Interesting soul

The break between classes ended.

You En slipped into the classroom right as the last class was about to start, forcing himself not to look at the face of that certain black-haired, long-haired beauty.

The last class was Chabashira Sae's history lesson.

The somewhat seductive homeroom teacher with red hair walked in, pulled a textbook from the drawer, flipped through a few pages, and closed it.

Chabashira glanced at You En.

Forget it, it wasn't time for her to put in effort yet. She'd just keep coasting along. For now, she still couldn't see any potential in him.

"Self-study the first two chapters, then do your own thing. If you don't understand something, ask a classmate first. If you really can't figure it out, look it up on the school website. Don't bother me."

The class erupted in murmurs. To be honest, among all the teachers they'd met so far, the homeroom teacher was the most unprofessional—she didn't act like a teacher at all.

Chabashira Sae ignored most of the idiots in the room, lost in her own world, her thoughts unknown.

"What do we do?"

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's voice came over.

You En leaned back in his chair, tilted his head toward him, and said sideways, "How about you teach me?"

"I don't get this either. History feels really hard."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was always careful to maintain his crafted persona.

"Oh, then I'll teach you."

You En said cheerfully, "Even though I'm not that great at it, it should be enough to teach you."

Horikita Suzune reached out, pressed her hand on You En's head, and pushed him back.

"If you two are going to chat, can you not do it right next to me?"

"It's clearly studying,"

You En turned around, found it inconvenient, and swiveled his chair all the way around. "Let me tell you a bit of history."

Horikita Suzune warned, "Aren't you kind of ignoring class discipline here?"

You En nodded at Ayanokoji very amiably, "It's fine. Little Chabashira said we could ask classmates, right? So let me give Ayanokoji, who's bad at history, a little lesson on relevant knowledge."

You En cleared his throat, ignoring Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's helpless expression, and said with a straight face, "During NASA's moon landing project in the US, a few Native Americans passed by and asked curiously what they were doing.

The staff enthusiastically explained it to them, so they asked if they could send a note to the people on the moon. NASA thought it was interesting and agreed. The note was written in an ancient Native American language, and it took a lot of people to decipher it..."

At the end, You En mysteriously pulled a small crumpled paper ball from his palm, solemnly unfolded it, showed it to them, and said, "Venmo me 50."

"Sigh,"

Horikita Suzune closed her eyes, finally relenting with a soft sigh.

"Are you that short on points?... I could lend you some more."

"No, no, I really don't have anywhere to use points. I was just playing a meme... you just didn't get it."

You En's meme fell flat with no one understanding, but he wasn't embarrassed. Mainly because his inner self was strong enough—definitely not because his skin was thick enough.

He could only finish the joke. "The message the Native Americans left was—'Moon people, don't trust them. They've come to steal your land.'"

"That's... not history, is it?"

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka felt a bit foolish for listening seriously and reviewing his own knowledge base. If that was history, then everything he'd ever learned about history would have been violated.

Horikita Suzune sat up very straight.

"I have a question."

You En put on a teacher's airs, dragging out a thick nasal tone, "Mmm~ Go ahead."

Horikita Suzune hinted meaningfully, "If there are people on the moon, does the moon belong to them?"

"Huh?"

You En hadn't thought about that. After a moment's consideration, he realized the question wasn't that simple.

If the moon belonged to the moon people, then the astronauts who landed on it were the first moon people, so the moon would be their private property?

That definitely wasn't the logic.

Human society wasn't like animals, marking territory with urine and scent. And even animal territories could be challenged and taken over by other animals.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, eavesdropping from the side where he was lying on the desk, noticed something: he found it hard to keep up with You En's thinking, while Horikita Suzune could follow and even question him in return.

"What do you think?"

You En asked Horikita Suzune a question.

Horikita Suzune said casually, "Nothing. I just think it's like how we don't enter the school—if you don't study, you get eliminated. It's not a matter of who's right or wrong. Human society is ruled by violence. Those who don't master violence, or who master relatively less of it, are the weak who get bullied."

"I agree with everything except the last sentence. Of course, I'm not completely denying it either,"

You En said. "It's not that the weak get bullied. It's that the choice isn't in their hands—it's in the hands of the strong. But not all strong people choose to bully the weak."

"Is there a difference?"

Horikita Suzune asked. "If the strong don't use their power or violence, in some situations they become the weaker ones. Then it fits the same logic for them to be bullied by the weak."

You En smiled.

"The thing is, that's still a choice, isn't it?"

Horikita Suzune paused, thought for a moment, then came back to herself.

Just as You En said, Whether the weak choose to bully the even weaker is also a choice...

But why wouldn't they?

Horikita Suzune wanted to keep discussing, But You En cut it off there, turning around.

"Alright, small talk's over. We need to get to self-studying."

What's with this guy, Horikita Suzune really couldn't understand him. He started the topic, then ended it on his own terms. How strange.

The little interlude between the two ended there, but the noise in the classroom didn't stop, continuing until the bell rang.

When the bell rang, the fastest to react wasn't a student, but Chabashira Sae. Before the bell even sounded, she'd already stood up and positioned herself at the door. The moment it rang, she opened it and walked out.

There was a certain post-2000s vibe to it.

You En nodded, quite pleased. This was the attitude a working person should have.

"Um, could everyone wait a moment?"

Hirata Yosuke stood up and walked over to You En.

A warm, sincere smile hung on his face.

"Sorry, You En-kun. Before the opening ceremony this morning, we did self-introductions in class. You two weren't there then. Ah, I'm not blaming you. I just mean, we'll be classmates for three years. At the very least, we should start by knowing each other's names. How about a self-introduction?"

"No problem."

You En stood up and extended his hand.

"I'm You En Tiandai. Nice to meet you."

Hirata Yosuke paused, then smiled, extending his hand as well.

"My name is Hirata Yosuke. You En-kun, you're really an interesting person."

"Hirata-kun, you're a good person. I'll support you. Keep it up."

You En said bluntly.

In his past life, he'd basically always been a class officer during his school days. When his high school homeroom teacher was sick and couldn't come to school often, he'd even acted as a substitute homeroom teacher.

Class officers, to put it simply, were people who obtained some authority within the class, granted by both the homeroom teacher and the students.

Among those who got this authority, some chose to serve the group, while others chose to satisfy themselves.

You En really liked the former.

But someone like Hirata, who genuinely devoted himself to the class as an officer—he admired that.

Even though he didn't plan to put in much effort this time, if the other party arranged something, he'd still cooperate and contribute. Of course, that was on the condition it didn't affect him.

Hirata Yosuke felt like he'd just been encouraged by some senior at work. He found it oddly amusing, but he truly felt You En's goodwill.

"Thank you. I'll do my best."

Hirata Yosuke turned to his next target. "Horikita-san, could you introduce yourself?"

"No need."

Horikita Suzune said coldly, her face completely expressionless.

"Uh..."

Hirata Yosuke looked a bit troubled. Just then, someone tugged at his clothes.

You En pretended to speak quietly. "She's really shy around strangers. Don't put her on the spot."

"Who's shy around strangers!"

Horikita Suzune immediately spoke, this time a little louder, her voice echoing in the quiet classroom.

She stood up, looking around like a queen inspecting her domain.

"I'm not here to play friendship games. Whether you know my name or not doesn't matter. That's all."

With that, she left the territory.

"I'll go check it out."

You En got up, pausing at the door to say, "What she said isn't entirely true, but one thing is certain.

Some of you don't deserve to know her name. As for who, well, let's just say don't take it personally."

After he left, the brief calm was completely shattered, and the class erupted, everyone gossiping or attacking the two of them.

In the midst of this, Kushida Kikyo hung her head low, glaring viciously at the floor, one hand gripping her arm so tightly her nails dug into her flesh.

Those two just now—they were definitely talking about her.

That woman definitely knew, she definitely recognized me!

You En had chased after Horikita Suzune, leaving those words behind just to keep her from being isolated for being too special.

Putting everything else aside, Suzune was his big creditor, after all—he couldn't let anything happen to her. At the very least, he had to max out the emotional support; maybe she'd lend him points again next time.

Turning the corner in the hallway, You En saw Horikita Suzune standing there with her arms crossed, looking displeased.

Horikita Suzune looked at him. "What are you doing here?"

You En didn't bring up what just happened. Instead, he said, "Nothing much. I'm heading to eat. Want to come? My treat."

"What can you treat...?"

Horikita Suzune caught on—he meant treating her to free food.

"Pfft..."

She couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth to stifle it, but it was hard to hold back.

You En urged her on as he walked ahead. "Let's go. Enough with the introductions. I'm starving. I'm going to turn into a Gluttonous Sea Otter and eat like crazy."

Horikita Suzune stepped forward to follow.

"Hmph, just wait until you eat yourself to death."

"Then if I die from overeating, do I not have to pay back the points?"

"In your dreams!"