“Is something not right here…?”
The bright sunlight, filtering through the classroom window, made Satoru’s eyes ache.
Minutes ago, he was in the restroom, browsing new anime recommendations.
Minutes later, after washing his hands and pushing open the door, he found himself standing right here.
An unfamiliar classroom, unfamiliar faces.
Eyes, as if seeing a celebrity, were all focused on him.
The most outrageous thing was that the entire world’s art style had turned into two-dimensional anime!
“What the hell is going on?
Where did I get transported to?
Is this even still China?”
Satoru roared internally, suspecting he had been set up by Doraemon.
His restroom door had been swapped for an Anywhere Door!
He had definitely transmigrated!
At the podium, a middle-aged man in a suit smiled at him, then turned to the class and spoke in fluent Japanese:
[Everyone, allow me to introduce you.
This is Satoru, our exchange student from Huaxia!]
Satoru couldn’t understand a single word of the Japanese chatter.
“Minasan… Satoru…”
Relying on his vast experience watching anime, Satoru guessed that the teacher was introducing him.
[Ding!
The “Cut-Off and Become Strong” system has been bound!]
[Welcome to the High-Risk Multiverse!
Host Satoru!]
A cold, mechanical voice boomed in his mind, and Satoru froze for a moment.
“A system?!
A High-Risk Multiverse?!”
As an old anime fan and a seasoned web novel reader, Satoru’s heart warmed!
With a system’s blessing, this was a perfect start!
So he transmigrated!
So be it!
Satoru suppressed the excitement in his heart and quickly scanned the classroom.
A familiar figure caught his eye.
Long flaxen hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, her skin was fair as snow, and her delicate profile glowed with a sacred halo in the sunlight.
Even a simple school uniform couldn’t conceal her dazzling brilliance.
“It’s Shiina Mahiru?”
As if sensing Satoru’s gaze.
The girl slightly turned her head, her caramel-colored eyes meeting Satoru’s for a fleeting moment.
The next second, she quickly lowered her gaze, focusing on her textbook, as if silently drawing a line between them.
In those eyes, Satoru saw a subtle sense of distance.
Making the girl seem like an unapproachable “Angel.”
But Satoru didn’t mind.
“It seems this world isn’t very dangerous.”
“Isn’t this just a pure romance slice-of-life anime?
How could it be high-risk?”
Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, but the system’s voice rang out again.
[In all the myriad worlds, all beings have their own operational trajectories, which are their destined plotlines.]
[Key characters carry great karmic luck.
If the Host can intervene or alter the corresponding plot, completing the iconic events in their ‘destined plotline,’ you will gain a large amount of karmic luck, and have a chance to replicate their core abilities/traits!]
“Cut off the plot?
Replicate abilities?”
Satoru’s eyes instantly lit up!
Isn’t this a cheat code tailor-made for him?
Satoru knew exactly what would happen in which anime at what time!
This wave, this wave is a crow sitting on an airplane, about to take off!
[Loading necessary identity information for Host: Exchange student in Class 1-B, first year, Seijo High School.
Residence arranged, language pack… loaded.
Initial funds disbursed to pocket.]
[Host’s current attribute panel has been generated, please view it yourself.]
A stream of information flooded his mind, instantly making him proficient in Japanese, his identity clear, and his address known.
“So handsome!
Now our class doesn’t just have an angel!
We also have a god-tier handsome guy!”
“I wish I were that handsome!”
“He must be at least 1.9 meters tall, right?
His shoulders are so broad, so reassuring!”
“With that face, I declare you the strongest!”
“I announce that starting today, I am an international exchange enthusiast!”
Whether it was the homeroom teacher’s introduction or the students’ whispers, Satoru now understood everything.
Satoru maintained a polite smile on his face, while his mind rapidly processed the system’s information.
With a thought, a translucent panel visible only to him appeared before his eyes:
[Host: Satoru]
Strength: 5 (Normal human level)
Agility: 5.2 (Normal human level)
Constitution: 4.5 (Slightly sub-healthy)
Spirit: 6 (Transmigrator soul amplification)
Charm: S (Close to reader’s attractiveness)
Luck: C- (Initial system blessing)
(Levels from low to high are F-rank to SSS-rank)
Karmic Luck Value: 0
Abilities: None
Items: ID, smartphone, keys, student credit card (limit 100,000 yen)
“As expected, it’s a relatively high level of charm.”
Satoru examined himself using the reflection in the window.
“Good heavens, it’s a physical transmigration after all.”
His face was still his own, his original 9/10 attractiveness now enhanced with the unique delicate touch of a shoujo manga male lead, yet without losing his masculine appeal.
He was still wearing his classic casual attire: a white oversized T-shirt and straight-leg casual pants.
As for the physique on the panel, Satoru chose to ignore it.
There was nothing he could do about it; although he still had some muscle definition, long-term late nights meant being sub-healthy was inevitable.
But… the initial funds are a credit card?
What’s with that?
Will he have to work hard to pay off his credit card later?
Satoru suppressed the urge to complain and, at the homeroom teacher’s signal, walked to the blackboard.
When he spoke, it was in authentic Japanese.
“Hello everyone, I am Satoru from Huaxia.”
After speaking, he added humorously: “I’m 1.88 meters tall.
Singing, dancing, RAP, and basketball are all still in practice.”
“Boom!”
The girls below instantly erupted, letting out bursts of good-natured laughter and exclamations, and the atmosphere immediately became lively.
Under the homeroom teacher’s arrangement, Satoru’s seat was next to Shiina Mahiru.
More precisely, it was in the adjacent row, as the classroom had individual desks.
“Anlan-kun, this is Shiina-san, a celebrity at our school.
You can ask her if you have any questions.”
As the homeroom teacher’s enthusiastic introduction concluded.
Satoru’s first class after transmigrating was about to officially begin.
Just then.
The students beside him were whispering about something, interspersed with some familiar terms:
“…Did you hear?
Last night, the ‘Ghoul’ in the next district committed another crime, and a whole squad of CCG investigators died!”
“It’s even worse in Z City; the ‘Monster’ disaster level is almost Dragon-level, and several S-class heroes from the Hero Association have been dispatched!”
“And Yokohama, another monster alert has been issued!
The defense force isn’t enough anymore!”
“Right, right, did you see those words from Hirokawa Kōshi?
As a mayoral candidate, isn’t it bad to make such controversial ecological statements!”
“Iwate Prefecture is even weirder; there seem to be many anomalies, I don’t know if they’re the legendary Cursed Spirits, and several blocks have already been cordoned off!”
Ghoul, Monster, Kaiju, Hirokawa Kōshi, Cursed Spirit?!
“Holy crap!”
Satoru’s expression instantly froze.
“This is a pure romance slice-of-life anime?!
This is clearly a hell-level difficulty Frankenstein world!”
“I hope Junji Ito doesn’t make a cameo too soon!”
“If I don’t have some solid strength, I’ll be minced meat just going out to buy groceries, seriously!”
“System!
Bro System!
I was wrong, is it still not too late to send me back?!”
Satoru instantly understood his predicament.
He had to constantly grow stronger to survive in this world!
The system’s electronic voice continued to sound!
[Ding!
Scanning for high-value cut-off nodes in the current world…]
On the system panel, familiar names and avatars flashed by: Kasumigaoka Utaha, Yukinoshita Yukino, Eriri… But strangely, all these avatars were grayed out.
Does that mean the corresponding cut-off events haven’t officially happened yet?
It seems he needs to personally intervene in the plot to understand the rules.
With his familiarity with the plot, he could definitely extract a lot of karmic luck!
[Priority Recommendation: Discovered target with extremely high karmic luck entanglement — Shiina Mahiru!
Her destiny trajectory contains an excellent cut-off node, strongly recommend Host to prioritize contact!]
[Destined Plotline Node: The first encounter of giving an umbrella in the rain is about to happen]
[Key Character: Fujimiya Amane (Original storyline karmic luck bearer)]
[Event Description: In 2 hours, at a park near the school, replace the original male lead ‘Fujimiya Amane’ and offer an umbrella to Shiina Mahiru, who is caught in the rain.]
[System Tip: Successfully replacing Fujimiya Amane to complete this event is expected to grant core traits ‘Scholar Trait’ and ‘Amusement Master’]
[Also gain a large amount of karmic luck!
Greatly enhance Host’s basic luck in this world and Mahiru’s initial favorability!]
[If you choose to observe, you will gain a passerby trait, and you will gain nothing.]
“Replace Fujimiya Amane?
Cut off his angel?”
“And gain his abilities?
That sounds a bit exciting, huh.”
Satoru glanced at the clear sky outside the window, having already made up his mind.
“Sorry, Fujimiya Amane-kun!”
“Your angel, I will protect her!”
“I’m just a passing umbrella giver!”
After figuring all this out.
Satoru opened the system and began to study it.
This was key to his survival in this world.
He absolutely had to understand it… Time passed by minute by minute.
At three in the afternoon, the dismissal bell rang promptly.
The sky had become overcast at some point, looking like a storm was brewing.
[Cut-Off Node Countdown: 1 hour 14 minutes 51 seconds]
“Damn it, it’s going to rain, and I didn’t bring an umbrella.”
A chorus of wails filled the classroom.
Several girls blushed, somewhat eager, wondering if they should invite Satoru to walk home together and share an umbrella.
Satoru ignored the hopeful expressions of these girls, decisively packed his things, and left the classroom without looking back.
It was time to prepare for the cut-off!
Shiina Mahiru also finished packing.
She looked at the dark clouds outside the window.
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of imperceptible indifference and trouble flashed in her eyes.
“Is it going to rain…?”