My daily life in various anime crossovers can't possibly be this sci-fi.

"I don't remember," Umi replied.

"I don't remember either," Kotori replied.

"...In short, Mr. Ji Kong, please continue your narration," Jiang Jinghua said.

Ji Kong looked as if his body had been hollowed out, and continued in a lifeless tone, "After that... never mind, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I took a short nap in the afternoon, and when I woke up I remembered that I had left something at school... and then this happened."

“Yes, I understand.” Jiang Jinghua nodded. “The most important thing is this: when you transmigrated, did you obtain any so-called ‘golden finger’? For example, some kind of system?”

"How do you even know about this kind of thing?" Ji Kong sighed. "I do have a system that can be used to exchange for various things such as light novels, comics, or certain special abilities... As for the currency used for exchange, it's something called 'reputation points'."

What have you done with this system so far?

Ji Kong pulled a novel out of the drawer: "So far, this is the only thing I've redeemed, and I've already published it online under my own name..."

Jiang Jinghua took the novel and flipped through it.

“Interesting.” Jiang Jinghua smiled. “I have a senior named Kiritani Kazuto… his girlfriend’s name is Yuuki Asuna, and her name is exactly the same as the heroine in your book. How interesting.”

"..." Ji Kong remained silent.

"In short," Jiang Jinghua said, "our SCP Foundation's approach to dealing with harmless transmigrators like you is quite humane. I'll give you an address..."

Jiang Jinghua brought up the map application on his phone, operated it for a while, and then showed it to Ji Kong.

"Come and report here within three days," Jiang Jinghua said. "Otherwise, someone will come to invite you to report."

“I understand, I understand…” Ji Kong nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

After that, Jiang Jinghua gave Ji Kong some other miscellaneous instructions and asked him for some other miscellaneous information. He then compiled this information into a report on his phone and sent it to the school.

It was already past eight o'clock when Jiang Jinghua came out of Ji Kong's house.

Damn it, I was planning to play games all night... but some weird things have taken up my time.

Jiang Jinghua jogged briskly down the street, treating it as exercise.

Although he already knew that he, as a transmigrator, had many fellow transmigrators, seeing another transmigrator similar to himself appear right in front of him was still a rather peculiar experience for Jiang Jinghua.

If things had followed the same pattern as those stories from his previous life, Ji Kong should have followed the classic path of using the system's assistance to seduce numerous beautiful girls...

...No, to be honest, when it comes to stories from past lives... Jiang Jinghua is now quite certain that he has seen the name "Ji Kong" somewhere before. Perhaps in a fan fiction...

But where exactly is it? And why?

and……

Jiang Jinghua suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that μ's First Live should have been, as Ji Kong had said, completely empty. As for the few audience members who were hiding, they were all students who would later join μ's.

As for where this feeling came from, he had no idea.

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Section 37, Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Only Daughter of the Nishikino Family

the next day.

This morning, Jiang Jinghua received a last-minute notice from the school saying that her flight, originally scheduled for Sunday, had been rescheduled to Saturday evening. Therefore, before it got dark, Jiang Jinghua left home early and arrived at Tokyo International Airport.

According to the route provided by the school, they will depart from Tokyo, take a special route belonging to the Foundation from Tokyo to Alaska, USA, and then board the Foundation's interdimensional shuttle near a remote town in Alaska to travel to the corresponding alternate dimension.

After arriving in this world, Jiang Jinghua had researched information about interdimensional travel equipment and even seen pictures of it. However, the real thing would definitely be much more spectacular than the photos, so Jiang Jinghua was quite looking forward to the interdimensional travel base established in Alaska.

Carrying a backpack and pulling a suitcase, Jiang Jinghua walked through the bustling crowds in the airport terminal towards a secluded corner. Since he was traveling on a special route belonging to the foundation, there was no need for him to go through security with ordinary tourists. Moreover, the foundation's private jet wouldn't be placed alongside regular planes.

Using the airport topographic map stored on his phone, Jiang Jinghua successfully found a deserted corner.

What appeared before Jiang Jinghua was a sign that read "Special VIP Waiting Room" in the six working languages ​​of the United Nations and Japanese, along with a corresponding glass door. Although it was ostensibly a VIP waiting room, the armed guards standing at the entrance made the atmosphere of the place look more like a detention center.

Jiang Jinghua shrugged, walked towards the gate of the "detention center," and showed his student ID to the guard.

"Identity confirmed. Welcome, Jiang Jinghua," the guard said in a friendly tone.

Although it's a "VIP lounge," the interior decor isn't "expensive" at all; in fact, it's quite minimalist. Under the LED lights, there are several pure white sofas and small silver-gray tables. A coffee machine without any markings sits in the corner, and an unlit color TV hangs on the wall. Aside from that, there are no other furnishings.

Fortunately, Jiang Jinghua didn't care about these things. In fact, the waiting room was quite comfortable. Although it was indoors, he had the illusion of being in the wild. The air conditioning was at the perfect temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, and the simple-looking sofas were quite comfortable to sit on.

Jiang Jinghua put down his luggage, sat down in a chair, and took out a book called "A Brief History of Classical Music" from his bag to read.

To be honest, this kind of serious book is quite difficult to read and not very interesting. But for social reasons, he still tried his best to get through it.

……

Hmm, there's a rather light perfume scent; it seems someone's coming.

While Jiang Jinghua was studying, someone unknowingly came to his side.

Jiang Jinghua turned around and looked at the girl standing beside him. She had long, bright red hair that flowed down her shoulders, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her pale purple eyes sparkled with a bright charm, possessing a noble, classical beauty. Even though she was dressed quite conservatively, the strange allure she exuded with every gesture was still irresistible. Jiang Jinghua still couldn't believe that she was only fifteen years old.

"You must be Nishikino Maki." Jiang Jinghua stood up, placed the book face down on the table, and greeted Maki. "I am Jiang Jinghua. We haven't met before, but I've been looking forward to this moment. I have the utmost admiration for your composing talent..."

Surprisingly, Maki Nishikino gave a rather embarrassed smile: "Um, there's no need to be so formal. We're all high school students. Just treat me like a classmate."

“Since you’ve put it that way, I’ll just keep it casual. Would you like a drink?” Jiang Jinghua pointed to the coffee machine next to him. “I don’t know where the coffee here comes from, but I know it’s very good.”

"Ah, then please get me a drink, thank you." Nishikino Maki straightened her skirt and sat down on the sofa chair. As expected of a rich heiress, every move she made exuded a remarkably elegant air.

Jiang Jinghua went to the coffee machine, filled a cup with hot coffee, and brought it to Maki.

"Hmm." Maki took a small sip, closed her eyes, and savored the taste of the coffee. "I guess it's coffee beans from the Arabica region. Coffee beans from there have a very special aroma that anyone with a little experience can tell. Judging from the taste of the coffee, I think... well, it's probably machine-ground coffee powder, but the quality is quite good."

"You can even tell the difference by drinking it?" Jiang Jinghua admitted defeat. "You're really amazing, Nishikino-kun."

"No, I made all that up. All I know is that the coffee is delicious. I'm just like you in that respect, Jiang-kun." Nishikino Maki gave a playful smile.

"Well, okay then..." Jiang Jinghua said with a wry smile.

Contrary to my first impression, Ms. Nishikino seems to be a rather easy-going person.

However, compared to the spoiled rich heiresses who look down on others and rely on their power to look down on others, elegant and approachable heiresses like this should be more common in reality.

"Are you alone? Where are the others?" Jiang Jinghua asked.

“We didn’t come together, so they might be a little while longer before they arrive,” said Maki Nishikino.

At this moment, she picked up the book "History of Classical Music" that Jiang Jinghua had placed on the table and flipped through it briefly.

"Do you understand music?" Maki asked.

“No, I don’t understand at all.” Jiang Jinghua gave a wry smile. “Although I usually like classical music, my feelings are limited to ‘I think it sounds good.’ At most, I can try to write a short essay like the one before. If you ask me to analyze a piece of music from a music theory perspective, or to write a reflection at the level of a music class exam, I absolutely cannot do it. To be honest, I can’t even tell the difference between Mozart and Beethoven.”

“It’s alright. If you don’t plan to develop in this area, you don’t need to know much about those things.” Maki Nishikino shook her head. “It’s enough to be able to appreciate the beauty of music and enjoy it.”

Jiang Jinghua nodded and took a sip of the coffee he had brought earlier.

Although she's a year younger than Honoka Kousaka, compared to the adorably clumsy former, Maki Nishikino exudes an intellectual beauty from head to toe, appearing significantly more mature. If interacting with someone like Honoka Kousaka brings a sense of youthful joy, then being around someone like Maki Nishikino evokes a feeling of gentle, warm respect.

"Meow! Maki-chan! We're here!" A voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

"Ah, they're here." Nishikino Maki stood up. "They're the other two first-year students."

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Section 38, Chapter Thirty-Eight: This is the battlefield of your destiny.

The first person to enter was an orange-haired girl wearing baggy bell-bottoms, a thin short-sleeved top, and a jacket casually draped over it. Her hair was very short, styled in a boyish way, and her delicate face had an expression more like a boy than a girl.

As for the girl with black-rimmed glasses hiding behind her, she undoubtedly and perfectly embodied the definition of "little girl" in most people's minds. Her chubby, delicate face wore a shy and joyful expression, and although she wore rather unfashionable glasses, she still looked quite adorable. Oh, one thing needs correction… the size of a certain part of the girl's chest didn't conform to the definition of "little girl" in most people's minds at all…

"Hello, Jiang-kun! Nice to meet you from today onwards! My name is Hoshizora Rin, Hoshizora as in Hoshizora Rin, and Rin as in Tohsaka Rin!" Hoshizora Rin confidently introduced herself. "Hey, hey, hey, Hanayo-chan, you can't hide behind me, okay? This guy may be a boy, but he looks like an honest person, doesn't he?"

"Y-you...hello..." Hanayo awkwardly stepped out from behind Rin. "I, I'm Koizumi Hanayo...um, nice to meet you..."

"Hello everyone, please..."

"Eek!" Just as Jiang Jinghua was about to step forward, Hua Yang hid behind Xing Kong Lin once again, like a frightened little wildcat.

"Sorry, meow! Hanayo has always been shy since she was little, and because she goes to an all-girls school, she rarely sees any boys, so please bear with me!" Hoshizora Rin apologized to Jiang Jinghua on Hanayo's behalf in a very casual manner.

"It's alright, it's nothing." Jiang Jinghua smiled. "Speaking of which, you are freshmen who just enrolled this semester, right? Our school's academic system is different from yours. The academic year starts in January, so I'm about a semester ahead of you."

"I see! Then I should call Jiang-kun, Senior Jiang, meow!"

"I don't know why, but this title always gives me the feeling that the person has a wealth of life experience..."

The four of them sat down on the sofa chairs, and Jiang Jinghua poured a cup of coffee for each of them.

"Hey! Hello, Jiang!" Honoka Kousaka walked in from outside. "You're already chatting with the three first-years? That's great!"

“Yes, it’s so good that I’m not being isolated.” Minami Kotori said, while gesturing to Jiang Jinghua with her eyes:

Did you not tell anyone?

"Yes, I can talk to everyone." Jiang Jinghua replied with a smile, while gesturing back with his eyes:

Don't worry, I didn't say a word.

"What are you two doing exchanging glances?" Sonoda Umi was a little confused.

"No, there's nothing at all!" Minami Kotori laughed it off, managing to get away with it.

The waiting room suddenly became lively. Six beautiful girls chatted and laughed around the table, while Jiang Jinghua stood aside listening and taking on the responsibility of refilling their drinks.

There are about fifteen minutes left before the scheduled arrival time. The third-year students should have arrived by now, right?

As soon as Jiang Jinghua thought this, two of the third-year students arrived.

"Everyone looks so energetic, that's great." The girl with long light purple hair standing on the left smiled. "Hello, Jiang-kun, I'm Tojo Nozomi. Just call me Nozomi, you can use whatever you like, like 'senpai'."

If we were to pinpoint the first impression Tojo Nozomi left on Jiang Jinghua, it would undoubtedly be her "voluptuousness." As a third-year student, Tojo Nozomi possessed a model-like, perfect figure, with her ample bosom being particularly eye-catching. Complementing this figure was her approachable and gentle demeanor, like that of a friendly older sister.

"Hello, I'm Ayase Eli, nice to meet you." Standing on the right, Ayase Eli, with her exotic beauty, greeted Jiang Jinghua formally. Her one-quarter Russian ancestry played a crucial role in shaping the seventeen-year-old girl's appearance: her dazzling blonde hair, styled in a single ponytail, seemed even more radiant than Sawamura Eriri's. She wondered what it would feel like to touch… well, it was best not to think about such impolite things.

In terms of figure, Eli Ayase also has a European charm: plump in the right places and slim in the right places, with a curvaceous figure that is quite attractive.

"Hello," Jiang Jinghua said. "I am Jiang Jinghua. I may cause you a lot of trouble in the next few days. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay, we're very tolerant of our fans." Nozomi Tojo smiled.

That leaves only one left.