"Sorry, teacher, I'm late!"

Just as Ms. Yukimura Akari was introducing herself, the classroom door slammed open with a whoosh. A buzz-cut boy rushed in hurriedly.

"What's your name?"

"Nishi Mitsutaka, teacher," the boy answered awkwardly, scratching his head.

"Let me see..." Ms. Yukimura flipped through her folder. "Alright, find a seat! Try not to be late next time, okay~"

"Got it, teacher."

Sitting in the back row, I saw the newcomer. My heart skipped a beat. How did I end up in the same class as him again...

"Hey, bro! You're here too!"

Nishi scanned the room and instantly locked onto me by the back window. He hurried over, grinning.

I stared at him speechlessly and gave a silent nod.

Because women despised me, I'd never had a childhood sweetheart. So Nishi was basically my only childhood buddy. But his trash-talking mouth had wrecked my dating plans again and again. He knew exactly how girls hated me—I couldn't tell if he did it on purpose or was just born loose-lipped. He even knew hanging with me would make girls dislike him too. Yet he clung to me like glue. When we first met as kids, his affection points shot straight to 70. Seriously, what the hell?

"Bro, this seat's perfect! I'll take it~"

—Who wants to sit with you? Seriously!

Nishi plopped into the seat ahead of me without asking, then turned around. "What a coincidence! Same class again, bro!"

Who asked for this? The girls were probably imagining messed-up scenarios about us. I facepalmed inwardly. Whispers spread across the classroom. Girls eyed us with weird looks.

"Hey, look! That gross guy actually has someone talking to him!"

"Is he gay?! So disgusting..."

"Figures. I felt sick seeing him the first time."

"He's kinda handsome though... sigh... why's he gay..."

Their whispers reached me word for word. My face fell instantly.

—Kami-sama! Save your faithful believer!!!

"Alright, roll call time, everyone!" Ms. Yukimura announced from the podium.

"Kuroki Tomoko!... Kuroki Tomoko?"

"... Here." A petite, black-haired girl in the front row murmured like a mosquito, head bowed. Her messy hair hid her face. No one would like a girl like her... just like me...

Huh? Why "just like me"?

"Shiraishi Rei!"

"Here~!" A blonde girl raised her hand.

... Blonde hair? Rare.

I scanned the room for romance targets. I had to complete the system's tasks—no matter how hard. Not just for those Superpowers, but to avoid a future dominated by BL games.

"Kuroyuki Hime!"

"Here, Ms. Yukimura."

An expressionless girl stood slowly. Her silky black hair flowed to her waist. Every movement radiated elegant grace, like...

... a princess? Tsk, this class has high-quality girls.

"Kato Megumi!"

"Present."

She was utterly ordinary—unnoticed until she spoke.

"Kamidou Chiyo!"

"That's me!"

I stood with a smile. But every girl glared at me like I was scum. Uniform -100 floated above their heads. I shook my head slightly.

Even gentle Ms. Yukimura's eye twitched. She kept smiling, but it looked forced.

Wait! Kuroki Tomoko's number jumped from -100 to 10 when she saw me?! How?! She wore a girl's uniform! Is she... a guy? No! It changed instantly—must be my halo effect. So she's a real girl? I stared oddly. She turned, her bright eyes ringed with pitch-black dark circles.

"... Chiyo-kun... you may sit..."

"Yes, teacher."

I knew Ms. Yukimura wondered why I disgusted her. Only professionalism kept her calm. She seemed decent... maybe add her to my romance list...

"Kageyama Ryuto!"

A short boy with a bowl-cut stood silently up front.

Tsk. Such a blunt name—using "extra" as an ID.

"Shiota Nagisa!"

"Here... Ms. Yukimura..."

A blue-haired girl—wait! Why's he in a boy's uniform?!

—No. His walk confirmed he's male. So feminine... like Hidetomo...

"Tsuchimi Umaru!... Tsuchimi Umaru?! Absent?..." Ms. Yukimura frowned at the silent room.

The door creaked open. An orange-haired girl stepped in gracefully.

"Sorry I'm late! Family matters held me up." She bowed to Ms. Yukimura, then turned to the class, smiling and waving. "Hello everyone! I'm Tsuchimi Umaru~"

—The perfect high school girl. Flawless grace and looks.

My first thought seeing her. If Kuroyuki Hime had princess-like aura...

this girl wasn't top-tier pretty, but she embodied the ideal female student.

I silently evaluated her.