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Chapter 3

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Mika Uehara felt that there must be something wrong with her brain.

Although she was scared because of what happened earlier and wanted to be comforted, how could she let that … that fatty into her house?

Although he seemed to have turned over a new leaf and helped her, he was still a fat otaku …

Mika felt uneasy.

However, there was no sign of what she was worried about happening.

After Seiji Haruta was invited into her home, he behaved properly, and it could even be said that he was calm and collected.

She poured some tea for him, then went to wash her face and change her clothes. When she came back, she saw him sitting at the starting seat, quietly drinking tea.

'It seems like … he's a good person.' Mika recalled that he saved her in a moment of peril and couldn't help but feel ashamed of her previous suspicions.

"Your face … is a little swollen." Seiji looked at Mika and said, "Do you have a first aid kit? I can help you. "

Mika took out the first aid kit, and Seiji opened it to have a look. He used cotton swabs and disinfectant to gently wipe her cheeks, apply medicine, and paste it.

Neither of them spoke during the entire process.

In the quiet atmosphere, Mika gradually felt reassured.

"It's not very serious. It should be fine after a night's sleep." Seiji rearranged the first aid kit, closed it, and said gently.

"Thank you …"

The room fell silent again.

"Is that guy really your classmate?" Seiji broke the silence.

Mika's expression darkened as she nodded.

That blondie was her classmate, and also the son of the president of a large company. His father sponsored the school heavily, so no teacher in school could control him. He was an out-and-out school bully.

In fact, she wanted to call the police, but when she thought of his background, and how difficult it was for her and her mother to resist, she softened.

"Haruta-kun, I … what should I do?" Mika Uehara was only an ordinary high school girl, so she seemed to be at a disadvantage when faced with such a situation.

Seiji didn't have any good ideas either. After all, school bullies weren't easy to deal with.

"There are three ways," he said after a moment of silence.

"First, teach him a good lesson and make him feel fear from the bottom of his heart."

"Second, seek refuge with someone in the school who is even more powerful than him."

"Third, transfer schools."

Mika Uehara was stunned for quite a while.

"Is this the only way?"

"Looking at him, I don't think he will give up on you, and when something happens, it will be too late to call the police. So, there are only three ways to go." Seiji thought of the guy's eyes, which were the eyes of scum.

Mika Uehara remained silent.

She didn't realize how serious the situation was until Seiji calmly pointed it out. Only then did she realize that she had been forced into a dead end.

First, she couldn't do it. Thirdly, it would be a burden to his mother. Only the second …

"I know that he is very afraid of the Student Council President … but I have never spoken to him."

"If the student council president is trustworthy, then you need to desperately beg him, tell him about your predicament, and ask for his help," Seiji said in a serious tone. "Lowering your head to others is still better than truly suffering misfortune."

Everyone wanted to live with self-respect and not beg others. But in reality, that was almost impossible. Everyone would have times when they needed someone else's help.

Mika Uehara remained silent for a long while before she nodded.

"Tomorrow, I will go look for the president."

He made up his mind.

"Thank you, Haruta-kun. If it wasn't for you, I might have …" Mika sincerely thanked him.

She discovered that this fat boy that she previously felt disgusted with had suddenly become cute.

The fat boy revealed an honest smile as he scratched his face.

"It's fine, it was nothing."

After a while, he stood up and said goodbye.

After he left, he glanced at his system and discovered that Mika Uehara's favorability rating towards him had increased by a whole fifty points! She had almost surpassed the level of "normal friends" and was about to reach the level of "best friends."

As expected, saving the damsel in distress was the classic method of increasing favorability ratings.

After returning to his room, Seiji habitually turned on his computer.

The original Seiji spent more than half of his living expenses on this high-end computer, so there were many things that this computer could do. During this week, Seiji didn't only play games; he also did some research on the internet.

The results of his research were just as he expected. Many works from his previous life, including novels, manga, anime, and movies, didn't appear in this world.

Since he was transmigrating, how could he not bring something with him!

That was what he thought at first, but he soon discovered that without the help of his super memory, it would be impossible for him to easily recreate the classic works from his previous life.

Sigh, it was his fault for being a pure consumer otaku in his previous life, and not a big fan …

Since it was impossible for him to recreate the works, Seiji could only give up and peacefully enjoy the works in this world.

Right now, he was watching Sakura Island's most popular 3D anime video.

In the dreamlike scene, a beautiful young girl with long black hair danced gracefully and sang melodiously while wearing a gorgeous cheongsam. Every move she made, every frown and every smile she made was able to perfectly move the hearts of others, and she had a devilish charm that took one's soul away.

Ever since he saw this video, Seiji had been stuck here for several days. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't watch it three or four times a day! It was an endless loop!

After he finished watching the video, he was about to cook for the five viscera temple when someone knocked on his door.

It was a beautiful girl with pigtails.

"This is my mom's cooking, and it's a little too much for me to finish, so … do you want to eat?" Mika Uehara asked shyly as she held a lunchbox in her hands.

Alright, he still had a lot of time to talk to the beautiful girl.



The next day, after Seiji washed up, there was another knock on his door.

When he opened the door, Mika Uehara walked in naturally with a piping hot breakfast.

After chatting for an entire night last night, she unexpectedly discovered that she had some common interests with this fatty, and she already considered him to be her good friend.

Even she found it hard to believe, but the truth was that with her mother not around, she could only feel a sense of security by being by this fatty's side.

As for Haruta Seiji, he indeed seemed to have turned over a new leaf. He was like a completely different person from the disgusting fat otaku she first saw!

'Why did he change so much?' She asked out of curiosity. However, he only smiled mysteriously.

"It's not a big deal, but you'll definitely laugh if you know."

This answer made her heart itch, but since he didn't want to tell her, she didn't want to force him. Unknowingly, she became even more interested in this fatty.

Eating breakfast with him would have seemed inconceivable to her yesterday morning, but she personally requested it last night.

She would cook breakfast for him, and he would escort her to school.

Seiji didn't feel that he was strong enough to escort others, but he had a cheat that allowed him to save a file first, and if something really happened, he could just load again.

'I'm a cheat, so who's afraid of me!'

After breakfast, the two of them went out together. As he watched Mika skipping in front of him, Seiji's eyes became a little dazed.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing … I just suddenly remembered that I used to go to school like this with my sisters."

Last night, Seiji had already told Mika about his previous self's situation, why he didn't go to school, and why he lived alone. He didn't go into great detail, but it was enough for Mika to understand the situation.

"Do you want to go back and see them?"

"Yes, but not now, I've just begun to change," Seiji smiled wryly, "I want to do better, so that … I can have the courage to go back and face them."

Seeing the fatty's depressed expression, Mika smiled.

"You can do it! You've already changed a lot, haven't you? As your landlord, I can guarantee for you! "

"The landlord should be auntie, right?"

"I'm mom's surrogate!"

The fatty and the beautiful girl chatted and laughed as they walked on the sunny street.

In the end, Blondie didn't appear, and Seiji successfully sent Mika to school.

As Mika walked into the school, the fear and uneasiness from last night gradually resurfaced, afraid that she would suddenly see Blondie's ugly face. Subconsciously, she looked back and saw that the tall figure was still standing in the same place, watching her with a smile.

"Good luck." She felt as if she could hear his encouraging voice.

She suddenly gained courage in her heart.

She turned back, raised her head, and walked quickly to the school building.

Next, it would depend on how she would talk to the student council president.

Seiji silently thought on the way back.

If the president was willing to protect her, that would be the best. But if not, Seiji really couldn't think of any other way other than to let Mika transfer schools.

He was still too weak. He was helpless against the son of a big company's president. Admittedly, he could think of a way to beat that scumbag up or even kill him, but what would happen after that? When the other party retaliated, or when he was chased by the police, he could load and restart everything, as if nothing had happened.

He wanted to see the future, not repeat the past.

In silence, Seiji looked at his attributes.

Study: 18 — Slightly above low level, not at the level of a primary school student, standard middle school student.

Sports: 14 — Low level, not to the point of panting after running two steps, but not much better.

Art: 12 — Low level, only able to appreciate erotic pictures on the internet.

Music: 11 — Low level, can understand ordinary pop music, only one step away from being an idiot.

Communication: 21 — Below average, the standard of a normal adult, a little mature … just a little!

Charm: 15 — Low level, a fatty with an ugly face.



In this week, his attributes increased a lot, and he also felt obvious changes in his body. Combined with the previous experiment, it could be confirmed that the attributes not only reflected his physical state, but also guided the improvement of his various abilities.

After looking through all the options to increase the attributes, Seiji made a decision.

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