Chapter 53: Anime-Style Start (3000-Word Chapter)

Kamikawa Mitsu was slightly surprised.

Just now, the class group chat, the class “know-it-all” Yamayama Dairo, @ed everyone.

He said his father, who is a teacher, revealed that someone would transfer into their class this evening—a member of a prestigious family from a major shrine lineage, though it was unclear whether this person was male or female.

This news was utterly unprecedented.

Harukawa Ward is a slum; most residents here have little money, and even wealthy families wouldn’t let their children attend school here—they’d send them to better districts.

Kamikawa Mitsu’s high school is located in Harukawa Ward; Kexiangerzhi how poor the school is—even the best it can be is still just a Harukawa Ward school.

A child from a prestigious family would never come here to study.

Now, a child from a prestigious family has transferred in—specifically from a major shrine lineage—and it’s causing a sensation.

No one from a prestigious family has ever come before, and now one arrives—a top-tier noble from high society—and just imagining it stirs curiosity, a strange excitement, and burning gossip.

【What do you think made this noble child transfer here? Our school isn’t even good.】

【Need you even think? Rich people come to the countryside to experience poor life, obviously.】

【God!! Please let the transfer student be a girl—preferably a big-breasted girl!】

【You pervert!】

The students chattered back and forth excitedly.

They discussed whether the transfer student was male or female, which noble family they came from, and whether they were handsome or beautiful.

Some lovestruck boys and girls even said they’d dress up to welcome the transfer student, hoping to catch their eye, get close, and secure a bright, happy future.

At that moment.

【Actually, I think differently. I believe the transfer student didn’t come here because of our school.】

This message came from Yamayama Dairo.

As the class know-it-all with an odd mind, Yamayama Dairo’s words immediately drew everyone’s attention.

【You’re all focused on the transfer student being from a noble family, but you missed another detail—they’re from a major shrine lineage.

We just had the Yunhu incident in Harukawa Ward; everyone knows spirits exist now.

And now a shrine priest arrives—doesn’t that seem too coincidental?

Don’t forget: since ancient times, whenever spirits are mentioned, shrine priests and shrine maidens always come up too.】

A single stone stirred a thousand waves.

The students gasped, suddenly understanding Yamayama Dairo’s implication.

【Is the transfer student here because of the spirit?】

【Holy crap, so spirits really exist—and so do supernatural shrine priests and onmyoji!】

【I get it, I get it! Yamayama’s right—it’s because the Yunhu incident got too big, so the shrines and temples noticed and sent a priest to suppress it. To avoid attention, they assigned a young priest to transfer here as a student. Wow, that’s brilliant!】

The class group chat exploded with activity, but Kamikawa Mitsu ignored it and stood up straight.

“Nii-san, aren’t you going to check your class chat?”

Kamikawa Mitsu had no interest, but Kamikawa Chie certainly did—everyone knows girls have two hobbies: shopping and gossip. Kamikawa Mitsu’s class chat fit gossip perfectly, especially with the hottest topic: Yunhu.

“Not now. I’m doing homework. Chie, if you want to read it, go ahead.”

Kamikawa Mitsu tossed his phone to Chie, then added a reminder.

“Don’t stay up too late—you can’t neglect your homework.”

“Okay~” Kamikawa Chie replied sweetly.

Time passed slowly.

Kamikawa Chie watched her brother’s class chat, moving from the transfer student to the shrine lineage, then to shrine priests and shrine maidens, until someone began explaining the knowledge and legends of shrine maidens and priests.

She fell into thought.

The transfer student seems very likely to be a girl—a noble shrine priestess…

She couldn’t help recalling her earlier conversation with Kamikawa Mitsu about “Inuyasha and Kikyo.”

Then, unexpectedly, she began thinking:

Nii-san is a demon, I’m a shrine maiden, and now my brother’s classmate is a shrine girl.

Oh!! Am I putting together the main cast of Inuyasha? Inuyasha, Kagome, Kikyo—all here!

Immediately, Kamikawa Chie frowned.

Hmm~ Then who am I, Kagome, and who is the shrine priestess, Kikyo?

Let me think… I remember Kagome ended up with Inuyasha in the end…

Then no need to think—the shrine priestess must be Kikyo, and I’m Kagome.

Her frown softened. Kamikawa Chie hummed a tune, skipping happily on tiny steps toward her room to do homework.

Luckily, Kamikawa Mitsu didn’t know Chie’s thoughts—or he’d definitely tease her.

Chie, you seem to have forgotten: Kagome and Kikyo are two different people, yes, but they’re reincarnations of each other—technically, both were with Inuyasha.

…

Kamikawa Mitsu returned to his room, opened the system script panel, and began editing his video.

“System, you didn’t disappoint me.”

Looking at the video clip before him—unrelated to Yunhu but appearing in the editing interface—Kamikawa Mitsu had suspected this before.

Video editing isn’t just about cutting footage—it can also incorporate other materials.

Like anime uploaders who always add extra clips.

For this video, Kamikawa Mitsu wanted to add other footage; as soon as he thought of it, the editing space provided the Sucai —extremely convenient.

“I’ll treat it as a video easter egg.”

Kamikawa Mitsu smiled.

Releasing this easter egg would at least double the views, and certain people would definitely be furious.

His smile, paired with the video playing before him and the dim video space, the screen’s glow lighting half his face, made his expression half-shadowed, half-lit—like a villain’s grin.

…

The next day.

Japan, Harukawa Ward, Harukawa First High School, Grade 1 Class A.

The bell rang.

The teacher walked into the classroom.

“Class, before we begin, let me introduce someone.”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward the classroom door.

The door opened, and under the students’ eager stares, a stunning figure stepped in.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, like a painting. As she moved, her waist-length hair cascaded like a waterfall, swaying gently. A breeze from the window lifted her black locks, making her even more beautiful—like a spirit from a flower stepping into reality.

When she stood at the podium, her lively, fairy-like aura shifted. She simply stood there, holding her bag with both hands. Though dressed in the school uniform, she wore it with elegance and grace—as if in a kimono—breathtaking, impossible to look away from.

This was nobility without aloofness, liveliness without impropriety—the girl before them embodied it all.

At that moment,

Not only the boys stared, but the girls did too.

Is she really real? Is she not some idol?

Upon seeing her, everyone nearly blurted out the anime-style “Ooh~” automatically triggered by beauty.

“Hello everyone, my name is Tsuchimikado Xia Mei. I’m delighted to join your class and get to know you. I hope we can become friends. Please take care of me!”

After speaking, Tsuchimikado Xia Mei bowed politely.

Instantly, thunderous applause erupted—especially from the boys, who clapped so hard their palms turned red.

Undoubtedly, Tsuchimikado Xia Mei would become the class beauty—and even the school’s top beauty—unrivaled.

“Tsuchimikado, please sit in the empty seat next to Kamikawa Mitsu. If anything is unsatisfactory, let me know.” The teacher, teaching a noble child for the first time, spoke to her gently, softly, afraid of failing to please her.

It wasn’t favoritism—he simply knew the Tsuchimikado family had just donated a huge sum to the school.

Then, amid the class’s envious, jealous, and resentful stares toward Kamikawa Mitsu, Tsuchimikado Xia Mei walked to the only empty seat—next to Kamikawa Mitsu—and sat down.

“Ugh, this is troublesome.”

Kamikawa Mitsu frowned slightly. He found the attention drawn to him by Tsuchimikado Xia Mei’s arrival utterly frustrating—he just wanted a quiet high school life, why was it so hard?

But he couldn’t blame anyone; after all, his seat was the only empty one in the entire class.

He turned his head away, avoiding any connection with Tsuchimikado Xia Mei.

With a girl this beautiful, this anime-style “seated next to the protagonist” setup—he didn’t want any involvement. Once involved, trouble would follow.

After all, such beauty attracts suitors—and envy.

Perhaps fate was mocking him: just as he turned his head away, a voice as melodious as a nightingale came from beside him.

“Hello, I’m Tsuchimikado Xia Mei.”

Raised in a noble family, Tsuchimikado Xia Mei had excellent manners and, out of politeness, greeted the closest classmate—Kamikawa Mitsu.

“Hello, I’m Kamikawa Mitsu.”

Though he feared trouble, Kamikawa Mitsu wasn’t rude or cold—he understood proper etiquette.

He responded politely.

“I know your name is Kamikawa Mitsu—I’ve read the report on NH137.”

Tsuchimikado Xia Mei smiled, her demeanor refined yet touched with liveliness, fresh and ethereal.

Their conversation naturally drew attention from classmates focused on Tsuchimikado Xia Mei—suddenly, countless FFF Tuan glares shot toward Kamikawa Mitsu.

Kamikawa Mitsu nodded, preparing to reply.

"Class, let's begin. Please open your books to page 139..."

The teacher spoke, and Kamikawa Mitsu and Takee Sashiko ceased their conversation.

Kamikawa Mitsu did not know that Takee Sashiko had chosen this school and this class—not any other school in Arakawa Ward—because of him.

After consulting records, Takee Kenji found few talented schools in Arakawa Ward; the only one that drew his attention was Kamikawa Mitsu. In his view, since Kamikawa Mitsu was so talented, the school must offer excellent education, so he selected this school and class for Takee Sashiko.

After all, his granddaughter’s high school education could not be neglected—even if it meant going to Arakawa Ward, he must choose the best.

When Takee Sashiko learned which school her grandfather had chosen, she felt no resentment or refusal, for she did not dislike Kamikawa Mitsu; on the contrary, she admired him, and before, she had been deeply curious about him.

As for the reason, it was because after learning of the NH137 incident, her first thought about Kamikawa Mitsu was that he was no ordinary person—surely not just some supernatural.

In her eyes, the NH137 situation was a certain death sentence, yet Kamikawa Mitsu had turned it around—truly miraculous.

She had always firmly believed in Shinto, spirits, and yokai. She thought Kamikawa Mitsu might well be a hidden master of Shinto or Onmyodo, using his divine or yin-yang arts to save everyone.

Thus, she had been deeply curious about him, though after the NH137 video surfaced, she abandoned that idea—yet it did not diminish her admiration for him.

(Today’s three chapters—though the third is 3,000 words—so I’m just asking readers: please, in recognition of my hard work and extra pages, give me some recommendation votes!! Please, recommendation votes!!)