Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Yes, it's true that Momono Chika is right to say that, after all, she is also one of the shareholders of Tokiwadai Middle School.

The departure of the mother and daughter from the boat instantly restored the somewhat noisy atmosphere to normal.

Makoto Haramura and Misaki Shokuhou have also resumed eating.

The little adjustment they made earlier wasn't enough to dampen their enjoyment of the meal.

"Speaking of which, what did the lady on the boat say to you just now?"

"Your face is so red."

It was probably a question that would make Misaki Shokuhou very shy. In fact, Makoto Haramura had guessed it pretty accurately, but he just liked the feeling of teasing Misaki Shokuhou.

It's quite fun to tease girls who always pretend to be experienced but are actually very innocent.

"It has nothing to do with you."

As expected, Misaki Shokuhou bared her little fangs and glared fiercely at Makoto Haramura with her beautiful, starry eyes.

"Is that really the case? If it has nothing to do with me, why did you look at me several times just now?"

"Sincerity—"

……

"It seems like the two of them have left."

Sitting in the chair, looking out the window at the two people bickering outside, Qin Chuan chuckled softly.

"That seems to be the case. I hope that Makoto Haramura can come to the office on time tomorrow."

Qinchuan stabbed the already cut steak hard with his fork, as if venting some anger, and then put the steak into his mouth.

"I think there shouldn't be any problem."

"But even if Makoto Haramura enrolls at your school, he probably won't stay there for very long."

The mother tapped the table lightly with her hand, seemingly speaking meaningfully to her daughter.

Meanwhile, Qinchuan Sugan looked at her mother with a puzzled expression.

Do you mean he'll drop out of school?

"That can't be right. Judging from his behavior today, he seems like a very polite child."

It must be said that before meeting Haramura Makoto today, Chikafune Sokan did not have a good impression of her mysteriously missing student. However, after meeting him today, his humble and polite attitude changed her opinion of Haramura Makoto.

"No, that's not what I meant."

The woman in the boat gently shook her head.

"Based on my first impression, I have a pretty good impression of Haramura-kun. At least from what I just saw, he seems to be a polite child."

"Then what did you say?"

Qinchuan Sugan had even more questions in her head; she understood even less what her mother was saying.

"You think your student is incompetent, don't you?"

"Actually, he isn't. Just this afternoon, he was identified as a new superhuman."

This time, Qin Chuansugan was truly shocked.

She had seen the updated Level 5 leaderboard today, and knew that a new fourth-place player had been added, named "Time Warp".

She never expected that it would be her student.

"If that's the case, then his absence from the opening ceremony, could it be..."

"Who knows!"

Chapter 167 Going to school

The sunlight was extremely bright in the early morning.

The weather was quite cool and comfortable just a few days ago, but today it has become unusually hot.

In Academy City, almost every street is filled with unbearable heat, baking every corner, but even in such weather, there are still quite a few pedestrians on the streets.

Why is that?

Academy City, Academy City, this academy naturally has the most students.

What can students do at this time of morning when it's not a holiday?

Of course, it's going to school!

What else can students do in the morning if they don't go to school?

So what is Makoto Haramura doing now?

Of course, I'm fulfilling my promise to my husband, Sugan, yesterday, and I'm reporting to school today.

Therefore, he is now walking in a school in a technologically advanced academy city, which is very rare to find one with a sandy playground.

The school's area is not large, with only two school buildings located one in front of the other, connected by a corridor. If viewed from the sky, the buildings are roughly in the shape of the Chinese character "工".

To the left of the school building is an arched gymnasium.

To the right of the school building is the swimming pool.

While such a school might be considered good from the outside, it would probably rank at the bottom among the many schools in Academy City, which boasts a wide variety of advanced facilities and equipment.

It's not that the school is bad, it's just that everything about it is too ordinary.

As if to take ordinariness to the extreme, even the students at this school are dressed in white shirts and black trousers.

The girls wore the same outfit: a white women's blouse paired with a black pleated skirt.

However, the girls' uniforms actually looked quite good, thanks to the presence of so many vibrant female students.

"It's not much different from my junior high school, so it's not unexpected."

Walking under the sun, Makoto Haramura, carrying a briefcase-like backpack in one hand, muttered to himself.

What was unbearable for others was as comfortable as a gentle breeze for him.

"Excuse me, senior."

My gaze was fixed on a boy with a perpetually unlucky look, messy, spiky hair, who was yawning and had an O-band-aid on his face.

"Are you talking to me?"

The boy with the spiky hair was taken aback at first, then shook his head to make sure there was no one around and that someone was indeed calling him. He then pointed to his face with a pained expression.

"Yes, senior, I'd like to ask you where the first-year faculty office is?"

"I am a freshman at this school, and due to some things, my report was a little late."

"So this is ah."

The spiky-haired man immediately realized what was going on, and then ran his hand through his somewhat messy hair.

"I know where the faculty offices are. Let me show you there."

Patting his chest, the spiky-haired boy readily took on the responsibility.

Led by the boy with the spiky hair, Makoto Haramura walked slowly into the school building, ascending the stairs.

"This is it."

Finally, the boy with the spiky hair stopped in the first room on the third floor around the corner.

"Thank you so much for your help today, senior."

"I just remembered that I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Makoto Haramura."

Makoto Haramura smiled faintly and extended his hand.

"There's no need to be polite, I didn't really help much."

"My name is Touma Kamijou. There's no need to call me senpai or anything. Just call me Kamijou."

Kamijou Touma, with a smile on his face, extended his hand and shook hands with Haramura Makoto.

"In that case, senior, please just call me by my name."

Holding Touma Kamijou's hand, he shook it gently twice, and then Makoto Haramura took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Let's exchange contact information. As the first person I met at this school, I'd like to treat you to a meal sometime."

Touma Kamijou's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly took out his phone, exchanged information with Makoto Haramura, and then left.

"It seems like Kamijou-senpai is having a tight budget."

Taking one last look at Touma Kamijou's departing figure, Makoto Haramura glanced at Touma's contact information, chuckled, put his phone back in his pocket, placed his hand on the doorknob, and turned it.

The door slowly opened, and the scene inside the room instantly came into Makoto Haramura's view.

The room is about 80 or 90 square meters, with tiled floors and six desks and matching chairs in the center.

The room was surrounded by various kinds of flowers and plants, as well as three large bookshelves filled with lesson plans and books.

However, there are only two people in this large room.

One of them, of course, is the daughter of Okafune Mochinaga, whom Haramura Makoto brought here to report yesterday.

The other was a young girl.

She was wearing a pink dress and was about 135cm tall. She looked like a twelve-year-old elementary school student.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

They are definitely elementary school students.

This cloyingly sweet, childlike voice is something that only a child's underdeveloped vocal cords could produce.

"Little friend, I'm here to see Teacher Sugan, who is here to register as a new student."

"I'm not a little kid."

"I'm a teacher at this school, so you have to call me Teacher Xiaomeng."

The young elementary school girl puffed out her cheeks and looked at Makoto Haramura with great dissatisfaction.

"puff--"

On the other side, Shinsengumi, who was originally going to greet Haramura Makoto, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He then stood up from his chair.

"That's right. Although Ms. Xiaomeng is quite petite, she is indeed a teacher at our school."

"From now on, you should call her Teacher Moe."

Indeed, the young girl in front of us, who looks like an elementary school student and seems to have gotten lost, is a teacher at this high school.

Her name is Tsukuyomi Komoe, and she teaches chemistry.

In fact, this young teacher is also an expert and scholar who is proficient in social psychology, environmental psychology, behavioral psychology, traffic psychology and other psychological fields.

"I'm really sorry, Teacher Xiaomeng."

A hint of surprise flashed in Makoto Haramura's eyes.

Even he was somewhat surprised to see something so unbelievable happening in the city.

"Well, I'm glad that Haramura-kun knows."

"That's settled then, Haramura-kun, Okafune-sensei, I'm going to class now."

With her small stature and carrying lesson plans that were almost as tall as her upper body, Tsukuyomi Komoe walked out of the faculty office in her slippers.

In an instant, only Sugan Kisafune and Makoto Haramura remained in the room.

"Sit down first."

The silence was broken first by Shinsengumi, who pointed to the chair next to her and gestured for Haramura Makoto to sit down.

"Ah."

Following the directions of the bride, Sogan, Haramura Makoto sat down.

Looking at Haramura Makoto, Okafune Sokan cleared his throat.

"Speaking of which, I was quite surprised that you came to report today."