Inside the infirmary, the faint scent of disinfectant permeated the air, and various medical instruments glinted with a cold light.
“Your blood sugar is a bit low,” the school nurse said, glancing at the reading on the glucometer while observing Mikage Touji’s complexion.
“Did you skip breakfast or lunch?
That won’t do.
Young people need to learn to take care of their bodies.”
Mikage Touji’s eye twitched as he listened.
He recognized this nurse: Hoshinomiya Chie.
She was the mathematics teacher for their class.
Usually, she appeared in class looking slightly tipsy and smelling of alcohol; it was obvious she spent plenty of nights out drinking!
“It’s nothing serious.
Just replenish some sugar and you’ll be fine.
Be careful next time, okay?” Hoshinomiya Chie withdrew the glucometer and wagged her index finger in a lecturing gesture.
Mikage Touji listened thoughtfully.
‘So, after mental strength is exhausted, does the body continue to consume blood sugar as a substitute?’
“Is that so?” The girl with long, gold-pink hair who had been standing with Hoshinomiya Chie seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
She patted her grand chest and smiled.
“I’m so glad you’re okay.”
‘Huh?
What is this?’
Mikage Touji couldn’t help but raise a hand to shield his eyes.
At this moment, the girl seemed to radiate countless soft rays of light from behind her, diffusing outward and illuminating all things in the world.
A cold glint flashed through Mikage Touji’s eyes.
‘It’s you!
You’re the one who stole my light!’
He had originally thought General Kushida was peerless under heaven, but he hadn’t expected someone to be even more valiant.
Whose general is this?
“Ichinose Honami-san, you and Mikage-kun haven’t even met yet.
There’s no need for that, right?”
Hashimoto Masayoshi stepped forward at the right moment, blocking Mikage Touji’s view and shrugging his shoulders.
‘Ichinose Honami?’
With the hint from Hashimoto, information about her surfaced in Mikage Touji’s mind.
Ichinose Honami.
Currently the most likely candidate to unify Class B, which was ranked right below their Class A.
No!
Rather than saying “most likely to unify,” it was more accurate to say she had already unified Class B—one could even say she did so on the very first day.
With her powerful social skills, sweet looks, and gentle personality, she had conquered everyone in Class B from day one.
The only reason she wasn’t officially called the leader of Class B was that they hadn’t discovered the truth of the S-System yet.
Once the S-System was revealed, her position as the leader of Class B would be set in stone!
Not only that, her network of contacts extended to other classes.
This was evident from the fact that many people in their own class already had Ichinose as a friend.
“You can’t say it like that, Hashimoto-kun.
Everyone is a student of this school.
Even if we don’t know each other now, we definitely will in the future.
Isn’t it good to show concern for a future friend in advance?”
A blinding light shot into Mikage Touji’s inner world, pulling him directly out of his thoughts.
‘Here it comes again!’
With this kind of “salvation for all sentient beings” type of speech, Mikage Touji felt that if she turned into Ultraman, she could definitely last longer than three minutes.
“Right, right!
I really can’t win an argument against you.
I truly have no way of dealing with you high-social-skill types.” Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Catching a glimpse that Mikage Touji had gathered his thoughts, Hashimoto decisively moved out of the way and spread his hands in a helpless gesture.
“Here…”
A hand wearing a black glove handed over a cup of warm water mixed with glucose.
Kito Hayato, who hadn’t spoken a word until now, had gone to help pour the water.
“Thanks, Kito-kun.
And thanks for bringing me here.” Mikage Touji took the cup, his eyes shimmering.
“…”
Kito was momentarily stunned, then reacted.
“You’re welcome.
This is what classmates should do for each other.”
Subsequently, Mikage Touji looked toward Ichinose Honami, who had been waiting for them to finish.
“Thanks to you too, fellow student.
Thank you for your concern.”
“No problem, it’s what I should do.” Ichinose Honami extended her hand toward Mikage Touji with a sweet smile.
“Let me reintroduce myself.
I’m Ichinose Honami from Class 1-B.
Please take care of me from now on.”
“I’m Mikage Touji,” he said, placing the cup on the nearby cabinet and reaching out to shake her hand, his tone brimming with enthusiasm.
“I’ve heard so much about you, Ichinose-san.
I’ve known of your great reputation in Class B for a long time; my classmates all say you’re an outstanding person.”
“That’s not the case at all.
The Class A students overpraise me.” Ichinose Honami scratched her fair cheek, looking a bit embarrassed.
“Then…
although it’s a bit hard to say, could you tell me?”
Mikage Touji’s expression suddenly became serious.
His previously jovial face turned stern, as if he were about to make a major decision.
“Eh?
Tell you what?”
“Which hypnosis app are you using?
If it’s convenient, could you share it with me?” He pulled out his phone as he spoke.
“I can pay points.”
“…Ahahaha,” Ichinose Honami gave a couple of awkward dry laughs.
“Mikage-kun, there’s no such thing.”
“…” Mikage Touji was shocked.
“There isn’t?
Hontoni (Really)?”
“It would be weird if there was such a thing, wouldn’t it?” Hashimoto interjected from the side.
“I…
see…” Mikage Touji appeared somewhat dejected.
“Alright, stop playing around.” Hoshinomiya Chie came over with the examination report.
“There are no problems.
Other than low blood sugar, your health is excellent.
I haven’t seen such a textbook report in a long time.
Observe for another 20 minutes, and if there’s no problem, you can leave.”
“See, I told you there was no problem.” Mikage Touji took a sip of the glucose water.
The warm, sugary liquid slid down his throat, bringing a trace of warmth.
Over the next twenty minutes, Mikage Touji chatted with Ichinose Honami for a while.
During the conversation, Hashimoto would interject occasionally, while Kito leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, silently listening to the group.
Through indirect questioning, Mikage Touji managed to gather a fair amount of intel from Ichinose.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but marvel at the terrifying nature of this girl’s social skills; talking to her never felt pressured.
Instead, it felt like a comfortable spring breeze blowing across the land.
Mikage Touji felt that if the school hadn’t strictly forbidden actively telling first-year students about the S-System in any way, Ichinose Honami would likely have been the first among them to discover the truth of the exams.
Ichinose-san, let’s talk again next time.” Feeling mostly recovered, Mikage Touji was the first to take his leave.
After adding Ichinose as a friend, Mikage Touji put his phone back in his pocket and waved goodbye.
“Yes, I also felt a sense of novelty talking to you, Mikage-kun…”
Ichinose Honami nodded, watching them leave with a perfect smile.
It wasn’t until the three of them disappeared around the corner that Ichinose lowered her waving hand and frowned slightly.
“Oya, what’s wrong, Honami-cha?
This is the first time Sensei has seen you make that expression.” Hoshinomiya Chie asked curiously from the side.
“Mmm…” Ichinose Honami shook her head, but she seemed hesitant.
“I don’t know.
I just feel like something is a bit strange, but I can’t put my finger on it…”
“That?
It might be because of that Mikage-kun.
I heard that in Class A, his classmates call him an ‘oddball’.”
“Eh?
Really?”
“If you think there’s a problem, why not go take a look?
Use your charms and take him down beautifully.”
“Sensei, please stop saying things like that.”
“Haha, just kidding, just kidding.
But Sensei is being serious—if you feel something is off, it’s better to figure it out.”
“I see…”
Meanwhile, the three who had distanced themselves from the infirmary entered into conversation.
“So, what do you think of that Ichinose Honami?” Hashimoto Masayoshi asked.
“Well…”
Mikage Touji slowed his pace, organizing his words.
“She’s a good person.” After mulling it over for a long time, Mikage Touji squeezed out this sentence.
“Mmm…
a capable good person,” he added.
“Everyone who knows her says that, okay?” Hashimoto rolled his eyes.
“Hashimoto-san, besides Ichinose, is there anyone else in Class B worth noting?” Mikage Touji asked suddenly, his eyes lowered as he pinched his chin.
“I heard there’s a guy named Kanzaki Ryuji, but it seems he’s completely fallen for Ichinose.” Hashimoto looked like he was enjoying the gossip.
“Then that’s strange…”
“What’s strange?”
‘She’s too perfect…
Ichinose Honami…’
In Orochimaru’s words, this was—Subarashii!
Beautiful looks, invincible social skills, and exceptionally sharp observation—otherwise, Mikage Touji wouldn’t have used the “hypnosis app” joke to distract her just now.
He had also heard her learning ability was top-tier.
For such a perfect student…
why isn’t she in Class A?
Setting aside Mikage Touji himself, who got in through the back door using his “System.”
Even the chuunibyou, childish, vengeful, and prank-loving Morishita Ai, as well as Miki Yamamura, whose presence was so low, were assigned to Class A.
This indicated that minor, harmless issues were acceptable in the eyes of the school.
And yet Ichinose was in Class B…
It was already known that Class D was called “defective products,” and the provisional leader of Class C was a violent thug.
So what about Class B?