This morning, before I entered the class, there was one more thing that was entrusted to me by my father. He said that this time I could enter the school, thanks to Principal Zhao. Well, I understand what my father meant. He wanted me to go to the principal's office at the agreed time this morning to report in and take care of me in the future.

Heh heh, my dad's self-established Spartan armed forces have stationed over two thousand people around the school, including with medium-sized weapons, and they even enjoy low-paid employment expenses. This is undoubtedly an excellent partner for the principal or the chairman of the board of directors.

As for the scene after opening the principal's office door...

"Hahaha, I, Zhao Mou, have been waiting for you for a long time. It's our honor for all the staff to have you at our school!"

Although I already knew it would be like this, the lineup is still overwhelming. All the empty classrooms in Nanchao have come to the principal's office to meet me.

Our Sakura South School principal, Zhao Xuliang, though old, has strong muscles, and I could feel the pain in my fingers when shaking hands with him.

"Your arrival has brought glory to our school!"

"Heh heh, Principal Zhao, you are exaggerating. I'm just an ordinary transfer student in high school."

This awkward atmosphere made me feel embarrassed. After all, it doesn't make sense to treat a student as a leader.

After the warm welcome from the principal, the teachers lined up neatly to greet me in a very solemn way.

"Thank you very much for coming!"

It's a bit uncomfortable for me to see so many teachers dropping their dignity and bowing to me at the same time, but their smiling faces were impeccable and left me no room to refute.

"May I go back to my own class now?"

I just suggested that I should go back to the classroom first. The muscular principal immediately said as if he had found liberation: "You, sir, go to the classroom first... It's okay, don't worry about us being old-fashioned!"

After another long hesitation, he led me to our class like serving a disabled person.

"Come, sir, this way, please!"

"You really don't need to trouble Principal Zhao to accompany me, and also..."

Without realizing it, the old man had already led me to the front door of Class A, so I just followed him into the class.

"Let's give a warm applause to the arrival of Tsubaki Juxi, the eldest son of the Tsubaki family!"

Under the instigation of Principal Zhao, the students started whispering in private.

"What? Is he from an old prestigious noble family?" "Wow, he deserves to be the eldest son of the Tsubaki family..."

Not only did the boys cast envious and awed glances at me, but the girls also started discussing me in front of and behind my desk.

"Yes, he's so handsome!" "People from prominent families must have engagements, so don't daydream!"

Being loved by classmates and respected by teachers on the second day of joining the class made me feel like a joke in this school.

But everyone has their own vanity, and I am no exception. Although I really dislike the deep blue male school uniform, I still tie my tie properly and check if my collar is straight.

And the me who once had that momentary vanity has already been two months since joining the class.

Two months later, an unimaginable event happened here.

It's unbelievable that they were able to pass through the heavily guarded Sakura South Academy and get past those Spartan teams.

After that incident, I often asked myself in my heart, could this be related to the Archangel Project? If so, who is the hidden person in the darkness?

"Everyone, please be quiet. Tsubaki-kun just transferred to our school. I hope you can all take good care of him. How about his seat..."

Just as Teacher Himo was about to choose a seat for me, almost half of the girls in the class started clamoring to sit next to them.

"Tsubaki-kun, come sit here. There's the only empty seat beside me!"

"Nonsense, her desk is only empty for a few days. Her things are still in the drawer!"

"Can you two stop arguing?"

In this way, the two girls from the front and back of the class started fighting, leaving Teacher Himo ignored.

"Stand up, all of you!"

A girl with twisted braids in the front row suddenly jumped up from her seat and shouted, immediately silencing the whole class. Everyone also turned to look at the female class president, who couldn't help but step forward and intervene. She blushed, looked down at her desk, and then spoke up."You can sit next to me first. I'm the class monitor, so if you have any questions, I can guide you, like..."

"Like what?"

"Like after-school tutoring, for example!"

I originally thought I finally met someone serious, but it turns out she's also a crazy fan.

"Tsk, it seems like I need to tidy up the class atmosphere!"

"Teacher, I promise I won't do it again, please forgive me... Ah!"

After saying such inappropriate words, Xiaomo's teacher was so angry that she personally took her out to interrogate her, and the horrifying screams made everyone else too afraid to say anything.

But why are they all like this? Why didn't I notice any outstanding appearances in junior high school?

After Xiaomo's teacher left angrily, the only one who could control the situation in the class was our muscular male principal, Uncle Zhao.

The principal cleared his throat twice and, as he stroked his beard, he calmly said, "It's about time things settled down. Since you can't decide, let me decide who Juxi should sit next to."

"Based on the performance of most of you just now..."

Almost everyone perked up their ears at the same time, wanting to hear what the higher-up would say.

"I can't let Juxi sit next to any one of you!"

"Principal, then where should I sit?"

Based on the intense situation just now, I only had two options: sit with the teacher or at the storage cabinet at the back of the classroom.

The principal was indeed the principal. Just by looking at his physique, you could tell he was extraordinary. Naturally, his actions came with the aura of a king.

"Hmph, it must be someone who didn't answer just now. It's decided, it's you..."

The principal suddenly pointed his index finger towards the back of the class, and everyone followed his gaze to the last desk.

"Why is there no one there?" "Exactly, who should sit there?"

When all the students looked at each other, the principal sneered and said, "Been hiding under the desk playing games since earlier. She's also from our school!"

"Quick, everyone, seize the opportunity, this friend, we should share... Oops!"

Before the principal finished speaking, a group of girls in the class tried to pounce on the empty seat, trying to claim it for themselves.

"Got it..."

The first girl to reach the desk startled the girl who had been engrossed in playing games underneath it. The girl's face, filled with disappointment, slowly rose from the edge of the desk.

With a ferocious glare, she scanned the entire class, then became extremely angry.

"Tired of living, huh? Disappear before I change my mind!"

Swish...!

Under Yu Xiang's intimidating gaze, the group of girls attacking her scattered like a flock of birds. It was later that I found out that Yu Xiang was known as the "Iron Blood President" in the South Campus.

"Sorry, please leave yourself another chance, I won't dare anymore!"

The girl who was at the forefront stuttered under the princess' words. Yu Xiang's dark aura must have left a scar on her young mind.

The girls who retreated back to their seats waited for the principal as if nothing happened.

"Is there anyone who still objects?"

"..."

How could anyone risk their life to voice an objection? So the principal made the final decision, saying, "Since that's the case, Juxi, please sit next to Xin Hai Yu Xiang."

Finally, I had my own seat. But why are the boys and girls looking at me with such pity?

"I hope he can survive until winter break in that seat..."

"Yeah, yeah!"

Wait, what do you mean by saying that? I feel like something is wrong with this class... No, with the whole school!

Next, leaning my body towards Yu Xiang, I tried to greet her.

"Um, hello... are you alright?"

Yu Xiang was too busy playing games on her portable console and completely ignored me. She didn't even give a simple "oh".

Sitting in the least noticeable seat in the class, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under the suspicious glances. It felt like being pricked by needles.

During break, I wanted to talk to her, but as soon as class was over, I was forcefully blocked by my classmates before I could even get up from my seat.

"Where does Chunjui usually like to go?" "Chunjui-sama, please remember me, sob..."

Anyway, there are all kinds of people asking questions at the beginning, but everyone has one thing in common: they are all snobbish. After the morning exercise, my mind was filled with admiration for the Chunjiu family.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

I hope everyone in this school will have amnesia tomorrow, so I can live a peaceful college life.

The real disaster is during lunchtime.

At first, everything seemed smooth. I followed the crowd of students and arrived at the central cafeteria of the college. I thought that the cafeteria, which serves hundreds of thousands of students and teachers, would definitely be very crowded.

"Ah, I hope I won't be hungry at noon today."

"Hey! Over here..."

It seemed that there were still people arriving late at the dining area, but this person seemed more calm and optimistic than me, as if he was naturally carefree.

"Hey, buddy, it's me, Yuanhui!"

"Hey, why aren't you in a hurry?"

"Hurry? Why should I hurry?"

Looking at his indifferent expression, I became confused. "With so many students eating at the same time, I think the cafeteria must be under a lot of pressure, right?"

"...You've never eaten here before?"

"No."

Yuanhui took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead with a helpless expression. He forcefully dragged me through the shaded path and came to the school's cafeteria...

"Are you really bringing me to the cafeteria?!"

The cafeteria of this school, rather than calling it big, it's more like...is this even a cafeteria? Isn't this a food court?

Here, besides the common restaurants and large hotels you see on the streets, there are even several streets dedicated to cat cafes and maid cafes. Is this a school? Are we playing The Sims?

"Haha, young man, no need to thank me for solving your problem, but as a reward, how about treating me to lunch?"

"...So you've had this planned all along."

"Hehe, you, young man, are a wealthy heir who is rolling in money. You can't even be stingy with the money for a meal, right?"

"Alright, stop praising me. I'll treat you to this meal, okay?"

"Hehe, I really like you..."

"Don't gross me out."

Ah, the troubles of our adolescence are just beginning.

There are many familiar faces here in my dreams. I guess everything about entering this school was predetermined from the start.