The Otherworld Card Collector

Shirou Matou's gaze did not linger on the little transparent figure for more than a moment. He just took a deep breath, and after making sure his brain had recovered from the new knowledge, he continued to jog to school.

However, on the way to school this time, Shirou Matou felt a little itchy.

His new professional wrestling experience gave him an urge to make some moves.

But this thought was well suppressed by Shirou Matou.

If humans cannot even control their own desires, what is the difference between them and beasts?

Shirou Matou does not deliberately restrain his desires, but he will not become a slave to his desires.

Just like now, he walked into the campus with his head held high, exuding a self-confident aura, attracting countless people's attention, but he did not care about the attention of others, and walked towards his class with a normal expression.

Class B, Year 2.

"What a dazzling bastard."

A girl with blond hair and twin ponytails curled her lips when she saw this.

She didn't know what Shirou Matou was thinking. She just felt that what Shirou did was too eccentric and eye-catching, which made her unhappy.

The girl was very obvious about what she disliked.

However, the girl with long brown hair and a proud bust standing shoulder to shoulder with her couldn't help but frown when she heard it, and spoke with a hint of blame.

"Ellie."

"Sorry, sister."

Upon hearing this, Akizuki Aili immediately apologized and said that she was wrong.

The respect in his eyes made her sister want to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, just nodded and spoke softly.

"Let's go, class is about to start."

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Qiuyue Aili followed her sister into the teaching building.

However, as a first-grader, she could just turn left on the first floor, but her sister, as a third-grader, naturally needed to go to the third floor.

When turning the corner on the second floor, I passed by Shirou Matou who was looking out the window in the corridor.

For some reason, she felt a sudden flutter in her heart.

This sudden feeling made her shake her head.

'What's wrong with me? '

The girl, who couldn't figure it out, finally attributed this feeling to being tired.

But it's true that she has been feeling a little tired these days.

After all, her boyfriend, who she has been dating for almost a year, is becoming more and more impatient, which is really difficult for a conservative girl.

She didn't want to give up her first time so early and so easily, but;

"The school physical exam is coming up soon."

She and her boyfriend made an agreement that they could have sex after both of them were healthy after a regular checkup.

But she actually didn't want to take the step into adulthood in high school.

So the girl was very distressed and left with a frown.

At this time, Shirou Matou looked back and only saw the girl's skirt swinging as she walked up the stairs and turned the corner.

Stand still for a moment.

Instead, the class bell rang first, so he put the magician mask he had just been playing with on the street into his schoolbag, and then strode into the classroom of Class 2-B just as the class bell was about to end.

"Matou, you're on time for class again."

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the teacher's slightly reproachful voice.

Matou Shirou nodded upon hearing this.

"Yes, almost."

"But since I'm not late, teacher, please hurry up and start the class. Otherwise, scolding me will waste the time of the remaining thirty-nine students. That's a bit unwise, don't you think?"

"Ahem, hurry back to your seat, Matou."

The teacher was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

If he hadn't seen that Shirou Matou had always maintained the seventh highest grade in the school, he would have definitely given him a lecture.

But as Matou Shirou said, he couldn't bear the accusation of wasting everyone's time.

So take the class seriously.

After seeing that Shirou Matou had already sat in the last row by the window, he began to teach his class "Chinese".

However, Shirou Matou had no intention of attending the class.

His attention is now focused on the desk of the classmate next to him——

The idiot was using the textbook as a cover while reading the pornographic book with great interest.

If he remembered correctly.

This idiot's name is Taisuke Sawaonaga.

A guy who looks very talented with yellow hair.

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Chapter 4 Woman, you are playing with fire.

It is normal for teenagers to have sexual feelings and high hormones.

But it's one thing for you to read pornographic books during class, but it's really disgusting to also put your hands in your trouser pockets to do your homework.

Oh, it has quite a rhythm——

Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are.

I didn’t expect that you, Taisuke Sawaonaga, are quite childlike.

Shirou Matou took a quick look and stopped reading.

There are quite a few weirdos like Taisuke Sawagenaga in their school. It feels like the whole world is cursed. It is easy for bad people to appear, regardless of gender.

Add to that the accompanying study policy, the low birth rate policy, the Star Activity Committee, the compatibility matching system that is currently being tested, and so on, and all these things have further fueled this arrogance.

Shirou Matou saw it but didn't care much.

There are many monsters and demons in the world, but I just need to be myself.

Shirou Matou, who does his own thing, has no intention of going along with Taisuke Sawagenag, nor does he have any intention of persuading him.

You can watch it if you want, just don’t affect me.

Matou Shirou turned his attention back to the class.

He didn't like Chinese very much, but his quick mind allowed him to easily understand what the teacher said, and he scored in the top seven in the class in Chinese.

And this is the second subject that Shirou Matou is not good at.

The subject I am least good at is history.

Having traveled through time, he was really not interested in the petty history of the island country.

So during the last history class in the morning, the teacher took a look at the class and immediately frowned in confusion.

"Where did Matou go?"

Shirou Matou, who was supposed to be sitting by the window, was nowhere to be seen.

Then a classmate spoke up.

"Teacher, Matou said he was not feeling well, so he went to the infirmary."

Shirou Matou told the class committee about this matter. No matter whether they believed it or not, he had done his job to cover the surface.

Sawada Taisuke snorted.

A man as strong as a bear says he's not feeling well, who is he trying to fool?!

During the swimming class, seeing Shirou Matou's obvious and well-developed eight-pack abs, coupled with his handsome face that would most likely make him the school hunk no matter which school he attended, Sawaga Taisuke was extremely jealous.

If he could, he really wanted to raise his hands and tell the teacher that Shirou Matou was lying.

But even though he often uses his wisdom to think about problems, it doesn't mean that his big head is really dominated by his small head to think about problems.

"Really? Then forget about Matou and let's start the class."

You see, the teacher didn't get angry at all, and he even took it for granted.

Can you do whatever you want just because you have good grades?

How did that guy manage to be in the top ten in the class in history in every exam when he hardly paid attention in class?

Sawaga Taisuke was puzzled.

For a guy like him, perhaps thinking with his little head is a better solution than thinking with his big head.

At least if he uses his little head to think, he only needs to think about whose selfie or new notebook to use to solve his physiological problems tonight, instead of sulking like he is now.

But no matter what, it is impossible for Taisuke Sawagenaga to have any good feelings towards Shirou Matou.

Jealousy grows day by day.

In comparison, my friend Makoto Ito is still better.

He is thin and weak, with fair and tender skin, and he looks hunched over every day, as if he lacks energy.

Whenever he is with him, Taisuke Sawagenag always has the illusion that he is stronger and can attract more attention from girls.

But then again.

"If Ah Cheng wore women's clothes, he might look really good."

Sawano Taisuke couldn't help but think so, and then he fell into filthy fantasies again.

Attend class? Damn it!

It seems that he will still be at the bottom of the list in the next history exam.

And the person he hated, Shirou Matou, was now lying on the bed in the infirmary, casually browsing his phone.

As for the teacher in the infirmary, he didn't care about him at all.

Or rather, I'm too lazy to care about him.

St. Juliana Hospital has currently integrated several other hospitals in the surrounding area, so the staff is a bit overcrowded. Therefore, some of the doctors and nurses are dispatched to schools and other places where medical staff are needed through labor dispatch.

Shirou Matou believes that Mr. Hiramatsu, who is browsing his phone and listening to music with headphones, is being ostracized because he is too lazy, so he was sent to their school to eat and wait for death.

In fact, that's what she did.

After Matou Shirou walked into the infirmary, she just glanced at him and continued to lie on the bed, not even bothering to say "Classmate, what's wrong with you?"

And now that he has seen her panties, Pingsong doesn't need to think about covering them up.

It's like saying, just watch it.

Shirou Matou took a quick glance and turned his attention back to the manga he was reading.

He is not Taisuke Sawagenaga, and there is no girl with a lustful look on her face to examine his body. He can only read pornographic books while rhythmically playing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" on the jade flute.

Just say this, let alone wearing panties, even if she put on a lewd maid outfit and milked me, Guangliu Lingxia would be willing to do it.

So no matter how defenseless Hiramatsu was, Shirou Matou had no intention of taking advantage of him.

The manga is better than Hiramatsu.

"If I had known I was going to feign illness, I should have brought the lunch box Suzuka made to the infirmary."