome."

"Should we go ask for his LINE number?"

"A gentle senior and a cute junior, they look like they have a great relationship!"

"But it feels a bit strange, come to think of it, do we have someone like this in the second year?"

"I don't think so."

"Could he be a third-year senior? I want to be doted on by a senior too, let's go ask for his LINE number."

"That's impossible, how could such a handsome senior in the third year be unknown? After all, there are so few people in the school."

"...That's true."

"I'm telling you, it's weird."

Under the curious and probing gazes of the crowd, Dongfang Yi waved with a smile, then stepped toward the place where Kushida Kikyo had disappeared.

Finally, under the surprised or puzzled gazes of the crowd, he vanished into the stairwell of the first-year building.

"So, he really was a junior after all..."

"What a mean-spirited junior~"

"I forgot to ask the junior for his LINE number."

Dongfang Yi stood in front of the classroom door.

Looking at the large characters "First Year Class A" on the door, he felt a bit emotional.

The gap between people is sometimes greater than the gap between a person and a dog.

Some people are born in purgatory, while others are born in Rome.

A perfect starting hand—that is me, Dongfang Yi.

This class placement is really... unexpectedly comfortable.

At the very least, during the early stages of his development, he doesn't need to worry about things like not being able to afford meat, clothes, or shoes.

However, it's not necessarily all that great either.

After all, in his mind, this seemingly comfortable start was the second-worst option, bar none.

Class C would have been far better than this, simply because—Class A doesn't even earn that much.

If he had been born into Class C, Dongfang Yi could have tried to collect protection fees without any psychological burden—the necessary cost to protect his classmates from being harassed by Ryuen.

But in this class, he could only say that there was simply no money to be saved.

Someone's malicious point-control behavior was far too severe, even though, in a sense, this school could be considered her family's property.

But this was still a bit too stingy.

One must know that in all the storylines Dongfang Yi had seen, Class A, the nominally strongest class, always had its points fluctuating around one thousand.

As a student, one could live a life of abundance.

But the key was that the amount he could get upon graduation was probably less than what he had spent the previous month!

For someone like Dongfang Yi, who didn't have a single cent to his name, this was simply terrifying.

Although, logically speaking, he shouldn't have to scramble for a few measly coins; after all, what urban transmigrator's system didn't offer some local currency as a reward?

But Dongfang Yi's system shop really didn't have such things at the moment.

So he could only rely on himself, using this school to fleece some wool to solve his future survival problems.

Of course, he didn't need to think that far ahead right now; he just needed to enjoy the thrill of starting with maxed-out gold coins.

Dongfang Yi followed the names on the blackboard to find his seat.

Back row by the window, the hometown of kings.

The absolute protagonist's spot.

Pretty good~

He sat down in his seat and looked around.

The view here was excellent, allowing him to see all the students coming and going, which made it convenient for him to match the characters appearing in the book one by one.

For instance, that guy with the shiny, bright lightbulb of a head and a world-weary uncle's face was clearly Katsuragi Kohei, and the guy beside him, gesturing wildly and looking quite flamboyant, was most likely Totsuka Yahiko.

And that boy who seemed to be approached by many girls—if Dongfang Yi's guess was correct, he was the most handsome background character of the first year, Satoshi Ritonaka.

A guy who had taken the top spot on the handsome guy rankings within two months of school starting, yet remained a shelved character without much subsequent plot.

Oh, and there was that guy whose style was completely inconsistent with everyone else, looking like a very strange "normal" person, Kito Hayato; he looked like a protagonist who had been released from some... ghost-something... stinky-something thing, so... he was quite easy to recognize.

However, Dongfang Yi wasn't interested in these few; there was only one person he cared about—

One of the three succubi of Classroom of the Elite, the one who crushed the bald Katsuragi with absolute dominance to unify Class A, the invincible phantom god of civil war.

Sakayanagi Arisu!

She was important, whether it was her background or the plot.

Both were very important.

But that wasn't the point Dongfang Yi cared about; before coming here, he had already determined his future plans and backup schemes.

If nothing went wrong, before the end of the first school year, this delicate, soft-bodied, and incredibly powerful rich girl would become his enemy.

If something did go wrong, he would just have to conscientiously stay in Class A and shine.

Either become an enemy or become a collaborator. There was no third option.

As for now, he was quite curious about how Sakayanagi Arisu managed to gain the recognition of everyone in Class A, making this group remain loyal to her even as they slid into the abyss.

Although the original work said it was charisma...

But whose charisma could be that great?

Haven't you seen that even a succubus as well-practiced as Kushida Kikyo could only fool a bunch of spineless idiots into playing house?

Dongfang Yi speculated with no small amount of malice.

Although he had no evidence, he had every reason to suspect that Sakayanagi Arisu's grand cause of unification had everything to do with her background.

He narrowed his eyes and gently pursed his lips.

This girl definitely cheated!

"Is that Sakayanagi? That one, that one!"

Some students began to cheer excitedly.

"Which Sakayanagi? Is this surname very famous?"

Some clueless newcomers asked, not understanding the situation.

"Did you not check the school's official website before coming? The chairman's surname is Sakayanagi!"

"You mean... you don't mean... could you be saying... she is... the chairman's daughter!"

"Arisu-san, may I ask what your relationship is with the chairman?"

Curious students asked, squeezed into the crowd.

Their heated discussion drew even more people, surrounding the white-haired loli's location until it was packed tight.

"Chairman, that is indeed my father. But please, everyone, do not make concessions for me because of him. Rather than being known as the Chairman's daughter, I would much prefer to spend these three years with you all as an ordinary student."

The petite girl with white hair sat calmly in her chair, a small, sturdy-looking cane resting by her knee.

Her voice was soft and gentle, her tone unhurried. Her delicate brows and eyes curved slightly, creating a natural sense of approachability.

She sat with perfect posture, her demeanor composed and graceful, showing a sense of propriety that suggested she had received excellent etiquette training.

That bright, smiling face made everyone listening feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, and without exception, it stirred a feeling known as the desire to protect.

The group of foolish children surrounding her clearly had not discovered her true colors.

Nor did they realize they were already being observed by the girl as mere pawns; instead, they were scrambling to introduce themselves and their specialties to her.

The atmosphere in the classroom became even more heated in an instant.

Dongfang Yi knew exactly what these people were thinking. After all, a real-life, cute, white-haired, legal-loli heiress—who wouldn't love that?

If he didn't know that this girl had a difficult childhood sweetheart in her heart, and that her personality was extremely self-centered and paranoid—to a degree that rivaled even Kushida Kikyo—he would honestly have wanted to go up and see what it tasted like to live off the Chairman's daughter.

But that was just a joke he made to himself. As a transmigrator possessing a system, how could he ever want to hand his fate over to someone else?

Dongfang Yi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Living off a woman would be far too low.

It would only serve to lower his own standards for no reason.

Better to honestly use this school to make his fortune.

Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to resort to robbery.

I hope these Japanese people know how to behave.

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