Chapter 6

Being accepted into the school is fate, I suppose. A wise man submits to circumstances; to achieve my goal, I don't mind being a study companion at all. As long as I succeed, the method doesn't matter. To put it bluntly, I'm just a Libra trying to find a balance between my father's expectations and my own thoughts. But a certain young master seems somewhat dissatisfied... "I told you already, I don't need some study companion boy! Kitazawa, you're overstepping your bounds." The guy sitting nearby with his legs crossed on the desk, checking himself in a mirror, was naturally that self-important, beauty-obsessed young master. "Rokusuke, be polite to Mr. Go." Koenji's mother said, but those words clearly didn't reach her son's ears. "Ma'am, it's quite alright." "Sigh, if only this child were as sensible as Minya... He just never learns how to get along with others. Now that he's entering that full-boarding school, it's truly worrying..." A flash of anxiety crossed the woman's eyes; knowing some of the inside story, she didn't hold high hopes for her son. I had also heard from my father that the dropout rate at this school was exceptionally high, likely due to some sort of elimination-based competitive education. "Actually, Minya is the same way among his peers... Don't worry, it's just a so-called rebellious phase. The young master is so clever, he will surely give you a satisfactory answer. At the school, Minya will definitely take good care of young master Koenji." That is, provided he doesn't go out of his way to court disaster! Hearing this, I glanced at Koenji, and coincidentally, he seemed to be observing me as well. "Please! Rokusuke, you must help each other and get along well with Minya over these three years! I have an appointment later, so I won't stay long." The woman pressed her cheek against her precious son's, to which the young master Koenji reacted with visible disgust. "I'll see you out." My father gave me a "you know what to do" look and followed them out. That look probably meant what he said last night: I must ensure young master Koenji doesn't drop out, even if it means I have to drop out myself. In any case, even if I were expelled, I could still secure a good position in the Koenji family's business later in life. I smiled bitterly and shook my head slightly. For a moment, the office was left with only the two of us, high school boys, and the atmosphere became quite awkward. "Koenji... young master?" I didn't have much experience interacting with such a weirdo, and having rarely seen him before, my impression of Koenji Rokusuke was limited to the occasional banquets and gatherings held by their family. "Just call me Koenji. As for 'young master' and the like, I'm not some child who needs a nanny." Unexpectedly, this self-centered guy Koenji Rokusuke actually cared about how others perceived him. "Don't misunderstand, I just don't want you to do that; it's not beautiful at all." As if he had heard the monologue in my heart, Koenji immediately added a sentence. Is this his own unique aesthetic? Indeed, being in high school and having a nanny accompany you to school doesn't exactly qualify as beautiful... No, wait, I'm supposed to be a study companion, not a nanny. "Then, Koenji-kun. Please take care of me for the next three years." "There's no need for that. You went through such rigorous preparation to get into this school; it's not entirely to help your father curry favor with our family, is it?" Koenji's words were sharp and hit the mark. "Indeed, I am just an ordinary Japanese high school student, and there isn't much I can do." "So, how about we leave each other alone? Rest assured, even if I get expelled, I will never blame you. You enjoy your high school life, and I will practice my beautiful life." Koenji proposed. "That won't do, Koenji-kun. I gave my word to my father." After thinking about it, I rejected his proposal. "What a pity. It seems I overestimated you. A subordinate who doesn't listen to their superior is not a good subordinate." "That's because I'm not your subordinate yet." "You're not my subordinate, yet you have the resolve to sacrifice yourself for me?" Koenji seemed interested. "Not for you, but for my father. I am, at the very least, a man of his word." I said to this guy who thought so highly of himself. I am helping you to repay my father, nothing more. "Hahahaha! So that's how it is, so that's how it is. It was I who misunderstood you... Then, Minya boy, once we enter the school, I permit you to fight for me!" Koenji's mind shifted gears immediately, looking as if he had discovered something interesting, even changing the way he addressed me to something strange. "It's great that you're willing to cooperate." Although I knew he had no good intentions, at least he agreed to my actions in name, and I began to understand how this guy played his cards. "Cooperate? That doesn't exist." Heh... I knew it wouldn't be that simple. He plays the role of the carefree young master, and I clean up the mess behind him; I can already picture it. Taking a dead weight with me to pit my wits against the best high school students in Japan. Well, my high school life is bound to be colorful. Author's note: Can't wait for Kinugasa to drag his feet! I'll just start a new book for fun; I'll update it whenever I'm not slacking off. This book doesn't follow Kinugasa's tropes; after all, the protagonist doesn't slack off either, so I reckon it'll leave Kinugasa in the dust. The world line has changed significantly, though the only thing that might remain the same is that Ayanokoji is the final winner, right? So, let's step into this school from another perspective together! First-person perspective, 3D motion sickness warning! Volume 1: First Signs of Brilliance : 1 Confidence is the First Secret to Success. Confidence is the first secret to success. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson "Koenji-kun, where are you going? My father's driver is coming to pick us up." Just after stepping out of my father's office, Koenji nearly slipped out of my sight, which left me feeling helpless as I was prepared to get to know him better. "I've been sitting for so long, I intend to go move around." Koenji only said half of what he meant, not knowing if it was a test for me or if he was simply too lazy to be wordy. "Are we taking the bus? That's not bad either. After all, it's the first day of school; taking a private car might be a bit too showy." I quickly followed his footsteps. This guy strode along with such long steps, not fearing he'd pull a muscle, which made me feel a strange sense of admiration. "Not bad! Occasionally letting the commoners feel my beauty up close is not bad either..." Koenji said, smoothing his proud golden hair, expressing satisfaction with my ability to understand him. So that's it; besides acting on impulse, his actions must also follow the principle of "beauty"? What a guy with a unique worldview... "What does Koenji-kun mean by beauty?" I couldn't help but ask. "Haha! Minya boy, you wouldn't want to discuss with me whether the definition of beauty exists objectively, would you? Well, indeed, you could say this is so-called idealism. But I am so excellent, there's nothing wrong with idealism based on me, is there?" Seeing through what I was thinking, it seems Koenji is already used to discussing such matters. "Heh, Koenji-kun, you certainly have the capital to be confident."