The time left for students to socialize was short. Before long, he heard Ichinose's voice: "It's about time, everyone. Let's make a good impression on the teacher." The members of Class B responded and returned to their seats.
This was Hachiman's chance to observe those around him. The person in front of him was a boy with sharp eyes; his nameplate said "Ryuji Kanzaki." He glanced at Hachiman once and looked away. How cruel! Behind him was a girl with white, chin-length hair who gave off a fragile impression; her name was "Chihiro Shiranami." She didn't interact with him either; when they accidentally made eye contact, she quickly looked away. Even more cruel!
Although his middle school experiences had prepared him, he still felt a bit hurt. If his heart weren't so strong, he might have wanted to "self-terminate." Soon, along with the sound of "tap-tap" footsteps, a woman wearing a pink T-shirt entered the room. Though she was beautiful, Hachiman wasn't in the mood to care; his "youth" had already ended. Failing to join a group on the first day meant things would only get harder. Well, he didn't really want to blend in with these people anyway.
"Everyone, back to your seats~ or teacher won't be nice anymore, oh!" The female teacher walked to the podium, hands on her hips, pretending to be angry. Although she said she wouldn't be nice, her tone was playful; she seemed like an easy-going teacher. Hachiman straightened his back. After all, making a good impression on the first day is never wrong; it makes it easier to ask for leave in the future.
The teacher picked up the chalk, standing on one foot and slightly lifting the other, and skillfully wrote her name: Chie Hoshinomiya. While her movements were cute, she felt somewhat unreliable.
"Chie Hoshinomiya—that's my name. Everyone must remember it well. If you forget, Teacher will be very sad~"
"Uh..." A stunned silence followed. It was confirmed: this teacher was indeed unreliable.
"Don't worry, Teacher. How could we forget such a beautiful teacher?"
"Well said! What is your name, student?"
"Teacher, I'm Sou Shibata."
"Great! It's the first time I've met such a 'cute' student, but that's slightly wrong. It should be 'adorable' instead. Teacher prefers being called adorable~"
"Oh... I see..."
Hey. For real? They're just chatting like this? Hachiman was speechless. Aren't you supposed to explain the rules? If there are rules, follow them properly, you bastard! But he didn't dare say anything. His straightened back slowly slouched again. If they wanted to chat, let them; he would just listen.
Chie Hoshinomiya quickly hit it off with Ichinose and the others, and she didn't seem to be stopping. After a while, someone finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Teacher!" Ryuji Kanzaki stood up and said deeply, "The admission guide says the homeroom teacher is responsible for explaining the rules. Although tuition is free, the guide says nothing about food and living expenses. How will the school handle this part?"
Well done! He directly asked specific questions, giving the unreliable teacher no chance to divert the topic. A total hero! Hachiman secretly decided to call him "Hero Kanzaki" from today on! However, he seemed to have underestimated the teacher.
"That won't do, Kanzaki-kun!" Chie Hoshinomiya put one hand on her hip and wagged her finger. "Impatience is a taboo for a popular man. If you want a girlfriend, you must be mature and steady. At least, Teacher prefers mature and steady men, understand?"
No. I don't understand. Who the hell wants to know your dating preferences? Just tell us the rules! Hachiman and Kanzaki both twitched their mouths, not knowing how to deal with such a teacher.
"Hoshinomiya-sensei," Ichinose stood up and smiled, "The entrance ceremony is in an hour. If we keep this up, we won't finish talking in time. Maybe next time?"
"Honestly, I can't do anything with you guys." Hoshinomiya sighed with a helpless expression. "It's not that I don't understand your anxiety; I just wanted to chat more. Since you want to know so badly, I'll tell you."
She sounds like she's the one being bullied, Hachiman thought, speechless.
"Pass these out." Hoshinomiya handed out a box of things that looked like phones. Hachiman received three, passed two to Chihiro behind him, and felt relieved when she passed them on without a fuss. In middle school, when he passed a textbook back, a girl cried and said, "Hachiman touched it, I don't want it." He felt like dying then. Thankfully, Chihiro didn't say that.
"The school has a special rule called the S-System. These student ID terminals are like phones, but limited to internal communication; you can only browse the outer web for information. They also function like credit cards, but you spend points instead of money. There are currently 100,000 points inside. Each point equals one yen. Also, points are deposited on the 1st of every month. With points, you can buy anything!"
Hoshinomiya was concise, holding her chin up with an air of pride.
"That's it?" someone muttered. It was too short. As a teacher, give us more clarity, you bastard. Feeling several gazes, Hachiman realized he was the one who had muttered. He awkwardly lowered his head.
"Hikigaya-kun, right?" Hoshinomiya wagged her finger. "You know, 'work' is a woman's enemy. Of course, the less work the better. Rather than working, Teacher prefers gossip and shopping. You can come find me anytime, Hachigaya-kun. You're very welcome~"
Staying up late is the real enemy of women, Hachiman thought. This woman was brazenly refusing to work. Since they shared the same dream, she might actually be an excellent teacher... Not. Hachiman gave a dry laugh, once again noting her unreliability.
An unreliable teacher and a class full of enemies (normies). What will my youth become?