Fill-in-the-Blank Question, Childlike Face

9:10 AM, inside the Class 2-B classroom.

"Haha, Horikita-kun, you're so interesting." The girl with her hair in a bun rested her chin on the desk, puffing out her cheeks as she spoke.

"Not at all." Horikita Etsuka sat on a stool in front of them and waved his hand, saying, "I've just met you all, and as a guy, I'm just trying to find some topics to talk about."

Sakurajima Sweet covered her mouth and giggled, "Horikita-kun, you really are straightforward."

Watching the three girls take the initiative to keep the conversation going, Horikita Etsuka couldn't help but think to himself.

Not bad, not bad. I've successfully made contact with a small group; now I need to expand my reach.

"By the way, Horikita-kun." Sakurajima Sweet took out her Student Terminal and said, "Shall we exchange contact information?"

"Sure."

After Horikita Etsuka recited his student ID, Sakurajima Sweet stared at her screen in a daze for a moment before sending the request.

Horikita Etsuka opened his terminal, ready to accept, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party's nickname.

Class 2-B Sakurajima Sweet?!

Horikita Etsuka realized in an instant that he had walked into the wrong classroom.

I was too busy looking at the pretty girls on my way here...

He looked at the increasing number of people in the class turning their gazes toward him and finally stood up.

"Sakurajima-san, I really enjoyed chatting with you, let's meet again sometime."

Sakurajima Sweet blinked, then waved her hand, "True, at this hour your homeroom teacher has probably already arrived. Bye-bye!"

Horikita Etsuka waved back and walked out of the classroom.

The girl with the bun-style hair was stunned for a moment, then reached out and said, "Hey, I haven't added him yet..."

Sakurajima Sweet reached out to stop her, "Momo, don't bother; he's probably heading back to his own class now."

Izawa Momo puffed out her cheeks, "But..."

"Oh, I'll just give you his contact info later, won't I?" Sakurajima Sweet patted her on the back.

"Really!"

"Of course, we're best friends, aren't we!"

"What about me!" the short-haired girl said unhappily.

"Hee hee, of course I wouldn't forget our Lehua."

Inside the Class 1-B classroom.

The petite teacher with long brown hair blinked as she looked at the empty seat by the window in the back row, saying:

"Oh my, oh my, some of our classmates haven't arrived yet. Hmm, it seems the teacher can't even introduce herself yet."

As she spoke, she pouted and lowered her head in a dejected manner, looking extremely childish.

"It's okay, Teacher." Ichinose waved her hand, "We can wait."

"Yeah, it's fine, Teacher."

"That's right, it's only a little while." The others chimed in one after another, and the entire class appeared exceptionally harmonious.

The teacher's eyes seemed to light up again, and she said with a gentle smile:

"Mm, the students in our class are truly wonderful to be able to understand the teacher's predicament.

However... if we don't show up to the entrance ceremony because we're waiting for a classmate, the director will bully me terribly!"

"Hoshinomiya-sensei, I'm sorry, I'm late. I accept my punishment."

Horikita Etsuka stood at the doorway without entering, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He didn't mention what he had been doing just moments ago, instead choosing to admit his fault directly and express his willingness to accept punishment.

This gave the impression that he had indeed been delayed by some matter.

He had already inquired about the homeroom teacher's name on his way here, and he had jogged the rest of the way to ensure he was slightly sweaty, making it look nothing like the behavior of a delinquent student who simply overslept.

The eyes of the entire class converged on Horikita Etsuka; some of the girls' eyes lit up, while the boys were less than impressed.

After all, everyone has a preference for appearances, and the girls were hoping for as many handsome guys like Horikita Etsuka as possible.

Even if he wasn't their boyfriend, he was still easy on the eyes.

"Hmm, a punishment for you, huh." Hoshinomiya wasn't the least bit surprised that Etsuka knew her name. She pondered for a long time before saying:

"How about we turn this into a condition? But I haven't thought of one yet. Could you give me some time?"

Horikita Etsuka blinked, "Sure. A request from a beautiful teacher is something I'll do my best to fulfill."

"Haha." Hoshinomiya covered her small mouth and smiled gently, seemingly quite pleased by the "beautiful teacher" comment, so she said, "You arrived a bit late and haven't met everyone yet, so the teacher will give you some time to introduce yourself."

Horikita Etsuka looked at Hoshinomiya, who possessed the appearance of a young girl, and nodded, "Then I thank you, Teacher."

Hoshinomiya stepped aside, and Horikita Etsuka walked over.

He calmly picked up a piece of chalk and wrote four large characters on the blackboard--Horikita Etsuka!

He turned around and looked at everyone with a smile:

"My name is Horikita Etsuka. My hobbies are sports-related activities. We will be spending the next three years together, so I look forward to working with you all."

In a public self-introduction like this, one cannot say anything pretentious or anything that might sound pretentious.

Otherwise, it would ruin one's reputation with others; instead, simply showing generosity and composure is enough to gain quite a bit of attention.

One must realize that most of the students here are still stuck in a high school mindset, and 80% of them would get stage fright facing the gazes of thirty or forty classmates.

But Horikita Etsuka would not. In his previous life on Blue Star, as a student in a gifted class, he had once given a speech in front of ten thousand people, so this was even less of an issue.

Applause rang out from below the podium, and everyone wore smiles, sincerely welcoming Horikita Etsuka.

Hoshinomiya looked at Horikita Etsuka with a look of appreciation in her eyes, and she clapped her hands and said:

"Alright, Horikita-kun, please return to your seat first. I hadn't even introduced myself yet, and Horikita-kun already stole my thunder! Hmph, hmph! Horikita-kun is really not cute at all!"

Hoshinomiya seemed very good at livening up the atmosphere, and the mood in the classroom remained cheerful.

She picked up a piece of chalk and wrote her name under Horikita Etsuka's name—Hoshinomiya Chie!

She tossed the chalk aside and blinked at everyone:

"As for me, I am called Hoshinomiya Chie. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be your teacher for the next three years, so let's get along well from here on out. Please, don't bully me!"

Hoshinomiya's liveliness made the girls in the class breathe a sigh of relief; the last thing they wanted was a strict and rigid teacher, and the teacher before them perfectly matched the image they had in their hearts.

Moreover, the boys in the class didn't display any lecherous behavior, but their hearts couldn't help but pound wildly.

Who could resist a cute teacher with a baby face, anyway!

Hoshinomiya looked at everyone with a smile, then shifted her tone to something more serious:

"Now, let me tell you about the rules of this school!"