"Natsuka, looking at you... could it be you did quite well on the exam?" Kenji asked with a smile.
"Well... how should I put it, maybe it was good luck. I happened to see this content while organizing materials before the exam. It's clearly knowledge that only upperclassmen would learn a bit of, I didn't expect it to appear in the first year..." Natsuka said somewhat shyly.
Kenji nodded: "Is that so? Then it really was good luck."
"Yeah. dear, did you not do as well as you hoped?" Natsuka asked with concern.
"Well, there was indeed a small mistake, but it's not a problem. After all, only what is imperfect allows people to see a glimmer of hope," Kenji said nonchalantly.
Natsuka expressed that she didn't quite understand Kenji's profound words, but Kenji didn't say anything more.
During the afternoon classes, Katsuko-sensei seemed exceptionally happy, with a bright smile always on her face.
Perhaps as a teacher, she already knew the specific scores in advance.
After all, when students do well, it reflects well on the teacher.
When the bell rang for the end of class, whether they were so-called top students or those from the middle and lower ranks, everyone stood up and hurried to the bulletin board on the first floor of the teaching building to check their results.
Kenji walked unhurriedly, as if everything was within his expectations.
When he arrived at the bulletin board, he saw a large crowd already gathered there.
A group of people were whispering and discussing in low voices, their faces showing surprise, disappointment, or confusion.
"That first place, who exactly is it?"
"Why have I never heard his name before?"
"He completely crushed the second place by a margin of thirty-seven points!"
It turned out that the "small mistake" Kenji mentioned was being only 1.5 points short of a perfect score in all subjects!
This score was simply amazing—the new top of the grade, Kenji!
And the second place for the first year was Kirimine Moemi from Class B.
"Moemi-chan, are you okay?"
A blonde, mature-looking girl standing beside Kirimine Moemi looked at her friend with some concern.
"Hey, Moemi, it's just one mistake. Work hard and take it back next time!" the blonde girl comforted her.
Both of these were goddess-level figures in Class B. The one called Moemi-chan was the eldest daughter of the Kirimine Family, Kirimine Moemi. In terms of appearance and charm, she was on par with Natsuka, both possessing stunning beauty and a unique temperament.
The other was the eldest daughter of the Ichijo Family, Ichijo Yurika. Her charm and appearance were not inferior at all, and she was very tall, especially those long legs, which were particularly eye-catching in the crowd—definitely the perfect figure.
The two occupied the second and fifth positions on the rankings, respectively.
Below the first and second, Shiina Chizuru was, as expected, right behind Kirimine Moemi in third place. Class Monitor Shiraki Rika was fourth, and the sixth seat was taken by Takagi Saya from Class C.
Thus, Class 1-A occupied positions 1, 3, and 4 in the top five, while Class B only had second and fifth, and Class C had already fallen behind sixth place.
If calculating the class average, Class A naturally won. No wonder Katsuko-sensei was so happy during class.
Now, Kenji's application to establish a club would surely be a sure thing.
"Not bad at all, taking first place. I'll reward myself with a chicken leg~"
Kenji suddenly appeared, walking slowly past everyone in front of the bulletin board as if taking a stroll, then left leisurely, intentionally attracting the attention of Kirimine Moemi and the others.
"Eh, is this the first place who surpassed Moemi? So handsome!"
Several people in front of the bulletin board looked over, their eyes full of amazement and envy.
Kenji showed a confident smile and then turned to leave.
The still expressionless Kirimine Moemi also turned to leave, but her steps were slightly heavy.
"Moemi-chan, are you okay?" Yurika asked with concern.
"I'm fine."
Kirimine Moemi said stubbornly, but as her friend, Yurika could still see that something was wrong.
Her self-esteem, competitiveness, and the high hopes placed by her family meant this young lady could not tolerate being inferior to others.
"Moemi... the difficulty of this exam increased by at least 50% compared to expectations. It's normal for your score to drop slightly," Yurika comforted.
"Then what about him? Even if I produced the score from my entrance exam, I would still be a few points lower than him," Kirimine Moemi said with some frustration.
"This..." Yurika was momentarily speechless.
"And I know him. He is the founder of 'Tohei co. ltd.', the author of the novel 'sword art online', and is also hailed as a genius rising star in the music world..." Kirimine Moemi continued.
"Ah!? So it's actually him!"
Hearing Moemi say this, Yurika's eyes widened in surprise.
She would put on her headphones and listen to those few songs on loop whenever she had free time!
Oh my god!
So her idol was in her own school?
Seeing her best friend starting to act like a fangirl, Kirimine Moemi felt even worse.
Compared to such a genius, is there really any chance of winning?
A trace of confusion and bewilderment couldn't help but rise in her heart... After the rankings were announced this time, everyone's attention focused on the top few positions.
Unsurprisingly, these top-ranking beautiful girls were undoubtedly popular targets for Kenji's "harem candidates."
For example, Kirimine Moemi and Ichijo Yurika; both were recognized as top-tier beautiful girls in the school, impeccable in both appearance and temperament.
But what surprised Kenji the most was Takagi Saya from Class C, who took sixth place.
As soon as he heard the name Takagi Saya, the anime "highschool of the dead" immediately came to Kenji's mind.
He remembered the plot of this anime vividly: the apocalypse arrives, a global zombie crisis breaks out, and the protagonist Takashi Komuro and a group of beauties survive in the end times.
Thinking of this, Kenji couldn't help but feel a headache.
No way!
Please don't let some zombie crisis break out in this world too.
If it really turns into an apocalypse, then the Capitalist ability, which is currently most useful, won't be so effective.
After all, the power of capital can only be maximized under stable social conditions.
Once chaos arrives, especially in an extreme situation like a zombie apocalypse, money—especially paper currency—will become worthless.
At that time, gold might still be somewhat useful, but in a life-or-death situation, weapons and food are the most practical and life-saving things.
Walking down the street, Kenji became more annoyed the more he thought about it and couldn't help but scratch his head.
He felt he still needed to plan ahead, stockpile some weapons, or train a private army. It would be best to set up a PMC, a private armed security company, like America's Blackwater. That way, even if something unexpected happened, he would have a plan.
"Perhaps, if there's a chance, I really could go look for Revy and Roberta?" This thought suddenly popped into Kenji's head. "If I could also bring them into my harem as my personal security, wouldn't my safety have an extra layer of protection?"
This idea made Kenji feel it was worth a try.
If he could successfully bring these two into his harem, it would naturally be for the best.
As for the big boss Balalaika, she might be a bit difficult to conquer, but she's also worth a try.
Well, when the time comes, I'll spend some money and send people to look for them. Maybe it will actually work.
In the afternoon, Kenji again came to Katsuko-sensei's office to apply for the club.
This time, Katsuko-sensei could no longer find any reason to refuse him.
After all, she now knew Kenji's true identity: the hidden school director of the academy, the founder of "Tohei co. ltd."... To put it simply, he didn't need her to worry about his future at all.
Even if he got a zero on every exam, Kenji could still live a carefree life.
Moreover, Kenji had now proven his academic ability, being only 1.5 points away from a perfect score in all subjects!
With such results, what reason was there to refuse his club application?
Katsuko-sensei sighed softly, found a key from the keychain hanging on the wall, and handed it to Kenji: "Next to the Kendo Club, there's an unused classroom. Take it as your club location. Here's the key to the classroom; keep it safe."
"OK! Then thanks for the permission, Katsuko-sensei!" Kenji took the key and showered her with flattery. "Katsuko-sensei is truly beautiful and kind-hearted, so caring towards her students. I feel towards Katsuko-sensei..."
These words made Katsuko Kurose feel a bit embarrassed.
She quickly pushed Kenji out of the office to prevent him from saying something rebellious again.
Leaving the office, Kenji naturally prepared to go see that unused classroom.
He would have to organize it well and then promote it in the school.
After all, his goal was to try and fish for more beautiful girls to become club members.
Because the unused classroom was not far from the Kendo Club, halfway there, Kenji was attracted by a burst of spirited and rhythmic training sounds.
The sound was crisp and powerful, like wooden swords clashing or hitting protective gear.
Kenji's pace slowed down involuntarily, and then he stopped completely. A strong sense of curiosity welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but peer into the Kendo Club.
The Kendo Club's training dojo was spacious and bright, with sunlight streaming through the windows onto the wooden floor.
In the center of the dojo stood a tall, mature girl, about 1.7 meters tall, standing out among the crowd.
Her long, deep purple hair, similar to Natsuka's, cascaded over her shoulders, cold yet alluring. Her deep blue pupils were like ice tempered in fire, exuding a coldness that kept people at a distance, yet faintly emitting a fatal attraction.
She wore the standard Kendo Club uniform, which tightly wrapped around her slender waist, outlining perfect curves; black socks covered her long, shapely legs, making them look even straighter.
He saw her holding a wooden sword, performing slashing movements with an agile posture. Every swing brought a gust of wind, and with her movements, her chest line swayed gently. Her cold temperament actually exuded a different kind of sexiness.
This exquisite figure, the moment Kenji saw it, firmly captured his gaze, making it impossible for him to look away.
She must be the captain of the Kendo Club, Busujima Saeko.
54. This guy is here to challenge the dojo, right?
"Is this student a freshman? Are you here to join the Kendo Club?"
Not long after Kenji stopped at the entrance of the Kendo Club, a club member came up to greet him.
Kenji smiled slightly and responded politely.
"Sorry to disturb you, I'm not here to join the Kendo Club. I just finished my club application at school, and my new club is right next to the Kendo Club. So as a neighbor, I came over to take a look and specifically to say hello to the captain of the Kendo Club and get to know her."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Hearing that Kenji wasn't there to join, the enthusiasm on the senior's face immediately faded a bit.
But his good upbringing still led him to bring Kenji inside the Kendo Club while maintaining politeness, smiling as he introduced things to Kenji.
"You came at a good time. Senior Busujima Saeko is inside demonstrating swordsmanship techniques to new members. Senior Busujima's swordsmanship is superb and quite famous in the school and even the entire kendo world. If you're interested in kendo, you might as well stay and watch. When Senior Busujima finishes her demonstration, I'll inform her of your purpose."
Kenji's eyes lit up: "Great, then thank you, Senior. I'll just watch quietly from the side and promise not to disturb you."
Having said that, Kenji turned his gaze to the center of the dojo.
That beautiful and cold figure was holding a wooden sword, dancing gracefully.
Every movement of hers was smooth and natural, as if she were one with the wooden sword in her hand. Amidst the flashes of the sword, the beauty of kendo was fully displayed.
At the same time, the 'Martial Arts Genius' skill began to take effect.
Instantly, every swordsmanship movement demonstrated by Busujima Saeko was quickly replayed and decomposed in Kenji's mind like a movie, and then perfectly learned and replicated by him.
Kenji only felt as if his body was already extremely familiar with these movements, every detail clearly imprinted in his mind.
Not long after, Busujima Saeko finished demonstrating a set of swordsmanship movements.
She sheathed her sword and stood still, composed, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
At this time, the senior who had hosted Kenji earlier ran to her side and whispered something.
Busujima Saeko nodded slightly, and then her gaze turned to Kenji, who was quietly observing from the side.
She walked with elegant steps and slowly came before Kenji, nodding politely: "Nice to meet you, I am the captain of the Kendo Club, Busujima Saeko. What is your name, junior?"
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