The Five Hegemons Aggregate

Advanced Nurturing College.

In the sweltering heat of summer, the piercing sound of cicadas echoed incessantly throughout the campus, which was filled with the vibrant atmosphere of youth.

The young man walked along the tree-lined path with his hands in his pockets, looking nonchalant. Many students were enrolling today, and every face was brimming with happy smiles, full of anticipation for this unknown campus.

There was no discernible expression on the young man's face, though his eyes lingered on each person for a few seconds, as if he were observing them.

"Oh~ I never would have guessed. Looking so honest, yet secretly a... and this girl, who looks quite cute, actually has a different side to her."

The young man silently critiqued everyone in his heart. As for why he was able to make such judgments, it stemmed from the labels floating above everyone's heads that only he could see.

He was a transmigrator. In his previous life, he was an ordinary anime enthusiast from Blue Star who had accidentally crossed over into this world.

However, he didn't possess any powerful cheat codes; he only had the ability to see the labels of others.

What saddened him was that the world he had transmigrated into was an anime world he was familiar with from his past life—Classroom of the Elite.

Lacking confidence in his own intellect, his face soured the moment he saw the name of this school.

But fortunately, besides being able to see others' labels, he also possessed some unique traits belonging to a transmigrator.

That was, he was a collection of the characteristics of the School Five Tyrants.

The physical prowess of Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, the smooth-talking nature of Sakuta Azusagawa, the looks of Houtarou Oreki, the scumbag attributes of Ito Makoto, and the name of Hachiman Hikigaya.

That's right, the young man's name was Hachiman Hikigaya, and he was a first-year freshman at this Advanced Nurturing College.

Many gazes gathered on Hachiman Hikigaya. Possessing the perfect looks that earned the reputation of "out of the thousands of anime male leads, Houtarou Oreki claims half," Hachiman Hikigaya only had to stand there to draw the attention of countless young girls.

Hachiman smiled lightly, looking at the JK girls filling the grounds. Perhaps this could be considered a perk of transmigration.

In his previous life, he never had the pleasure of such a sight.

"Tell me, how long do you intend to keep following me?"

Suddenly, the long-haired girl walking in front of Hachiman stopped in her tracks and spoke in a slightly cold tone.

Looking up, the girl had her name and her exclusive labels floating above her head.

Suzune Horikita, labels: [Gifted], [Brother Complex].

So this was the future leader of Class D, Suzune Horikita?

The plot regarding Horikita surfaced in Hachiman's mind. She prided herself on having abilities far beyond her peers, but in reality, at this stage, she was nowhere near the level of the leaders of other classes.

She could probably only be considered a... beautiful girl with a sharp mind.

"What do you mean by that?" Hachiman asked back, puzzled.

The figure turned around, allowing Hachiman to see her exquisite face.

There was no expression on her face; it was chillingly cold, and her eyes revealed a sharp, piercing aura.

"You have been following me ever since we got off the bus. May I ask what your business is?"

Horikita stated her reasons logically and added, "Furthermore, you were observing me the entire time on the bus. I don't believe excuses like 'coincidence' will satisfy me."

Hachiman scratched his cheek. She wasn't wrong; checking the labels of others out of boredom was his habit.

As for why he was following her...

"Actually, I was just heading to the dormitory. We just happened to be going the same way."

The dormitories for boys and girls at this school were not separated; they lived in the same building.

Horikita's sharp gaze did not soften, as she tried to find evidence of a lie in Hachiman's eyes. After a few seconds passed, Horikita said nothing more, turned around, and headed toward the dormitory.

Hachiman let out a soft sigh of relief. Being suspected by a girl of being a creepy stalker was a truly unpleasant feeling.

This time, Hachiman didn't rush to follow. Instead, he waited until Horikita was out of his sight before moving forward again, so as to avoid any further misunderstandings.

"Still, her personality is quite interesting. She looks like an ice queen, but who would have thought that such a Suzune Horikita is secretly a brother-con who idolizes her brother?

Come to think of it, I suppose I'm a bit of a brother-con myself, hehe..."

Class 1-D, this was the class Hachiman had been assigned to.

There were only four classes in each grade, and Class D was the lowest-ranked one.

Hachiman couldn't wrap his head around it. He had the looks, the athletic ability, and the grades—why was he assigned to this class, which was known as the home of the defective?

There weren't many students yet, and those in the classroom were starting to get to know each other. After all, they would be classmates from now on; if they didn't build a good social circle in advance, their future campus life would be very difficult.

Following the nameplate on the desk, Hachiman found his seat, located at the very back of the class by the window.

The back row by the window—the home of the king.

Hachiman smiled lightly; this seat really suited him.

As a collection of the renowned School Five Tyrants, he was worthy of this position.

Not long after he sat down, the number of students in the classroom began to increase.

Many found their seats and sat down, looking around the classroom with unease, their eyes scanning their surroundings cautiously, hoping to find a student who looked somewhat approachable to talk to, beginning the most difficult part of making conversation.

Resting his cheek on one hand, Hachiman turned his gaze toward the scenery outside the window.

You have to admit, for such a small island nation, the scenery is truly top-tier.

However, despite his looks being enough to attract the gaze of many young girls, why hadn't anyone come up to talk to him yet?

Could this be what they call an aura of dominance?

Hachiman Hikigaya really wanted to find someone to chat with; the soul of snarky commentary within him was becoming hard to suppress!

At this moment, a somewhat cold figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

Turning his head to look, the person who arrived was, coincidentally, Suzune Horikita, the girl with whom he had already had a misunderstanding.

Noticing Hachiman at the neighboring desk, Suzune sighed helplessly.

"My luck seems a bit bad today," she murmured to herself.

With a slight twitch of his lips, Hachiman turned his head away.

"I didn't even do anything, yet you've already pinned a bad impression on me."

"You fit that impression perfectly."

"With such a fiery temper, could it be that you're on your period today?" Hachiman muttered in a voice only he could hear.

Another person arrived in the classroom, and as if sensing something, Hachiman's gaze was drawn to him.

At the classroom entrance, a stoic boy with a blank expression stood there, surveying the room.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, tags: [Artificial Genius] [Top-tier IQ] [Top-tier Combat Ability]

Advanced Nurturing College.

In the scorching Natsuhi, the shrill chirping of cicadas rose and fell, echoing throughout the campus filled with the scent of youth.

The boy had his hands in his pockets, walking nonchalantly along the tree-lined path. There were many students enrolling today, each with a happy smile on their face, full of anticipation for this unknown campus.

There was no expression on the boy's face, but his eyes lingered on each person for a few seconds, as if he were observing them.

Oh~ I never would have guessed. He looks honest, but behind the scenes he's a... And this girl, who looks quite cute, actually has a different side to her.

The boy secretly evaluated everyone in his heart. As for why he could make such evaluations, it stemmed from the tags floating above everyone's heads that only he could see.

He was a transmigrator, a regular anime fan from Blue Star in his past life who had accidentally crossed over into this world.

However, he didn't have any powerful cheat codes, only the ability to see the tags of others.

What made him sad was that the world he had transmigrated into was an anime world he was familiar with from his past life—Classroom of the Elite.

Lacking confidence in his own intellect, he had frowned the moment he saw the name of this school.

But fortunately, besides being able to see others' tags, he also possessed some strange traits belonging to a transmigrator.

That was, he had gathered the characteristics of the School Five Tyrants.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's combat ability, Sakuta Azusagawa's snarky wit, Houtarou Oreki's looks, Ito Makoto's scumbag attributes, and Hachiman Hikigaya's... name.

That's right, the boy's name was Hachiman Hikigaya, and he was a first-year student at this Advanced Nurturing College.

Many gazes in the vicinity gathered on Hachiman Hikigaya. Possessing the perfect looks that earned him the reputation of "There are millions of anime male leads, and Houtarou Oreki takes half," Hachiman Hikigaya only had to stand there to have countless young girls watching him.

Hachiman smiled lightly, looking at the high school girls everywhere; perhaps this could be considered a perk of transmigration.

In his past life, he never had the pleasure of seeing such sights.

"Tell me, how long do you intend to keep following me?"

Suddenly, the long-haired figure in front of Hachiman stopped, and she spoke in a somewhat cold tone.

Looking up, the girl had her name and her exclusive tags floating above her head.

Suzune Horikita, tags: [Exceptional Talent] [Brother Complex]

So this was the future leader of Class D, Suzune Horikita?

The plot regarding Suzune surfaced in Hachiman's mind. She prided herself on having abilities far beyond her peers, but in reality, at this stage, she was nowhere near the level of the leaders of other classes.

She could probably only be considered a... smart-looking beauty.

"What do you mean by that?" Hachiman asked, puzzled.

The figure turned around, allowing Hachiman to see her delicate features.

There was no expression on her face; it was chillingly cold, and her eyes revealed a sharp aura.

"You've been following me ever since we got off the bus. May I ask what business you have?"

Suzune stated her reasons logically and added, "Besides, you were observing me the entire time on the bus. I don't think excuses like 'coincidence' will work on me."

Hachiman scratched his cheek. She wasn't wrong; checking the tags of others out of boredom was his habit.

As for why he was following her...

"Actually, I was just heading to the dorms. We just happened to be going the same way."

The boys' and girls' dorms at this school were not separated; they lived in the same dormitory building.

Suzune's sharp gaze didn't soften, as if she wanted to find evidence of a lie in Hachiman's eyes. After a few seconds, Suzune didn't say anything more and turned to walk toward the dorms.

Hachiman let out a soft sigh of relief. Being suspected by a girl of being a creepy stalker—that was a truly unpleasant feeling.

This time, Hachiman Hikigaya did not rush to follow her; instead, he waited until Suzune Horikita was out of his line of sight before moving forward again, avoiding any further misunderstandings.

"Still, her personality is quite interesting. She looks like an ice queen, but who would have guessed that a Suzune Horikita like this is secretly a sister-complex who idolizes her brother? Come to think of it, I suppose I'm a bit of a brother-complex myself, hehe..."

Class D of the first year—this was the class Hachiman Hikigaya had been assigned to.

There were only four classes in each grade, and Class D was the worst of them all.

Hachiman Hikigaya racked his brains but couldn't understand why he, with his looks, athletic ability, and academic prowess, had been assigned to this class known as the dumping ground for the defective.

There weren't many students yet, and those in the classroom were beginning to get to know one another. After all, they would be classmates from now on; if they didn't build a good social circle early, their future school life would be quite difficult.

Following the nameplate on the desk, Hachiman Hikigaya found his seat, located at the very back of the classroom by the window.

The back row by the window—the homeland of kings.

Hachiman Hikigaya smiled faintly; this seat really suited him.

As a composite of the renowned School Five Tyrants, he was worthy of this position.

Not long after he sat down, more students began to fill the classroom.

Many found their seats and looked around the room uneasily, their gazes scanning their surroundings cautiously, hoping to find someone who looked friendly enough to talk to, beginning the most difficult phase of striking up a conversation.

Resting his cheek on one hand, Hachiman Hikigaya turned his gaze toward the scenery outside the window.

You have to admit, for such a small island nation, the scenery really is top-tier.

But then again, even though his looks were enough to attract the gaze of many young girls, why hadn't anyone come to talk to him yet?

Could this be what they call the aura of a king?

Hachiman Hikigaya really wanted to find someone to chat with, too; the soul of a chatterbox within him was becoming hard to suppress!

Just then, a somewhat cold figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

Turning his head, he saw that the person who had arrived was none other than the girl he had the misunderstanding with, Suzune Horikita.

Noticing Hachiman Hikigaya at the neighboring desk, Suzune Horikita sighed helplessly.

"My luck seems a bit poor today," she murmured to herself.

The corner of Hachiman Hikigaya's mouth twitched slightly as he turned his head away.

"I haven't even done anything, yet you've already pinned a bad impression on me."

"You fit that impression quite well."

"With such a prickly temper, could it be that you're on your period today?" Hachiman Hikigaya muttered in a voice only he could hear.

Another person arrived in the classroom, and as if sensing something, Hachiman Hikigaya's gaze was drawn to him.

At the classroom entrance, a stoic boy with a blank expression stood there, surveying the room.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, entries: [Artificial Genius] [Top-tier Intelligence] [Top-tier Combat Ability]