Because he chatted with Senior Mayumi for too long, by the time Mahiro arrived at the auditorium, most people had already taken their seats.
Since there was no assigned seating, sitting in the front or back was a matter of personal freedom.
However, from the scene, it seemed that this was not the case.
The newly enrolled Ichiko Students basically sat in the front.
And the weed sat in the back rows.
Clearly demarcated.
Although no one forced them, it naturally turned out this way.
However, Mahiro himself was the kind of person who disdained unwritten rules and simply couldn't be bothered with this so-called adherence to convention.
Being a quiet person, he directly found a secluded spot in the back row, intending to take a nap for a while.
"Um…."
He had just sat down when a soft, weak voice reached his ears.
Opening his eyes, just as the voice suggested, what came into view was a pair of young girls.
"Excuse me, is the seat next to you empty?" the girl with glasses asked.
"Yes, please sit."
"Thank you."
After the girl thanked him, they sat down next to him in turn.
And Mahiro's gaze repeatedly scrutinized the two girls.
Even though there were many empty seats around, they specifically came to sit next to him.
Perhaps they were students who were also not interested in the entrance ceremony and came to this secluded corner to slack off.
After a brief conversation, he learned their names.
The girl with glasses, who had a bob cut and an exceptionally large bosom, was named Shibata Mizuki.
And the girl next to her, who looked more lively and tomboyish, with striking fiery red short hair, was named Chiba Erika.
In terms of appearance alone, Erika was almost on par with Miyuki.
And their surnames were even more intriguing.
Shibata was not very clear, but the glasses were not ordinary glasses; they were for suppressing hypersensitivity to psion radiation.
And Chiba was one of the Hundred Families.
Indeed, ordinary people were a rarity at First High!
"Hello, Shibata Tongxue, Chiba Tongxue, my name is Yotsuba Mahiro."
Mahiro said this in as gentle a tone as possible.
Despite this, it still caused Erika to exclaim.
"Eh?! Yotsuba? Is it that Yotsuba?!"
It was almost the same reaction as Nanagusa Mayumi.
It really made him wonder what kind of monstrous image his cheap mother had created for the Yotsuba.
And Erika's exclamation also caused the students in front to turn around and glare, especially the Ichiko Students.
Erika shrugged her shoulders, whispered an apology, and sat back down.
Meanwhile, Mizuki, who was beside her, asked curiously, "Erika-chan, what's wrong with Yotsuba? Is there something wrong?"
The naturally clumsy girl seemed unable to react until Erika leaned in and whispered an explanation into her ear, and only then did she understand.
Her eyes widened as she looked at Mahiro, and just as she was about to exclaim, Erika quickly covered her mouth.
"There's no need for such a big reaction, is there? Children of the Ten Master Clans are also people; they have to go to school when they reach the age."
Mahiro was a little helpless.
"Student Council President Nanagusa Mayumi, and the head of the Club Alliance, Katsuto Juumonji, aren't they all students of First High?"
"I wasn't surprised by that…."
Chiba Erika muttered softly, quickly regaining her energy, and changed the subject:
"By the way, Mahiro-kun, you're clearly an Ichiko Student, yet you've come to the weed's territory to hog a seat."
As she spoke, she specifically pointed to her chest.
Erika and Mizuki did not have the eight-petal emblem on their chests.
"Isn't 'occupying' a bit too much?" Mahiro retorted, "Besides, what's wrong with sitting here? Is there a school rule that Ichiko Students can't sit with other students?"
He was absolutely righteous and confident.
"That's true."
The student handbook's regulations indeed didn't mention it.
It was merely an unwritten rule among the students themselves.
Moreover, Ichiko Students and other students were inherently hostile towards each other.
An anomaly like Yotsuba Mahiro was rare.
"But honestly, I think it's just the beginning of the school year, there's no need to take the distinction between Ichiko Students and other students so seriously."
Mahiro's sudden words caught Erika and Mizuki's attention.
They had been watching the student representative's speech, but now their gazes fell upon him.
And Mahiro continued:
"After all, we are all just newly admitted students. Even if there are differences in admission scores, who can truly be that much better than anyone else?"
Erika had no reaction to this, only agreement.
Among the First High freshmen, those who could defeat her in actual combat were truly few and far between.
After all, the Chiba's Crimson Lotus was not just for show.
However, Mahiro's words truly moved Mizuki.
Her eyes behind her glasses sparkled.
These words had truly resonated with her.
It was a questioning of the school system.
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"Oh, I'm in the same class as Miyuki?"
After the entrance ceremony, Mahiro sat in the classroom, looking around.
Shiba Tatsuya was assigned to Class E for other students, and it seemed Erika and Mizuki were also in that class.
He and Miyuki were in Class A.
However, after sitting for a while, Mahiro got up and left the classroom.
Since today was the entrance ceremony, there were no classes. First-year students were just supposed to familiarize themselves with the classroom and their classmates.
After this, they could leave school.
However, Mahiro didn't plan to leave so early.
After all, this was a Japanese high school! Clubs were a must-try!
And on the main road that came into view, besides the cherry blossoms fluttering everywhere, there were also clubs preparing for the upcoming member recruitment week.
However, after a long search, Mahiro couldn't find one that suited his taste.
"A bunch of show-offs…"
Until a shout caught his attention.
"Ha!"
Swish!
The wooden sword cut through the air with a sharp whoosh.
Inside the Kendo dojo, a beautiful girl with long black hair tied in a high ponytail was practicing suburi.
She was clearly exhausted, her chest heaving violently with each deep breath, and beads of sweat continuously dripped from her forehead onto the floor.
But the girl still didn't stop.
She persisted in her practice, strike after strike.
She only stopped after a thousand strikes.
After a short rest, she continued to practice chopping and slashing on a wooden post.
The fierce slashes, even though Mahiro didn't understand kendo, he could tell that the girl was very strong.
But in her swinging wooden sword, for some reason, there was a hint of confusion.
"Is there anything I can help you with, fellow student?"
Mibu Sayaka, who had finished her practice as usual, noticed Yotsuba Mahiro standing at the entrance and couldn't help but ask.
But upon seeing the Ichiko Students emblem on Yotsuba Mahiro's chest, her words, which had originally intended to invite him in, hesitated, and she remained where she was.
If he was an Ichiko Students, he should join the sword art club next door, which combined swordsmanship with magical formulas. Why would he come to the traditional Kendo club?
"Ah, I'm sorry, I originally just wanted to look around, but I accidentally got captivated by Mibu-senpai's magnificent practice, so I watched for a while longer."
Mahiro didn't notice the change in Mibu Sayaka's attitude. He smiled awkwardly, then stepped forward and introduced himself:
"Hello, Mibu-senpai, my name is Yotsuba Mahiro, and I'm a new student who just enrolled today."
Seeing that he had no hostility whatsoever, but instead enthusiastically introduced himself, Mibu Sayaka also lowered her guard slightly.
"Hello, Mahiro, I am Mibu Sayaka, a second-year student. As you can see, I am not an Ichiko Students."
Sayaka specifically emphasized her identity.
But Mahiro didn't care in the slightest, and under her gaze, he spoke directly:
"Mibu-senpai, may I be so bold as to ask, what are you confused about?"