Class D Was Full of Entertainment

In front of the podium.

"M-My name is... Inokashira... Kokoro... meow..."

She'd messed up!!!

The next girl to introduce herself was so nervous that she couldn't squeeze out a complete sentence for ages, and she even mixed up her surname and given name.

"I'm dying, she can't even speak properly. Is she really a college student?!"

In the quiet classroom, a sudden snicker rang out.

It was Yamauchi!!

He was actually mocking an introverted, insecure girl under pressure?!

What a foul mouth—and it even smelled like garlic?!

Led by him, some of the girls couldn't help but giggle.

Inokashira's mind then went completely blank, her face turning sallow as dirt.

Amid the malicious whispers, a sacred, radiant angelic voice suddenly rang out:

"Take it slow. Don't rush."

Kushida gracefully rose from her seat and took the girl's hand, seeming to lend her strength.

Deep breath. Deep breath.

Inokashira recovered from her panic, and her words became much smoother afterward:

"My name is Inokashira... Kokoro. My hobby is sewing, especially knitting. P-Please take care of me..."

After saying that, she quickly stepped down from the podium.

She shyly returned to her seat, her eyes full of gratitude as she looked at Kushida.

Ahhh, Kushida was so beautiful!!

I'd give you my heart!!!

At that moment.

Uchiha was facing the window, using it as a mirror as he coolly rehearsed:

"Hello, everyone. I'm Uchiha. Uchi is the Uchi in Uchiha, chi is the ha in Uchiha, ha is the Uchi in Uchiha..."

The next moment.

Kushida smoothly stepped forward and introduced herself with boundless energy:

"I'll go next."

"My name is Kushida Kikyo. The flower language of the kikyo is eternal love. I hope to get along well with everyone, and may our friendship last forever and never change~"

"I especially love making friends, so feel free to come hang out with me anytime~"

Clap clap clap—

The beautiful girl's speech was hugely popular and earned a flood of applause.

Except for Uchiha.

What was he doing?!

Oh, he was still practicing.

Uchiha wickedly spread his arms and said disdainfully to the window:

"Everyone here is trash!!!"

Window: ???

Then the horse-faced guy rushed onto the stage and snatched the microphone.

He couldn't wait to reclaim the face he had lost.

Yamauchi smugly brushed his bangs aside a few times.

"My name is Yamauchi Haruki. I haven't won that many honors..."

"Back in middle school, I only made it to the national finals."

"In high school, I joined the baseball club and became a regular as soon as I arrived. The next day, the ace told me, 'The future is yours,' and voluntarily gave me jersey number four. On the third day, I naturally became the ace. It's lonely at the top."

"Unfortunately, I injured my arm in the National College League and I'm still recovering. Otherwise, I'd definitely be number one at arm wrestling."

"I've got a ton of other achievements. You can look them up yourselves, and you'll soon understand just how amazing I am."

"That's all. I hope everyone will learn from me."

Ayanokoji pressed his lips together slightly.

This was ridiculous. It was hard not to laugh.

Had Yamauchi deliberately come up to entertain everyone?

The classroom was terrifyingly quiet; one could hear a pin drop.

Only Uchiha was still muttering softly:

"Hello, everyone. I'm Uchiha."

"As a young and successful first-generation rich man, I've been in great pain lately. Every day, I desperately invest in trash stocks, squander money day and night, and rack my brains over how to go broke."

"But my money? It's like cell division—the more I spend, the more I have, the more I spend, the more I have..."

"I'm not happy. Money has hollowed out my entire being, leaving me with only a..."

"Handsome shell."

Unfortunately, everyone's attention was on Yamauchi. Otherwise, he would have gained another considerable amount of spirit points.

Next.

A guy with a ridiculous hairstyle dragged Yamauchi down from the stage.

He had just entered college and was already playing in the National College League, and he was the ace wearing number four?!

When you were out in the world, did you just make up whatever identity you wanted?!

Did he think anyone would believe that?!

Get lost and stop blocking the pretty girls from looking at me!!

"Your bro here is Kanji Ike. I love pretty girls and hate handsome guys, especially that guy by the window in the back row. I'm ready to fall in love at any moment, so all you cute girls, please Pick me!"

"Wow, Ike, you're amazing."

One girl said this expressionlessly, her voice utterly flat.

Some of the girls were even passing the buck among themselves.

Girl A: "Your husband!"

Girl B: "Your husband!"

Girl C: "Yamauchi's husband?!"

Girl D: "Pfft, hahahaha! A perfect match!!"

Seeing the female students constantly burst into laughter, Kanji Ike grew quite annoyed.

"What are you doing? I'm seriously recruiting a girlfriend here!!"

Hirata forced a smile and politely invited Ike off the stage.

By order, it should have been the blond muscular man's turn.

He didn't go up to the podium. Instead, he propped both feet high on his desk and nodded in satisfaction at his reflection in the mirror.

"Ah!!!"

"I'm so beautiful!!!"

"My name is beautiful as well. I am Koenji Rokusuke, the only son of the Koenji conglomerate and the man who will one day shoulder Japan's future."

"Young ladies, if you wish to date me, feel free to ask me out."

"Oh, and I hate ugly things. Should I encounter someone who displeases me, I will punish them without mercy."

Hirata's expression became slightly awkward.

"Th... thank you. We'll keep that in mind."

Time ticked by.

"Then, next—student daydreaming over there, it's your turn."

"Huh?"

Ayanokoji blinked. He had been so immersed in his fantasies that he couldn't pull himself free. Was it already his turn?!

No choice. He would bring out every ounce of his spirit and give them a fiery self-introduction.

Thump!!!

Ayanokoji rose to his feet with imposing dignity.

"Um... well... my name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka... I don't have any particular skills I'm good at."

"I'll try my best to get along with everyone... uh, please take care of me."

The students looked at each other.

Only after quite a while did sparse applause break out.

Yeah.

He'd failed.

He stepped down from the stage expressionlessly.

I want to bash my head into a block of tofu.

"Please take care of me too, Ayanokoji. We think alike—we should all get along harmoniously. Let's do our best together."

Hirata laughed brightly and encouraged him.

The next second.

"Here I come!"

Uchiha had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He strode toward the podium and took his place.

From somewhere, he pulled out a pair of rimless glasses, propping the bridge with his middle finger.

"Good morning, everyone. Whatever I'm about to say, don't get mad..."

"My surname is Uchiha. I won't tell you my given name, because I'm afraid everyone here will feel inferior."

Everything Jiahao did seemed to naturally stir up other people's emotions!

"Whoa—"

The moment those words came out!

The entire class exploded!!!

"Pushing up glasses with his middle finger? That's begging for a beating!!"

"Come on, come on. I insist on learning your name today. I promise I won't beat you to death!"

The red-haired guy, whose emotions had flared up the most, flew into a rage and drove one knee into his desk, flipping it over.

"Tch."

"You're so damn noisy!!"

"This isn't some social game. You can keep playing yourselves. I'm out."

Uchiha's face darkened slightly. He hadn't caused trouble during anyone else's introduction.

But when it was his turn, these bastards started causing trouble?!

Did they look down on Jiahao?!

The red-haired youth angrily turned around and headed for the back door.

Then.

Several students walked out of the classroom one after another.

Every time one left, the gossip king Kanji Ike introduced them:

"That hotheaded redhead is Sudo Ken. He plays basketball."

"That girl with long straight black hair is Horikita Suzune. I heard she gets good grades, but she's pretty cold and her words can cut deep."

"And that one..."

After Ike's round of commentary, they didn't even need to introduce themselves anymore. The entire class knew them now.

At that point, Uchiha was the only one in the class who hadn't introduced himself.

Onstage, he clutched his head with both hands, his eyes instantly moistening—

Don't mess around!!

Get back here, hey!

Do you know how many spirit points I'll lose if you leave?!

The next moment.

There was another expert!

As the saying went, every creature had its natural enemy!

The red-haired guy returned looking every bit as miserable as he had looked high-spirited when he left!

A teacher with a high ponytail entered the classroom with a stern expression, carrying Sudo Ken by the back of his neck like a chick.

"Everyone, return to your seats."

"I'll say a few words."

Uchiha's mouth fell open, and he instantly sank into shock.

If you're going to come up and say a few words, what happens to my self-introduction?!

Fuck!

Why was completing a special mission so hard?!!

Teacher, don't come over here!!!

If you come any closer, I'm going to lose it!!!

Chabashira came to stand before Uchiha.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. "You. Get down."

Uchiha obediently nodded. "Sure."

The difference in status left him no choice but to comply.

Hmph, I'll generously let you off this time.

I'll get my chance to reclaim my dignity next time!!!