I, Fujiang, Am No Golden-Haired Loser

Inside the school building

The sound of footsteps echoed, growing closer and closer.

Two figures appeared at the stairwell—none other than Yuki Gyakukai and Tomie Hanyu, who had come to this school.

The two walked one behind the other. Though their strides didn't match, the sound of shoes striking the floor wasn't chaotic; it rang out like musical notes, crisp and rhythmic.

"Do we really need to run this fast? This is where we'll be spending the next three years, you know." The girl's voice was sweet and soft, a mischievous smile curling on her fair face.

[Tomie—Image]

Tomie Hanyu watched the guy ahead who was holding her hand without even glancing back, feeling a swell of triumph in her heart.

Savoring the warmth of that broad palm, the glee in her eyes was impossible to hide. As expected, no one could resist her charm.

With that, she took a big step forward, quickly catching up to Yuki Gyakukai's side, and slipped her arm, hidden beneath her school uniform, around his.

Looking down at Tomie Hanyu, whose height only reached his shoulder, Yuki Gyakukai felt a headache coming on.

"And whose fault do you think all this is? My dear fiancée?"

"As a monster, you should have some self-awareness. I don't want my peaceful school life disrupted by you."

Watching this man whose eyes were full of her, Tomie Hanyu, who had been a bit annoyed by the scolding, furrowed her brows and let out a light huff.

This damn bastard of a man. As a live-in son-in-law, he should act like one!

Shouldn't protecting his most adorable fiancée be his duty?

Decision made!

She wouldn't say a single word to him until tonight.

But just as Tomie decided to stop responding to Yuki Gyakukai's words, the next moment: "So, from now on, when you go out, you have to call me, got it? Even if it's a pain, I'm your fiancé after all."

"Is that your way of caring about me?" Her eyes lit up, almost imperceptibly.

"Not at all. I'm just afraid that after three years of graduation, I'll be bringing a pile of Tomies back home."

Tomie-type creatures were terrifying. As long as even a tiny bit of biological tissue remained in the world, it would regenerate into a new Tomie.

The Hanyu family had used this trick more than once to unexpectedly kill off rival families.

"Ha? You're as selfish as ever, you bastard!"

With that, she stopped paying attention to Yuki Gyakukai and sulked on her own.

Watching his fiancée like this, he found it a bit amusing.

She was grinding her silver teeth audibly, her pretty brows twisted into a knot, yet she still forced a strained smile.

Tomie was as tsundere as ever.

This engaged couple walked quietly along the indoor corridor, chatting idly now and then.

As if remembering something, Yuki Gyakukai stopped, turned around, and stared straight into his fiancée's eyes.

"By the way, I originally wanted to go to Suzuran or Fuurin. Why did you drag me to this school?"

Tomie said nothing, just smiled sweetly at the infuriating man before her.

What could she say?

She couldn't very well tell him directly that she'd chosen this school because it had three years of no contact with the outside world, giving her a chance to be alone with him, and that's why she'd forced him here, right?

Saying that would make her, Tomie Hanyu, seem way too tsundere.

And everyone knew tsundere meant losing dog.

She, Tomie Hanyu, would absolutely never be a losing dog. This dog of a man would definitely fall at her feet!

Soon, the two had arrived at the classroom for first-year Class B.

It seemed they'd come too early; the entire Class B classroom had only a few scattered people.

And they looked a bit too shy—most were sitting in their seats.

But judging by their furtive glances around, they were clearly eager to talk to others, or rather, to find their own kind.

In Japanese student society, when entering an unfamiliar environment, to adapt to that unfamiliar environment, one had to find a group with shared interests.

The purpose of this was to establish one's place in the group, ensuring they weren't isolated.

After all, not fitting in meant being unpopular, which could easily lead to rejection by the group, becoming a fringe figure in the class, or even facing bullying.

If you didn't fit in from the start, imagining spending three years at this school was truly a terrifying thought.

Entering the classroom, Yuki Gyakukai quickly swept his gaze around. To his slight disappointment, he didn't see the golden-pink-haired great angel from his memories, the one with a clear memory node.

But the disappointment only lasted a moment—after all, since she was in Class B, he'd meet her soon enough.

"Sss!"

A sharp pain shot through his waist. Feeling the familiar force at his side, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

"What are you staring at? Your adorable fiancée is right here beside you, yet you're ogling other women. How rude!"

Tomie put deliberate emphasis on the word "fiancée," her cold gaze sweeping over the others in Class B.

The commotion at the door drew everyone in Class B's attention. They all turned to see the pair standing at the entrance—a couple radiating both good looks and charm... or were they?

Given how intimate they seemed, they had to be a couple, right?

Otherwise, there was no way anyone could be this familiar with someone on the very first day of school.

Inside the classroom, regardless of gender, everyone was unconsciously captivated by Tomie Hanyu and Yuki Gyakukai as they slowly walked in from the doorway.

The sound of gulping echoed repeatedly.

'Whoa! Why am I having such bad thoughts!'

'That spot... Tomie Hanyu? She's so beautiful—delicate features, jet-black long hair, small and cute ears, those utterly stunning hands as slender as willow branches. This is completely unfair!'

'I kind of want to cut those hands off and keep them... what do I do... no, why would I think that?! But I just love them so much!'

Under everyone's gaze, the two found their seats.

As luck would have it, their seats were right next to each other, and both were in the back row of the classroom.

"Alright, found our spots. Tomie, you stay in the classroom and solidify your queen status. I'm going out to scout for information." Yuki Gyakukai, seated by the window in the back row, looked out at the flow of people through the glass.

"You're leaving me alone in the classroom? Is that okay?" Tomie said, glancing sidelong at the burning stares around her.

Yuki clicked his tongue twice in annoyance, casting a slightly disdainful look at Tomie, who was putting on a pitiful act. He reached out with his free hand, grabbed her head, and ruffled her hair vigorously.

"They don't know you, but I do. These few people in the classroom aren't even enough for you to take on alone, let alone with your overwhelming charm. A few words from you, and you'd have them fighting among themselves."

"By the time they're done, they probably won't have even touched your toenail."

"Alright, just stay put in the classroom. This weird school definitely has a lot of strange rules. I'm going to check things out."

Watching Yuki Gyukakui's retreating figure, a furious Tomie swung her little fists at his back in the air. Her once-smooth black hair was now a complete mess.

"Such an unromantic guy... I might as well have been flirting with a dog..."

Once the footsteps in the hallway faded away, the previously subdued members of Class B stood up one after another and began to surround Tomie Hanyu, who was busy fixing her hair.