Chapter 3

In 1987, April, the new school year arrived as scheduled.

"New academic life has begun, welcome all students to our school..."

In the first-year A class of the junior high school department of Suigunno Academy, a young teacher who looked refined and delicate stood on the podium and delivered a cliché opening speech for the new school year.

However, most of the students in the audience did not show any dissatisfaction with this old talk. Most of them looked at the young male teacher on the podium with eyes full of enthusiasm and a thirst for knowledge.

As for the remaining part, specifically the male students, they reluctantly perked up. They had just listened to the long and boring welcome speech by the school leadership, and they were in a bad mood. If it weren't for the fact that it was the first day of the new school year and they were not yet familiar with the class teacher, they would have definitely booed and caused a commotion!

"Ah—"

Ryūdō Rei sighed out of boredom, propping his chin with his right hand, his gaze fixed on the empty playground outside the window.

For someone who had already graduated from university a few years ago, starting junior high school again would be a nightmare. At this moment, he finally understood the pain of a certain Shinigami who had to start elementary school all over again!

"But, I'm much luckier than him!"

The young teacher finished his opening speech and then asked the students to introduce themselves. The originally suppressed atmosphere suddenly burst out, with boys and girls vying to introduce themselves.

The classroom immediately became noisy.

"Bang—"

Just as the classroom was in chaos, a loud noise suddenly came from the window side.

"Quiet!"

A girl with short hair stood in the classroom, her hands on the desk she had just forcefully slammed. Her large eyes scanned the classroom fiercely.

"Oh no—"

"The Tiger of Fuyuki is in our class, how unfortunate!"

"Look, isn't that Ryūdō Rei from Ryūdō Temple behind her? He's as handsome and mature as the rumors say!"

"Right, right, he doesn't look like a junior high school student at all!"

Despite their fear of the girl, the students in the classroom still whispered to each other...

"Stop talking! This is the first class meeting, not a place for you to chat! Next, we need to decide on the class committee members. Don't waste time, everyone, please be quiet!"

The young Tiger of Fuyuki showed her authority, immediately silencing the classroom.

"This... yes, Fujimura, Fujimura, what you said is correct. Everyone, please be quiet. We can discuss any questions after class. Time is limited, let's first decide on the class president. Please nominate the students you trust." The young teacher, clearly a first-time class advisor, scratched his head in frustration and smoothly redirected the topic.

This newly formed class would not have been able to smoothly elect a class president, but fortunately, most of the students were from the elementary school department and were already familiar with each other, saving the time needed to get to know each other. After a brief discussion, the class gave an unexpected answer.

Class President: Fujimura Daikō.

Vice President: Ryūdō Rei.

Fujimura Daikō, despite being known as the "Tiger of Fuyuki," was lively and had the best relationships in the class. Her organizational skills were also strong, making her the perfect choice for class president.

As for Ryūdō Rei, who was elected as vice president, well, all the votes for him came from girls, and the reason was obvious...

"Since there are no objections, I hereby announce that Fujimura will be the class president and Ryūdō will be the vice president!" Seeing the students make their final decision, the teacher announced the result.

"The class president and vice president have been selected. The remaining positions will be assigned by them. I need to prepare for tomorrow's class, so I'll be leaving. Goodbye, everyone!"

The young teacher smiled and waved, then turned and left the classroom.

According to school tradition, the first day of the new school year had no classes. Besides getting to know new classmates, the class advisor, and receiving textbooks, students could freely choose to go home or stay at school.

Thus, after the class advisor left, the classroom fell back into chaos.

It seemed that most students did not want to go home but wanted to make new friends in the class and deepen their understanding of each other, as they would be classmates for the next year.

"Boring, I'll go home. I haven't practiced today yet!"

Ryūdō Rei stood up, slung his backpack over his left shoulder, and prepared to leave.

"Whoosh—"

Just as he took his first step, a black shadow came at him with a speed he could hardly see, aiming straight for his head.

Ryūdō Rei's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped back.

"Smack—"

The high-speed object hit the desk behind Ryūdō Rei, causing the sturdy desk to shake violently on the floor, almost collapsing!

The intended target, however, had just managed to avoid it.

He looked down and saw that the "weapon" on the desk was a bamboo sword. Its owner, of course, was none other than Fujimura Daikō, who now had a regretful expression on her face!

At that moment, the entire classroom was silent, and everyone stared at the two involved.

Ryūdō Rei sighed and took a few steps back until he felt safe.

There was no way around it; he had spent most of his energy on his main job as a mage and was no match for Fujimura Daikō in kendo. Moreover, if he really fought her, based on past experience, he would definitely trigger her passive super skill of extreme luck, and end up losing in a very embarrassing way...

Therefore, he would never oppose Fujimura Daikō unless absolutely necessary!

"Fujimura, using a bamboo sword to attack a classmate on the first day of school, isn't that a bit too much? By the way, how did you get the bamboo sword into the classroom?"

"Since I didn't hit you, what's too much about it! As for the bamboo sword... hehe, a mere classroom can't stop me!"

Fujimura Daikō carelessly put the bamboo sword on her right shoulder and smiled at Ryūdō Rei. "The class committee members haven't been decided yet. Where are you going, Rei?"

Ryūdō Rei, standing opposite her, tensed up, as if he could see the rolling black clouds behind her: When did the Tiger of Fuyuki get this attribute?!

"Sorry, sorry, I have something at home. Please allow me to go home first."

Fujimura Daikō, with a bright and cheerful expression, said smugly, "No way! You just want to avoid the trouble and sneak away, right? Do you think you can fool me?!"

Her eyes shone with the light of "I've seen through you." Due to her grandfather's good relationship with the head of Ryūdō Temple, she had known Ryūdō Rei for a long time and was aware of his spiritual abilities. They could be considered childhood friends, so she had a very accurate grasp of his tendency to distance himself from ordinary people.

Ryūdō Rei sighed helplessly and gave in, "Ah! Fine, what do you want me to do?"

"I've already chosen the class committee members. Stay a bit longer, and we'll clean up with today's duty students."

Fujimura Daikō ran back to her seat and quickly returned, handing Ryūdō Rei a piece of paper filled with writing. Ryūdō Rei looked down and saw that it was a list of the names and addresses of the class students, written in Fujimura Daikō's somewhat messy handwriting, clearly done in a hurry.

"These are the class rosters. Don't forget to make your own copy when you get home!"

"Got it!"

Ryūdō Rei folded the paper and put it in his backpack.

Seeing this, Fujimura Daikō nodded in satisfaction.

She waved her bamboo sword in the air and said energetically, "Classmates, we're going to start assigning the duty roster. If you have any opinions, please let me know now."

However, no one dared to speak up.

After all, not everyone could escape from Fujimura Daikō's bamboo sword unscathed. If they angered this Tiger of Fuyuki, the consequences would be...

Seeing that no one had any objections, Fujimura Daikō announced, "Since no one has any objections, we'll do it my way."

She then conveyed her decision to every student present. Notably, she never put down her bamboo sword, scaring a few mischievous boys into not even daring to breathe loudly!