Striving for Love, Unceasing Self-Improvement

"Kamijo, I brought you a bento."

During the lunch break, the beautiful girl calling herself "Kamijo Dolly" pulled an exquisite, lavishly packed large bento from her schoolbag, drawing astonished looks from everyone around her.

It was not merely because it was a "loving wife's bento." That tiny schoolbag had somehow held such a large bento—it was clearly a "sealing backpack."

The sealing backpack was the Igarashi Clan's latest flagship product.

Similar to a Sealing Scroll, it could store supplies.

It was essentially the "ninja tool pouch" from the Naruto World—Ninjas often pulled kunai, shuriken, scrolls, and Military Ration Pills from the tool pouches at their lower backs. Setting everything else aside, even a kunai was longer than that little bag. Fundamentally, it was also a type of spatial equipment.

"Do you need me to feed you?"

"Come on, ahh~~"

As "Kamijo Dolly" began feeding him without a care for anyone else—or rather, openly flaunting their affection—the entire classroom wore mixed expressions, overflowing with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

It was bad enough that Touma was so strong, but he was popular with women too?

It made them want to take his place so badly~~

The boys ground their teeth in hatred.

There was nothing they could do about it. Most people had only seen Kamijo Touma holding a girl in his arms as he battled gods.

They had not seen—or subconsciously ignored—the dangers he had endured. If they were made to experience having their arms torn off, their hearts ripped out, and fighting everywhere, they would not be so eager anymore.

"So she's a 'little sister'?"

"I was wondering why she looked familiar. She's Lady Hikari's."

As for the female students, their eyes were filled with inexplicable contempt when they looked at Touma.

This transfer student, Dolly, was one of Lady