Not long after Mashima left, the students in the class spontaneously began introducing themselves.
Tch...
Fuyuji Mikage clicked his tongue, discovering that all the other students were sitting properly in their seats. No one else seed to want to slip away like he did.
No, maybe there was one.
Fuyuji Mikage slowly directed his gaze behind him...
"Staring at my face won't do. If you like it, please say so out loud."
Fuyuji Mikage closed his eyes, filled with regret.
Sorry, I was too naive, to actually try to keep up with this person's train of thought.
"Fuyuji-kun," his neighbor Shiraishi Asuka spoke to him, "do you dislike self-introductions?"
Fuyuji Mikage scratched his cheek. "It's not that, exactly. I just feel sowhat unaccustod to this kind of atmosphere."
"In that case..." Shiraishi Asuka touched her fingertips together, tilted her head in thought for a mont, then smiled and said, "Shall I go with Fuyuji-kun?"
An angel!
At that mont, Shiraishi Asuka seed to be bathed in a glow of light.
"Let's go!" A forceful voice inserted itself.
Morishita Ai was seated, one leg already stretched out of her seat, ready to leave at any mont.
Fuyuji Mikage widened his eyes. Why didn't you answer when I called you earlier?
Did you call earlier? Morishita Ai returned a look of equivalent aning.
"..."
Fuyuji Mikage heaved a long sigh. "It was fine at the start, but not anymore."
The self-introductions had now reached the vicinity of Fuyuji Mikage. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, slipping away now would be impolite.
"Yo, I'm Hashimoto Masayoshi..."
On the podium, a boy with a slicked-back blond hairstyle, a ponytail, and an earring introduced himself in a flippant tone.
Hey hey, with that look of yours, is a na that upstanding and righteous really appropriate?
Although he appeared like a delinquent, it had to be said his stage presence was steady, his enunciation clear. When he stepped down, the applause was enthusiastic.
Following that, another student: na, hobbies, goals, please take care of ...
Trite!
Stereotypical!
Devoid of any novelty!
Fuyuji Mikage's heart stirred restlessly. He pondered whether he should give his new classmates a small shock.
For instance, suddenly clutching his right hand with all his might on stage, veins bulging, then staggering back several steps, lowering his head to control his expression, and when people gathered around, suppressing a low growl: "Don't co near ! The... Dark Force Black Peat... within ... stop... it's not yet ti!"
The next second, he spectacularly abandoned this plan.
Kito Hayato—this student lived up to his na: bowed head, hunched back, sharp hooked nose, seaweed-like long hair draped on either side of his face. A man possessing the visage of a demon god.
When he took the stage, the temperature in the classroom seed to drop several degrees. He brought his own domain-like aura.
He was even better equipped than Fuyuji Mikage, with a pair of black gloves exuding a dark presence.
The gap between Fuyuji Mikage and this fellow was probably like the gap between three-sword-style Zoro and three-sword-style Liu Solon.
Kito Hayato's voice was astoundingly deep and eerie. When he stepped down, there was only sparse, scattered applause.
Fuyuji Mikage clapped for him. For the chuunibyou speech he himself had just abandoned—this was a reward the victor deserved.
Most people's self-introductions were very concise. After all, it had to be done within an hour, and the students very conscientiously kept their ti under a minute and a half.
However, Fuyuji Mikage felt about 20 seconds would be enough for him.
He rolled his neck a bit and strode proudly toward the podium.
So girls in the class, seeing Fuyuji Mikage step up to the podium, suddenly brightened and subconsciously adjusted their appearance.
The gazes of other classmates also gathered. Fuyuji Mikage's earlier remarks were witnessed by all; building a good relationship with such a classmate wouldn't be a bad thing.
"I'm Fuyuji Mikage. My hobby is watching TV dramas and movies. Please take care of over the next three years." An utterly ordinary speech, without any highlights, but also without flaws. Tossed into this Class A filled with gathered heroes, it should have caused no ripples whatsoever.
Unfortunately, the heavens did not grant his wish...
"Nee nee, Fuyuji-kun, what type do you like?" A question ca from sowhere in the classroom.
Fuyuji Mikage was silent for a mont, then began stroking his chin. "The type I like... my ideal partner... Hmm... Alright, since you want to know..."
A portion of the girls in class subconsciously perked up their ears.
"My ideal partner..."
Fuyuji Mikage clapped his hands together, the podium shuddering from the impact, and declared passionately:
"He must be 50 ters tall!"
"Possessing a highly evolved brain!"
"Having an incredibly robust physique and extrely high moral cultivation!"
"And must be able to fire the Specium Beam!"
"However, the one who likes to turn others into soup won't do—too much of a playboy. Preferably the type that can combine, so you can get multiple different experiences at once."
"If anyone around you matches this description, please be sure to introduce ."
"Thank you!"
The powerful declaration resounded throughout the classroom. Everyone stared blankly at the existence upon the podium.
In the utterly silent classroom, a crisp "crack" sound seed to echo as if sothing had shattered.
A long while later.
"Clearly a handso guy, and his na is the cool, aloof type," a girl leaned back in her chair, murmuring in a daze, "how could this be..."
Alright, all done!
Fuyuji Mikage wiped the non-existent sweat from his brow and stepped down from the podium, only to find Morishita Ai clutching her chest.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Please do not speak to ! Because of you, I am currently feeling very displeased."
"What did I do to offend you now?"
"The splendid self-introduction I had ticulously prepared was ruined by you. My dream has been shattered. It's all your fault, Fuyuji Mikage, you murderer!"
"Is it really necessary to be that upset about it?"
"And I feel..." Morishita Ai watched the reactions of the classmates, murmuring, "sothing that originally belonged to was stolen by you. You compensate !"
"Hey, hey, how am I supposed to compensate you for sothing so intangible?"
"Therefore, from now on, please do not speak to . I must go mourn my departed dream."
In the end, Morishita Ai gave only an exceptionally bland self-introduction. After returning, she resud her poking ga, only with a bit more force, and scribbled randomly on his back.
Just this sensation... she couldn't be trying to draw a talisman to curse him, could she?!
Fuyuji Mikage had an ominous feeling.
The last one to take the stage was the bald student. He seed to have deliberately waited until the very end.
"My na is Katsuragi Kohei. I hope to spend these three years together with everyone aningfully..."
The student with the gleaming bald head introduced himself in a steady tone.
"As for my character and such, I won't ntion it. I believe over the three years of getting along, everyone will co to understand what kind of person I am. What I want to say in closing is..."
Katsuragi Kohei paused slightly, his tone growing heavier.
"Regarding what Mashima-sensei said earlier about the distribution standard for the monthly 100,000 points. I believe you all heard it clearly just now—it is not necessarily 100,000 points every month."
"Therefore, until we figure out the standard for point distribution, I would like to ask everyone to maintain the status quo as much as possible and refrain from doing anything excessively out of line."
No imdiate inferences drawn from Mashima-sensei's words, nor a reckless appeal for the whole class to take action. Truly a prudent statent—a personality befitting his stalwart physique.
Fuyuji Mikage had just given this evaluation internally when his back was poked.
"Fuyuji Mikage, aren't you going to say a few words? You could salvage your image, which is currently plunging into the abyss in their minds." Morishita Ai rested her chin on the desk and spoke listlessly.
"I'm not interested in this kind of thing. You weren't planning to go either. Also, didn't you say not to talk to you? Aren't you mourning your dream?"
"Three minutes ago, I already found a new dream."
"You really do tire of the old and delight in the new quickly, don't you?"
"A guy who likes combining Ultraman has no right to judge ."
...
On the podium, after expressing his viewpoint, Katsuragi Kohei looked toward Fuyuji Mikage.
"Fuyuji-kun, do you have anything to add?"
"Now you've got no choice even if you're not interested. The darkness is encroaching upon you." Behind him, Morishita Ai spoke words of schadenfreude in a flat tone.
Since you knew that, why did you still speak!
"No." Fuyuji Mikage shrugged. "With no information, maintaining the current situation is the best approach. The urgent task is intelligence."
"I can try asking upperclassn. They should have information on this regard." Hashimoto Masayoshi volunteered, combing his bangs.
Katsuragi Kohei nodded. "That is indeed necessary. However, considering Mashima-sensei's attitude just now, I actually don't think we'll learn the answer that easily."
"If you need anything, you can call on for help."
"Sa here."
...
Before long, the students in the class reached a consensus on the points issue.
anwhile, the Class D students were also discussing the 100,000 points.
"Kushida-chan, let tell you—back in middle school, a Japanese youth baseball team ca to our school specifically to scout , you know. Too bad those jerks at school were jealous of and didn't even tell about it, making miss the opportunity. Otherwise, a paltry figure like 100,000 wouldn't even be worth a glance from ."
"Ahaha, is... is that so..."
"There's a figurine I've wanted to buy for ages, hehehe..."
"Don't get the wrong idea. I have absolutely zero interest in befriending people like you."
"100,000 points every month, this is just too dreamy. New skirts, new bags, more, more..."
"Hahahaha, I am simply too beautiful."
...
In a corner of the classroom, Sakayanagi Arisu's leisurely smile beca stiff.
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