Kitahara Minakaze continued up the stairs and arrived at the third floor.
Just as he reached the third floor…
The students in the hallway cast strange glances at him, seemingly all recognizing him.
He didn’t look fierce; in fact, he was quite handsome.
As for why this was happening, it was a long story.
Simply put, during his first year of high school, due to a loan shark issue, a group of yakuza debt collectors and delinquents had come looking for him, cornering him at the school gates.
Then, the original owner of this body got into a massive brawl right at the gates, making it known to everyone.
He broke a student’s leg.
Although it was self-defense, it was still a vicious incident, and Minakaze, the person at the center of it all, only suffered minor injuries.
Thus, the legend of Kitahara Minakaze the delinquent spread like wildfire.
The final outcome, thanks to the fierce arguing of his mother and Natsume Mio’s father, resulted in a lenient punishment of paying compensation without being expelled.
However, precisely because of this, it bred even more malicious speculation.
Additionally, Minakaze originally had some bad habits, such as smoking, ignoring others, and walking around with a scowl on his face every day, which only deepened the impression that he was a delinquent.
This was the past that Minakaze was recalling right now.
To be honest.
He couldn’t blame others.
Smoking, fighting, and scowling every day—people calling him a delinquent was already giving him face.
Of course, he couldn’t blame the original owner either.
In that situation, if he didn’t fight back, was he supposed to just stand there and get beaten?
As for the smoking, the current Minakaze could also find the memories for it; it seemed it was to make himself look more intimidating, as well as to do some sort of special work.
Although the reason was a bit childish, it was understandable.
As for the constant scowl, there was no defending that.
The original owner just liked that kind of vibe.
He seemed to think it made him look cool…
Yikes.
How embarrassing.
Flipping through the original owner’s memories, Minakaze suddenly felt it was all incredibly chuunibyou.
He rubbed his arms, which had broken out in goosebumps, shivered, and slid open the door to his classroom, Class 2-A.
“Good morning.”
A classmate near the door saw the door open and greeted him out of habit.
Minakaze walked in, glanced at the classmate who greeted him, and politely replied, “Morning.”
“…”
Hearing the inexplicably familiar voice, the classmate turned his head, realized it was Minakaze, and froze.
It wasn’t just him.
Everyone in the entire classroom froze when they saw Minakaze.
They all wore expressions that screamed, ‘Why is this guy at school?
Wasn’t he expelled?’
How hurtful.
Minakaze shrugged and carried his bag to his seat.
The very last row.
Lucky~
As Minakaze sat down.
It just wasn’t as noisy as before.
Everyone seemed to subconsciously lower their voices.
Minakaze rested his chin on his hand, imitating Hikigaya Hachiman, and observed his classmates—supposedly secretly, but actually quite openly.
He looked to see if there were various cliques, like the normie groups and such.
Unexpectedly.
There really were.
Although he wasn’t entirely sure.
After all, the second-year classes had just been shuffled, and the original owner was a chuunibyou who liked to pretend to be aloof.
He basically hadn’t remembered any of his classmates’ names, only having a general impression of them, like “big butt,” “huge boobs,” “glasses guy,” “fat otaku,” “shorty,” “idiot,” and so on…
But how to put it, the aura exuded by the suspected normie group was indeed different.
However.
Even if they were the normie group.
Facing Minakaze’s gaze, they seemed a bit uncomfortable.
A guy who had broken someone’s leg really hit different.
Especially since the original owner was the type who didn’t care about interpersonal relationships at all, mistaking aloofness for being cool.
The silent treatment and bullying were completely useless against him, and they couldn’t beat him in a fight either, so there was really nothing they could do.
Thinking about it this way, he seemed to be the local tyrant of this class.
While thinking about these random things, Minakaze shifted his gaze, no longer causing trouble for the normie group over there.
He began to observe the others.
But this time, he wasn’t just observing; he also tested the effects of [Insight].
[Name: Imai Mitsuyo Strength: 3 Agility: 2 Endurance: 3 Luck: 1 Supernatural Ability: None Special Status: None Overall Assessment: Tier 3]
[Name: Amamiya Saki Strength: 1…]
Minakaze used [Insight] to look at all the classmates in the room, finally coming to a general conclusion.
Most of the people in the class had stats between 2 and 3, and their tiers were also in this range.
Some students who looked good at sports might have a slightly higher stat in one area, but it didn’t affect their tier.
Additionally, the girls were generally slightly weaker than the boys.
It seemed this was the stat range for ordinary high school students.
Which meant around Tier 3.
Considering they were high school students, this was considered the healthiest and most energetic age.
Adults’ stats should be roughly the same; perhaps a bit higher, but probably not by much.
Thinking about it this way, his Tier 8 should be considered pretty impressive…
Tap.
Just as Minakaze was staring into the void, his mind wandering as he pondered over the matter of attributes.
Someone lightly tapped on his desk, pulling his attention back.
The moment his gaze shifted over, he subconsciously activated [Insight].
[Name: Miyata Yui]
Minakaze only had time to clearly read the name before his gaze was drawn to certain soft assets.
It seemed.
The girl in front of him corresponded to the “huge boobs” category in the original owner’s impressions.
They were indeed huge.
Miyata Yui, who had tapped on Minakaze’s desk, looked quite petite.
Standing up, she was about the same height as Minakaze sitting down.
Her face had a subtle hint of baby fat, and she wore her hair in twin tails.
She gave off a very strong anime-girl vibe and was quite cute.
After noticing Minakaze looking at her, she reached out and gestured.
She first patted her own chest, then pointed at his desk, and finally made a series of gestures.
“…What?” Minakaze showed a confused expression, indicating he didn’t understand.
Miyata Yui continued to gesture.
Minakaze felt a bit helpless.
“Speak up. It’s not like I’m going to hit you. I can’t understand you like this. Are you a mute or something?”
These were completely subconscious words.
But just this simple sentence.
Caused the entire classroom to freeze, with everyone glaring at him angrily.
A sense of justice filled the entire room.
As for Miyata Yui herself, after a moment of shock, she very proudly gave him a thumbs-up.
As if saying, You’re right.
“…”
Minakaze remembered now.
There seemed to be…
an actual mute in the class.
And the person in front of him seemed to be her.
Tch.
Looking at her giving a thumbs-up, he felt an intense sense of guilt.
“…Sorry,” Minakaze apologized sincerely.
Miyata Yui shook her head, her twin tails swaying gently.
Then, she extended her slender index finger again, gestured, and pointed at his desk.
Minakaze thought for a moment and said, “I still don’t get it. If it has nothing to do with me, just do whatever you want to do.”
Hearing Minakaze say this, Miyata Yui breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for him to make way.
Minakaze shifted his chair, moving out of the way.
Miyata Yui stood where Minakaze had been sitting, gathered her skirt, squatted down, and pulled out a pile of snacks from inside his desk.
Minakaze: “…”
It took Miyata Yui three trips to move the snacks from Minakaze’s desk to her own.
When she came back the final time, she held two packs of KitKat chocolate and gently placed them on Minakaze’s desk.
Then, full of energy, she gave Minakaze a thumbs-up.
It was probably meant to express her gratitude.
Minakaze looked at the two packs of chocolate on the desk and was deeply moved.
To express his apology for his inappropriate remarks just now, he patted his pockets, found a 5-yen coin, and handed it to her.
Miyata Yui was a bit bewildered and subconsciously took it.
Minakaze nodded in satisfaction and, imitating her, gave a thumbs-up.
With both hands, no less.
Miyata Yui: “…”