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Upon hearing this voice, both Yato and Shirogane Miyuki simultaneously wore expressions that said, "I can't stand it."
The person who came was a young girl.
This point needs to be emphasized.
However, despite having beautiful waist-length black hair, delicate and pretty features, and a tall yet well-proportioned figure, one cannot find any feminine gentleness in her.
It was as if beneath that skin lay the soul of a bold and magnanimous handsome man.
Shirogane Miyuki's eyelids twitched.
He still finds it hard to let go of it.
He was aware of the fact that he had lost the election for president to the person in front of him.
However, the vote count speaks for itself.
She is Amakusa Shinobu.
He enjoys overwhelming popularity in this elite school with a serious xenophobic atmosphere!
He was eliminated in the first round, and his support rate was even lower than that of Kaguya Shinomiya, who was as cold as an ice cube.
After that, he gave up running for student council and focused on his studies, striving to outperform everyone in academics.
...but the results were minimal.
"Amakusa, is there nothing to do at the student council today? Shouldn't the freshman enrollment be your busiest time?"
Although both Shirogane Miyuki and Amakusa Shinobu have some flaws that are hard to criticize, Yato is still in a good mood because it's rare to meet two familiar faces in his new class.
"It's alright, there's just a lot to do, but none of it is difficult to solve. Shinomiya will take care of it."
The 'Shinomiya' that Amakusa Shino mentioned is of course Kaguya Shinomiya.
As the president, it is not shameful to delegate unfinished tasks to others; her work ability has been recognized by everyone in the past two years.
She has even received job offers from large companies ahead of time.
"There are an unusually large number of familiar faces this year."
Soon, almost everyone in the class had arrived.
Yato glanced at it and muttered to himself.
"Yes, they are all formidable opponents."
Sitting in front, Shirogane Miyuki spoke in a solemn tone.
What he meant by "not to be underestimated" was naturally his 'achievements'.
However, he was not short-sighted.
Many people may not be as academically outstanding as him, but in certain aspects, they can easily surpass him a hundred times over.
That is to say...
"Are they all elites? Not only that, they're all young masters and ladies with astonishing backgrounds. What's going on? Is Shuchiin High School starting to use that ranking system from advanced high schools? No, if that's the case, why am I in it?"
Yato frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
It wasn't that he was being modest; he genuinely didn't do anything too outrageous.
Even in his second life, his academic performance wasn't necessarily outstanding. With geniuses ahead and Shirogane Miyuki behind, an ordinary person like him would only hover in the middle to upper range without putting in a lot of effort.
In terms of background, it seems quite 'ordinary' compared to the descendants of these great figures.
Sitting in the back, Amakusa Shino chatted with her best friend, the student council general affairs officer, Shichijou Sora. Their seemingly ordinary conversation would suddenly turn into some surprising remarks, yet no one dared to complain or interrupt them.
Yato's eyes twitched as he listened, and he simply gave up trying to think about it.
"--Everyone."
The homeroom teacher also came.
Standing on the podium, his imposing figure resembled a cherry blossom tree standing proudly against the wind.
"My name is Kirisu Mafuyu, and I am your homeroom teacher this year. My subject is world history. I hope we can get along well in the coming year, and I also hope to help you graduate smoothly and shine in your own way."
Kirisu Mafuyu's opening remarks were utterly unoriginal.
However, the seriousness and determination hidden beneath her pure and elegant face were keenly felt by the elites present.
"Bored...and so hungry."
Adagaki Aki, whose appearance was as delicate as a doll, twirled the ends of her hair with her fingers. She looked quite tired, as if she hadn't eaten breakfast, and sat there listlessly.
"Are you a reincarnation of a starving ghost?"
The person sitting next to her was none other than Momoko, the daughter of the Dragon Ball team leader whom Yato had just offended.
She didn't even look up, her hands were playing games under the table.
His hearing is surprisingly good.
Adagaki Aki's complaints were heard clearly by her.
The former raised an eyebrow, about to retaliate.
But some people have already fought back on her behalf.
"Someone who can't even eat normally has a really thick skin."
Orange blossoms stretch for thousands of miles.
She is the only daughter of the head of the Metropolitan Police Department.
A wealthy young lady exuding an aura of pitifulness.
It is also the mortal enemy of Dragon Ball Peach.
"you……"
Dragon Ball Peach narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife.
But Tachibana Marika remained unfazed, wearing an elegant and peaceful smile, perfectly embodying the term 'modern Yamato Nadeshiko'.
"Just wait and see."
Dragon Ball Peach waved her fist at her, looking both cute and fierce.
But in the next moment.
"Then, Dragon Ball will be the class monitor for the time being."
Such an announcement suddenly rang out.
"what?!"
Dragon Ball Peach opened her eyes wide.
Looking at Kirisu Mafuyu on the stage, her cool and beautiful face was blank.
what happened?
what happened?
How did I end up in such a strange position?
"What's wrong, Dragon Ball?"
Kirisu Mafuyu asked in confusion.
"idiot."
Adagaki Aki chuckled softly.
Fortunately, as one of the most popular beauties in Shuchiin Academy, Dragon Ball Momo is not short of help from kind-hearted people.
Soon someone quietly told her the whole story.
It turns out that the class officer election was just taking place. When Momoko Ryuko threw a punch at Marika Tachibana, Mafuyu Kirisu saw it and assumed that she wanted to run for office but lacked the courage. So, Mafuyu Kirisu felt that as her teacher, she should give her a push at this time to prevent her from having any regrets in high school.
"Is this the young lady of the Dragon Ball group?" Yato's gaze swept over her, focusing on the position of her elbows and feet. "Although she seems to have a foundation in physical training, it can't hide her poor skills. She's a complete novice. Even I wouldn't need to use a second move if we faced her head-on."
After reaching a conclusion, he relaxed his guard a little.
If the Dragon Ball team comes knocking.
He could easily use the Dragon Balls and peaches as hostages; since everyone's already at odds, there's no point in worrying about boundaries.
Chapter 10
With the 'tragedy' of Dragon Ball Peach preceding him, Yato wisely chose to bury his head in the sand.
He didn't want to waste his energy on pointless things.
However, Yato's unwillingness doesn't mean that others are unwilling to stand out.
After the class committee election process concluded.
Everyone gathered in the auditorium.
Listen to the speeches by the principal and representatives of the new students.
It's worth mentioning that this year's freshman representatives are actually familiar faces in some ways.
She has long, cherry-colored hair that is almost identical to that of Kirisu Mafuyu; they are about the same length. If it weren't for their different appearances, Yato would have thought they were related by blood.
Her pure white sailor uniform accentuated her elegant and refined temperament. Although she still had a touch of naivety, one could already see how beautiful she would be in the future.
"...This concludes the greetings from Katsura Hinaju, representative of the xxth freshmen class."
The young woman held her head high and walked off the stage with a confident air.
Many people see the shadow of Amakusa Shino in Yato.
Both of them were equally dashing and poised.
He possesses a handsomeness that rivals that of men.
"But they even have Katsura Hinagiku?"
Yato was conflicted.
He had certainly seen Hayate the Combat Butler.
Although he didn't know why the president of the White Emperor Academy was here, that was irrelevant. What he really cared about was whether the humanoid Gundam and the Royal Court were also there.
If a royal court also exists, then the waters of this world are much deeper than one can imagine.
The Kengan tournament is probably going to be on par with Baki's in terms of prestige.
"We need to pay more attention to this kind of intelligence in the future."
Yato pushed up his glasses, lost in thought.
……
Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
When Yato felt his foot injury was almost healed and he was preparing to start rehabilitation training.
Kirisu Mafuyu called him to her office.
"Is there something you need, teacher?"
Yato asked, puzzled.
"Igarashi-kun, there's something I don't know if you've noticed."
Kirisu Mafuyu's expression was very serious.
It was as if something terrible had happened.
Yato also became somewhat serious because of her expression, and even unconsciously adjusted his posture.
That's a more adaptable style of freestyle fighting.
"?"
A hint of confusion flashed in Kirisu Mafuyu's eyes. She suddenly felt that the aura of the student in front of her had changed. She couldn't quite describe the feeling, but it was true that she felt a little uncomfortable.
She coughed lightly and, without beating around the bush, said directly, "Out of the thirty-six students in Class 3-A, you are the only one who hasn't joined any clubs."