This is a room in an ordinary residential house in Kanai City, a certain country. The bookshelves in the room are filled with books, even by the bedside. Yesterday, the owner of the room was working hard until late at night. Some people might think that the owner of the room is a very studious student, but that would only be half correct. The correct part is that the owner of the room is indeed a student. However, it would be wrong to say that the owner is purposely pretending to be knowledgeable and putting all these books without actually reading them. The truth is, the owner has read every single one of these books on the shelf and is familiar with their contents.

But what makes these books different from what most people would imagine is that they are not the typical scholarly books. Instead, they are manga and related magazines, the favorite genres of the owner of the room, who is currently sleeping in bed. On the floor, there are various video games scattered around, indicating that the young boy had a tiring night.

Just as the young boy, Ryuto, was immersed in a pleasant dream, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, which abruptly pulled him back to reality. Ryuto used his hand to cover his stomach and opened his eyes.

In front of him stood a girl of about fifteen years old. She had a crimson ponytail on the right side of her head, tied with a blue ribbon. She was wearing a brand new school uniform, with a dark blue long-sleeved blouse on top, a white shirt underneath, a navy blue pleated skirt that fell slightly above her knees, and thigh-high socks that extended over her knees. The girl had her hands on her hips, furrowing her brows and glaring at Ryuto.

The girl possessed a beauty that would make anyone turn their heads on the street, even though she was wearing a simple school uniform. This natural beauty couldn't be diminished by anything, causing people to sigh in amazement. Perhaps the word "adorable" would be more accurate to describe this beauty, at least in Ryuto's eyes. The girl was none other than Asuka Amagi, Ryuto's younger sister who was one year younger. As soon as Ryuto saw her, he immediately put on a helpless expression.

"I did mention yesterday that you should wake me up this morning, but there's no need to step on me. There must be other ways, right?"

"I called you so many times, but you didn't react at all! You idiot brother! Today is the first day of high school, you can't be late!"

Asuka said in a stern tone. Ryuto scratched his head, showing a troubled expression.

"Yesterday, I played late, so it's understandable. But there's no need to resort to this method. Asuka, don't you realize how powerful your kick is? If it were someone else, they would have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, or maybe even died on the spot."

Ryuto hadn't finished speaking when he immediately felt a strong sense of regret. He covered his mouth and trembled, looking at Asuka.

"Uh... Um, Miss Asuka, please don't misunderstand. I just wanted to say that you have innate strength, exquisite bones... um, let's just skip over that."

Ryuto tried to salvage the situation, but it seemed to have little effect. Instead, it felt like he was digging himself into a deeper hole. Asuka's whole body trembled, she clenched her fists, lowered her head, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly shouted.

"You idiot brother! If you keep talking, I'll throw away your game console and manga!"

Upon hearing this, Ryuto immediately knelt on the bed, bowed his head, and prepared to kowtow.

"I'm really sorry. I will finish within 30 seconds. Please, have mercy and forgive any mistakes I made earlier, Miss Asuka."

Asuka, still angry, walked out of the room. So, gentlemen who harbor fantasies about real-life sisters, wake up. This is reality. Real-life sisters can never compare to 2D sisters.

Ryuto wiped the sweat off his forehead and felt grateful that he had escaped a disaster. But why did it feel like the ground was shaking? Was it just an illusion? In any case, another busy day began, and Ryuto thought about this with a happy feeling.

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After finishing everything, Ryuto sat at the dining table and ate his breakfast heartily. In between mouthfuls, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Asuka, your cooking keeps getting better and better! It's really delicious!"

Upon hearing this, Asuka was first surprised, then she lowered her head and muttered in a soft voice, showing a shy and embarrassed expression."Is that so...?"

After seeing Ryuto, Asuka stood up and leaned in, showing a worried expression on his face.

"Asuka, you seem a bit strange today. Is something wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing... Besides, don't get so close, you idiot brother."

Asuka threw a straight punch at Ryuto's face and a hint of blush appeared on her face. However, Ryuto didn't notice, perhaps because of the pain.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Ryuto let out a cry of pain and rubbed his face with his hand. He felt a bit strange and looked around.

"Why isn't Father here?"

"He left on a trip yesterday, just like before."

For some reason, Asuka suddenly had a cold expression and a hint of disdain in her tone.

"Oh, I see. So, it's really like that... It's frustrating that I remembered yesterday but forgot today. My memory is really terrible."

"Ugh..."

Looking at Ryuto, Asuka sighed helplessly.

At that moment, the television next to them suddenly aired a news report about a criminal gang with superpowers robbing a bank. Ryuto watched it with great admiration.

"Wow! Having superpowers is really convenient. Why don't I have them? If I did, it would be so wonderful!"

Asuka frowned after hearing this, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and glared at Ryuto.

"What are you thinking, you idiot brother? Eat quickly and leave."

After finishing her sentence, she stood up and prepared to leave. Ryuto quickly finished his breakfast, grabbed his things, and followed closely behind.

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This is an era where superhumans are quite common, though saying they are common might be an exaggeration. However, not everyone can become a superhuman. Some are born with superpowers, while others develop them during their growth. But the former only constitute a small percentage. Superhumans can be found all over the world, and the reasons for their existence are unknown. Although there are extremely similar abilities among them, no two abilities are exactly the same and each person can only have one superpower. The appearance of superhumans has greatly changed the world and has also influenced the military balance between countries.

The strength of superpowers is described using Kinesis and is divided into four levels from lowest to highest: C, B, A, and S.

C-level indicates a certain level of Kinesis, meaning it has some practical value.

B-level indicates a stronger Kinesis, meaning it has great practical value.

A-level indicates a very strong Kinesis, which has military value.

S-level indicates an extremely powerful Kinesis, capable of directly confronting a large country's military.

Of course, there are not only superhumans in this world but also magicians who use magic by manipulating mana. Magicians are similar to superhumans in that their magical strength determines their proficiency.

Currently, there are five known S-level superhumans and five S-level magicians in the world. In the field of magic, there are two major magical families and two major Yin-Yang families. Yin-Yang magic is also a type of magic.

Unlike superpowers, magic can be obtained through learning, and a person can learn more than one type of magic, which may seem more convenient than having a power. However, there are some limitations to magic. Learning magic requires talent, and talent can limit what one is able to learn. Especially when it comes to powerful magic, there must be a certain family bloodline to have the possibility. The restrictions of bloodline are significant. Although it might not be difficult to master some ordinary magic, it takes a much longer time to master powerful magic. Therefore, mastering one type of magic is already the limit.

As for how long it takes, no one knows, as it varies from person to person. It could be several years or even decades. At the same time, there is no absolute power in magic. The more proficient a magician becomes, the stronger their mana, and the greater the power of their magic. The same goes for superpowers. The stronger the Kinesis, the more powerful it becomes. In this aspect, both powers are the same. But whether it is a power or magic, they make it possible for "one person alone to influence a country." Looking through history, the Flosta Kingdom incident three years ago and the Second World War have made this point deeply understood."Sigh! So tired, can't even keep my eyes open." Ryuto complained while sitting on the chair, yawning, but he had no regrets about staying up late yesterday.

Asuka, sitting in the row in front, turned around upon hearing the complaint, with a stern look on her face.

"Whose fault is it that you stayed up so late? You foolish brother."

"What can I do? The manga book I ordered online finally arrived yesterday. I've been waiting for over a month. How can I sleep without finishing it? It's my duty!"

"Sigh, always reading manga, never taking a look at textbooks. It's because of this that your grades are so bad, and you barely passed the entrance exam."

"......"

Ryuto had no response to Asuka's words, he could only awkwardly smile while scratching the back of his head.

At this moment, a hedgehog with sunglasses appeared. Even without taking a closer look, Ryuto knew who it was. Only one person in his memory would dress like this, and that person was Ryuto's best friend, Sengoku Ono.

Sengoku walked quickly towards them, greeting Ryuto cheerfully.

"Hey Ryuto, did you have a great summer vacation?"

"Of course! I indulged myself in numerous "books" during the summer vacation and gained a lot of knowledge!"

"I see, that explains why you look so lethargic. I went to Hawaii myself, there were so many beautiful girls there, had a great time. If it weren't for the start of the school year, I wouldn't want to come back!"

"That sounds awesome!"

Suddenly, Ryuto turned his head towards Asuka as if he remembered something.

"Asuka, there's going to be an opening ceremony in the gym later. You're the representative of the new students, right?"

"Yes, it's a bit late now, I have to go soon. See you later, foolish brother."

After Asuka finished speaking, she stood up and left.

Sengoku looked at Asuka's figure and praised.

"Your sister is really outstanding! Even though she should be one grade below us, she skipped a grade and became the representative of the new students. She even received an invitation from the student council. Her total score on the entrance exam was nearly perfect, the highest in the history of this school. Famous universities like Chiba University and Pudong University have sent her invitation letters, inviting her to enroll early. But she refused...sigh...I'm really envious of your sister! I'm quite jealous."

"Of course, I've always been proud. Feel free to be jealous!"

Sengoku smiled and shook his head.

"By the way, I've always found it strange. With the internet being so developed nowadays, aren't there electronic versions of manga available online?"

"Yes, and?"

"Why do you still buy physical books then?"

Sengoku pointed at the manga book in Ryuto's hands as he spoke.

"Of course, there's a difference!"

"A difference?"

Facing Sengoku's bewildered expression, Ryuto paused for a moment before answering with a very professional tone.

"Let me tell you a famous saying!"

Then he closed his eyes.

"If you love it, you must buy the original version. Physical books cannot be compared to those electronic versions!"

Ryuto strongly declared his viewpoint with a slightly crazy tone.

"......"

Sengoku, as his best friend, had nothing to say, perhaps it was something he had grown used to. Then, as if changing the subject, he continued.

"Oh, Ryuto, do you know that Miyuki just released a new song recently!"

Ryuto's face showed a strange expression as he replied with a question.

"Who is Miyuki?"

Sengoku looked at Ryuto as if he were looking at an alien, after staring for a while, he suddenly yelled.

"Although I expected it, I never thought that you would even know nothing about Miyuki! Oh! My God! Please save this lost lamb!"

"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? It makes me seem like an alien. Besides, I'm not a lamb, what part of me is like one?"Ryuto couldn't help but wear an expression of difficulty. For certain reasons, he didn't pay much attention to real people, whereas Sengoku was just excitedly babbling on.

"Is this an exaggeration? Tenjouin Miyuki is currently the hottest internet idol. Not only does she sing well, but she's also beautiful and very popular! I'm her number one fan, and I'm only saying this because we're buddies. Would you like me to introduce you to her fan club? Others can't just join, you know. Show me some gratitude!"

Sengoku puffed out his chest proudly, obviously speaking from the standpoint of being Tenjouin Miyuki's number one fan. Wow, is this the legendary existence of "brain-dead fans"? It feels even cooler than myself. Although this proposal might be useful for some people, it's a different story for Ryuto.

"Is that so? But I'm not interested in real-life idols."

After saying that, Ryuto picked up a manga book and immersed himself in it, seemingly oblivious to anything else. In response, Sengoku could only sigh with a touch of helplessness, rubbing his forehead.

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At 8 o'clock, the opening ceremony was held on time in the gymnasium. Ryuto deliberately chose a seat towards the back, in a corner where no one would bother him. Thinking this way, Ryuto leisurely read his book. After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding noise suddenly disappeared. Ryuto instinctively looked up and found that everyone's gaze was focused on the podium in front of him.

Standing on the podium was a girl with a smiling face. She was also wearing a uniform, with lavender-colored hair flowing down to her waist like a lavender blossom. Her hair was tied up with a large ribbon. The girl possessed extraordinary beauty that could capture anyone's attention. Unlike Asuka's cuteness, she could only be described as graceful and mature. Along with her smile that seemed to melt everything, boys were instantly captivated, while girls surrendered immediately, believing that even jealousy was foolish. Her behavior indicated an aristocratic upbringing and excellent education. She was simply the ideal female in a man's eyes. This was a totally different kind of intimidation from violence, yet it was even more powerful.

However, Ryuto could always sense something out of harmony, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.

While Ryuto was pondering, Sengoku, who was sitting beside him, started talking non-stop.

"She's Arashi Manami from Class A of the second year. She was elected as the student council president with almost unanimous votes, making her the youngest student council president in Kanagawa High School. Her academic performance has consistently ranked first in the year, and she's perfect in all aspects. In people's eyes, she's a perfect superhuman..."

Before Sengoku could finish, Ryuto couldn't help but mentally complain. You've really done your research, haven't you? It seems like it's our first day of school, big brother. You have the potential to be a detective, no, more like a paparazzo. And at a captain level, no, a national secret agent.

Even while introducing her, Sengoku's gaze hadn't left the podium. He was completely focused, afraid of missing any exciting moments.

Standing at the front of the podium, Manami stood silently, and with a smile that could kill, she began her speech.

"Here, on behalf of Kanagawa High School, I welcome all the juniors to our school. I hope you all have a pleasant high school life here. If any of you juniors have difficulties, don't hesitate to come and talk to me. You are all very welcome!"

As soon as she finished speaking, it caused a fervent reaction. Is this the so-called celebrity effect?

"It's great to be able to come to this school. Years of effort have finally paid off!"

"Manami-senpai is truly charming!"

"Senior, I have a difficulty, really, I have a big difficulty that needs to be solved."

"Goodbye to my bitter middle school life! Hello to my brilliant high school life!"

"God has finally smiled upon me! Thank you, Jesus! Thank you, God!"

Reactions like these... Firstly, can you have a little more decency? Secondly, don't publicly declare yourself as a brain-dead fan like that! Thirdly, damn, you definitely have some skills with women. Lying so professionally, it's like being a professional swindler. I didn't think there was a profession for lying without blinking. You have the potential to be a con artist. Truly a talented person. Indeed, we have many talented people in our country. Fourthly, I really want to ask, just what kind of middle school life did you have? Lastly, even God has come out. Isn't it too exaggerated? Doesn't Jesus seem a bit restless? But the crowd quickly quieted down.Manami showed no signs of boredom, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. It seemed that she was adept at handling such occasions and appeared completely at ease.

"Now, we would like to invite our representative for the new students, Asuka Amagi, to give a speech," the announcer said.

Afterwards, Manami slowly retreated to the back, her face still wearing the same smile as always. It even made people feel a little uneasy, as if she had an unfathomable depth. Ryuto couldn't help but shiver at the thought. However, he soon realized that it had nothing to do with him, a mere insignificant person in comparison. So he continued on his "journey of self-improvement" and didn't pay any attention to the principal's speech that followed.

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After the opening ceremony, it was time for the official classes to begin. This school, like others, practiced what they called "differentiated education." Based on their entrance exam scores, students were divided into classes A-E. Classes A-C were considered the elite classes, while classes D-E were for the underachievers. All educational resources were prioritized for the elite classes, and when it came to selecting students for university recommendations or scholarships, only the elite classes were taken into consideration. Well, at least that was supposed to be the case, but there were always exceptions.

The classroom door suddenly swung open, and a woman in her mid-twenties with short hair entered, holding a roll call list in her arms. As she walked up to the podium, she exuded energy as she spoke.

"Hello, everyone! I am the homeroom teacher who will guide you through your enjoyable high school life starting from today. My name is Hayasaka Rin, but you can call me Ms. Rin. I'm looking forward to working with all of you!"

Whether it was because it was the beginning of the school year or because they were influenced by the energetic words of their homeroom teacher, the students responded with enthusiasm.

At that moment, a man wearing glasses entered the room. He seemed refined. The homeroom teacher, Ms. Rin, introduced him.

"This is our assistant homeroom teacher."

"Hello, everyone. I am the assistant homeroom teacher, Riki Ishida."

His voice was deep and powerful, and he didn't say much. In contrast to his appearance, his introduction was brief and to the point.

"Before we start classes, there is something we need to address. Asuka Amagi, please come to the front."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire class's attention focused on Asuka, except for one person. Ryuto tried to move his body as far away as possible to avoid being caught in the gaze of everyone else.

Asuka, called upon, calmly stood up and walked to the front without paying any attention to the gazes around her. For some reason, Ms. Rin had been staring at Asuka since earlier, and she continued to do so until Asuka walked up to her. It was easy to misinterpret this scene. Ryuto couldn't help but comment inwardly, whether it was like a talent scout discovering a prodigy or like a "human trafficker" assessing the value of a "product," or perhaps... Moreover, Asuka was too cold towards others. This wouldn't do, as she wouldn't be able to find a boyfriend in the future. This was a big problem that needed to be resolved urgently. As an older brother, Ryuto couldn't just stand by and do nothing. However, Asuka must never find out about this, or else life would become difficult. Ryuto admonished himself in this manner.

After snapping out of her daze, Ms. Rin, or rather, waking up from her trance, took out a bank card from somewhere and handed it to Asuka.

"Amagi, this is the scholarship issued by the school today. It has already been transferred to this card. I hope you will continue to work hard. I have high expectations for you."

While speaking, Ms. Rin didn't conceal her hopeful gaze. Asuka gave a brief response, saying "Okay," before turning back to her seat. Afterwards, Ms. Rin clapped her hands twice loudly and said.

"All right, before we start class, let's take attendance..."

Ryuto didn't hear the rest because Asuka, who had returned to her seat, suddenly turned her head and gave him a sharp look that she often wore, as if she could see right through him.

"Were you thinking something inappropriate just now, you dummy brother?"

Upon hearing this, Ryuto couldn't help but admire his sister's perceptive gaze. But how could he admit it so easily? Otherwise, what position would he be left in? So Ryuto forced himself to remain calm and replied.

"No way! I feel proud because you received a scholarship. It's amazing, you truly deserve it, my little sister. Haha!"Ryuto forced a fake smile, aware of its insincerity. But he had to keep up the facade, because that's what men do. The demands were high, but he had no choice but to endure.

"Is that so..."

Asuka looked at him with a skeptical expression, but she didn't press further. She stared at Ryuto suspiciously for a moment before turning away.

While Ryuto escaped the situation, he couldn't help but feel frustrated. This young girl was still so naive. I haven't been your "brother" for all these years for nothing. If I can't even fool you, how can I continue to "fit in" on this path?

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Just as Ryuto was getting to an exciting part of the book, a chalk eraser flew towards his head from the podium. In the nick of time, Ryuto skillfully dodged it, avoiding any harm. Immediately, he heard a scolding voice.

"How could you read unrelated books in class? I will confiscate it. And how dare you dodge it!"

The teacher spoke with fury as he approached Ryuto to take away his manga. Perhaps because long-distance attacks were ineffective, he decided to engage in close combat instead. It was truly terrifying.

"Now answer this question."

The teacher pointed to the blackboard, indicating Ryuto to answer.

"..."

Ryuto had no idea what the lesson was about. He simply didn't know. How was he supposed to answer? It would be strange if he could answer. Therefore, Ryuto looked somewhat puzzled.

Seeing Ryuto's lack of response, the teacher did not find it strange. In fact, he seemed to expect it. Since he already knew Ryuto wouldn't know the answer, why bother asking him? It would be a waste of effort. But modern people value efficiency, so it couldn't be a waste of effort. Ryuto found it difficult to understand.

But the teacher himself didn't notice Ryuto's confusion. In fact, he had no intention of understanding it. It was all for the sake of efficiency.

The teacher then turned to a certain direction, with an unmistakable expression of anticipation, towards a specific student sitting in a specific seat.

"Well then, Takamaki, you answer."

Although it might sound ambiguous, it was actually a simple and effective way of addressing a student. Regardless of who it was, everyone understood who the teacher was referring to. This was also an efficient approach. The teacher's every move indicated that he was someone who valued efficiency, completely fitting the characteristics of a modern person. From his proficiency in this aspect, one could even say he was an outstanding representative of modern people, surpassing even great figures in their presence.

Asuka stood up slowly and flawlessly answered the question from every angle. It was a perfect response. The teacher nodded in satisfaction, with the same expected expression. Even Ryuto couldn't help but applaud the teacher's skill and powerful impact. He had met a master.

At that moment, the bell rang "promptly" for the end of class. Was it planned? It made people wonder, but no one delved further into it.

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After enduring the morning classes, Ryuto wearily dragged himself towards the cafeteria. When I say "endure," I'm not exaggerating at all. In fact, it's a literal description of the situation.

The school cafeteria had a strict hierarchy, not only in terms of seating arrangements but also in the content of the meals. Let me explain.

Basically, starting from the middle of the cafeteria, it was divided into two sides. Not only were the seating and ordering areas divided, even the entrances and exits were separated. There were two doors in the same direction, corresponding to the same location. There was some distance between the two neighboring doors. They could have just used one door, so why did they have to have two? Wasn't that just unnecessary?

I must clarify that modern people highly value efficiency, so they wouldn't do something without reason. The doors were labeled "A-C" and "D-E," not "Top Class" and "Lower Class." This was probably to avoid some "troubles." As you can see, students from different classes had to use different doors. Can these doors be considered as having a "classification" function? Their functionality was truly impressive!There are also two windows for ordering food, and the reason for having two is because the content and price are different. Both are 30 Bett dishes, with one side serving grilled fish and the other side serving cabbage. This is the difference in content and price. Of course, the cafeteria does not do business at a loss, but it doesn't mean that the cabbage side is being ripped off. 30 Bett is a normal price for cabbage, but it is obviously not for the grilled fish, which originally costs 100 Bett, but the extra amount is subsidized by the school, which means...

On one side, ordinary people pay for their own meals, while on the other side, it's like a super VIP, eating at a discounted price. Perhaps some people may want to take advantage and go to the discounted side to eat, but the school is not naive. The card swiping machine is able to identify the class, so you can't get anything even if you go there. As for borrowing someone else's card... it's unlikely that anyone would be willing to give the opportunity of a 30% discount to others. Moreover, even if they do, fingerprint verification is required when swiping the card, so using someone else's card is ultimately not feasible. It's understandable to think that since this rule was established by the school, they must have thought of prevention measures as well. The methods that ordinary people can come up with to exploit loopholes are not something the school would overlook. Don't forget, the school has been operating for so many years. How can it still function if it can't even control regular students?

After getting the food, finding a seat is also the same. Although it is not explicitly stated, both sides generally sit separately. It's safe to say that these are good students who abide by the school rules, silently obeying the unwritten rules.

Ryuto casually found an empty table and placed his tray. Asuka, as usual, sat across from Ryuto. At this moment, Sengoku walked over with a plate and a smile.

"Hey, Ryuto, I finally found you. Why did you run so fast? I almost lost you."

"Please don't say such scary things as if it's no big deal. It makes it sound like you were tailing me."

"Ah, sorry, sorry."

"I just didn't expect you to come to the cafeteria too. In this scientific age, it's not very scientific, is it?"

In response to Ryuto's questioning, Sengoku acted as if it was only natural.

"What are you saying? Isn't this quite scientific?"

"You're just fooling around. In theory, as a young master like you, you shouldn't be able to eat cafeteria food, let alone eat from this side. Moreover, you should have better food to eat. Isn't it strange to leave good food behind and come to eat at school?"

Although Ryuto wasn't sure what the Sengoku family did, at least after spending so much time together, he could infer from Sengoku's pocket money and such that Sengoku was the legendary rich and popular guy. However, Sengoku knew that Ryuto had no ill intentions.

"You're right, but the most important thing is being able to eat together with you. We're best friends, aren't we?"

As for how the two became best friends, it wouldn't be mentioned here for certain reasons. It felt like it would only bring up a sad past. Sengoku squeezed towards Ryuto, ignoring his objections.

"Please don't say such misleading things. It's misunderstood."

While saying this, Ryuto tried to push Sengoku back.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the cafeteria seemed to change.

Ryuto reflexively looked around and noticed that everyone was looking at someone else. He followed their gaze and saw a middle-aged man in a suit. Before Ryuto could react, Sengoku, who was like a walking encyclopedia, naturally explained to Ryuto.

"That person is the disciplinary director of this school, named Murata Ross. He is in charge of all grades. When the principal is not around, apart from the student council, he has the highest authority."

"Oh, so he's the legendary right-hand man."

Ryuto murmured after hearing this. While Ryuto was distracted, he noticed that the disciplinary director was walking towards them, completely ignoring Ryuto and Sengoku. He directly started conversing with Asuka, wearing a friendly expression.

"TBefore Director Murata could finish speaking, Asuka mercilessly interrupted him, whether it was because she knew what Director Murata wanted to say and deliberately interrupted him, or for some other reason.

"Sorry, I have something to do later."

There seemed to be no connection between before and after, but it was clearly a way to dismiss someone. The tone was indescribably calm, or rather, very cold.

Unexpectedly, Director Murata did not get angry, but smiled in response. Although it was professional and perfect, it seemed to be a wry smile in Ryuto's eyes. But there was nothing he could do about it. If a junior several rounds younger than oneself treated him like this, he couldn't help but wonder if such a person really existed.

"Well then, I will leave first."

After saying that, Asuka turned and left. When her gaze fell on Ryuto, she gave him a fierce glare, releasing endless killing intent, full of resentment and anger, as if she could knock someone out directly with such strong killing intent.

Although it was strange, Ryuto instinctively shrunk back, barely withstanding the killing intent from the front. Although Director Murata's glare only lasted for a moment, he noticed that someone's expression had changed unnaturally.

After Director Murata walked away, Sengoku patted Ryuto's shoulder and sighed, showing understanding.

"Sigh... About what he wanted to say earlier, do you know anything?"

Faced with Ryuto's question, Sengoku considered for a moment, but still gave his answer.

"Well, maybe it's about your sister."

"..."

Hearing this, Ryuto felt very strange, but Sengoku didn't pay any attention to it and continued to explain.

"I think it's about your sister being transferred to Class A for a year. As you know, your sister was the first in the entrance exam, far surpassing the second place. It's only natural for her to go to Class A with her grades, but she insisted on going to Class D. It seems like the director has been holding a grudge against this matter."

"..."

Ryuto was even more confused. What does this have to do with me? It doesn't make any sense at all.

"In my opinion, maybe he thinks that the reason why your sister didn't go to Class A but chose Class D is because of you. So... how should I say it, he just doesn't like you and sees you as a thorn in his side."

While Sengoku was explaining to Ryuto, Director Murata, who had just left, walked towards another table and greeted a boy. The boy had a good appearance and was relatively tall, and his behavior was very polite. He should be the type that is popular with girls, no, he was definitely that type. In any case, in every sense, he was completely different from Ryuto. Sengoku added an explanation when he saw this.

"The person Director Murata is greeting now is the second place in the entrance exam, the class president of Class A, Osamu Inoue."

Ryuto didn't pay much attention to it. He just felt innocent about what happened earlier. No, he felt very innocent. How did he become the target even when lying down? Isn't this blaming others for something? Ryuto couldn't help but sigh.

Sengoku just looked at him with understanding, without saying any comforting words. Perhaps he thought it was useless.

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After inspecting the student cafeteria, Director Murata walked angrily in the hallway, gritting his teeth and occasionally making a "clink" sound, like a meat grinder. Although it seemed like he was trying to endure it, he couldn't hide his anger on his face.

"It's all because of that damn person..."

As for who it was, Director Murata did not say. He would not give up. One day, he must transfer Amagi Asuka to Class A, otherwise it would affect his evaluation and future. Director Murata said to himself like this. Of course, Director Murata was not so obsessed with this matter for ordinary reasons. If it were just an ordinary student, it would be fine. But Amagi Asuka, who is exceptionally outstanding, is the main reason why Director Murata is so anxious. Perhaps, no matter which class Amagi Asuka is in, it doesn't make much difference. Director Murata is well aware of this. But even if there is no difference, he cannot let her be in Class D. It is unsettling to have such an outstanding student not in the top class, but mingling with those trash. This will shake the school's class system and affect the school's reputation. Most importantly, it will affect his own future.Director Murata, who had been thinking about this, walked into a room with a sign on the door that read "Principal's Office". Director Murata was just reporting the situation to the principal as a routine, so he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A somewhat elderly voice came from inside the door. After hearing the response, Director Murata directly opened the door. The room before him was quite grandly decorated, and at a glance, he could see an old man in his sixties, with several white hairs, sitting on a chair with files in his hand. The old man was Yagami Itsumi, the principal of Kanna High School and the founder of Kanna High School. With his superb skills, he had elevated Kanna High School to its peak. Although he was aging, his elegance remained undiminished. After looking up and seeing Director Murata enter, the old man asked,

"Oh, Director Murata, how do you think of this incoming class? Any thoughts on the new students?"

"Well, there are many outstanding students, such as Inoue Fuguhara from Class A. He is polite, excels academically, and is excellent in all aspects. I have high hopes for him."

Director Murata couldn't help but answer with some excitement.

"Well... Inoue Fuguhara is indeed as excellent as Director Murata described. However, there seems to be another new student that is worth paying attention to, like Amagi Asuka."

At this moment, Director Murata couldn't help but be a little at a loss, as if he had touched a nerve. He stood there stiffly, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, but the old man didn't mind.

"Kanna High School is the best high school in the city, there's no doubt about that. Our school annually produces a large number of talented individuals for society and universities. Almost every graduate achieves great things. I just looked at the information of Amagi Asuka. In all aspects, she is flawless, even surpassing the level of Kanna High School. I have high expectations for her. She will definitely make Kanna High School even more glorious."

"If that's the case, why did Principal Yagami agree to let Asuka go to Class D? This will only have the opposite effect, right?"

Director Murata's emotions seemed somewhat excited, and the question he raised seemed like an accusation. However, it seemed that he himself was not aware of this.

"What will the parents of other students think of our school? Placing such an outstanding student in a class for low-achieving students will greatly affect our school's social reputation and is not beneficial for our school's development."

But the old man accepted Director Murata's accusing gaze head-on and remained calm, speaking slowly.

"Director Murata makes a valid point."

"So..."

Director Murata seemed a bit rushed, as if he had seen a glimmer of light in the pitch-black darkness.

"But this time is a bit special."

The old man then said slowly, looking directly at Director Murata, with a very serious expression.

"..."

Director Murata listened and was very puzzled, showing a look of confusion.

"The reason for doing this is twofold. On the one hand, it was Asuka's request, and we must respect her wishes, that is beyond doubt. As for the other reason, I believe that this is the better option."

"..."

What is this? Can this be considered a reason? What kind of reason is this?

Director Murata didn't answer, but obviously, he didn't accept this explanation. He just angrily said, "I will take my leave" and turned to leave. After Director Murata left and closed the door, the old man looked at the file in his hand with an interesting expression and said quietly,

"In fact, there is another even more important reason, and that is because this young person is also..."