Chapter 3: We Cannot Become the Learning Princess

Since the junior students have forgiven you, let this matter be set aside for now... However, you must remember the lesson from this incident

Mita Takuma spat out saliva, almost ready to spit in the faces of those few who were assisting with the confessions. The director beside him advised, "Mita, I know you mean well for these students... In fact, they are also just making an unintentional mistake..."

In the new semester at Neon, there will be a situation of class division, so there are quite a few unfamiliar faces in this classroom. Uehara Masao, as usual, spoke a lot of formalities, encouraging everyone to get to know each other soon, work hard in their studies, and strive to reach new heights in the new academic year

Masao Uehara knocked on the door of the director of education, and as soon as he entered, a torrent of furious shouts surged towards him. He had initially thought that the director was in a fit of rage, and his action of opening the door was somewhat tense. To his surprise, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Takuma Mita, the president of the student council, who was seizing the opportunity to vent his anger.

Although Shirakawa Zapei does not care much about the rankings of one or two exams, it would indeed be a bit embarrassing to be slapped in the face in the next exam after just having faced such a wave of ridicule

That is social death! The kind from which one can never recover!

I understand...

Given the nature of this system, it is likely that he will be arranged to confess to the boys in front of the entire faculty and student body. By that time, it will no longer be a matter of whether or not to lose skill levels

Upon returning to the class, Masao Uehara first helped to clarify the reputation of Shirakawa Zapei, indicating that the true mastermind behind this incident was someone else. Only after these matters were addressed did he clear his throat and begin his speech for the new academic year

I understand

However, if there could be a few more top-tier study partners like Natsuki Hayakawa, I would probably be able to easily get into the University of Tokyo

Indeed, the level of high school education is only Lv2. Although it does not qualify as a Lv1 underachiever, it certainly does not have the qualifications to become a study queen

[Strategy Target: Ichise Yuori; Painting: Level 5; Vocal: Level 1; High School Education: Level 2; Self-Portrait: Level 3; Fashion: Level 3; Cooking: Level 1; Leisure: Level 3; Strategy Difficulty: Relatively Difficult]

When the legs of the two transfer students outside the door were almost trembling, Uehara Masao leisurely announced a piece of news that surprised many students

I apologize, Bai Chuan junior, and Hai Chuan junior sister. I am very sorry that our actions have caused you trouble

During the journey, the disqualified student, still with a curious expression, was observing Bai Chuan Ze Ping. She seemed very curious about the reason he entered the principal's office with a group of people on the first day of school

Masao Uehara exchanged a few simple words with the two transfer students before leading Shirakawa, Zapei, and the three of them out of the office of the director of education

If taken out individually, that little issue will not affect the success or failure of this confession at all

He turned his head to glance at Hayakawa Natsuki, noticing that this top student happened to meet his gaze. Her expression was calm, neither angry nor annoyed, and there was a slight curve at the corner of her mouth

"An unintentional mistake! Director, please do not speak on their behalf; in my opinion, they are all useless..."

"Classmate Shirakawa has arrived," the head teacher said, pointing at several boys who were looking down. "These are the students who caused trouble during the opening ceremony. They are all in their third year, yet they are still so immature."

What is wrong with all of you! Are you here to learn! Spending all day on wwwhetushucom.com and engaging in these nonsensical activities!

What school are you going back to! You might as well go home and raise pigs! You bunch of good-for-nothings! Not doing what you should be doing, wasting your time all day long!

Bai Chuan Ze Ping exchanged a glance with the transfer student who was looking around, instinctively using the remaining system's optional strategy privileges to analyze the situation.

Shirakawa Zeping withdrew his gaze, as he certainly could not be narcissistic enough to think that Hayakawa Natsuki was smiling at him

"Teacher Uehara, these two are the transfer students from your class that we mentioned earlier... The paperwork has been completed, and now we can take them to the classroom." The director of education said, pointing to the two girls standing beside her.

Mita Takuma shot a fierce glare at the several subordinate aircraft that had their heads down in defeat, then turned to say: "Hayakawa junior, I apologize on behalf of these incompetent classmates. I hope you won't take this incident to heart..."

Sanda Takuma lamented, "You group of utterly unambitious pests! Do you still have any sense of shame? A proper opening ceremony has been turned into a confession meeting by you! If I had known you were such people, I would have been ashamed to associate with you!"

If there is material compensation, that would be the best

Dear students, this semester our class has welcomed two new transfer students, please extend your warm welcome

At the same time, everyone should carefully consider their future, as the division of arts and sciences will take place in the second year of high school, which is a significant matter for all students

Bai Chuan Ze Ping entered and glanced at the people inside. Besides the familiar faces of Hayakawa Natsuki and Mita Takuma, there were also two unfamiliar girls standing there. One was peering around curiously, while the other kept her head down, looking at her toes.

Several of the criticized wingmen also feel quite wronged; in fact, they do not have significant issues. It is merely a few individuals who contributed some trivial problems, which collectively altered the course of events slightly

He immediately dismissed this terrifying thought, believing that relying on his own hard work to gain experience was more reliable

Do you understand?

Should I search for the learning among boys ... ? ... basis?

Mita Takuma added fiercely: "There will be no next time!"

The other transfer student, who is petite and charming, appears to be much more reserved, walking with her head down, looking at her toes. Occasionally, when she raises her head and makes eye contact with someone, she shyly lowers her head again, looking very adorable

"It's alright," Shirakawa Zapei replied nonchalantly. In fact, his emotional loss was not significant. After all, it was not the first time he had been compelled to confess to Hayakawa Natsuki; familiarity breeds comfort.

After speaking, Sanda Takuma left the office of the director of education with a group of crashed subordinate aircraft. At the moment the door closed, Shirakawa Zapei seemed to still hear the sound of frustration from this student council president

If it were not for Shirakawa Zeping simultaneously possessing two Learning Sisters to grind skill experience, he would likely only be at the mercy of Hayakawa Natsuki's overwhelming superiority

It was as if Bai Chuanze Ping, just now in the auditorium, was not mocking her at all

It is as if the fluttering wings of a certain butterfly possess an uncanny power

It is important to note that Natsuki Hayakawa not only possesses the highest high school education skills in the entire school, but also has a talent known as photographic memory

Masao Uehara blinked, feeling that the situation seemed a bit off... The character positioning was somewhat skewed

You bunch of useless people

Natsuki Hayakawa lowered her eyelids and responded softly, as light and shadow intertwined on her eyelids, casting delicate shadows. The soft and beautiful hue of her lips, reminiscent of cherry blossoms, traced a faint line, giving the impression that her face bore an expression of indifference.