“Yes, Katsuko-sensei.”
Haruto, who had completely accepted the fact of his transmigration, stood up neither humbly nor arrogantly and walked to the front of the podium with steady steps.
He picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard.
His bold and powerful handwriting caused some of the girls below to look over one after another.
“Hello everyone, my name is Haruto…”
Haruto said with a smile, his voice loud and clear.
As he took the stage, the female students below began to whisper among themselves.
“Wow… the new student is so Handsome—” One girl held her cheeks with both hands, her eyes sparkling with infatuation.
“His body also looks quite strong and powerful—” Another girl couldn’t help but praise as she looked at Haruto’s tall and straight figure.
Listening to the discussions below, Haruto felt secretly proud.
The combined effect of the ‘Charm’ and ‘Handsome’ skills was indeed quite good~
It seemed that his harem path in this world had already taken a solid first step…
In Japan, the curriculum for high school students was still quite relaxed compared to China.
Because the education system mainly followed the American model, students had more time to develop their own interests and hobbies.
And today, being the first day of school, was just a routine day for most students—mainly receiving new semester textbooks, reuniting with long-lost classmates, and getting to know a few new teachers.
The whole process was relaxed and pleasant, without any pressure.
Haruto flipped through the textbooks he had received and felt no pressure at all.
After all, he was a young man who had stood out from a rote education system and successfully completed his university studies, and now he had entered this Japanese high school as an international student.
To him, the coursework here was a piece of cake and easily handled.
Now his mind was mainly on the system’s leveling up.
This system was not the usual monster-slaying level-up found in games, but a special mechanism designed specifically for the ‘Harem King.’
To increase his level, Haruto had to constantly conquer beauties with a beauty score of at least 80 and take them into his harem.
What was even more shocking was that the system also set many additional bonus conditions: for every beauty added, the level increased by 1; if she was a virgin, another 1 was added; if he could have both mother and daughter or both sisters, the level would increase by an extra 1!
Take the mother-daughter pair Miyajima Sakura and Miyajima Tsubaki from ‘Hypnotic Guidance’ as an example: if Sakura was still a virgin, taking her into the harem would raise his level by 2; if he only took the mother Miyajima Tsubaki, he could only add 1 level; but if he could take both mother and daughter, with each side adding 1 plus the bonus, the total would be 5 levels!
The same logic applied to sisters.
This was practically inducing him to become a ‘NTR’ practitioner and play out mother-daughter or sister-sister scenes!
“Hehe, what a beastly system, but I like it!”
Haruto secretly rejoiced, glancing around at the many beauties in the class, calculating the ‘materials’ for leveling up.
Even the outstandingly elegant Katsuko-sensei standing on the podium seemed to have become a potential target in his eyes.
They’re all doable, all of them!
One by one, it felt like none of them were ugly!
Haruto was rubbing his hands, immersed in fantasies of how to take the initiative, when suddenly, a commotion nearby pulled him back to reality.
“Hey, Natsuha-chan, do you want to go out and play after school?”
A blond-haired punk approached Shinomiya Natsuha with a grinning face.
“Please show some respect and don’t call me Natsuha-chan! Please call me Shinomiyajima! I’m not that familiar with you!”
Shinomiya Natsuha’s face darkened, and she refused very sternly.
However, the punk did not back down because of this; instead, he shamelessly leaned in closer and even reached out his hand, attempting to grab Shinomiya Natsuha’s arm.
“You guy—don’t touch me!” Shinomiya Natsuha exclaimed, quickly backing away.
“It’s just holding hands, what’s the big deal?”
The punk laughed brazenly, attempting to do something even more excessive.
The surrounding classmates were also attracted by this sudden commotion and cast curious glances over.
However, when they saw it was the punk making trouble, they all lowered their heads, clearly not wanting to invite trouble.
This punk was a well-known delinquent in this school.
If you provoked him, you might be surrounded and beaten by a group of thugs after school, and you’d likely be bullied by them in school from then on.
School bullying in Japan was very serious, and no one wanted to get into trouble over something that didn’t concern them.
However, just at the critical moment, a strong and powerful hand reached out, grabbing the blond-haired punk’s arm like an iron pincer.
“Eh? Sawamura-san?” Shinomiya Natsuha exclaimed, turning her head to look at Haruto.
“Didn’t you hear Classmate Shinomiyajima? I told you not to touch her!” Haruto said with a cold face and a firm tone.
“You brat, I advise you not to mind other people’s busi— Ow, ow, ow! It hurts! Let go—”
Before the blond-haired punk could finish his sentence, he screamed in agony due to the sharp pain coming from his arm.
He tried to break free from Haruto’s grip, only to find that the other party’s hand strength was astonishing; he couldn’t budge it even a fraction.
“Hmph,” Haruto snorted coldly, giving the blond-haired punk’s arm a gentle push forward.
The blond-haired punk stumbled back several steps, rolled a few times, and only barely came to a stop after knocking over two desks.
He scrambled up miserably, clutching his aching arm and glaring at Haruto with a face full of rage.
“You… you’ve got… such incredible strength!” the blond-haired punk said in disbelief.
He hadn’t expected this seemingly frail Chinese international student to possess such terrifying power, but soon, his fury drowned out his fear.
A mere Chinese student, a Shina pig, actually dared to make him lose face in front of so many people?
“Damn you, just wait until school’s out! I’m going to make you pay!”
The blond-haired punk spat out a vicious threat, glared at Haruto, then turned around and stormed out, slamming the door.
He knew that with his strength alone, he probably couldn’t beat Haruto.
But two fists are no match for four hands; he decided to call up a group of delinquent friends after school to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.
“Wow, so cool!”
“It’s like watching an idol drama!”
Seeing Haruto’s hero-saves-the-beauty moment, the surrounding female students’ eyes sparkled as they began to gossip.
In their eyes, Haruto was practically the incarnation of perfection: handsome, tall, clearly from a wealthy family to be studying abroad, and he could fight well too.
He was simply the campus god!
Haruto smiled at them, then quickly walked over to Shinomiya Natsuha, taking her arm to check it carefully.
“Did that guy squeeze you? Do you need me to take you to the school infirmary?” Haruto asked with concern.
“No… it’s okay…” Shinomiya Natsuha’s face flushed bright red as she looked at Haruto’s gentle expression.
Her voice stammered; she wanted to thank Haruto for helping her out, but at the thought of that blond-haired punk and his delinquent friends, she couldn’t help but worry: “Sawamura-san, let’s go find Teacher Kurose Katsuko! That guy is definitely going to cause trouble for you as soon as school is over…”
“It’s fine, it’s just a small matter. I’m not worried about it,” Haruto said with a smile, not giving the blond-haired punk a second thought.
This was the confidence the ‘Sturdy’ ability gave him.
This ability granted him the peak physical standards of a human: his running speed was comparable to Usain Bolt, and his lifting strength rivaled Aleksey Lovchev.
Beating up a few delinquents would be a walk in the park.
“Classmate Shinomiyajima, looking at that punk’s attitude, he might harass you again in the future. Where do you live? If it’s close, I can walk you home after school,” Haruto asked caringly.
“Eh… Eh!?”