Clear-eyed but Foolish

(Brain storage area)

(Don't ask, just assume everyone is an adult.)

April.

Cherry blossoms danced in the air.

Advanced Nurturing High School, a closed-off school with national backing.

Tuition and living expenses were entirely free.

A full range of entertainment facilities, including shopping malls, pedestrian streets, and movie theaters, were all available on campus.

Furthermore, the school culture was incredibly liberal.

Even if students had tattoos, wore ear piercings, or came to school in cosplay, the administration would not interfere.

More importantly.

This was a school world-renowned for its 100% employment rate.

This 100% employment rate.

It wasn't the kind of employment rate where you graduate and head straight to an electronics factory to grind out KPIs; it was a 100% guarantee of landing key positions at major corporations.

In fact.

In fields difficult for ordinary people to reach—such as becoming stars, athletes, diplomats, lawyers, doctors, or entering politics—the school could help students realize any dream.

Simply put.

As long as you successfully enrolled, it was equivalent to having one foot already inside the winner's circle of life!

At this moment.

Class 1-C.

On the podium.

The homeroom teacher, Kazuma Sakagami, was explaining some precautions to the new students, popularizing the common knowledge of this school.

Meanwhile, below the podium, in a seat by the window in the back row of the classroom, a student wearing a burgundy uniform had a book covering his face, his legs propped up on the desk, his body leaning back, with his chair balanced precariously on only two legs.

The name on the desk nameplate was none other than—

Prince Ganlongdao!

With a height approaching two meters, his legs were almost propped up onto the head of the student in front of him.

However.

The homeroom teacher, Kazuma Sakagami, had no intention of stopping him.

The boy in the front seat, whose nameplate read Hidetoshi Suzuki, wanted to offer a reminder, but looking at Prince Ganlongdao's silver cropped hair and the slightly bulging pectoral muscles visible through his open collar, he looked like the type who worked out regularly—lean in clothes but muscular underneath.

Plus, the teacher was still speaking on the podium, and interrupting abruptly didn't seem right, so Hidetoshi Suzuki decided to be the bigger person and let it slide.

Thinking about it, he decided to just forget it.

He still felt a bit annoyed, though.

It was such a great school, and it even had national backing!

Why were there so many little brats and punks in this class?

With one glance, Hidetoshi Suzuki could spot several.

The guy in the center of the classroom with shoulder-length red hair and eyes like a viper, his desk-mate with a fierce expression, the guy behind him with a sleazy look, and even a foreign student of African descent.

He didn't even have to guess.

They were all just street thugs who couldn't study and only knew how to fight.

Once the morning assembly ended, he would find a way to ask the teacher to change his seat as soon as possible.

Behind him at this moment, feeling bored, Prince Ganlongdao used his book to shield his face, leaning back in his chair as his mind wandered far away.

Prince Ganlongdao!

The most famous yakuza organization in Hokkaido, second only to Yamaguchi within the country.

However.

This did not mean that Prince Ganlongdao was inferior to Yamaguchi.

It was simply because the primary operational range of Prince Ganlongdao was in war-torn regions overseas, dealing mainly in mercenary warfare, assassinations, arms dealing, human trafficking, organ harvesting, and high-end services on Lolita Island, among other things.

The yakuza of all yakuza.

Since he was a child, Prince Ganlongdao had been thrown into the war-torn lands of the Middle East to gain experience.

By the time he had finally clawed his way up and was able to return to the country, the elders of his family told him that he must conquer this Advanced Nurturing High School to be qualified to inherit the family business.

"Is this asking me to dominate Suzuran, oh wait, no, dominate Advanced Nurturing?"

Prince Ganlongdao was somewhat speechless.

These elders, who occupied their positions without doing any real work, were clearly out of touch with the international scene; the fact that they were still using this kind of test was absolutely ridiculous.

To these students at Advanced Nurturing.

To him, having been tempered in the war-torn lands of the Middle East, it was like the Dragon King returning.

It was no different from bullying children!

Whatever.

As long as the result was okay, there was nothing wrong with it.

After all, it could be considered a form of fate, and Prince Ganlongdao was quite happy to help these classmates open their eyes to the world.

Thinking of this, Prince Ganlongdao glanced at Kazuma Sakagami on the podium, adjusting his angle through the gap between his book and his cheek to get a clear look at everyone's appearance.

After listening to nonsense for half the day, he finally heard something interesting.

"You can use the student ID phone issued to you now to access all facilities within the school. As for scanning codes to pay, I believe I don't need to teach you that."

"If there is anyone who truly doesn't understand, you can come find me after class or ask the students around you."

"All consumption in the school requires the use of points. Within the school, there is nothing that cannot be bought with points. As long as it is something the school possesses, you can buy anything."

"Points are automatically deposited on the first of every month. Right now, one hundred thousand points should have been fairly distributed to everyone's student ID, with each point equivalent to one yen in currency."

"I shouldn't need to explain any further, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people below were instantly shocked.

"Wait a second, how much? One hundred thousand points?"

"That's equivalent to one hundred thousand yen? Is this for real? How is this possible?"

"Not only are tuition and living expenses free, but they're also giving us money? As expected of a school with government backing, this is simply amazing!"

"If my dad knew about this, he would definitely think I was lying, right?"

Upon hearing this news, even those who had been avoiding each other's gazes were now sharing their inner joy with one another.

The monthly allowance for an ordinary high school student was only about five thousand, and most other expenses had to be covered by part-time jobs.

One hundred thousand yen.

In one month, it was almost equal to two years of their allowance.

How could it not make them happy?

Placing his student ID on the desk, Hidetoshi Suzuki turned his head excitedly, checking the points in his student ID just like everyone else.

Prince Ganlongdao observed everything before him through the gap.

Throughout the entire classroom, the vast majority of people had fallen into excitement.

The few who remained calm could not hide the upward curve of their lips either.

Only two people were truly calm in the literal sense.

One of them, a boy with long red hair draped over his shoulders in the center of the classroom, could be identified as a delinquent at a glance; the nameplate on his desk read Ryuen Kakeru.

The other, was a boy with short blonde hair sitting in the very front row of the center section.

Prince Ganlongdao remembered that when he first walked in, the name written on that seat was Kaneda Satoru.

'Only two people here are worth my time.'

Prince Ganlongdao observed to himself.

His experience in war-torn regions had taught him well.

Those who can remain calm regardless of the difficulties they face are the truly terrifying ones.

To remain unmoved even when Mount Tai crumbles before one's eyes—that is the first principle of success.

Seeing this.

On the podium, Kazuma Sakagami simply adjusted his glasses. He waited for the crowd to quiet down before asking in a deep voice:

"If no one has any questions, the orientation ends here. The remaining time is yours to use as you please. Just remember to attend the entrance ceremony later."

Having said that, Kazuma Sakagami paused deliberately and added:

"Any questions?"

"None~"

Hidetoshi Suzuki chimed in 'thoughtfully'.

If the teacher specifically asked and no one responded, how awkward would that be?

It nearly made Prince Ganlongdao, sitting behind him, burst out laughing.

Damn it.

Having spent so much time in the Middle East.

Seeing these high school students, whose clear eyes revealed nothing but stupidity, Prince Ganlongdao couldn't help but want to laugh.

The information Kazuma Sakagami had just provided revealed two key points.

First, points can buy anything.

Second, points are deposited automatically on the first of every month, but that does not necessarily mean one hundred thousand points will be deposited every month.

Kazuma Sakagami had paused on purpose.

The intention was clearly to emphasize the latter part: Any questions?

From this, a third point could be inferred.

Perhaps constrained by the rules of the so-called S System, Kazuma Sakagami could not explain it directly and needed the students to ask the question themselves.

From this, a fourth point could be inferred.

Even a homeroom teacher is within the scope of the S System's management and must act within the rules.

From this, one could see.

Kazuma Sakagami was likely a teacher who protected his own students quite fiercely, which was why he was willing to take the risk to provide them with a hint.

Of course.

One could not rule out the possibility that Kazuma Sakagami was simply a teacher with high moral standards, but his face didn't look like that of a virtuous educator, and providing special advantages to his own students was already incompatible with professional ethics.

Prince Ganlongdao was naturally not that naive.

From this, a fifth point could be inferred.

The world is driven by profit; people come and go for the sake of gain.

There must be a competitive relationship between the students or the teachers, or perhaps both.

Otherwise.

Kazuma Sakagami would have no reason to take such a risk to provide them with a hint.

Hidetoshi Suzuki's thoughtfulness was practically sabotaging the situation.

The proof was that.

Kazuma Sakagami's mouth twitched—it was so obvious that he was clearly speechless.

Since competition exists.

Then survival of the fittest is inevitable.

From this, a sixth point could be inferred: there must be something fishy about the one hundred percent employment rate.

Just then.

[Ding~]

[Successfully detected enrollment in Advanced Nurturing.]

[Conqueror System activated successfully!]