Chapter 12 of 100
Chapter 12
14 min read3,510 words
In an ordinary, deserted street, a person suddenly appeared there without any warning, not walking or flying, but truly 'appearing,' as if sprouting out of thin air!
Wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black jeans, with a sword without a guard tied to his waist, the man had black hair and black eyes. In his hand, he held a branch, on which... a piece of already cooled roasted meat was skewered...
Dungeon World: Hayate the Combat Butler!
Dungeon Task: Clear!
Task One: Enter Seika Academy and become a high school student there;
Task Reward: 1000 points each for Equipment, Items, Abilities, and Summoning;
Task Two: Not activated;
Task Three: Not activated;
Opening his eyes in a daze, Wuyan first heard the system announce the dungeon tasks before he looked around.
The street, an extremely ordinary street, gave Wuyan a sense of security that he hadn't felt since he crossed over three months ago.
In a strange and unfamiliar world, even if Wuyan had a thick nerve, he couldn't relax. Spending most of his time upgrading and completing tasks, how could he dare to relax? One careless move, and he could die in the forest, becoming monster manure.
The familiar street, however, gave Wuyan an indescribable sense of security. His tense body gradually relaxed, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
Of course, as long as you didn't look at the roasted meat in his hand...
"Drip! User, you can only leave this dungeon world after completing all the dungeon tasks. When Task One is completed, Task Two will be activated. When Task Two is completed, Task Three will be activated. When the user completes Task Three, the user can leave this dungeon world!"
"Remind the user, the time ratio between the dungeon world and the real world is 100:1, so the user can rest assured to undergo dungeon training. Wishing you a pleasant dungeon experience!"
100:1?
That means if I stay here for a year, only 3 and a half days will have passed in the Sparial world?
A cheat for cultivation, I like it!
He chuckled, looked at the roasted meat in his hand, and his face turned awkward. He quickly threw it away, patted his hands, and walked out.
The first thing to do now is to have a good meal. In the Sparial world, he either ate fruit or roasted meat. Although the supply town had good food, how could he find Chinese cuisine in a restaurant?
The system's item options do have it, but using precious item points to exchange for food is not impossible. Let's wait until we get rich. Although it's not expensive, even a mosquito's leg is meat...
In the world of Hayate the Combat Butler, although the story takes place in Japan, there should be a few dishes with a similar flavor...
Although he had no money, Wuyan had gold coins. The gold coins used as currency in the Sparial world would be considered gold in this world. One gold coin was enough for ten meals.
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At this moment, Wuyan stood in front of a very spacious and luxurious building, holding a map, looking at the entrance with a look of embarrassment.
After a hearty meal of Japanese cuisine, Wuyan got a map from the shopkeeper who had received a gold coin with a smile. He didn't want to suffer from not knowing the way again.
Thanks to the system's built-in language proficiency, otherwise, Wuyan wouldn't even be able to order food.
The luxurious building in front of him was Seika Academy!
Although this world gave Wuyan a bit of security, he didn't forget his mission. Task One was to join Seika Academy and become a student.
Wuyan didn't know why the system issued such a dungeon task, but he wouldn't be polite about earning points!
As for why he looked embarrassed? The reason was the older sister standing at the entrance of Seika Academy, looking at him with a wary expression.
Short, light green hair, a small bump on her forehead that was either a mole or a pimple, she clearly wasn't someone to be messed with. She was now standing in a fighting stance, glaring at Wuyan fiercely.
Katsura Yukiru, the neurotic older sister of Katsura Chisato, was all Wuyan knew about her.
In the original story, when the protagonist, Hajime Aizawa, came to deliver a bento to his young mistress, Natsuki Sanzenin, he was also stopped by Katsura Yukiru. The reason was that if she didn't guard the gate, she would be docked pay...
Because of such a ridiculous reason, this neurotic older sister refused all outsiders and attacked them on sight, which was incredibly unfair...
According to the system, the time Wuyan entered a story-based dungeon was always the day before the story began. So now, the protagonist, Hajime Aizawa, was still delivering packages, and unexpectedly, this older sister was already guarding the gate.
Although Wuyan didn't know when Hajime Aizawa would come to Seika Academy, he knew he might have some trouble.
This alcohol-loving, trouble-making, and slightly neurotic older sister would definitely not let him in easily. Even if he explained himself, he would definitely be beaten...
Katsura Yukiru: (Level 15)
Alright, older sister, you're impressive. As an ordinary person with no special powers, you've reached the second stage. Could it be that the alcohol you drink is actually an experience book for leveling up?
Looking at the neurotic older sister who had been in that fighting stance for nearly 20 minutes since he arrived, Wuyan's embarrassment deepened.
Calm down... stay calm...
Wuyan kept reminding himself, put away the map, and tried to communicate, even though there was little hope.
"Um..."
"Wow! Finally decided to attack? Watch this!"
Before Wuyan could finish, Katsura Yukiru shouted and rushed over, swinging a punch at his face.
Wuyan looked at Katsura Yukiru, who started attacking without warning, and felt the wind from her punch. He quickly turned his head to dodge.
"Hmm, you have some skills. How about this?"
Facing the continuous attacks, Wuyan quickly dodged, tears streaming down his face.
Although he knew this older sister was unreasonable, Wuyan didn't expect it to be so hard to communicate. Indeed, it must be a dimensional issue. Two-dimensional and three-dimensional...
No! That's not it. Two-dimensional cute girls wouldn't have a generation gap with me. It must be because she's not a cute girl, that's why! Right!
Thinking this, Wuyan still looked frustrated.
I just came to enroll, not to fight, and definitely not to be beaten up!!!
Neither fighting back nor not fighting back was an option. If he fought back, he would be in trouble, but if he didn't, he would be beaten to a pulp. What should he do?
"Don't come any closer! I won't be polite if you do!" This was Wuyan, who was still thinking about not fighting back.
"Ha ha ha! Not polite? Show me what not being polite looks like!" Wuyan suspected that this older sister was no longer fighting for her pay but purely for fun or to pass the time.
Seeing Katsura Yukiru completely in a "no outsiders allowed" state, Wuyan's evil thoughts grew...
...
"Ugh... ugh ugh..."
Wuyan patted his hands, turned his head, and walked into Seika Academy.
Katsura Yukiru, on the other hand, was now tied up in a ball with a rope Wuyan had bought for 10 item points, with a map stuffed in her mouth, lying on the ground, struggling...
Walking on the path of Seika Academy, Wuyan felt a bit speechless.
Although he knew from the anime that Seika Academy was very large and wide, and that you needed to take a tram to go around it, seeing it in person still left him speechless.
After entering Seika Academy, Wuyan headed straight for the tallest clock tower. However, after walking for nearly 10 minutes, the clock tower still seemed far away, leaving Wuyan feeling quite depressed.
Finally reaching the clock tower, Wuyan looked around strangely. As a school, it was so quiet that it was hard to imagine it was a school day...
Shaking his head, Wuyan walked into the clock tower.
"Hey, you there, don't you know that only Student Council members are allowed in the clock tower?"
Wuyan, who was about to step into the clock tower, stopped and turned around.
Seeing the person, Wuyan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
"President!"
With her long pink hair, yellow-green eyes, and beautiful face, the person in the Seika Academy uniform, hands on her hips, and a blank expression, was none other than the Student Council President, Katsura Chisato!
Katsura Chisato was taken aback by Wuyan's words, her face showing a bit of confusion. She looked at Wuyan carefully.
This boy in casual clothes with a sword tied to his waist, she had never seen before. She had just seen him trying to enter the clock tower and called him to stop. Who was he?
And why did he call her "President"?
Although she didn't know what was going on, Katsura Chisato still nodded at him.
"You may rise."
"..."
"..."
Both of them looked at each other with strange expressions. Wuyan was speechless, and Katsura Chisato was a bit awkward. After all, the conversation sounded like a noble lady talking to a servant.
Seeing Katsura Chisato's awkward expression, Wuyan found it amusing. The excitement of meeting the legendary President gradually subsided, and he began to seriously observe Katsura Chisato.
Indeed, as the most popular girl in Hayate the Combat Butler, the real-life Katsura Chisato standing in front of Wuyan was even more beautiful than in the anime. The charm of a two-dimensional beauty was fully displayed by the President, and even a real-life two-dimensional character didn't seem out of place.
Hmm... her chest is a bit tragic, a teenage girl... But that's okay, flat-chested girls are rare and cute!
The President also has acrophobia, right? Well, that's also cute!
"President, I'm here to apply for enrollment. What procedures do I need to follow?"
If he didn't speak up, the atmosphere would become awkward. Now that he had met the beautiful President, there would be plenty of time to interact.
Katsura Chisato smiled awkwardly and then quickly composed herself. "You want to enroll in Seika Academy?"
Although she didn't know why he called her "President" or how he knew she was the Student Council President, out of politeness, Katsura Chisato answered Wuyan's question.
"Applying for enrollment isn't easy."
Wuyan's face stiffened. At this moment, he remembered that to apply for enrollment at Seika Academy, one needed to score at least 65 points on a written test...
Although he didn't know what 65 points meant for him, if he remembered correctly, in this world, 65 points could get you into a top university, and 72 points could get you into Tokyo University...
Not only had he not studied in this world, but even if he had, Wuyan didn't think that someone who could only get into a third-rate university in his original world could pass a cross-world written test.
But fortunately, he was no longer the same person. Although his intelligence hadn't increased, he had a powerful system!
As long as he exchanged some abilities, passing a written test would definitely be no problem!
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