Limitless Sorcerer

Chapter 1: The Limitless Sorcerer

(All characters in this story are adults, in accordance with the Zhou Rites. The early chapters will skip some plot points; the main storyline begins at Chapter 36.)

The morning sunlight spilled gently onto his three-dimensional profile. As the bus moved, the light flickered, making him look like a model in the middle of a photoshoot.

A broad chin, a high bridge of the nose, and a faint, subtle scar running along the angle of his sharp eyebrows near the corner of his eye.

With a one-sided undercut hairstyle and a calm, free-spirited smile, he radiated an atmosphere of youth.

Chang Shui Jing, 18 years old, is a student.

April, the entrance ceremony. Sitting on the bus heading to school, the vehicle swayed back and forth. As you can see, this is the very first scene where the protagonist is born. Moreover, he is a transmigrator from the Zhou Kingdom, retaining the memories of the original host.

"The passengers on this bus are almost all young people wearing school uniforms. Judging by this art style, is this a parallel world? Interesting. It seems my upcoming campus life won't be boring at all!"

"Um, classmate, I think you should give up your seat to the elderly person, don't you think?"

A cute student with brownish-gold hair spoke up. This parallel world also possesses moral values regarding caring for the elderly.

The old woman standing not far in front of me was quite advanced in age to still be choosing to ride the bus; she looked like she would fall over at the slightest tap of the brakes by the driver.

It was unbearable to watch. Clearly, she knew the bus was this crowded and lacked seats, yet she still chose to board and suffer. Fortunately, there was a kind-hearted student helping to steady her.

"You, sitting over there, didn't you see that the grandmother is standing and must be tired?"

The JK's blunt voice carried clearly through the quiet bus, naturally attracting the gazes of those around them.

Chang Shui Jing couldn't help but be surprised by the courage of this junior student (in terms of mental age).

A crazy girl, and the problem is also quite crazy.

"Lady, I paid for this seat the moment I boarded. Just because you see an elderly person, does that mean I must give it up? Must young people always yield to the elderly?"

The blonde student, who seemed to be of mixed heritage, sat in his seat without the slightest wavering, refuting her with righteous indignation.

"Priority seats clearly give the elderly more rights, don't they? You should definitely give it up, right?"

The junior student replied excitedly, her body swaying with her emotions, making it hard to look away.

"My answer is No. Even for priority seats, there is no legal obligation to yield them. Besides, when it comes to giving up a seat, anyone could choose to give up their own. Yet, everyone here seems completely indifferent."

He cast his gaze around, as if mocking the people occupying the seats.

A Limitless Sorcerer, is it? Or is it a lack of moral limits? To actually drag all the bystanders into this.

Chang Shui Jing thought to himself.

"Is that the attitude you have toward the elderly and your elders!"

The JK still didn't give up.

"Elders? To me, that refers to people with higher social status, not just age. Even if there is an age gap, one shouldn't put on an air of superiority, right?"

"Now, now... let it go."

The JK was furious, but the old woman gestured to soothe her.

"Oh my, oh my. Japan's society still has some value, it seems."

The blonde man wore an indifferent expression.

"Everyone, is there anyone willing to give up their seat for the grandmother?"

As the junior student finished speaking, she looked around, expecting a kind soul to respond to her proposal.

What an awkward atmosphere. If no one responds, the junior student will be too pitiful. I really can't help you, can I.

"If it's alright, please take my seat."

Chang Shui Jing replied. Because his physical stamina was quite good, even the Central Hell Line 2 and Southern Hell Line 3 during rush hour were a breeze for him; this short distance was nothing at all.

"Arigato!"

The JK nodded with a face full of smiles before guiding the old woman to the empty seat.

The great philosopher Confucius once said, a gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions! Even if she is a 'pink-haired black-hearted' type, she is a good person for now, even though she has brown hair.

"It's no trouble at all!"

Shortly after, we arrived at the destination, and I followed the students off the bus.

After getting off, a massive gate pieced together from natural rock stood before me, the sense of oppression rushing toward me.

It's quite grand. It must have cost a fortune. Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School. It looks even more impressive than some universities. Truly interesting. I wonder what kind of surprises this school will bring me.

The young boys and girls in uniforms around me were brimming with the aura of youth, their faces filled with hope and longing for the future as they passed through the gate after getting off the bus.

"Ah! Youth is truly wonderful."

According to the brochure, the greatest appeal of this Advanced Nurturing High School lies in its nearly 100% rate of advancement to higher education and employment. The school actively invites lucky individuals from across the country to take an entrance exam and provides the results on the spot. The criteria for the school's invitation letters remain a mystery.

However, anyone who has been to school knows that a 100% acceptance rate must be a play on words. No one would actually believe that, right? Surely not, right?

"Wait!"

A familiar voice came from behind.

"What is it! Cute classmate."

It was the kind-hearted brown-haired underclassman from the bus who had chased after him, Chang Shui Jing replied.

"Thank you for giving up your seat on the bus earlier. I'm Kushida Kikyo. May I ask your name?"

Kushida stared at him silently with an innocent expression that carried a hint of expectation. No single guy could refuse that look from little Kushida. If one could, it must be because they were full of devious tricks.

"My name is Chang Shui Jing."

"Haha! Chang Shui-kun, would you like to go check which class we're in together later?"

Kushida invited Chang Shui to accompany her.

"I'd be more than happy to!"

There were quite a few students gathered around the bulletin board, and with her height of 155cm, Kushida could only slowly squeeze her way through.

At 180cm tall, Chang Shui only needed to look from afar to see the results.

"Little Kushida, we're both in Class D."

"Really? Chang Shui-kun, we're in the same class! Please take care of me for the next three years."

"Likewise. Kana."

"Kana!"

The perspective shifts back to Ayanokoji.

"You kept glancing at me just now. Do you have something on your mind?"

Horikita said.

Was my observation too obvious? I've been spotted.

"Sorry, I was just curious about your reasoning for not intending to give up your seat to the elderly from the very beginning."

"My convictions determined my decision not to give up my seat."

Horikita's tone left no room for anyone to question her.

"That seems like a rather malicious act."

"What others think has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, Horikita walked away.

"..."

Ayanokoji's expressionless face revealed no emotion as he fell silent.

Inside the classroom, the seating chart was placed right in the center of the podium.

(Huh? I'm actually not in the back row by the window, but in the middle of the second-to-last row. I didn't get the protagonist template after all, damn it.)

Shortly after putting his bag down at his seat, a blonde-haired boy sat in the seat in front of him.

"If it isn't the kind bus boy. It is your honor to have another encounter with the beautiful me."

"You are indeed beautiful, though only on the outside."

Chang Shui's reply was laced with sarcasm.

"I'll take that as a compliment. I truly am beautiful."

Koenji Rokusuke said narcissistically while looking into a mirror.

(Wow, is Class D full of weirdos like this? Judging by common sense, A through D must represent excellence and inferiority; otherwise, they would have just used numbers to distinguish the classes. What a low-class school this is, starting the competition and suppression on the very first day.)

(Then again, why was I assigned to Class D? I hadn't transmigrated here yet during the previous entrance exams, but the memories are still there.)

(My grades in this world aren't bad either; I'm near the top of my grade. My parents are dead, I have a solitary personality, and I like being alone. Could it be that I was just tossed in like a filler item to complete a discount coupon?)

Chang Shui was lost in thought at his desk, and before he knew it, the classroom was almost packed with students.

A sound of a bag being placed came from the seat next to him. It was a beautiful girl with long, straight black hair. He remembered her from the bus, but she looked like someone who shouldn't be approached, so it was better not to provoke her.

Kushida was quickly greeting the girls around her, looking completely natural.

(Have the small cliques already started to form? That was fast.)

(Ho ho, even if it is Class D, there are quite a few beauties. Aside from the blonde boy, everyone else seems pretty normal.)

(It looks like the days ahead won't be boring. This is truly interesting.)

(A plain-looking, expressionless person is sitting in the protagonist's seat. Could he be the type who hides his true strength?)

"Hey~ everyone, I am the homeroom teacher for Class D, Chabashira Sae. I usually teach history."

She had black hair tied in a single ponytail, wore an office-style OL suit, and her legs were wrapped in black pantyhose.

Measurements: B86(F)/W59/H84

Young, sexy, and possessing a somewhat cold temperament.

In this school, even the homeroom teacher was this unique.

"This school is a special institution; you will not be changing classes. Therefore, for the next three years until graduation, I will be your homeroom teacher, learning and growing together with you. Please take care of me. The entrance ceremony will be held in the gymnasium in one hour."

"Before that, I will distribute the data regarding the special rules of this school to you all."

"Although, this was already distributed to you during the previous entrance orientation."

"You just need to tap it like a bus card within the facilities."

"Following that, points will be automatically deposited on the first of every month; by now, everyone should have already been fairly distributed 100,000 points. Furthermore, each point is worth one yen. Do I need to explain any further?"

Chabashira spoke with a passive attitude, quickly finishing the introduction of the school's basic precautions, and left once she saw no one had any questions.

The familiar-looking materials were passed from the front seats; they were the same ones distributed simultaneously after the written exam, containing no new information.

The S System meant that anything one possessed within the school grounds could be purchased. This point card, integrated with the student ID, was used through campus machines, and within the school, points meant cash.

Unlike the many schools that existed elsewhere, a unique aspect of this school was that all students attending classes here were required to live on campus, with no room for negotiation. At the same time, all outside contact was prohibited during the school term unless there were special circumstances.

(It seems they are afraid of their rules leaking out. No matter which world it is, it takes a great deal of effort to bridge the gap of subtle information, just like a cheat code for wallhacks. It seems it is time to collect information.)

"100,000 yen, we're rich! I'm going to buy the latest PS console, and next month I'll buy the newest blockbuster game."

"I'm going to buy the latest serialized manga..."

"I've wanted this shade of lipstick for so long..."

The classroom was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

(What a bunch of idiots. Money is only yours once it's actually in your hands; they don't even understand such a simple principle.)

Having had his pocket money confiscated since childhood in his previous life, Chang Shui Jing had a deep realization of this, and his immunity to pie-in-the-sky promises was already etched into his DNA.

(Besides, one can tell from the class assignments that the higher-ups of this school never cared about equality in the first place.)

The time is about right; it's time to go scout for information. Let's go.

[Currently Available Information]

[Name: Chang Shui Jing]

[Class: 1-D]

[Student ID: S01T004655]

[Club Activities: None]

[Birthday: August 30th]

[Academic Ability: A]

[Intelligence: A]

[Judgment: A]

[Physical Ability: A]

[Cooperativeness: D-]

[Interviewer Comments: Showed extraordinary talent during junior high, with grades at the top of the class. Physical fitness is naturally far superior to the average person, and multiple sports clubs have expressed interest. However, behavioral logic is driven by personal interest, and there are deficiencies in interpersonal communication; independent and finds it difficult to fit in. It is hoped that this student will be able to better integrate into teams and improve interpersonal skills in the future.]

[Homeroom Teacher's Record: It is hoped that this student can establish friendly relationships with classmates to compensate for their own shortcomings.]