Suddenly.
A mechanical voice sounded in his mind.
Prince Ganlongdao froze for a moment. He might never have eaten pork, but he'd certainly seen pigs run.
A system—
Of course he knew what that was.
He just hadn't expected it to awaken now.
The Conqueror System.
Every person he conquered would earn him one Conquest Point, and he could use each point to increase one of his physical attributes.
At the same time.
A translucent screen appeared before Prince Ganlongdao.
Though a book was covering his view, the screen seemed to appear directly in his mind.
[Name]: Prince Ganlongdao [Strength]: 13 [Intelligence]: 10 [Constitution]: 15 [Charisma]: 13 [Conquest Points]: 0 (An average adult has ten points)
Huh? Zero?
Prince Ganlongdao frowned.
His other attributes were reasonable enough. His years in the Middle East hadn't been for nothing; he was definitely stronger than the average adult in every respect, and he was better-looking than most people, too.
As for his academic ability—
Prince Ganlongdao more or less understood.
Most of what he knew probably wouldn't be useful on exams.
But what about his Conquest Points?
He had so many underlings back home.
How could he have none?
Did only people he conquered from now on count?
[Host detected in Class 1-C. Main quest issued!]
[Main Quest: Become the class leader. Reward: One S-rank draw!]
"Hm?"
Prince Ganlongdao raised an eyebrow.
Even without the system, he would become the class leader.
Just then.
Seeing that no one in the class had asked anything for a long time, Kazuma Sakagami sighed. "Looks like Class C hasn't had much luck this year. There aren't many students with potential."
"I'll leave the rest of the time to you. You're free to do whatever you like."
Kazuma Sakagami finally gave up.
However, he didn't leave. Instead, he stood silently in a corner of the classroom, looking as if he were waiting for them to come ask him something.
At first.
The students were a little uneasy.
But after a few boys tentatively spoke in low voices, the others gradually relaxed.
The school really did seem to be as free as its promotional materials claimed. No matter what they did, the teachers wouldn't interfere.
Besides, Kazuma Sakagami had already handed the rest of their time over to them.
At last.
A girl in a burgundy uniform stood up.
She had short, light-brown hair, and a red ribbon tied around her bangs added to her charm. She had a lovely figure and was very pretty—beautiful enough to rival a TV star.
There was no denying it.
The average student at this school was extremely good-looking.
Prince Ganlongdao hadn't seen a single unattractive girl. Nearly all of them looked like they could work on Lolita Island or be groomed into stars, which made him wonder why this school had been founded.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Shiho Manabe."
The girl named Shiho Manabe patted her chest lightly and smiled.
"We've got some time before the entrance ceremony, so why don't we introduce ourselves? That way, it'll be easier to ask each other for help. If you have any questions later, feel free to come to me. I'm from—"
"Skreee..."
Before she could finish, the harsh sound of a chair scraping against the floor rang out.
In the middle of the classroom.
Ryuen Kakeru fixed his snake-like gaze straight ahead, stood up, and walked toward the podium with his hands in his pockets.
He looked back at everyone.
"Um, classmate..."
Shiho Manabe forced a smile. "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Shut up. I'm not interested in boring girls."
Ryuen braced both hands on the podium and sat down.
He propped his right foot on the podium, let his left leg hang naturally, and rested his right hand on his knee.
His snake-like gaze swept over the students below.
"From today on, I'm in charge of this class. I'm the boss, the king of this class. Got it?"
Smack.
A hand slammed against a desk.
A blue-haired girl stood up, both hands on the desk.
"How boring."
With that.
The girl turned and left the classroom.
No one tried to stop her. When boys competed with each other, they generally didn't drag girls into it. It was an unspoken rule among boys.
Seeing this,
Shiho Manabe didn't say anything more.
This was a problem between the boys. She'd seen it plenty of times in middle school. Every time the class changed, they had to pull something like this.
Still, it disgusted her.
What did he mean, "boring girls"? That red-haired snake was so annoying.
"I've had enough..."
Just then, a short-haired boy in the corner stood up, clearly displeased.
"Fighting like this in middle school was one thing, but we're high schoolers now. We're adults. Can you stop acting like a little kid?"
"What's your name?"
"Daichi Ishizaki!"
Ishizaki looked thoroughly annoyed.
Was this some kind of middle-schooler's fantasy?
Back in middle school, fighting had seemed cool. Leading a bunch of lackeys into battle was awesome, or maybe he'd just wanted to get girls' attention.
But now—
They were all adults.
Ishizaki thought fighting like this was childish.
"Heh. Looks like you idiots really don't know anything."
Ryuen snickered,
his gaze sweeping from Daichi Ishizaki across the rest of the class.
"Sakagami just said everyone has a hundred thousand points in their accounts. That doesn't mean we'll get a hundred thousand every month, right, Sakagami?"
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't the teacher just say points would be deposited automatically on the first of every month?"
"I think so...but he only said they'd be deposited automatically. He didn't actually promise we'd get a hundred thousand every month..."
"So that was just playing word games? What the hell?"
"..."
Daichi Ishizaki and the others looked confused as they turned toward their homeroom teacher.
They wanted an answer.
Feeling their eyes on him, Kazuma Sakagami glanced at the guy sitting on the podium, his mouth twitching.
That guy was Ryuen Kakeru, if he remembered right. He certainly had no respect for his teachers.
Well, what good was respect for teachers? Ability came first.
At last, someone with real potential had stepped forward. Kazuma Sakagami was actually a little pleased. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and said,
"Ryuen is right."
"Huh?"
"What does that mean?"
"Does this mean we won't have any money next month?"
"What are we supposed to do?"
"Why is the school going back on its word? Didn't they say they'd give us a hundred thousand every month?"
"..."
At that.
The students below immediately grew flustered, and some even started making wild guesses.
However, Kazuma Sakagami paid them no attention. There was no need to answer such stupid questions.
"Thud."
Ryuen suddenly kicked back with his left leg, sending a sharp thump through the podium that silenced the class.
"Sakagami."
Ryuen asked coldly,
"I remember you saying that the school evaluates students based on ability, and that points represent the school's assessment of us."
"Does that mean the points we get each month are connected to our abilities?"
"What does the school mean by ability? Academic performance? Athletic performance? Something else?"
"Let me answer your first question."
Kazuma Sakagami nodded, clearly satisfied.
"Yes. As for your second question, I can't tell you yet. You'll find out in time. All I can tell you is, don't treat this school like an ordinary one."
"..."
Ryuen narrowed his eyes but said nothing more. He turned to face the students below.
"You've seen the situation for yourselves. If you want more points in the future, you'll do what I say. Of course, I'm not asking you. I'm..."
"Ordering you!"
With that.
Ryuen turned to look at Prince Ganlongdao in the corner.
He could read most of the students in the class at a glance. Whether it was the Black guy or anyone else, Ryuen was confident he could make them submit if he spent enough time on them.
But the guy in front of him, who'd been sleeping since the beginning—
Ryuen couldn't even see his expression.
He just couldn't figure Prince Ganlongdao out...
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