I have a life simulator.

It was only the morning of the first day of school, and Yamada, who had just eaten breakfast, was hit in the stomach. Along with the pain came a strong urge to vomit. The boy in front of him was stronger than he had imagined, and his skills far surpassed his own. In just three rounds, Yamada was hit twice more and quickly took two steps back, waving his hands to indicate that he was done.

"Impressed?"

Yamada nodded silently, and Kitagawa Ryo withdrew his fists and feet. He turned around and grabbed Ryuen Sho by the collar, who seemed to be still half-conscious. Although his actions looked rough and violent, he was an absolute handsome guy, and the victim was the arrogant Ryuen just now. I don't know who started it, but suddenly there was applause coming from the back of the classroom.

"Stop pretending, Long Yuan, don't you think I know you too well?"

Kitagawa Ryo unceremoniously lifted Ryuen Sho's medium-length hair with his hand and slapped his face twice with a light touch:

"Get up!"

"...I also wondered if it was someone with the same name."

Long Yuanxiang opened his eyes with a complicated expression, looking at the person in front of him who smiled more brightly than anyone else and was more ruthless than anyone else.

"Indeed, I did wonder if it was just someone with the same name, but seeing your distinctive purple hair reminded me."

Kitagawa Ryo used his fingers to brush aside Ryuen Sho's long hair:

"What's the point of having this purple hair of yours, other than it being too long to be grabbed in a fight and maybe making you look like a girl?"

"Your mouth is still as sharp as ever."

"Likewise, you're just as mischievous."

Kitagawa Ryo easily blocked Ryuen Sho's punch aimed at his waist with his left hand:

"Do you want me to read your lines for you?"

"Well, to sum it up, it's like saying 'You can defeat me, but you can never beat me'?"

Kitagawa Ryo yawned, staring into Ryuen Sho's defiant eyes, and said:

“Actually, Longyuan, you don’t need to keep making such tough statements. After all, only tough statements that can be done are truly tough. Those that can’t be done are just impotent rages, which is very embarrassing.”

"Come on, how about we make a bet?"

"During the first semester, you'd better keep your fancy little schemes to yourself. If I don't do my job to your satisfaction, I'll voluntarily step down and hand over my position to you, okay?"

Facing Kitagawa Ryo, who was smiling and making a promise, Ryuen Sho grinned and said:

"Do you think I'd listen to your discipline for a whole semester because of this empty promise? Kitagawa, as long as I'm still in Class C, I won't let you behave for a single day."

"That's why I said you were the most troublesome one in that batch, much harder to deal with than Baoquan and Chen. You just wouldn't submit no matter how hard we tried..."

Kitagawa Ryo sighed in disappointment:

"But don't you think the situation is now beyond your control?"

"What are you pretending to be, all high and mighty?"

To everyone's surprise, Kitagawa Ryo slapped Ryuen Sho across the face again, the sound ringing out clearly.

“From the beginning, they have been shouting that they want to rule everyone by violence. But when they actually fight and encounter someone they can’t beat, they just talk tough and use dirty tricks. They think that the underlings should obey them, but when they are underlings themselves, they are thinking about how to backstab people. I usually call this kind of double standard thinking ‘bastard’.”

Kitagawa Ryo grabbed Ryuuen Sho's hair and turned his head towards the dark mass of his classmates at the back of the classroom:

"Let's be realistic. If you could intimidate everyone from the start, that would be fine, but look at the mess you're in now..."

"Who would listen to you then?"

"If you're still not satisfied, I'll shave your head bald tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I'll have someone pull your pants down in public?"

Kitagawa Ryo happily offered his suggestions as he strolled around the classroom carrying Ryuen Sho.

Long Yuanxiang was always the one threatening others, but he never expected to be threatened by others today. What's worse, based on his opinion of Kitagawa Ryo, this guy was indeed capable of doing such a thing. If he really had his head shaved and his pants pulled down in public... Thinking of this, Long Yuanxiang couldn't help but shudder.

The authority of violence lies in absolute violence and the increasing unpredictability it creates. If Kitagawa Ryo really gets involved like this, regardless of whether Ryuen Sho can successfully retaliate in the future, at least the image of him being bald and not wearing pants will be implanted in the minds of the entire class.

"...Okay, I agree to your bet."

After weighing the pros and cons, Ryuen Sho gritted his teeth and agreed to Kitagawa Ryo's request. His concession seemed to ignite the other thugs he had previously beaten, prompting them to try and retaliate. However, they were quickly overpowered by Kitagawa Ryo, the "hero" who had dealt with Ryuen, who kicked them to the ground several times.

"Hey, does anyone really think I'm some kind of guy with an overflowing sense of justice?"

Kitagawa Ryo looked around the classroom. He seemed to have hit harder than Ryuen Sho. Several delinquents who had fallen to the ground were groaning and moaning. The girls, who had thought the class would be peaceful again, were shocked. They remembered his ruthless attack and realized that Kitagawa Ryo, who had defeated Ryuen Sho, was actually more violent than Ryuen Sho himself.

"But don't worry, although I'm not a good person, I'm still very considerate towards my classmates."

If we ignore the mess in the classroom and the few people still rolling around on the floor, Kitagawa Ryo might be more credible.

However, the fiercest students in the class, Ryuen Sho and Yamada Albert, had already been subdued by Kitagawa Ryo, so they couldn't speak up and could only silently look at Kitagawa Ryo, secretly trying to figure out his attitude.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire class, Kitagawa Ryo returned to his seat, took his schoolbag out of his desk drawer, and while rummaging through it, casually asked:

How many students are there in this grade?

Seemingly having found what she was looking for, Kitagawa Ryo looked up and asked the other students at the back of the classroom:

"There's a prize for answering correctly!"

Upon hearing about the prize, Ms. Shiina's eyes lit up immediately, and she raised her hand high, jumping with excitement like a primary school student eager to answer the teacher's questions in front of her parents during a public lesson.

One hundred and sixty people.

Unfortunately, someone lacked sportsmanship and skipped the hand-raising round to answer the question. The girl with short blue hair, who had been quietly observing the situation from the corner of the classroom with her arms crossed, answered the question decisively. In fact, the answer could be easily obtained by multiplying the number of students in her class by four, which is forty.

Quickly matching the name with the face, Kitagawa Ryo glanced at the other person's shapely and powerful calves under the white pleated skirt and the posture of naturally straightening her back as she stood there, and without hesitation pulled something out of her bag and threw it at the other person.

The movement was so swift that it even gave the impression of deliberately aiming to smash the other person's face.

Ignoring the scream from a girl next to her, Ibuki Mio easily caught the object thrown at her, looked down at it with a hint of surprise, and asked:

"shampoo?"

"Yes, shampoo."

Ignoring the resentful Shiina-san standing to the side, Kitagawa Ryo turned to Ibuki Mio and explained:

"Your prize."

"...I remember that we're not allowed to bring these kinds of everyday items to school, right?"

Ryuu Sho, standing to the side, seemed to think he had caught something red-handed, but Kitagawa Ryo delivered another knee strike to him without any hesitation. The ruthless action made many girls' hearts pound.

"Of course, you're right."

Long Yuanxiang clutched his chest, nearly choking on his own breath, and managed to hold back the words, "Then why did you hit me?"

"I picked this up from the school supermarket this morning when I came here."

"But at that time, we hadn't received our student IDs yet."

Ibuki Mio retorted with a frown. Having grown up in a dojo and practiced martial arts for many years, she didn't feel any fear towards Kitagawa Ryo like other girls did.

"Yes, but it's free."

Actually, even the free supplies required a student ID. I had to really sell myself to get a senior student to do me this small favor.

With a sigh of relief, Kitagawa Ryo forgot about the strange white-haired upperclassman he had encountered that morning and looked at the still bewildered crowd, saying:

"Don't you guys find it strange? If everyone can receive 100,000 points a month, why are there still free daily necessities in the supermarket?"

Upon hearing this, Kazuma Sakagami, who had never interfered with or obstructed anything in the class, finally nodded sincerely, and a slight smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

"Perhaps there are some students who are really extravagant, and 100,000 yuan wouldn't even be enough for them for a month, but do you think the school would open a special counter for free supplies just for these individual cases?"

Kitagawa Ryo analyzed the problem step by step:

"This indicates that there must be a considerable group within the school that needs these free items."

"In other words, they don't have enough points, and they can only survive at school by relying on free daily necessities. If I'm not mistaken, there should also be free meal sets in the cafeteria."

"So let's go back to the original question."

Kitagawa Ryo smiled and looked at the thoughtful students:

"Therefore, the idea that everyone will definitely receive 100,000 points every month is inherently unreasonable."

"That's too one-sided... Maybe it's just that the school has good benefits."

A soft murmur came from the crowd.

Kitagawa Ryo wasn't angry after being refuted; instead, he nodded and continued:

"Okay, let's assume everyone receives 100,000 points each month. Now, please calculate again: how many points does the entire grade need in a year?"

"It's still a quiz competition, and there are prizes for those who answer correctly."

"One hundred and ninety-two million."

Shiina Hiyori finally answered successfully, and Kitagawa Ryo smiled and took out a bottle of facial cleanser from his bag, walked over to her and handed it to her. Since it was provided to students for free, it was naturally not a good brand, but Shiina Hiyori still carefully put it into her schoolbag as if it were a treasure, staring at Kitagawa Ryo like a hamster that had been fed, as if she was still waiting for his next question.

One hundred and ninety-two million.

Just thinking about this enormous number filled the minds of the students in Class C with countless zeros. Ten thousand was already close to the limit of their imagination, let alone hundreds of millions.

"Perhaps some of you think that the school is a big and powerful organization, and that spending so much on students every year is just one aspect of its good benefits. But the quality of benefits depends on performance. Would the school really invest so much in students for no reason, and then protect them all the way after graduation? Are you doing charity?"

"Or is there anyone here who thinks they deserve all the school's spending?"

In fact, the students who were assigned to Class C had only slightly less problems than those in Class D. Even the most self-aware students knew their interview performance and written test scores, and knew what level of student they were in junior high school. The students, who were originally complacent about having no worries after entering Tokyo High School of Education, finally came to their senses after Kitagawa Ryo's words and began to think about these questions they had never thought about before, with pale faces.

What shattered their last glimmer of hope was the applause from their homeroom teacher, Kazuma Sakagami.

"Kitagawa's speaking skills are quite good."

He didn't explain, but just smiled and glanced at his watch:

"The entrance ceremony is about to begin. Everyone, please tidy up your tables and chairs and get ready to attend the ceremony."

Kazuma Sakagami's attitude almost confirmed Kitagawa Ryo's guess. Amid the complicated and fearful expressions of the crowd, Kitagawa Ryo didn't say anything more. He simply took the lead in cleaning up the tables and chairs that had been overturned in the previous chaos. Seeing this, the others also stepped forward to help and whispered about what had just happened.

Kitagawa Ryo bent down, using the table as cover, and raised an eyebrow at Ryuen Sho, who was also bending over to tidy up the seats, mouthing a sentence:

"Hard."

Long Yuanxiang gave him a helpless twitch of the corners of his mouth.

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The entrance ceremony was held in the school's auditorium. I thought that setting up the tables and chairs would take up time, but when I got there, I found that Class D was not present either, except for Class C. However, compared to Class A and Class B, who were all standing in neat rows with silence, Class C's line was obviously much more scattered. Perhaps because of Kitagawa Ryo's explosive speech earlier, many students were still immersed in various speculations.

"Be quiet."

Kitagawa Ryo stood at the front of the class line, frowned slightly, and spoke. The previously noisy line immediately fell silent, as if a bleak autumn wind had suddenly swept through. Kitagawa Ryo's gaze fell on the noisiest spot, and the boys immediately stood in neat rows, huddled together, as if they were trembling with fear.

The commotion naturally attracted the attention of Class A and Class B, but because of the students from Class B in between, most of the students in Class A couldn't see any details clearly. Only a few students in the front row with better visibility cast curious glances. The white-haired girl, who was placed at the very front of the line due to her height and stamina, also looked up:

"...Long time no see."

Ban Liu Youqi said in a low voice.

[I've never seen them before, but they feel strangely familiar.]

Honami Ichinose, who was in Class B's formation, also looked in Kitagawa Ryo's direction. She was quite certain that she had no connection with this person, but a strange sense of closeness and grievance welled up from the bottom of her heart.

It had been a long time since they last met in every sense of the word, and Kitagawa Ryo silently turned his head to the right.

She met Horikita Suzune's sharp, purplish-red gaze as the D-class students entered.

Kitagawa Ryo had never looked forward to the start of an entrance ceremony so much.

Chapter Four: Lunch consisted of lying, scheming, and laughter.

At the opening ceremony of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, on the first day of the new semester after the spring break, a ceremony brimming with new hope and a fresh start, Chairman Sakayanagi spoke first, followed by a group of school administrators. These men in their fifties, as expected, had receding hairlines year after year, but this did not stop them from passionately looking to the past, boasting about the present, and envisioning the future for the new students.

The only slight pity is that, apart from Kitagawa Ryo, who stared intently at each of the portly school board members throughout the entire speech and gave them the brightest smiles and the most enthusiastic applause, it's unlikely that many of the students who were applauding in the hall would remember what they said after leaving. After all, no matter how glorious the school's history is, it can't compare to the excitement of the 100,000 personal points that have already been deposited into their accounts.

After all, school history and outstanding predecessors are untouchable legends living in the past, while the beloved shopping street and restaurants, and wonderful campus life are waiting for you outside.

The restless freshmen tried their best to control their demeanor, while images of luxury and luxurious dormitories swayed in their minds.

After the entire entrance ceremony ended and the school board members left, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly exploded like hot oil being poured into a pan. The students, who had already formed small groups, dispersed and cheered as they headed to the cafe or their dormitories. Kitagawa Ryo couldn't force the Class C students to stay at this time, and besides, what he should do now was to slip away in the crowd.

When asked by his classmates if they had anything else to do, Kitagawa Ryo waved them off and told them to do as they pleased. After giving Ishizaki Daichi a task, he quickly took the opportunity to leave the venue.

Arisu Sakayanagi, Honami Ichinose, Suzune Horikita, Megumi Karuizawa, Yosuke Hirata and Kiyotaka Ayanokouji.

During the opening ceremony, Kitagawa Ryo recognized many characters who had appeared in previous simulations with just a casual glance. Only now did he roughly understand the criteria for the achievement "important characters in the plot," which should refer to these new students who have entered Tokyo Advanced Educational High School.

[Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School, this should be the most important stage for the story to take place...]

While pondering the school's anomalies, Kitagawa Ryo went to the convenience store alone to buy daily necessities. He had been here that morning, right after enrolling, but unfortunately, he had to give away the free shampoo and face wash he received in exchange for being teased. For the sake of his future life, Kitagawa Ryo had no choice but to give up on getting freebies and come back again.

The goods on the convenience store counter were no different from the prices outside. In other words, the 100,000 points issued by the school had no problem in terms of purchasing power. Kitagawa Ryo picked out shampoo, shower gel and other items and threw them into the shopping basket. Perhaps because the entrance ceremony had just ended and it was close to noon, many freshmen were either still exploring the campus or had gone to the cafeteria for lunch, so there weren't too many people in the convenience store.