Tokyo, Minato-ku
April 17, sunny
In Class C, the second grade student at Lanmine Private School, in the penultimate row by the window, the scumbag Kuriyama Mai, who had just been reincarnated in Tokyo, was spinning his pen in boredom.
This is an aristocratic private school where students from Tokyo's upper class gather, and all infrastructure is at the top level.
But at this time, the content of the mathematics class still made Kuriyama Mai feel uninterested.
Doesn't this solid geometry proof only require hands?
While turning his pen, Kuriyama Mai opened the system awakened during rebirth and started fishing.
[The system has been with you for 2 days, welcome back]
[Your heartbeat balance is 0 points]
[You already have skills: [Cooking B+] [Fighting A-] [Parkour A]]
If the system detects that someone of the opposite sex is attracted to him, it will reward the heartbeat value according to the degree.
Heartbeat points can not only be redeemed at a ratio of one to two hundred thousand yen, but also can be used to purchase skills in the system [mall].
The skills sold in the [mall] are divided into [S+ to D levels]. S+ is equal to the limit of the human genome, B level is the threshold of the profession, and D level is equivalent to the entry level that ordinary people can master after half a year of learning.
According to the system tutorial, the mall sometimes randomly refreshes some special skills and props.
But now, except for the skills that the original owner had, he didn't have any heartbeat points at all, and he felt even more isolated when he came to school.
He opened today's [mall] out of boredom:
[Swimming C + 200 heartbeat points]
[Swordsmanship B 350 points of excitement]
[Car Skill S 1200 points of excitement]
[Writing A 450 points heart rate]
…
Looking at the dazzling array of skills in the [Mall], as well as the rare S-level, he yearned for them in his heart, but he was very shy in his pocket.
He stopped writing and looked at his reflection on the window. Except for a pair of three-white eyes that looked fierce when he was relaxed, he was overall a handsome guy.
The original owner's mother was from Northern Europe, so he inherited blond hair, but it did not have a shiny and smooth texture, but a dull color with a linen texture. It looked like it was dyed by a gangster at a cheap stall.
He sighed inwardly:
"Do these classmates regard me as a bad boy?"
It is difficult for ordinary people to think that this color can be born, and the classmates around him may regard him as a fool who wants to join the society without money.
'Little punks' are very unpopular in this kind of 'aristocratic' private school.
When the bell rang, he casually tore off his tie and unbuttoned two shirt buttons. The school uniform fit him too well, making him feel too restrictive and uncomfortable.
Although the discipline committee member caught a glimpse of his action, he immediately turned his head away and walked out of the classroom with an expression that said he dared not speak in anger.
The students around him also hurried out of the classroom as if avoiding him.
While he was silently filling out the volunteer questionnaire sent out today, facing the "dream" column, he fell into memories.
In his previous life, he was a rich second generation who had nothing to do. He drank and had sex all day long, played and sang every night, and could not find the meaning of life.
Until the last day of his life, he saw a girl about to be hit by an out-of-control truck. His instinct asked him to swoop to save the girl, but he was hit by a dump truck and flew out.
On his deathbed, he looked at the little girl running toward him in panic. Suddenly, he felt as if his empty body was being filled. Is this the meaning of life?
But before he could wait for the little girl, he had already fallen asleep.
When he opened his eyes and woke up again, he was reborn in the Tokyo Awakening System. Although he still didn't know what his dream was, the fulfilling feeling of protecting others made him unforgettable even after his reincarnation.
He solemnly picked up the pen and wrote in the 'dream' column:
"I don't have dreams, but I want to protect other people's dreams."
This is a line from one of his favorite special effects films in his previous life. The male protagonist was once as confused and unable to find his way as he was.
But now that he has a system, he should be just like the male protagonist who has a belt, except that he still needs a beautiful girl to help him find his way.
As soon as he handed the volunteer questionnaire to the handsome monitor who had been waiting for a long time in his seat, the system pushed a message to him.
[Name: Kasuga Chinatsu]
【Charm: S-】
[Information: Metropolitan Councilor Kasuga Yuu's one-time daughter; Director of Air Training at Ranmine Private School High School; cold, aloof, and difficult to approach]
[Location: Room A16, second floor, old club activity building]
[Explanation: Charm S+ belongs to the flawless type that only exists in myths, while D level is average level]
[Warm reminder: The higher the charm, the higher the heartbeat threshold, and the rewards for the heartbeat value will be richer]
In the remaining memory of the original owner, Kasuga Chinatsu was firmly ranked first in both the dan and mock exams in the entire freshman year of high school.
Her rare beauty makes her very popular among boys, and she is recognized as the most beautiful girl in the school.
But she herself is very low-key and only founded a strange club. The original owner who transferred to the school midway through last semester has never met her.
Air training department? Interesting, your father is a congressman? More fun.
Kuriyama Mai looked at the setting sun outside the window and smiled slightly. Let's go and see who this girl recommended on the cover of the system is.
He walked through the atrium between the teaching buildings, which was full of cherry blossoms. Boys and girls walked together, enjoying their rose-colored youth.
As he passed the sports ground, passionate slogans attacked him.
"Go! Go! Go!"
"We will protect the glory of Lanfeng!"
"Target! Koshien!"
The faces of the boys on the sports field are filled with the restlessness and passion unique to adolescence.
The blood in Kuriyama Mai's body was boiling. He clenched his fists and squinted at the sun that had not yet set:
"It feels so good to be young again~"
Quickly walking through the sports field and club activity building, and then walking through a long pavilion corridor, a three-story old building made of red bricks and covered with vine-green ivy caught his eye.
The simple appearance in this modern school is like a small world, isolated in the corner.
There is an old blackboard next to the door of the old building, with a lone yellowed A3 paper poster pasted on it, which reads:
If you are troubled by the air around you, our society is happy to help.
——Air Training Department (Room A16)
The poster is so simple that only black and white text remains, without any bells and whistles.
glad to? Kuriyama Mai looked at these two words and chuckled. If he was really positive, he wouldn't put the poster in such a nook.
But if this club can really actively help others, that would be a good thing.
When he stepped into this quaint building, a smell of 'Showa' hit his face.
Both sides of the entrance are covered with ukiyo-e murals with a strong sense of age, and the marks on the wooden floor also bear witness to the long history.
The whole building was quiet, and Kuriyama Mai unconsciously stepped lightly. Every other activity room in the corridor on the second floor hung an oil painting depicting the Edo period.
But in Room A16 at the end, there is a pair of Van Gogh's "Women Mending Fishing Nets on the Dunes" hanging at the door.
He knocked on the door and heard someone saying please come in, so he opened the door and walked inside.
"Excuse me, is this the Air Training Department?"
Kuriyama Mai asked politely, looking at the entire activity room with his eyes. Facing him was a half-open blind, and the sunlight diffused pleasantly through the gaps.
In the center of the room is a large wooden table that is 3 meters long and about 1.5 meters wide. On the left are two full bookcases about 2 meters high. On the right is a nanmu table with a set of exquisite tea sets.
The girl was sitting on the right side of the big wooden table, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, focusing on the book with the setting sun in her hand.
With her in the ordinary activity room, it instantly became as beautiful as a peaceful oil painting.
Kuriyama Mai even felt that even if a helium flash explosion occurred outside the window, it would not affect the tranquility here at all.
She put the bookmark into the library, slowly turned her head, and looked at the uninvited guest coldly.
Kasuga Chinatsu's white and flawless facial features can be called perfect, and her long black hair that reaches past her shoulders is draped casually, showing a unique beauty.
"Sorry, bad guys are not welcome here, please come back."
There seemed to be no room for negotiation in her cold voice.
Pour cold water on it from the beginning? But to him who had experienced many battles in his previous life, this was nothing.
Kuriyama Mai straightened his body and said without changing his expression:
"Kasuga-san, I came here for consultation because I was troubled by the 'air' in the school."
Kasuga Chinatsu reopened the library with a 'don't disturb strangers' expression and said coldly:
"If that's the case, please take the initiative to apply for withdrawal. The atmosphere in the school is really not suitable for you."
Kuriyama Maiton felt displeased:
"Didn't you say you were 'happy' to help?"
Kasuga Chinatsu read the book carefully and said without raising her head:
"Your evil eyes and loose collar really scare me."
"Please leave immediately."
Even though she was impeccably beautiful, Kuriyama Mai was still dissatisfied with her impatient attitude.
He leaned against the door, pretending not to care about anything, and said casually:
"Sorry, actually I should have thought of it earlier. Since you, Kasuga-san, are sitting alone here far away from the 'air' of the campus, how can you solve the 'air' problem of other students?"
"And" Kuriyama Mai smiled deliberately.
"Kasuga-kun, if you really want to help your classmates, you shouldn't be sitting here right now. Instead, you should cosplay as a bunny girl and distribute club flyers in school."
"It would be even better if I could pull a soft and cute senior sister."
At first, Kasuga Chinatsu was still reading the book with a calm expression, but when he mentioned 'Senior Sister', he heard a "pop" sound, and the library book was closed with force.
This time, Kasuga Chinatsu turned her whole body sideways. Her suit and uniform were not messy at all, and the bow on her collar was neatly tied. She stared at him with cold eyes:
"abnormal!"
"You're polluting the air here!"
S-It turns out that it was reduced there, and it is indeed mediocre.
The corner of Kuriyama Mai's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the shy and angry girl with interest. The slight blush on both sides of her cheeks made her extraordinarily beautiful.
He was just about to speak and pull back his emotions when he felt a violent punch hitting the back of his head.
Not good!
