Time passed, and somehow… my first day in this world ended without any major disasters.
Well, aside from that whole "girl in the rain" thing, but let's not dwell on that.
On the bright side—ahem—I now proudly possess the skill:[Cooking – Lv.1].
Ha! Cry, normies! I've officially transcended mediocrity!
Sure, I still have some… quirks, but I like to think of myself as a diligent, reasonable guy.
"When I set my mind to something, I see it through to the end!" —me, five minutes before giving up.
Still, with this new skill, I feel like it's time to actually do things right. Like... live better. I never had a healthy lifestyle before, but somehow this new world makes things feel easier. Less heavy.
And so, I had an epiphany.
Morning jog = more skills.
It's genius. I get healthier and I farm XP? Two birds, one treadmill.
So, the next morning, I forced myself out of bed and ran a short lap around the block.
Nothing too crazy… but boom—[Physical Conditioning – Lv.1] unlocked.
Let's gooo! This is my kind of grind!
...Until a horrifying thought hits me.
Wait—school!?
I scramble into the shower, toss on my uniform, and bolt out the door.
"Please, let today be uneventful. No trouble, no drama. Just let me blend into the background like a shadow."
Although… do I really need school?
Can't I just pay someone to forge a diploma? In a world like this, someone's gotta be selling those, right?
Then again… education, social development, blah blah blah... maybe it is worth something.
Still, I keep my expectations lower than a limbo pole. School is school, after all.
When I finally reach the gates, I freeze.
Shuchiin Academy.
Wait. WHAT!?
Shuchiin Academy!? The elite school from Kaguya-sama: Love is War!?
Okay, deep breaths. Deep, panicked breaths.
If these lunatics don't like me, I'll end up in Tokyo Bay with cement shoes.
"Breaking News: Nobody messes with Shinomiya."
My heart rate spikes just imagining it. Seriously, why is my reincarnated life turning into crossover hell!?
Still, I can't chicken out now.
Gritting my teeth, I pass through the gates of what feels more like a final boss dungeon than a school.
The air is so thick with pressure, I swear I might unlock [Anxiety Resistance – Lv.1] at any moment.
With shaky legs and the social grace of a terrified squirrel, I eventually find my classroom.
I quietly slip into my seat, careful not to bump a single desk.
I am the wind. I am the silence. I am not here.
People in anime get stabbed for less than touching the wrong lunchbox.
[In your case, it's more than just "safe."]
Thanks, system. But today, your sarcasm gets the mute button.
Fortunately, the morning classes pass without incident. No one talks to me. No one even looks at me.
Perfect.
At lunch, I sneak into the cafeteria and grab something light to eat.
Lo and behold—an empty table.
Clearly, the gods of solitude have blessed me today.
As I dig into my food—surprisingly delicious, by the way—I feel something rare: peace.
"No drama. No death threats. Just carbs. I could do this every day."
[Please understand... this is NOT good for you.]
Aw, you care so much. Thanks, System-senpai.
But for now? Let me enjoy this calm.
I know I need to change eventually. But maybe… just not today.
Leaning back, I savor the moment when a new notification appears:
[Help Yourself!You received thanks from the girl you helped yesterday.She's grateful for your kindness.Reward: Random Property.]
Wait… A property? Like real estate!?
Okay, now that's motivation!
I brace myself to meet whoever I need to in order to claim this holy grail.
As I return to class, the hallway buzzes with chatter.
"There they are—President and Vice-President!"
"They're perfect together!"
...And just like that, I freeze.
Walking straight toward me: Kaguya Shinomiya and Miyuki Shirogane.
Power couple. War generals. Gods among students.
My spine turns to ice.
If I make a wrong move near her, I will disappear. She has the power and the motive.
I instantly detour, hiding behind a wall until they pass like a storm cloud.
Crisis averted.
I'm almost at the classroom door when—
Another one!?
A girl with long blonde hair, bright pink lenses, and the aura of an actual anime heroine walks in.
Wait... no. That's not just anyone.
Marin Kitagawa.
...And she's in my class.
I die inside.
This kind of person—friendly, talkative, vibrant—they always talk to loners like me.
No, no, no. Please don't notice me. Please be too distracted to say hi.
This is it. My peaceful life is over.
And just like that, the chaos begins.