Minutes ago, he committed suicide by hanging in front of Higuchi Madoka. The girl's expression shifted from disbelief to extreme distortion and pain.
No matter how hard she bit her lip, tears kept falling. Her trembling hands cupped his face, and her sobbing voice couldn't even form half a sentence.
However, it was all too late.
…
Suzuki Toru sat in a high school classroom, surrounded by occasional noisy sounds.
It was another resurrection. It seemed that he was very satisfied with his performance in the previous world.
Suzuki Toru was silent as memories flashed through his mind. He was initially unfortunately run over by a dump truck at a subway station on his way to work, and then transmigrated to a parallel world.
Not only did he become the Producer of an idol group, but his soul was also bound to a wish machine.
Hmm, the kind that could grant any wish… But, this wish machine seemed a bit strange.
He felt that working alone was too tiring, so he wanted to find an outsourcing partner to outsource some wishes.
Thus, as expected, Suzuki Toru, who had just died, became his target.
The two parties signed an employment contract based on the intention of equal cooperation. The wish machine allowed Suzuki Toru to live, and the price was that Suzuki Toru needed to personally help him fulfill certain wishes, with no time limit, and Suzuki Toru could withdraw at any time.
In addition, Suzuki Toru also had a salary.
As long as he could fulfill any wish, he could immediately receive a random reward, which could be a cup of sleeping tea, a Gundam model, a pack of powerful cleaner, and so on.
All in all, the future was promising.
As for the content of these wishes…
[Commit suicide by hanging in front of Higuchi Madoka, making her regret it for life!]
Although he didn't know who made this wish, Suzuki Toru still perfectly fulfilled it.
First, he went to great lengths to please Higuchi Madoka, wholeheartedly helping her win championships and various resources, making this idol group an instant supernova across all of Japan upon their debut.
Regrettably, he had to endure immense pressure and Higuchi Madoka's silent treatment.
No matter what he did, he received no response from Higuchi Madoka. Ultimately, due to severe depression, he finally committed suicide by hanging in front of Higuchi Madoka.
This was the scene just now.
However, Suzuki Toru didn't care about these things. He should have transmigrated to another parallel world by now.
He just didn't know what wishes would be here. He hoped they wouldn't be more perverse and sadistic than the last world.
Just then, a tall male teacher suddenly walked into the classroom. Although he was wearing a suit, his robust physique was still visible.
The somewhat noisy classroom instantly quieted down. Suzuki Toru also looked up at the podium.
"My name is Tomoya Mashima. For the duration of your time here, until you graduate, I will be your homeroom teacher."
Tomoya Mashima's gaze swept over each student. Thanks to the school's carefully prepared entrance exam, these students generally met the standards for this Class A.
If nothing unexpected happened, the most outstanding students of this cohort would likely be in Class A.
"In one hour, the school will hold an entrance ceremony in the gymnasium. Before that, I want to explain the special features of this school to you all, starting with the most basic parts…"
Under Tomoya Mashima's explanation, Suzuki Toru finally knew where he was.
Advanced Nurturing High School in Tokyo.
This is a special high school that cultivates unique talents, gathering various students from all over the country, dedicated to cultivating globally versatile talents.
Thanks to official support, Advanced Nurturing High School boasts a nearly 100% university admission rate and employment rate.
In its external promotions, Advanced Nurturing High School claimed that as long as one could graduate from here, the school would arrange their desired university or job for the graduates, guaranteeing the starting point of their future lives.
Although it sounded like a scam slogan, due to official endorsement, almost no one dared to question it.
Not only that, Advanced Nurturing High School promised not to charge any tuition fees or special fees, and it would cover all living expenses for students during their time at school, eliminating the need for parents to bear any costs.
Leaving aside the university admission and employment guarantees, just the exemption of tuition fees was enough to attract many students to apply.
In addition, Advanced Nurturing High School adopted a complete closed dormitory system. Once enrolled, students were strictly prohibited from leaving the school and from contacting the outside world.
Because its area exceeded 600,000 square meters, Advanced Nurturing High School had internal facilities such as cafes, electronics stores, barber shops, and KaraOK, and even a complete commercial center, which basically ensured the daily lives of teachers and students.
Each grade was divided into four classes, from Class A to Class D, with forty students in each class, totaling one hundred sixty students.
In other words, Advanced Nurturing High School had to arrange the desired university or job for about one hundred students every year, and it was estimated that the social elites outside would be the first to be affected.
After studying hard for over ten years, you can get into Tokyo University just by attending a small high school?
The overachievers would probably be furious.
Suzuki Toru assessed the school in his mind. It was either a club for the children of the powerful, or it held some significant secrets.
But what kind of secret could a high school have?
Let a group of high school students solve Japan's increasingly serious declining birthrate problem, like some classic settings, allowing high school students to freely…
Suzuki Toru quickly stopped this dangerous thought. He didn't like such a development.
"In order to better assess students' comprehensive abilities, our school has specially introduced the S system, which has been pre-installed in this smart phone terminal that integrates the student ID card."
As he spoke, Tomoya Mashima began distributing phones to the students in the front row.
"You can use it to access all facilities within the school, but it is forbidden to use the phone to send messages externally. The built-in monitoring system will intercept and warn."
Soon, Suzuki Toru also received a phone. It didn't look particularly special; it was likely a customized school phone.
"In this school, you can only make purchases using the personal points in this terminal. You can buy anything that belongs to the school."
At this point, Tomoya Mashima glanced at the students below.
Most students were either curiously fiddling with their phones or intently watching him.
Only a few students caught Tomoya Mashima's attention slightly.
One was a boy whose head reflected light, a thoughtful expression flashing across his face, clearly reacting to his words.
On the other side was a girl with short silver hair and a petite figure, exuding a childishness unbefitting her age. She sat quietly in her seat, holding a slender cane in her hands, a slight smile on her lips. She was also observing the reactions of others.
Tomoya Mashima retracted his gaze and then said, "Now, open your personal system, enter your student ID and initial password. The school should have already issued your personal points for this month."
Suzuki Toru followed his instructions, opened the personal system, then entered his student ID and password, and immediately saw a balance page.
[Personal Points: 100000]
[Class Points: 1000]
At the same time, his personal information, name, and class were displayed in the upper right corner.
Suzuki Toru, Class 1-A.
Chapter 2: I Really Want to Be Sakayanagi Arisu's Dog
"It seems you have all received the 100,000 personal points issued by the school. A special reminder here: one personal point is equivalent to one yen. On the first day of each month, the school will issue personal points to your phones."
As his words fell, many surprised sounds emerged throughout the classroom.
According to Tomoya Mashima's words, wouldn't 100,000 personal points be equivalent to 100,000 yen?
It should be noted that the average annual salary in Japan is only around 4 million yen, yet this school issued 100,000 yen to each student in one go.
For a high school student, it was definitely a financial surplus, and could even be said to be a bit wasteful.
Suzuki Toru did some mental calculations. There were 160 students in one grade, so there should be 480 students enrolled in the entire school. This meant that Advanced Nurturing High School had to issue 48 million yen per month, which would amount to 500-600 million yen a year.
Even a developed country wouldn't burn money like this. It simply couldn't explain why so much pocket money was being given to a group of high school students.
At this moment, someone suddenly raised a hand.
"Excuse me, Tomoya Mashima-sensei, does the school have any restrictions on the use of personal points?"
Suzuki Toru glanced over. The other person had a very noticeable bald head, an air of subtle seriousness, and his gaze was unwavering.
"This school measures students by their abilities. For those of you who have successfully enrolled, you possess corresponding value and potential. How you choose to use your points is entirely your freedom; the school will not interfere," Tomoya Mashima answered the student's question indifferently, showing no change in expression.
Hearing such an answer, even the calmest students couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
"Can the points be taken out?" the bald student continued to ask.
"The school will reclaim personal points after you graduate," Tomoya Mashima said unhurriedly. "Even if you want to save them, it will be meaningless for the next three years. It's better to make good use of these personal points in a timely manner."
When he said "make good use of in a timely manner," his tone changed slightly.
"Tomoya Mashima-sensei, if personal points can be understood as yen, then what do class points mean?"
It seemed someone had noticed the part Tomoya Mashima had been deliberately ignoring.
Suzuki Toru couldn't help but look to his right-front. The person was a silver-haired girl with a flawless face, a faint smile on her lips. Her short hair fell slightly over her shoulders, revealing a fair and delicate neck with slightly concave collarbones. He couldn't see deeper skin, but her chest was not large, and her figure was exceptionally petite, easily leading one to mistake her for a middle school student.
She held a cane in her hand. If it wasn't a chuunibyou accessory, it meant she likely had difficulty moving.
At the same time, Suzuki Toru also learned her name at that moment.
[I really want to be Sakayanagi Arisu's dog], [I want to be stepped on by Sakayanagi Arisu's beautiful feet], [When she passes by, deliberately trip her], [Make her wear a grade schooler's swimsuit], [Secretly hide her cane], [Destroy the masterpiece before Sakayanagi Arisu does], [Get Sakayanagi Arisu's attention], [She's so small and smells so good, please, I must pick her up and fiercely…].
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At this moment, wishes surged out like an endless barrage of bullet comments, leaving Suzuki Toru silent.
"Just as we evaluate you, the school also evaluates the strength of each class. I will explain more about this later; it's too early for you now."
On the other side, Tomoya Mashima lightly brushed over the question.
Just as Suzuki Toru thought Sakayanagi Arisu would continue to press the issue, she stopped there.
Not only that, but her gaze intentionally and unintentionally wandered over the other people.
In an instant, their eyes met.
Suzuki Toru nonchalantly averted his gaze. This girl had guessed more than the bald student, but she deliberately didn't press further.
Was she observing her classmates' reactions?
"If there are no more questions, we'll see each other later. I wish you all a wonderful time at school."
The homeroom teacher dropped these words, then turned and left the classroom without lingering.
As soon as Tomoya Mashima left, the classroom instantly erupted with various noisy sounds.
"100,000 yen! That's unbelievable, isn't it?"
"Hahaha, being able to get into Advanced Nurturing High School definitely used up all my luck for this lifetime!"
"Not only can we get guaranteed admission, but we also get money. The school is too good to us."
The students in the class were happily chatting when suddenly, someone made a suggestion.