New Arrival, Please Treat Me Well

A bus was moving at a steady speed.

In the back row by the window.

Sat a quiet young man.

The young man had delicate features, but his eyes lacked the clarity typical of his age, appearing somewhat seasoned instead.

"Sigh."

Shi Cheng let out a soft sigh, forcing himself to perk up.

Since he had made his choice, he should embrace the future.

After all, pessimism wouldn't change anything.

Besides, he wasn't exactly helpless.

Thinking this, Shi Cheng quietly raised a finger.

A faint spark of electricity danced on his fingertip before vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Having confirmed this power.

Shi Cheng regained his spirits, filled with anticipation for the future.

Although this world was dangerous.

Shi Cheng was very confident.

As long as he was given enough time, he would fear no danger.

It was precisely because this possibility existed.

That he was able to master the power of lightning.

Thinking back to the process of obtaining it.

Shi Cheng's youthful face flushed slightly.

He felt a bit sorry for her.

To stop enduring that torment, Shi Cheng had resolutely chosen to leave his starting point and come to this second location.

Watching the beautiful scenery fly past outside the window.

Shi Cheng's gaze gradually became firm.

Here, he would no longer have any psychological burden.

Screech!

Accompanied by a faint friction sound.

The destination had arrived.

After waiting a moment, Shi Cheng followed the last student off the bus.

Outside, the sun was bright, and the faint scent of flowers drifted by.

Shi Cheng looked closely.

The roads inside the school were lined with cherry blossom trees in full bloom.

The beautiful environment attracted every student who arrived here.

Shi Cheng was unimpressed.

Instead, he took out the brochure for Advanced Nurturing High School and looked at it again.

The school was correct.

Coupled with the rumors of a one hundred percent advancement and employment rate, he assumed many elites would gather here.

But one shouldn't judge things solely by their appearance.

Moreover, this was a completely closed-off school.

Shi Cheng had to be cautious.

Unfortunately.

If he didn't enroll, how could he distinguish the truth from the lies?

Shi Cheng shook his head to himself; it seemed he would have to enter the game himself.

Taking a deep breath.

Shi Cheng stepped onto the unknown path.

Following the signs, Shi Cheng successfully found his assigned class.

Class D, first year.

Listening to the cheerful chatter inside, Shi Cheng lowered his guard.

He walked into the classroom.

Groups of two or three people were gathered everywhere, and Shi Cheng intended to brazenly join them.

However, his peripheral vision caught a few other loners.

This made Shi Cheng, who had been wanting to go against his own heart, heave a sigh of relief.

He continued walking toward the inside with a natural expression.

His gaze swept across the room quickly.

Shi Cheng soon found his seat at a desk with a nameplate on it.

The location was quite average.

It was in the second-to-last row in the middle, two desks away from the window where one could see the scenery outside.

Shi Cheng, who had failed to obtain the protagonist treatment once again, felt a bit discouraged.

After sitting down.

Shi Cheng glanced toward the protagonist's seat.

That spot was occupied by a classmate with a poker face who showed no expression.

He looked like someone not to be trifled with at first glance.

Coupled with the nameplates that helped avoid unnecessary trouble.

Shi Cheng had no choice but to give up on the idea of switching seats.

"Is there something you need?"

Shi Cheng hadn't intended to look for trouble, but trouble had come knocking on his door.

Listening to the calm, ripple-free voice, Shi Cheng was even more convinced.

This person was indeed not to be trifled with.

Even though the words spoken were very polite, they lacked any emotional color.

Is this right?

Shi Cheng responded with a smile, saying something the other party would surely like, "Nothing, just thought you looked handsome."

"Thanks, you too."

The poker-faced student nodded indifferently, then stopped looking at him.

"Could you two please stop being so boring?"

Between the two of them, an ice-cold beauty who had been quietly reading a book, as if independent from everyone else, suddenly spoke up without expression.

"May I ask who you are?"

Considering that elites were all mavericks, Shi Cheng didn't find it very strange.

Horikita Suzune marked her place, closed the book gently, and turned her head to say, "There's no need for you to know, is there?"

She had always been this way, so she said it very naturally.

"That's true."

Shi Cheng nodded earnestly; exchanging names right now would indeed be a bit too rushed.

Returning to the previous topic, he stared at Horikita Suzune intently and, believing he understood, said, "From what I can see, you are the prettiest one in this class."

Having often received such comments, Horikita Suzune accepted the compliment calmly, her eyes turning slightly sharp as she said, "Small talk is over. Can you be quiet now?"

Shi Cheng raised an eyebrow.

Did she eat gunpowder or something?

Not intending to continue tolerating this, a very unconvinced Shi Cheng pointed toward the front.

"You aren't picking on me just because I'm alone and easy to bully, are you? Why don't you ask them to be quiet?"

Out of consideration for her being a girl, Shi Cheng decided to reason with her first.

There was no panic in Horikita Suzune's eyes from being confronted; she even looked toward the front quite calmly.

In her view, these were all useless social interactions.

But choosing between the two.

Shi Cheng was undoubtedly the one at a disadvantage.

Because his side was just awkward small talk, and it was devoid of substance.

It wasn't about who he was talking to.

Horikita Suzune looked down on him with a haughty expression and said lightly, "It's not that. I just thought you were a bit better than them, but it seems I was wrong."

Hearing these sarcastic words, Shi Cheng was instantly furious.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly; he couldn't take it anymore.

Just then.

A warm, humble voice, like a little sun, rang out and eased the hostility in Shi Cheng's heart.

"Everyone, while the teacher hasn't arrived yet, why don't we introduce ourselves? That way we can integrate into the class quickly. What do you think?"

With his good looks and gentle voice, he immediately received a chorus of agreement from many of the girls.

Having gained the approval of the majority, Hirata Yosuke was the first to deliver a standard, textbook self-introduction.

"My name is Hirata Yosuke, but please just call me Yosuke. I like sports and plan to join the school's soccer club. I look forward to working with you all."

Not only was he sunny, but he also loved sports.

Already having captured the gazes of a large group of girls, he turned that attention into something even more intense at this moment.

Considering it was only the first day of school, everyone was still not very familiar with each other.

The shoe lockers would likely take a few days to be filled with love letters.

With Hirata Yosuke setting the example, the others began to liven up as well.

After all, everyone who came here belonged to the elite.

It was impossible for anyone to want to spend three years in isolation.

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng cast a subtle glance at Horikita Suzune.

Based on his impression just now, could she be the exception?

"Hmm?" Not expecting his covert action to be discovered, Horikita Suzune let out a displeased hum.

Shi Cheng had no intention of explaining, simply withdrawing his gaze calmly.

Perhaps because someone else was introducing themselves, Horikita Suzune did not press the issue.

"My name is Yamauchi Haruki. In middle school, I was the ace pitcher for the baseball team and participated in the national tournament. I'm currently recovering from an injury."

Listening to this exaggerated boasting, Shi Cheng was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the surprised reactions of the people around him.

Shi Cheng understood.

It turned out he just wanted his classmates to get to know him quickly.

Shi Cheng nodded, acknowledging Yamauchi Haruki.

As the introductions continued.

Shi Cheng also easily got to know the other students in the class.

On a bus traveling at a steady speed.

In the back row by the window.

Sat a quiet young man.

The boy had delicate features, but his eyes lacked the clarity typical of his age, appearing somewhat seasoned instead.

"Sigh."

Shi Cheng let out a soft sigh, forcing himself to perk up.

Since he had made his choice, he should embrace the future.

After all, pessimism wouldn't change anything.

What's more, he wasn't exactly powerless.

Thinking this, Shi Cheng quietly raised a finger.

A faint current of electricity danced on his fingertip before vanishing without a trace in an instant.

After confirming this power.

Shi Cheng regained his spirits, full of longing for the future.

Although this world was dangerous.

Shi Cheng was very confident.

As long as he was given enough time, he would fear no danger.

It was precisely because this possibility existed.

That he was able to master the power of lightning.

Thinking of the process of obtaining it.

Shi Cheng's youthful face flushed slightly.

He felt a bit sorry for her.

In order to no longer endure this torment, Shi Cheng resolutely chose to leave his starting point and come to this second check-in location.

Watching the beautiful scenery flying past outside the window.

Shi Cheng's gaze gradually became firm.

Here, he would no longer have any psychological burden.

Screech!

Accompanied by a faint friction sound.

The destination had been reached.

After waiting a moment, Shi Cheng followed the last student off the bus.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and a faint scent of flowers drifted through the air.

Shi Cheng fixed his gaze ahead.

The roads within the school were lined with cherry blossom trees in full bloom.

The beautiful environment captivated every student who arrived here.

Shi Cheng, however, was unimpressed.

Instead, he took out the brochure for Advanced Nurturing High School and looked it over once more.

This was definitely the right school.

Coupled with the rumors of a one-hundred-percent advancement and employment rate, it was likely that many elites would gather here.

But one cannot judge things solely by their surface.

Moreover, this was a completely closed-off school.

Shi Cheng had to be cautious.

Unfortunately.

If he didn't enroll, how could he discern the truth from the lies?

Shi Cheng shook his head to himself; it seemed he would have to enter the game himself.

He took a deep breath.

Shi Cheng stepped onto the unknown path.

Following the guidance of the signs, Shi Cheng successfully found his classroom.

Class D, first year.

Hearing the cheerful discussions inside, Shi Cheng lowered his guard.

He walked into the classroom.

Groups of two or three were gathered everywhere, and Shi Cheng had originally intended to brazenly join them.

However, his peripheral vision caught sight of a few loners.

This brought a sense of relief to Shi Cheng, who had been prepared to act against his nature.

With a natural expression, he continued walking further inside.

His gaze swept across the room quickly.

Shi Cheng soon found his seat at a desk with a nameplate on it.

The position was quite average.

It was in the second-to-last row in the middle, separated from the window that offered a view of the outside by two desks.

Shi Cheng felt a bit discouraged that he hadn't managed to secure the protagonist's seat once again.

After sitting down.

Shi Cheng glanced toward the protagonist's seat.

It was occupied by a student with an expressionless, poker face.

He looked like someone not to be trifled with at first glance.

Plus, with the nameplates there to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Shi Cheng had no choice but to abandon the idea of switching seats.

"Is there something you need?"

Shi Cheng hadn't intended to look for trouble, but trouble had come knocking on his door.

Listening to the calm, ripple-free tone, Shi Cheng was even more convinced.

This person was indeed not to be trifled with.

Even though the words were very polite, they lacked any emotional color.

Was this right?

Shi Cheng responded with a smile, saying something the other person would surely like, "Nothing, just thought you looked handsome."

"Thank you, you as well."

The poker-faced student nodded indifferently, then stopped looking at him.

"Could you two please not be so boring?"

Between the two of them, an ice-cold beauty who had been quietly reading a book, as if independent from everyone else, suddenly spoke up without expression.

"May I ask who you are?"

Considering that elites were all mavericks, Shi Cheng didn't find it strange at all.

Horikita Suzune noted down the location she had seen, closed the book gently, and turned her head to say, "There's no need for you to know, is there?"

She had always been this way, so she spoke quite naturally.

"That's true."

Shi Cheng nodded earnestly; exchanging names right now would indeed be a bit too hasty.

Returning to the previous topic, Shi Cheng stared intently at Horikita Suzune, believing he understood, and said, "From what I can see, you are the prettiest person in this class."

Having received such comments often, Horikita Suzune accepted the compliment calmly, her gaze sharpening slightly as she said, "The small talk is over. Can you be quiet now?"

Shi Cheng raised an eyebrow.

Did she eat gunpowder or something?

Not intending to continue holding back, Shi Cheng pointed forward, feeling quite indignant.

"You aren't picking on me just because I'm alone and look like an easy target, are you? Why don't you ask them to be quiet?"

Out of consideration for her being a girl, Shi Cheng decided to try reasoning with her first.

There was no panic in Horikita Suzune's eyes from being deliberately provoked; she even looked toward the front with indifference.

In her view, all of this was useless socializing.

But if she had to choose between the two.

Shi Cheng was undoubtedly the one at a disadvantage.

Because his side of the conversation was awkward and lacked any substance.

It wasn't about who he was talking to.

Horikita Suzune looked down on him with a haughty expression and said airily, "It's not quite that, I just thought you were better than them. It seems I was wrong."

Hearing this sarcastic remark, Shi Cheng was instantly fuming.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly; he couldn't take it anymore.

Just then.

A warm, humble voice, like a little sun, rang out, soothing the hostility in Shi Cheng's heart.

"Everyone, while the teacher hasn't arrived yet, why don't we introduce ourselves? It'll help us integrate into the class quickly. What do you think?"

With his good looks and gentle voice, he immediately received responses from many of the girls.

Having gained the approval of the majority, Hirata Yosuke was the first to provide a standard template for self-introduction.

"My name is Hirata Yosuke. You can just call me Yosuke. I like sports and plan to join the school's soccer club. Please take care of me."

Not only was he sunny, but he also loved sports.

Already drawing the gaze of a large group of girls, he turned that attention into intense focus at this moment.

Considering it was only the first day of school, everyone wasn't very familiar with each other yet.

The shoe lockers would probably be filled with love letters in a few days.

With Hirata Yosuke setting the example, the others became active as well.

After all, everyone who came here belonged to the elite.

It was impossible for anyone to want to spend three years all alone.

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng cast a subtle glance at Horikita Suzune.

Based on his impression just now, could she be the exception?

"Hmm?" Not expecting his stealthy movement to be discovered, Horikita Suzune let out a displeased hum.

Shi Cheng had no intention of explaining, simply withdrawing his gaze calmly.

Perhaps because someone was currently introducing themselves, Horikita Suzune didn't press the issue.

"My name is Yamauchi Haruki. In middle school, I was the ace pitcher for the baseball team and participated in the national tournament. I'm currently recovering from an injury."

Listening to this exaggerated boasting, Shi Cheng was dumbfounded.

He looked at the surprised reactions of the people around him.

Shi Cheng realized.

It turned out he just wanted his classmates to get to know him quickly.

Shi Cheng nodded, acknowledging Yamauchi Haruki.

As the introductions continued.

Shi Cheng also easily got to know the other classmates in the class.