Advanced Nurturing High School

This is the author's first time writing a book, so please go easy on me.

Stick with it for five chapters, I promise it'll be good.

Advanced Nurturing High School—a school aimed at cultivating future pillars of society. It's famous for its 100% employment and advancement rates.

But in reality, only Class A gets to enjoy that treatment; Classes B, C, and D get the boot.

And I, Qiuyue Qi, am determined to graduate from Class A and land a high-income, stable job.

Qiuyue Qi, a transmigrator, came to this world over a decade ago.

In this life, he grew up in a single-parent household with a younger brother. His mother worked multiple jobs to raise them both alone, and money was tight.

Of course, being a transmigrator, how could he not have a cheat? His cheat was called the Talent Card System. But unfortunately, after drawing three talents, it crashed.

One of those three talents was [Hacker Talent]. Through long-term self-study, he managed to scrape together a small income online—like winning the lottery—easing some of his family's financial burdens.

In middle school, Qiuyue Qi learned from his teachers about the existence of Advanced Nurturing High School. Realizing he'd ended up in the world of Classroom of the Elite, he decided to enroll and graduate from Class A to secure a stable, legitimate, high-paying job.

Looking at the bus heading to Advanced Nurturing High School, packed with students in red uniforms, Qiuyue Qi sighed inwardly.

I guess this counts as taking the first step.

He boarded the bus. The first thing he saw was a girl with short yellow hair and a young man with blond hair sitting in the priority seat.

Just as I thought.

He glanced toward the back of the bus and frowned.

Horikita and Ayanokoji aren't on yet? Whatever, I'll stay out of their line of sight and pick a seat far from both of them.

"Excuse me, could you give up your seat for this elderly lady?"

A woman dressed in office lady attire stood in front of the young blond man and spoke.

Her voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet atmosphere of the bus, it naturally drew everyone's attention.

"That's a pretty crazy question, lady."

"But, lady, how do you expect me to give up my seat for the old woman? If you give me a good reason, I might consider it."

"This seat is a priority seat. Isn't it only right to give it to the elderly lady?"

"No, no, no, lady. You don't seem to get it. 'Priority seat' is just a name. There's no law that says I have to give it up."

The young blond man looked down at the OL with a sneer.

"What did you say...!"

"It's... it's fine... I'm okay."

The elderly woman stopped the OL, as if she didn't want to make a scene.

"Um... actually, I think this lady is right."

The girl with short yellow hair, standing next to the OL, spoke up.

"From the moment we got on, the old lady has looked uncomfortable. So could you please give her your seat?"

"That may be true, but I refuse. In a crowded bus like this, if someone truly wants to respect their elders, whether it's a priority seat or not is just a trivial detail."

Seeing the young blond man still refusing to give up his seat, the old woman gave up and thanked the yellow-haired girl:

"Forget it, I'm fine. Thank you."

But the girl didn't give up. She turned and called out:

"Would anyone be willing to give their seat to this elderly lady?"

After making her plea, still no one moved.

The girl looked around desperately, and her gaze eventually landed on Qiuyue Qi.

Qiuyue: (No, no, no, why are you looking at me? Can you stop? There are so many people around, and you pick me? Don't do this. No choice, I'll just pretend to sleep.)

"Hey, classmate, could you please give your seat to the old lady? Please!"

Sigh. The hope I was clinging to is dead. What now? Give it up or not? If I don't, there'll be a fight and everyone will watch. If I do, that pretty boy and Ayanokoji will probably notice me. I want to keep a low profile! Damn you, Kushida!!

After a fierce internal struggle, Qiuyue, being a decent young man, finally decided to give up his seat.

"Um... ma'am, please take my seat."

"Thank you!"

Kushida said with a beaming smile, then helped the elderly woman beside her toward the empty seat.

The old woman kept thanking him as she slowly sat down.

At the entrance of Advanced Nurturing High School.

Qiuyue looked at the school, which was already so imposing just at its entrance, and sighed inwardly with admiration.

This school really was huge, and the gate was truly grand—it could even rival the scale of those super universities.

Thinking that he would be attending school here soon, he felt quite excited. He figured he would be directly assigned to Class A, after all, he considered himself fairly outstanding.

"Hey."

Whoa, here comes the show, a classic scene—Horikita asking why the guy named Lu is looking at me.

What a self-absorbed girl, so cringe.

Qiuyue glanced at the classic standoff between Horikita and Ayanokoji, then stopped watching them and walked straight toward the school gate.

At the entrance stood a girl. She walked normally, yet she drew the gaze of many male newcomers. Qiuyue was no exception.

What caught his eye was a strand of pink long hair. Qiuyue recognized her in an instant.

...Was she Ichinose? What was this? A real-life meetup? She really was one of those people who looked better in person than on screen.

It seemed... there were quite a few pretty girls at this school. According to the setup, Class D was full of high-quality looks. He wondered if he could handle it.

Then he decided he would try to be as much of a background character as possible, slipping into the school like an extra, unnoticed and unremarkable.

Year 1, Class D.