Cuteness Was Worthless in the Face of Sexiness

"Suzune, have you come to terms with being placed in Class D—no, now Class A? Even though you got some uncertain information from me before, the way you're acting now is nothing like you."

"Is that so? What did you think I was like?"

Like in the original, would she have made a fuss and demanded to speak to the school administration? No, at the very least, she would've complained to Teacher Chabashira. But she hadn't acted like that at all just now. Of course, Ju Ji couldn't possibly say that out loud. That would be practically asking for trouble.

"I thought you'd be a little more aggressive."

Ju Ji replied, a little unsure. It was the most tactful way of putting it he could find in his meager vocabulary.

"If it had been the old me, I probably would've acted that way. But if someone as capable as you was placed in Class D, doesn't that prove the school's judgment is flawed? Besides, with your help, we'll never be stuck here."

Well, it seemed Suzune thought a little too highly of Ju Ji. There had been far too many strokes of luck behind Class D's smooth promotion to Class C. Sudo and Koenji had cooperated unexpectedly, and the class had agreed to follow the study plan after Hirata and Kikyo persuaded them.

Those were all uncertain factors. If even one of them hadn't worked out, they never would've gotten the result they had today. It had been a gamble, and he'd simply won.

Still, this success had earned him a little say in the class. Incidentally, after all his hard work lately, his skill [Hypnosis Lv1] had become [Hypnosis Lv2]. It now had a twenty percent success rate, and the effect of its suggestions had grown stronger. His other two skills were still at Lv1 because he hadn't used them much.

"Shinomiya, what was your reason for coming to this school? Further education? Or a job?"

"My uncle recommended this school to me. If I had to choose, I'd say further education."

One sign that Ju Ji's standing in the class had improved was that he'd finally managed to talk to Wang Meiyu, his deskmate. Big eyes, a petite and adorable figure, and dark blue twin tails that made her look even cuter—she was the type certain people with particular tastes would absolutely adore.

Still, considering they were deskmates, it had taken them a very long time to strike up a conversation. In a way, that meant they were both pretty bad at socializing.

But Wang Meiyu seemed to get along well with Kikyo. He often saw the two of them going out together. Then again, Kikyo got along well with everyone, so that wasn't much to go on.

"By the way, Wang Meiyu, are you Chinese? What brought you to this school?"

"Was that Chinese? Shinomiya, you speak it so fluently. That's amazing! Are you interested in China?"

"Of course. I've always loved Chinese culture. People like Zhuge Kongming, for example."

Ju Ji had grown up in China in his previous life. It was his first language, so of course he was fluent. If circumstances had allowed it, he could've even rattled off a string of Chinese curses.

"I see. That's wonderful. I came to Japan because of my father's job. I chose this school because it has a high college acceptance rate. I never expected something like this to happen."

Maybe it was because she had the advantage of being from a particular region, but Wang Meiyu was pretty cute. Actually, all the girls in the class were quite pretty. Could that be thanks to Ayanokoji's protagonist aura?

Well, managing to have a proper back-and-forth on their first conversation was already a big improvement for Ju Ji. Though the conversation ended when they ran out of things to talk about.

"You're that happy just because you managed to talk to a girl? How pathetic."

"Don't underestimate this conversation, Suzune. If we keep talking, we might even become friends. It's a good start. Why don't you try talking to people in our class, too?"

"No. There's no need. I don't want to get along with them."

At that moment, Ju Ji was like an unemployed person who'd finally found a job, eager to brag about it. Unfortunately, Suzune wasn't impressed. Ju Ji felt like he'd punched a cushion, his efforts utterly powerless.

"What are you doing?"

Suzune seemed to be copying something onto a sheet of paper.

"I'm listing every possible way we could lose points. That way, we can prevent our points from decreasing. Since we can't earn any points right now, this is the best course of action."

Things like being late or talking in class were unavoidable. That was why their class had lost four hundred points before.

"If I'm not mistaken, the midterms are the next event where we can earn a large number of points. The school probably won't let Class A build up a huge lead right from the start. Otherwise, there'd be no point in competing."

"A guess? What you told me last time was a guess, too. And everything you said turned out to be right. Honestly, are you really not the chairman's illegitimate son or something?"

"No. If I were the chairman's illegitimate son, I wouldn't be here."

Suzune's suspicions weren't unfounded. The reasons he'd given for how he'd learned all that information were, frankly, a little far-fetched. After all, he'd only made them up after he already knew the answers.

Besides, he wasn't some genius. It was only natural for there to be flaws in his logic, and it was understandable that someone clever would become suspicious.

What Suzune didn't know was that there really were people with connections at this school. One was Ayanokoji, the chairman's son. The chairman himself had arranged his admission. The other was his daughter, Sakayanagi Arisu, the real genius. She'd come to this school just for fun. Anyone who could win her over would surely be set for life. And she was a legal loli, too.

But Ju Ji wasn't interested in her. Cuteness was worthless in the face of sexiness; he preferred bigger ones. As he thought this, Ju Ji couldn't help glancing at Suzune's chest.

"You're thinking about something stupid, aren't you?"

Suzune seemed to notice Ju Ji's gaze. A powerful pressure radiated from her. Though she phrased it as a question, her tone was certain. Clearly, she knew exactly what he was like.

"Of course not. I was just thinking about how to handle the upcoming midterms."

"What, have you come up with anything?"

"Not at all... Wait, don't get mad. Getting angry is bad for your health. It'll make your breasts sag... Ow!"

"I knew you were thinking about something nasty!"

His frantic explanation only earned him an even harsher punishment. If only Suzune had a slightly better personality, she'd be the ideal partner. Still, the adorable Kikyo was much cuter... though she could be a handful sometimes, too.