The next morning, Suto got up at 5:30.
Among his current personal attributes, aside from [Luck] and [Charm], which were both at the standard value of 5, every other physical attribute was 1 point below the adult standard.
That meant his body was still developing.
All of his attributes still had room to improve.
Normally, as long as he maintained his lifestyle rhythm, ate when he should, drank when he should, and moved when he should, his attributes would naturally increase by 1 point and become 5 once he reached adulthood.
But that would only mean reaching the standard adult level.
Suto wanted to become stronger.
Through proper training and diet, he could completely surpass the average adult standard in [Strength] and [Agility], just like athletes, raising them from 5 points to 6 or even 7.
Now that he had a second chance, Suto did not want to waste this opportunity.
Last night, he had already prepared a kettle of cooled boiled water.
He put it into his inventory.
Then he went straight out.
After finishing his warm-up, he began his morning run alone.
The sky in early summer was already faintly bright at this hour.
The wind was very gentle.
Dewdrops hung from the blades of grass by the roadside.
Running felt comfortable.
Suto did not run far, mainly because this was Beika Town, so he still had to maintain a certain level of respect for danger.
He simply ran laps around the area near the apartment building.
When they were sprinkling the powder last night, Suto had already asked Miyuri-san about this place.
She said that there had not been any cases nearby and that this area was actually quite safe.
Twenty minutes later, Suto passed by the entrance of a convenience store.
A car was parked there, seemingly preparing to unload goods.
Suto couldn’t help stopping.
That was because the car he saw was not a proper delivery truck, but an AE86.
The words “Fujiwara Tofu Shop” were even painted on the body.
A boy around Suto’s age got out of the car while yawning and began skillfully moving tofu into the store.
“Fujiwara Takumi?”
Suto thought for a moment, then called out.
Hearing that, the boy turned to look at him and asked in confusion, “You are?”
Suto said with a serious face, “I’ve eaten tofu from your shop before.
Your tofu is really delicious.”
So he was a customer.
Fujiwara Takumi nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Suto smiled and asked, “Want me to help you move it?”
Fujiwara Takumi shook his head.
“No need.
I’m already done moving these.
“I see.”
Suto put his hand into his pocket, took a piece of chewing gum out of his inventory, and handed it to Fujiwara Takumi.
“Here, have some gum.”
Fujiwara Takumi thought Suto was pretty friendly, so he reached out, accepted the gum, and thanked him again.
Suto smiled and waved his hand, then continued running.
In his heart, however, he felt a little regretful.
Just now, no system money notification had sounded in his mind.
Sure enough, bros are worth nothing.
Forget it.
He should focus on the two upperclassmen at Toyogasaki instead.
An hour later, Suto returned to the apartment building and took another shower.
He boiled two eggs and paired them with milk and bread, making a simple yet nutritious breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, Suto picked up his schoolbag and went out for school.
When he went downstairs, he did not run into Yukino Mifuyu.
Because he still had not bought a bicycle, Suto had to continue squeezing onto the subway today.
Stuffed inside a can full of murky air and stared at by a group of numb, exhausted office workers, Suto’s good mood from waking up early was somewhat ruined.
He thought that after school today, he absolutely had to go buy a bicycle.
Of course, the subway was not only filled with office workers.
There were also students like Suto who were hurrying to school.
Among them were female high school students wearing sailor uniforms, pleated skirts, knee-high socks, and small leather shoes—in other words, JKs.
With an appreciative attitude, Suto glanced a few times at the JK in front of him.
Then he saw that JK suddenly start moving toward him.
Suto: ???
No, wait, girl!
I only looked a couple of times.
I really wasn’t taking secret photos!
Suto was just about to turn his back and pretend nothing had happened when he suddenly noticed that JK’s face showed a somewhat panicked expression.
He also saw a balding middle-aged man not far behind her.
The man seemed to be slowly moving toward her.
Hm?
It looked like she had run into a pervert?
When Suto had been reading the news these past two nights, he had also seen similar train molestation cases.
Most of the offenders took advantage of crowded places to commit their perverted acts.
If that was the case, he could not just stand by and ignore it.
Suto reached out and gestured for her to come over.
The JK hesitated a little, but after seeing the Toyogasaki uniform he was wearing, she still moved toward him.
Suto was standing by the subway window.
It was essentially using his own body to create a safe space for her.
Seeing that there was no longer any chance, the balding middle-aged man glared at Suto in frustration.
He did not continue following and moved elsewhere instead.
“Thank you.”
The JK protected in front of Suto said softly.
Suto smiled at her and said, “You’re welcome.”
This JK had very long hair.
When she saw Suto looking at her, she seemed a little embarrassed and lowered her head.
With her bust size, she probably couldn’t see her own toes.
Seeing that she seemed introverted, Suto did not chase after her for a conversation.
He simply stayed quiet and held his arms there, properly shielding her.
When the subway was about to arrive at the next station, Suto finally spoke and asked in a low voice, “Do you need me to help you find the train police and report him?”
The JK in front of him raised her head and said softly, “No need.
He didn’t touch me.”
“That’s good.”
Suto said nothing more.
The subway arrived at the station, and another wave of people squeezed in.
Suto’s current physical attributes were slightly weaker than those of an adult.
When the people behind him pushed hard, his arms almost couldn’t hold out, and his body leaned forward.
Inevitably, he ended up touching the JK in front of him.
Suto worked hard to pull back and said, “Sorry.
I didn’t mean to…”
The JK’s face turned a little red, and she whispered, “I-It’s okay.”
She turned her face away and raised her hand to brush aside the hair falling beside her ear.
The back of her hand accidentally brushed lightly against the arm Suto had braced beside her.
[Ding—]
The crisp sound of coins colliding suddenly rang out in Suto’s heart.
Suto couldn’t help freezing.
This gentle, extremely well-developed JK in front of him was actually also a [Female Character] from some anime?
He glanced at his wallet balance.
[0 gold coins, 0 silver coins, 34 copper coins]
Another income of 10 copper coins.
He hadn’t expected that being forced to squeeze onto the subway once would be equal to killing five fish.
Suto closed the system panel and felt his mood improve again.
As expected, JKs were still the best.
If he could make money every day by protecting JKs, then maybe buying a bicycle wasn’t absolutely necessary after all.
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