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Chapter 139 - I Say This Is Me

…Before setting all that up, he should probably decide on a name first.

Toru Asakusa actually had a bit of trouble when it came to naming things.

It wasn't like he used his real name online, but most of his IDs on social media and games were basically copied from somewhere else.

To put it simply—

He reused the names of characters he liked.

So when faced with the chance to create an entirely new identity, the part that troubled him the most wasn't the details of the profile.

It was the name.

…Maybe he should just call himself Kiyotaka Ayanokōji.

Though he wasn't sure whether duplicate names were allowed.

Or maybe Ayanokōji Atsuomi—just to one-up that fake and become his dad.

Or maybe Shirō. If he remembered correctly, that was the name of the second-best masterpiece of the White Room.

"…I can't think of anything."

Honestly, did he even need a proper name?

This was just a fabricated identity anyway.

As long as he enabled anonymous browsing, it would almost certainly never be discovered.

Following the principle of if you can't think of it, don't think about it, Asakusa waved his hand decisively and typed three bold characters:

"Unnamed."

Next…

Student ID—he copied Ayanokōji's.

Class—First Year, Class B.

Which was originally Class A.

Even if it was a fake identity, he still didn't want to place himself in Class D.

Club affiliation: Student Council.

Let them try finding "Unnamed" in the student council roster.

Birthday…

July 20th.

Not important.

Academic Ability: S

Intelligence: S

Judgment: S

Physical Ability: S

Teamwork: S

What?

The school's system doesn't have an S rank?

Why do you care?

If I'm filling it in manually, I'm putting S.

Next…

Interviewer's Comment

[D-d-d-d-d-d-dad! I'm begging you! Please enroll! Our Advanced Nurturing High School desperately needs a talent like you to hold up the reputation! If this trash vocational school had an S-Class, I'd definitely place you there!]

…Okay, it sounded a bit like self-praise.

But whatever.

Finally—

Homeroom Teacher Notes.

…He couldn't imagine what Chie Hoshinomiya or the others would write.

So he just made something up.

[…Do we actually have someone like this in our class?]

Alright!

Finished—

Just as Asakusa was about to press confirm, he realized something was missing.

"Oh right. The photo."

If it was a student profile, it obviously needed a portrait photo.

But where was he supposed to get one right now?

Using his own photo was impossible.

Taking a new one was even more impossible.

Aside from stealing someone else's picture, he had no idea what to do.

"…."

He stared at the screen.

Thought for a moment.

Then—

"Got it."

He quickly came up with the perfect photo.

Normally, students at Advanced Nurturing High used a simple portrait photo in uniform for their profile.

Most were fairly polished.

But some students' photos were… a little sloppy.

Like Yamauchi, Hashimoto, or Kamuro.

So sloppy they looked like simple sketches.

Which meant—

Technically speaking, the profile photo didn't absolutely have to be a real photograph.

Cough—well, actually everyone else used real photos.

But what he meant was—

Since he already filled the profile with S-rank stats, surely it was fine if the photo was just a drawing, right?

For example—

That insanely cool black-and-white illustration drawn by a certain world-class genius painter.

Yes!

The one sitting on the throne in that picture—

That's me.

What?

Yamauchi?

Does Yamauchi deserve that?

The face isn't even drawn—how can you prove it's him?

If I say it's me, then it's me.

However, even after deciding to use that picture, there was still a problem.

How was he supposed to upload it?

The drawing existed inside the diary.

And everything in the diary was filtered by the recognition filter.

Even if he took a photo of it, the image itself would be ignored.

Except for the diary copy holders, no one would be able to see the carefully chosen "portrait."

Surely he wasn't expected to redraw it himself?

"…."

His finger tapped the screen absentmindedly.

By accident, he tapped the empty Photo slot.

A new window popped up.

Three options appeared:

Select from Album

Select from Diary

Camera

And just like that—

The problem solved itself.

The diary appeared with a rustling sound, flipping directly to the selected page.

"Confirm."

The artwork by Mashiro Shiina appeared on the terminal screen.

And just like that—

The identity registration was complete.

Without anyone noticing, First Year Class B at Advanced Nurturing High now had a brand new student.

"Unnamed."

Almost the instant the profile was completed, a notification appeared on the screen.

[Personal Points Reissued: 184,000]

…That was an unexpected surprise.

Wait.

184,000 points?

That was exactly the amount distributed to Class B for April and May combined.

Which meant—

By inserting the identity, the system automatically issued the backlogged points.

If that was the case…

What if he had inserted himself into Third Year Class A?

Bro.

Bro.

Can I undo this?

I don't want to be in First Year Class B anymore.

I want Third Year Class A.

Three full years of points—

Even if the class only had 100 class points per month, that would still be 720,000 points.

And there was no way Third Year Class A had only 100 class points.

If he had filled in Third Year Class A, he might have become financially independent instantly.

Still—

It was better not to get greedy.

If such a massive sum suddenly appeared, the school administration would probably lose their minds.

Even with the diary's power hiding the anomaly, he wouldn't be able to use that money freely.

The moment he used it, people would start connecting him with "Unnamed."

So even though the points were an unexpected bonus, they were probably only useful for special situations.

"…."

Forget it.

Even without the points, the identity itself was already extremely useful.

Now that the identity problem was solved—

It was time to move on to the next story.

"Flip—flip—"

With a thought, the diary pages turned.

Asakusa focused his gaze on the text.

The pages stopped.

Dark letters appeared clearly before him.

The sender hadn't used the nickname he suggested.

Instead—

The girl had chosen to trust him completely and wrote her real name.

[Anon Chihaya]

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