I hope the reader lords can stomach it.
I am not very good at writing fight scenes and characters, so please do not mind too much.
Comments are requested, thank you.
I will write a lot of exciting things later on.
Brain Storage Box
If you have any good suggestions, you can bring them up, and I will try my best to adopt them.
By the way, dear bosses, you can read the first chapter and go directly to the second volume.
The first volume is used for foreshadowing)
At a certain ordinary high school academy.
In an ordinary classroom, a loli teacher who was only about 1.5 meters tall had a 1.78-meter-tall female high school student standing beside her.
Raven-black, waterfall-like long hair draped over her back, framing a pair of fairy-tale-like elven eyes.
“Wow, this transfer student is really so pretty. These eyes are simply breathtakingly beautiful.”
“Her appearance is just a little bit worse than Wakaba Hiiro in the class. I hope she does not speak up like Wakaba.”
“I really want to go up and chat with her.”
(No way, bro, you are truly starving. In my hometown, people do not care about these things at all.) She thought to herself.
“Everyone be quiet. This is the new transfer student. Below, we invite this transfer student to give a self-introduction,” snapped teacher Okazaki Kanamami, which finally quieted down the originally noisy classroom.
“Hello, classmates. My name is Hina. I am 16 years old this year, and I live in the residential area next to the comic book store near the academy. I go to bed at 10 PM every night, ensuring I get a full 8 hours of sleep daily. Before sleeping, I always drink a glass of warm milk, then do 20 minutes of stretching exercises. Once I get into bed, I fall fast asleep immediately, sleeping soundly until dawn without ever leaving fatigue and pressure to the next day. The doctors all say I am very normal. Please treat me well.”
Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent.
It is hard to imagine that a high-looking, well-figured female high school student would say such JoJo-esque words in a mature big-sister voice.
“Th-such a unique self-introduction. Classmate Juri, hurry up and find a place to sit down. There is an empty seat next to Wakaba Hiiro, you can sit there”
“Okay, teacher.” After saying that, Hina sat down in the seat beside Wakaba Hiiro and began the class of today.
Below is the inner monologue of Hina.
“My name is Chen Yuan, which was the name of my past life. That is not the point. The point is that I, a big man, actually transmigrated into a girl. It does not seem like much, after all, this matter has to be faced sooner or later. Things started a few days ago.”
In my past life, after learning that the anime production team for Kumoko had disbanded and the manga had stopped updating, and failing to see any other production team step in to take over for a long time, I was worried and saddened for quite a long period.
While going out to buy groceries one day, I was hit flying by a truck leading straight to another world.
Rescue efforts failed, and I ascended on the spot.
Thus, I arrived on the planet where Kumoko was located, and unexpectedly bound a sign-in system; its functions are divided into three types: first, daily sign-in (random rewards, anything goes); second, location sign-in; third, character sign-in (Note: for the latter two, the higher the status in the original work, the richer the rewards, and character sign-in requires contact with people to sign in).
This made my anger about turning into a girl subside.
Not only did I harvest this information, but there was also an unexpected harvest—the system let something slip!
“This is that lord’s…” That lord must refer to the Author, right?
Well, back to the main topic.
When I came to the classroom where Kumoko was located, I signed in for [Top-tier Singing Ability], and then signed in for [Genius Honor Student Ability] from the teacher.
Now I can become self-taught just by reading books.
On the first day of transmigrating here, the system thoughtfully arranged my accommodation, identity, and admission procedures.
As for the money, it was all obtained for free through sign-ins.
As for the language issue, the system directly implanted Japanese into my brain.
Let me tell you, it really hurt so much—it was equivalent to having a piece of tofu covered in needles.
Hina did not forget her purpose.
She looked around: let alone spider webs, not even a shadow of a bug was seen.
It looked like it was still too early.
Listening to the teacher’s classical Chinese class is so boring.
For individual students in the class, it is indeed very boring.
To kill some time, Hina decided to do something meaningful, such as secretly glancing at Evil God D, which was Wakaba Hiiro.
I have to say, seeing Wakaba Hiiro with my own eyes in reality is much prettier than Wakaba Hiiro in the anime.
At this moment, Wakaba Hiiro was reading a manga and noticed that Hina was looking at her, so Wakaba Hiiro glanced at Hina.
Hina hurriedly turned her head toward the blackboard, feeling so embarrassed that she could mentally dig out a three-bedroom apartment.
To ease the awkwardness, Hina took out a comic book from her drawer.
Wakaba Hiiro’s gaze was instantly attracted by the comic in Hina’s hand.
Written on the cover of the comic was ninja must die 3, and the cover featured an image of Hayabusa drawing the Yin Sword.