Chapter 1

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

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2: Kirisu Mafuyu and the Misunderstanding

At the end of March, the nine o'clock Tokyo sun felt warm as it spilled over his body.

Kitakami Yoru felt a sense of dread in his heart, dragging his corpulent frame as he hurried back to the warehouse in the general building.

He had accidentally lost track of time.

Just as he ran inside.

Three senior students from the Pure Academy, dressed in gyaru style, walked up with expressions of dissatisfaction, and Kitakami Yoru knew things were going south.

"Hey, where did you go? Did it really take that long to use the bathroom?" The lead senior held her chest with one hand, while the other held a checklist, which she shoved directly in front of Kitakami Yoru.

"Sorry, Senior... I..." Kitakami Yoru looked at her, about to apologize.

As a result, her expression immediately shifted from dissatisfaction to "disgust."

"Take it."

The lead senior tossed the checklist in her hand and called out to the other two girls, "Let's go."

Kitakami Yoru caught the checklist; it was the list of supplies their four-person group needed to move for the spring trip.

From the warehouse to the tour bus at the school gate.

They were basically all large, heavy items.

He had the misfortune of being grouped with three seniors from the Pure Academy.

All of this work was pushed onto him, as he looked like someone easy to bully.

"They didn't move a single thing." Kitakami Yoru looked at the checklist in silence.

Those seniors, however, began chatting as they walked away.

"Is this really okay? What if he complains to the teacher?"

"Don't worry about that. If the teacher asks, we'll just say he was leering at us and tried to get close to us..."

"No one would believe a loser otaku like him!"

"That's right, and he's just a junior from the Mixed Academy. Don't worry, let's go take a break..."

"Tch, he's fat and disgusting, yet he picked a handsome guy's name. Does he think he'll turn into a handsome guy? It's hilarious."

Hearing this, Kitakami Yoru tightened his sandbag-sized fist, then relaxed it, and silently walked into the warehouse.

The warehouse was large, and there were many people inside, moving supplies in pairs.

Many boys were working enthusiastically, chatting excitedly.

For this spring trip, they had been assigned to a group with many beauties, and even the two accompanying teachers were the beauties Hiratsuka Shizuka and Kirisu Mafuyu.

They were very happy.

But no matter what, Kitakami Yoru couldn't bring himself to be happy.

Shuchiin is a school with a long history located in Minato Ward, Tokyo, serving noble families and operating as a combined middle and high school.

The students studying here are all children of the upper class, and some will even carry the fate of the nation on their shoulders in the future.

In recent years, in response to national policy, Shuchiin began recruiting students from outside.

His parents wanted to give Kitakami Yoru the best environment, and as a family whose financial situation was barely middle-class, they gritted their teeth and donated a large sum of money, letting the mediocre Kitakami Yoru enter through the back door.

They also had to pay a high tuition fee every year.

Shuchiin's environment, facilities, faculty, and education, etc., everything.

Was indeed the best.

But this school calls students who have studied there since childhood the "Pure Academy," and those who transferred in midway are called the "Mixed Academy."

The gap between Pure Academy students and Mixed Academy students is like a chasm between heaven and earth.

Mixed Academy students have a very low status in the school and are usually looked down upon by the Pure Academy students.

There are a few exceptions, though.

For example, Sawamura Spencer Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha are both Mixed Academy students.

However, Eriri is the daughter of a British diplomat, her family background is more prominent than many Pure Academy students, and she is a cute, fair-skinned mixed-race girl, so people only try to curry favor with her...

Kasumigaoka Utaha has no prominent family background.

But since she enrolled, her academic and athletic performance has firmly occupied the top spot, so excellent that people can't take their eyes off her.

She is also beautiful, and is the opposite sex most admired by boys in the school, bar none.

In private, some people even buy the silk stockings and shoes Kasumigaoka Utaha has worn at super high prices.

There are also people who deliberately hang around in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha, wanting to get a look of disdain from her as if she were "looking at a puppy," but Kasumigaoka Utaha always ignores them directly.

Kitakami Yoru clearly doesn't belong to that minority, and is even at the very bottom of the food chain in ordinary schools.

Kitakami Yoru hoisted a packed camping tent onto his shoulder.

He is tall and fat, and his strength is even greater than many adult men, so doing the work of two people is basically no problem.

When facing his peers, he is like a small, oppressive mountain, so no one has ever dared to use direct violence against him!

The tour bus was parked at the Shuchiin gate, and moving supplies back and forth was about two hundred meters.

"Just think of it as losing weight," Kitakami Yoru comforted himself.

Five or six trips back and forth.

Kitakami Yoru was drenched in sweat and couldn't walk anymore, so he hid under the shade of a tree to rest.

"This year's spring trip is really..."

With his hands behind his head, leaning against the tree trunk, Kitakami Yoru silently complained in his heart.

To improve the relationship between Pure Academy and Mixed Academy students.

This year, the school board changed the spring trip, which was supposed to be by class after the start of the semester.

They changed it to before the start of the semester, taking old students from various classes of different grades.

Picking a few people to form multiple large mixed teams.

Led by two teachers in different batches to different places for a spring trip themed around team spirit.

"And you can't just ask for leave."

"Is this really effective?"

"If I had known, I would have faked an illness and gone to the hospital to get a note..."

As Kitakami Yoru thought, he habitually started talking to himself again.

Twenty minutes before departure, Kitakami Yoru finished moving everything.

He kept an eye out and moved an extra set of tents.

Because he estimated that no one would be willing to sleep in a tent with him.

Subsequently, Kitakami Yoru went to the bathroom to change into a clean and fresh set of clothes, and also wiped his body to eliminate the sour smell of sweat.

Fat people are prone to sweating, and after moving heavy objects back and forth in the sun, the original set was already soaked and couldn't be worn.

With the last ten minutes left, Kitakami Yoru took out the Switch he brought, opened Pokémon Sword, and started playing.

Not long after.

Kitakami Yoru heard the whistle blown by the teacher for assembly, put on his luggage bag, and walked over unhurriedly while playing the game.

The bus led by Kirisu Mafuyu was almost full, and they could leave immediately.

But when counting the supplies, they found a box of life jackets missing.

Just as she was about to call two students to move it, she saw Kitakami Yoru walking over unhurriedly, playing a game.

"This student, wait a moment." Kirisu Mafuyu frowned slightly and jogged up.

Why was he walking so sluggishly, not rushing to assemble when he heard the whistle.

Usually, Kirisu Mafuyu hated this type of student the most.

"Teacher Kirisu, is... is something wrong?" Kitakami Yoru shrank his head and secretly glanced at Kirisu Mafuyu in front of him.

With waist-length cherry blossom-colored hair, bangs cut straight, sideburns braided into plaits, a tall and slender figure, and delicate skin, she was indeed a great beauty.

"A box of life jackets is missing, can you go get it?" Kirisu Mafuyu said directly.

"Teacher, I'm not the person moving life jackets..." Kitakami Yoru struggled after hearing this, a bit wanting to refuse.

He didn't want to go; going back and forth, he would definitely sweat!

"I know, but the teacher can't check who forgot to move it right now, you know?" Kirisu Mafuyu's tone carried a hint of instruction. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====