A God's Self-Introduction Is Always So Unique

"I'm in favor!"

"That sounds great."

With Kushida Kikyo and Karuizawa Kei taking the lead, more and more people in the class expressed their agreement with the idea.

However, Chiba Yu cast a faint glance at Karuizawa Kei, who was sitting in front of him, and muttered inwardly: Heh, she's so arrogant when facing me, but this is how she treats Hirata?

Still, he didn't have any objections to that; what others did was their own business. He just wanted to live his own life, so why bother worrying about all that?

"Then, I'll start first." The gentle boy folded his arms and spoke with a smile: "I'm Hirata Yosuke. Everyone can just call me Yosuke. I like all kinds of sports and plan to join the school's soccer club. I look forward to working with you all."

As Yosuke's self-introduction concluded, the class's enthusiasm grew even more intense, and a round of applause broke out.

Immediately after, a girl with short hair and a sweet, cute appearance stood up from her seat. "Then it's my turn. My name is Kushida Kikyo. My goal is to become friends with everyone here. I want to create many wonderful memories, so please come and hang out with me often!"

"Nice to meet you!"

Following the end of Kushida Kikyo's self-introduction, a burst of loud cheers erupted in the classroom, most of which came from the boys.

She really is the social butterfly of the early story; just one self-introduction and she has these people eating out of the palm of her hand.

Next, Yamauchi, Ike Kanji, and others stood up one after another to introduce themselves, and the scene was once exceptionally lively.

While Chiba Yu was still silently complaining in his heart, he clearly sensed a gaze landing on him.

"Next up... how about that student over there?"

Chiba Yu looked closely and saw Hirata smiling at him, the implication behind it self-evident.

As expected, what's meant to come will come eventually, he murmured to himself. Chiba Yu slowly stood up from his seat, his mind racing.

"Um... my name is Chiba Yu. I like to slack off, and what I hate most are troublesome things. As for hobbies, I used to practice piano and tea ceremony. Uh... that's about it. Nice to meet you all."

After speaking, I glanced toward Hirata. He nodded at me with a smile and immediately took the lead in applauding. Then, he asked me, "May I ask you one thing, Chiba-kun? What exactly does 'slacking off' mean?"

Only then did Chiba Yu remember that this was a term people often used in his previous life; it was normal for people in Japan to not understand it.

"Uh... it actually means not actively facing difficult situations, tending more toward inaction and passivity. It's basically pursuing relaxation. Does that make sense?"

As Chiba Yu finished his explanation, the surrounding students began to whisper among themselves.

"Isn't that just being lazy? Why make it sound so fancy?"

"Sigh, it's rare to see another guy who looks decent, but I didn't expect him to be a shut-in."

Hey, hey, hey, do you think I can't hear you just because I'm sitting a bit further away? If you keep going, I might actually cry.

Chiba Yu glanced at them quietly, feeling somewhat helpless as he complained inwardly.

But Chiba Yu wasn't annoyed; instead, he began to clear his mind. This result was just right—not too conspicuous, but not so distant as to seem unfriendly... right?

Just as Chiba Yu was about to zone out, the next second, Hirata called on a person he had to pay special attention to.

"Uh, I'm Ayanokoji Kiyotaka... um... ah, nice to meet you... I don't have anything I'm particularly good at. I'll do my best to get along with everyone."

This was a high-octane moment. When watching the anime, he just seemed like an ordinary person with social anxiety, but seeing it in reality, he realized it was no wonder those people would view Ayanokoji Kiyotaka that way later on. This self-introduction was even more absurd than Chiba Yu's own.

Only then did Chiba Yu realize that it was likely impossible for him or Ayanokoji Kiyotaka to become people like Hirata or Kushida Kikyo.

The entrance ceremony was mostly dull and tedious; even at Advanced Nurturing High School, it was clearly impossible to avoid such conventions.

After a speech by Student Council President Horikita Manabu, the freshmen finally finished the process and headed toward their respective dormitories.

After some searching, Chiba Yu finally found his own dorm.

Room 402.

That was the room number written on the doorplate.

"How luxurious. Whether it's the air conditioning or the kitchen, they're all independent units, and there are no usage restrictions either."

Looking at the spacious layout of the room, Chiba Yu couldn't help but marvel at the school's generosity. In other places, this could almost be considered the size of a small hotel room.

After tidying up his luggage, Chiba Yu prepared to go to the mall to buy some daily necessities. Just as he stepped out of his room:

"Click!"

"Hm?"

Their eyes met in the air. Chiba Yu blinked and greeted the person next door.

"Hello, you're Ayanokoji-kun, right?"

"...Yeah."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka responded, clearly not expecting that the person living next door would be him.

Chiba Yu scanned him and asked casually, "Ayanokoji-kun, you're probably heading out to buy some daily necessities, right?"

Since the school had instructed them before arrival that all daily necessities could be purchased after reaching the school, combined with the fact that he was heading out right after arriving at the dorm, it wasn't hard to guess Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's purpose.

Ayanokoji seemed to think so too, answering calmly, "Yes."

A chance encounter, the same destination—it was only natural that the two of them chose to head to the mall together.

"By the way, Chiba-kun, the things you're picking out seem to be quite cheap."

While they were picking out daily necessities together, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka spoke up as he watched Chiba Yu place a cheap set of bowls and chopsticks into his basket.

Chiba Yu just pursed his lips and gestured to the items of the same price range in Ayanokoji's hand. "It might be due to my previous living habits. Besides, aren't you doing the same? Also, calling each other 'kun' is too formal. You can just call me Chiba or Yu."

Ayanokoji nodded, looking at the various cheap items in Chiba Yu's hands, his mind seemingly occupied with something else.

"Are you... Ayanokoji-kun and Chiba-kun?"