On the second day of the transfer, Seiji was looking forward to the last class being physical education.
He wasn't thinking of showing off in physical education, although he could probably do it if he wanted to.
After the tennis match, he understood that his basic physical abilities were far superior to the average student, and he could perform well in any sport.
If it wasn't to show off, then what was it for?
Of course it was to watch!
The weather was getting cold, but the school hadn't switched to winter mode yet, so they were still wearing summer sportswear in PE class.
Heh heh … You should have understood by now, right?
In Sakura Island, the girls wore the same clothes that only appeared in certain anime in his previous world. They wore a white t-shirt and boxer shorts!
During class, all the girls in the class would wear that kind of clothing. Just the thought of it made his blood boil!
Seeing such a scene in the real world was the ultimate desire of otaku (gentry) men.
Don't say it wasn't!
Time passed quickly as he looked forward to it, and finally it was the last class.
Seiji quickly changed into his attire and went to the field to wait for his teacher.
When the girls walked onto the field in groups of three or four, he looked over and felt like he was being sublimated …
That shining white neck and arms.
Full or immature breasts.
And finally, a pair of snow-white and tender thighs!
Ah … It's so good to be alive!
Seiji tried very, very hard not to reveal an expression of joy as if he was about to become a Buddha.
As mentioned before, compared to his previous life, people in this world were generally more attractive, and there were also 2D elements.
Therefore, everything in front of Seiji was like an anime from his previous life, and he was extremely moved.
Because he was so moved, he didn't notice someone sneaking up on him.
"Harano-kun, your nose is going to bleed ~"
Chiaki smiled and put her hand on Seiji's shoulder.
Only then did Seiji regain his senses and turn around to look.
"Why are you still wearing men's clothing?"
"Oh, are you disappointed?" Chiaki stuck out her tongue and made a sexy pose. "If you want to see the female version of me, you can come to my house. I'll wear it for you ~"
"Uh … It sounds like some kind of special service. Forget it."
"Sigh, I've been rejected again. Am I not charming enough? How about I bring Mika along to show you? If it's you, she'll definitely agree. Besides, I have all kinds of other clothes at home ~ "
"Don't betray your friends! Also, what kind of place is your house!? "Seiji roared.
Chiaki giggled.
"You're such a strange person, Harano. Weren't you a dirty otaku before? Now that you've become so handsome, logically speaking, you should have transformed into a wolf. However, you're very restrained, and you're not trying your best to hide your terrible side. "
Although she had a casual smile on her face, her eyes were serious.
"What kind of person are you?"
This was the question she wanted to ask yesterday.
Conversation options appeared —
[A: I'm me. You don't have to worry about me.]
[B: I'm not sure myself, but I swore that I wouldn't be a useless person again.]
[C: I'm an otaku.]
Seiji thought about it.
"I'm an otaku."
"Even though I've changed and become more handsome, I'm still an otaku who likes otaku things."
"Compared to before, my hobbies haven't changed. What's changed is my way of doing things and my code of conduct. I'll use all my willpower to implement my new life principles, and I won't return to being the useless person I was before."
After saying that, Seiji revealed a sincere smile towards Chiaki.
"All in all, I'm just slightly more courageous — an otaku."
* Ding! * Favorability rating increased!
Chiaki retracted her casual smile.
"Just slightly …?"
"You're willing to risk your life against evil people for the sake of a girl who once called you disgusting. This isn't just any ordinary courageous person."
"I can't imagine what you've experienced to be able to reach this point."
Seiji chuckled and was about to say something else when he heard another voice.
"Chiaki! Why are you walking so fast? Why aren't you waiting for me? "Mika Uehara complained to her friend as she walked over.
Only when she got closer did she notice the subtle atmosphere between Seiji and Chiaki.
"Er … what's the matter with the two of you?"
"It's nothing. We're just enjoying the beautiful scenery. Right, Seigo?" Chiaki patted Seiji's shoulder.
It wasn't "Harano-kun," but "Seigo."
"Ah, yeah, it's a nice scenery." Seiji's smile became gentler.
"What kind of scenery is this?" Mika looked left and right in confusion.
'This is a beautiful scenery.' Seiji sneaked a peek at Mika's long, straight, and beautiful legs.
'Bro, you really know your stuff.' Chiaki squeezed Seiji's shoulder with a naughty smile.
…
All the students arrived, but it wasn't the P.E. teacher who came, but the class teacher.
"Sasaki-sensei asked for a day off today, so I'm here to replace him." The class teacher, a 29-year-old unmarried woman named Keiko Sato, told the class.
The P.E. class began.
Seiji was hesitant about whether or not he should perform well and show off.
He didn't want to show off, but he inexplicably gained a wave of favorability points at the tennis club yesterday, which unlocked the new system option. If he continued to gain favorability points from more girls, perhaps it would bring him more new things.
After some consideration, he chose to give up.
The new system option had just been unlocked, and he hadn't even used it properly yet. It wouldn't be too greedy to want something new. Besides, it didn't feel good to do something like this against his will. Lastly, he didn't have a good impression of the boys in the class, and if he showed off again, it was hard to guarantee that something strange wouldn't happen.
It was better to maintain the balance of the class's relationships.
At the beginning of class, it was a two-person warm-up exercise. Seiji unceremoniously dragged Kazufuru Ooike over to avoid being isolated.
Ooike's expression darkened, but he could only accept it. After all, he was Kazufuru's "friend."
After that, it was running. As expected, there was nothing new about the class teacher's substitute class.
Seiji ran in the middle of the group until the end of the run.
To be honest, this was the first time he experienced that going easy on others in sports wasn't an easy task.
Most boys would start panting after running one lap, but he didn't feel anything at all. In order to not appear strange, he could only pretend to be panting. And towards the end of the run, he had to intentionally slow down his pace so that he wouldn't be in front all of a sudden. He also had to learn from everyone else to take deep breaths, and he had to be careful not to appear too strange. It was truly a form of torture.
After the boys finished running, there were still a few girls who hadn't finished.
The girl at the very end was the fattest girl in the class.
She wasn't that fat; at least, she was much fatter than Seiji had been in the past. However, compared to the other girls in the class, she was the least attractive.
She was panting heavily, and her head was shaking left and right. Her hair was a mess, and saliva was dripping out of her mouth. She seemed to be in great pain.
"Wow — that Miyamoto guy is still so disgusting..."
"It's so difficult to run; he should've just given up, honestly."
"Hey hey, she's trying her best, don't say that ~"
There were sounds of laughter among the boys.
Seiji furrowed his eyebrows.
Suddenly, the fat girl slipped and fell heavily, causing dust to fly everywhere.
"Miyamoto!?"
The other girls who hadn't finished running turned around and were startled by what they saw. They hurriedly went over to check.
The class teacher immediately went over as well, along with some other girls.
A moment later, Teacher Sato's voice rang out.
"One boy, Miyamoto-san's foot is injured; you need to carry her to the infirmary!"
"What?"
"Carry that Miyamoto... I don't want to."
"She'll be squashed flat, heh heh ~"
Seiji's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
He didn't want to hear any more of this noise, so he strode over.
Instantly, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Oh, a hero has arrived," Chiaki whispered in praise. No one heard her except for Mika, who was beside her.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Seiji quickly walked over to the group of girls.
"Harano -san, can I trouble you?" Teacher Sato had an anxious expression on her face, and her expression changed slightly when she saw that it was a new transfer student.
"No problem." Seiji smiled at the class teacher and the other girls.
Then, he didn't carry the fat girl who was sitting on the ground and wiping her tears.
Instead, he picked her up in his arms!
"Miyamoto-san, right? This is the first time I've spoken to you. "Seiji smiled at the fat girl, who was still in a daze." Please bear with it for a while; a private car will bring you over immediately. "
Then, he started running.
"Wow!"
"Amazing, he's carrying her like a princess!"
"This is the first time I've seen someone carry someone like that, and he can even run!?"
"Harano -san is so amazing, so strong!"
All the girls were infatuated with him.
The boys, on the other hand, had expressions as if they'd just seen a dog.
"It can't be, how much does that Miyamoto weigh!?"
Almost all the boys reflexively thought about it, and then realized that if it was them, they definitely wouldn't be able to do what he just did!
"Harano -san is so cool, he's standing up for me!"
"I'm really infatuated with him, I want to be carried like that too ~"
"Me too, me too, I really want to be carried like that once!"
The girls chattered incessantly, and the atmosphere was so lively that even the class teacher's face was slightly red.
Under such an atmosphere, the boys could only remain silent and awkward.
Kazufuru Ooike, including himself, had an unpleasant expression on his face.
He wanted to go out and help, since this was a good opportunity to increase his reputation, but because he'd just run, he'd used up a lot of energy, so he was hesitant — if he went out to carry someone and got crushed instead, that would be embarrassing for himself.
He didn't expect that Seigo Harano still had such strength.
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