The following day, Monday
Don't ask why yesterday was Wednesday and today suddenly became Monday. It's just the timeline of Ke Xue (a popular science fiction novel). Those who know, know; those who don't, don't need to delve into it. In short, it makes perfect sense.
After all, in Beika Town, time is like water in a sponge; you can always squeeze out a few extra weekends.
The first class in the morning is English.
Before the teacher arrived, the classroom was as noisy as ever, with students gathered in twos and threes, some chatting, some doing homework, and some preparing for class, each busy with their own things.
Of course, there are also those with completely different art styles.
For example, our "good student" Yuzuru Hanyu.
His seat seemed to be surrounded by a protective barrier, with three beautiful girls of different styles surrounding him: the gentle karate champion Ran Mouri, the lively heiress Sonoko Suzuki, and the elegant noblewoman Momiji Ooka.
The four of them were chatting and laughing in hushed tones, creating a beautiful yet "envy-inducing" scene that burned the fragile hearts of the other single people in the class.
The students in the class have long since moved from initial shock, envy, and jealousy to numbness and habit.
Anyway, these three goddesses basically only have eyes for Yuzuru Hanyu. These mortals can just enjoy their own dog food. They'll get used to it after a while, and might even taste a little sweetness (not really).
The school bell rang crisply.
Accompanied by the clatter of high heels on the floor, Ms. Judy Sterling's enthusiastic voice drifted in from outside the door: "Good morning, everyone!"
Judy walked up to the podium, her gaze first and precisely landing on the seat by the window, lingering for a moment on Yuzuru Hanyu, before clapping her hands and saying in her distinctively accented Japanese, "Quiet, students, please be quiet~"
Once the noise in the classroom had gradually subsided, she smiled and announced, her eyes sweeping over the entire class: "Today, before we officially begin our lessons, I have a little surprise for you all! Our class welcomes a new transfer student!"
"A transfer student?!"
Upon hearing this, the male students in the class instantly became excited, their eyes lighting up.
Before they could even get excited or make any moves, the previous transfer student, Ooka Momiji, had gone straight for Hanyu Kusunoki, calling him "husband" at every turn, leaving them without even a sip of soup.
The three prettiest girls in the class were all vying for Yuzuru's attention, leaving the bachelors feeling incredibly awkward.
Now! Finally! There's a new transfer student!
Heavens above! Earth below! It was that angel who finally heard their devout and humble prayers!
This time it has to be a pretty and cute girl.
Ideally, she should be gentle and shy, and not yet touched by that guy Yuzuru's clutches.
Under the expectant, excited, and eager gazes of everyone, the classroom door was pushed open again, and a figure walked in.
Short hair, a spirited face, a slightly thin figure, and... a chest as flat as an airport runway.
The classroom fell into a deathly silence.
A few seconds later, a chorus of sighs and lamentations of utter disappointment rose up, forming a sea of sorrow.
"well--"
"Why is it a boy...?"
"What a waste of my excitement... My youth is over..."
"What's wrong with boys? Boys are cute too, okay?"
"Hmm? Hmm! Something's wrong with you! Something's very wrong!"
Upon seeing the person's face, Sonoko's eyes widened in surprise. Pointing at the person on the podium, she exclaimed, "Ran! Look! Isn't that the pervert from the bus yesterday?! How did he end up at our school?! And even in our class?!"
Ran's attention, however, was more focused on the Teitan High School girls' uniform skirt the other girl was wearing. She tugged at Sonoko's sleeve and whispered, "Sonoko... she... she's wearing a skirt... she looks like a girl..."
"ah?"
Sonoko was taken aback, and upon closer inspection, it was indeed true.
The other person was wearing a girl's school uniform!
"But she..."
The atmosphere in the classroom instantly became strange, a mixture of the faint hope that some boys still held onto, the awkwardness of Sonoko and Ran, and the utter disappointment of most of the boys.
Sitting behind and to the side of Yuzuru, Momiji watched Ran and Sonoko's reactions with great interest, then glanced at the spirited "girl" on the podium, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips.
It seems that something quite "interesting" happened while she was away yesterday.
My husband's life is never boring.
Ms. Judy clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention back and introduced, "This is Sera Masumi, who will be officially transferring to our class starting today. Please welcome her."
Sera Masumi stood on the podium, seemingly quite composed in the face of the various complex gazes below.
She grinned, revealing her signature little fang, and introduced herself in a clear voice: "Hello everyone, I'm Sera Masumi, a detective. Nice to meet you!"
"Detective?"
"A woman?"
"You look more like a boy than the boys in our class, okay?!"
The male students below were stunned again, and couldn't help but mutter under their breath, feeling as if they had suffered a second blow to their egos.
Sera Masumi's lips twitched slightly at everyone's reactions, and she mentally screamed: Damn it! I'm clearly a cute girl! It's just that my cuteness isn't very obvious!
However, she kept glancing out of the corner of her eye at the boy sitting by the window, who seemed detached from everything—Yusuke Nanami.
He didn't even look up, leisurely flipping through what appeared to be a foreign language novel, showing absolutely no surprise at the appearance of this "new classmate."
Sera Masumi's detective instincts immediately alerted her to something unusual.
A new transfer student has joined the class, and this transfer student had such a "spectacular" conflict and misunderstanding with you yesterday. Any normal person would have some reaction, right?
Surprise, doubt, or at least a glance to confirm?
But his overly calm demeanor... made it seem as if he already knew she would come.
While Sera Masumi was secretly and frantically analyzing Hanyu Nan's unusually calm reaction, Ms. Judy on the podium was also scrutinizing this new student with the professional eyes of an FBI agent.
She frowned slightly, feeling that this girl named Sera Masumi looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place her. Moreover, the academic records that the girl submitted looked very normal, almost too clean.
A hint of professional wariness flashed in Judy's eyes, but she maintained a warm smile on her face and pointed to an empty seat at the back of the classroom: "Sera-kun, you can sit in that seat for now."
"Okay, thank you, teacher."
Sera Masumi sat down in an empty seat in the back row, her gaze still occasionally drifting towards the window.
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