Chapter 440. The Body-Snatching Old Monster, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka
Compared to Shirogane Miyuki, ShinomiyKaguya a knew much more.
She was well aware that Advanced Nurturing High School was actually a school directly controlled by the Japanese government. While it was called a school, it was in fact a place for raising Elites—a coliseum specifically established to select the strongest geniuses.
She had also heard of the name Ayanokouji Kiyotaka; he was the "genius among geniuses" artificially created in the White Room, dubbed the "Masterpiece." To ordinary people, Kaguya Shinomiya was genius enough, but in front of Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, she was merely average. That man-made monster, at only sixteen years old, was already a master of all trades.
However, no matter how formidable Ayanokouji was, it didn't affect the fact that Kaguya Shinomiya only liked her President Shirogane; she viewed Ayanokouji simply with the appreciation one has for the strong.
-
-
-
At the same time, inside the White Room, Ayanokouji's father and a large group of researchers were both delighted and worried.
They were delighted because their Masterpiece had finally made his debut, and the opening was stunning. If he could later crush Hikigaya Hachiman, it would prove just how successful their research was.
They were worried because, now, the secrets of both Advanced Nurturing High School and the White Room likely could no longer be hidden; they would be exposed before the eyes of the "Big Five" and individuals like Reinhard.
As for Hikigaya Hachiman, he was currently more bewildered and worried than anyone else. He didn't understand how he had somehow been targeted by this guy who looked like someone not to be trifled with.
"Judging by his tone, his evaluation of this mistress's blockhead is quite high. He has at least a bit of vision."
The pleased Priscilla held her head high like a white swan, while her eyes glimmered with murderous intent as she reached a conclusion: "In that case, I shall spare his life for now and merely break his four limbs. As for those dozens of fools, they have no need for tongues."
"I don't even feel there's any need for revenge myself, so don't do that, Priscilla?"
Hachiman, who valued life, felt a headache coming on. His persuasion allowed Priscilla to finally find her familiar ground after her slight bashfulness from earlier. She smilingly and flatly refused: "In that case, how are you going to make it up to this mistress?"
"...Make it up?" Hachiman tilted his head.
"Foolish blockhead, do you really think this mistress did it for you? Don't be so full of yourself. This mistress simply hates those fools; even a glance at them makes me displeased."
If it were the Priscilla he had just met, Hachiman could be certain these words were sincere... but now, he could faintly detect a hint of tsundere within them.
Anastasia, wearing a fox-like cunning smile, lightly clapped her hands.
"Miss Priscilla is truly amazing, doing as she pleases."
Her words weren't exactly an explicit hint, but they served as a reminder to her Prime Minister...
Could Priscilla, who had already fallen for Hachiman, really do as she pleased like before, casually brutalizing people until they were half-dead? Would she really not care about being hated by Hikigaya Hachiman?
One must realize that she was currently only using verbal insults against Yukinoshita, whom she looked down upon most. According to her previous style, how could she be so kind? She would certainly have beaten Yukinoshita until she spat blood.
Worrying that her Prime Minister would be taken advantage of by Priscilla, the clever merchant quickly provided this hint. Hachiman caught it immediately and stopped discussing the topic with Priscilla.
He simply gave a vague thank you, which made Priscilla huff and puff.
The equally clever Priscilla soon realized that the blockhead's change originated from the "vixen's" hint. She narrowed her eyes, looking at Anastasia with a sharp gaze.
Meanwhile, the confident Anastasia had already returned her attention to the video.
-
-
-
「Just as Ayanokouji Kiyotaka walked out of the school gate and was about to call a taxi, the nearby traffic lights suddenly malfunctioned. Several cars made errors because of this; one small car, in a panic, drove wildly and headed straight for Ayanokouji.」
「Just as the Masterpiece was about to dodge, another small car happened to appear on the other side, leaving him no room to escape. He could only jump, stepping on the hood of the high-speed car and using the momentum to roll and dissipate the force.」
「This maneuver was originally successful, but a motorcycle sped toward him, forcing him to jump again. He was then struck squarely by a large truck and thrown heavily, his internal organs displaced. He died instantly.」
「His remaining soul, yet to dissipate, fortunately encountered a tiny rift in space-time and suddenly crossed over to another strange world.」
「As a soul, Ayanokouji felt his spirit gradually fading. Knowing he couldn't continue like this, he dove into the body of a nearby man.」
「"Ugh... what's going on?"」
「Seeing nothing, the young man possessed by Ayanokouji thought it was his imagination. "Let's go, Keyaru~" His sister's shout startled him out of his daze.」
「Keyaru shook his head, stopping his stray thoughts. Having finished today's work of fertilizing the apple trees, he now had to go back with his sister to prepare dinner.」
「"Coming!"」
"Eh? This time it's this kind of transmigration?"
The vast majority of people were buzzing with discussion. Because of their preconceived notions, everyone thought Ayanokouji would be like Hikigaya Hachiman.
No one expected him to be so pitiable, left with only a soul. The miserable luck of being killed by a multi-car accident formed a sharp contrast with his previous powerful appearance of beating others at will, making many at Advanced Nurturing High School want to laugh.
However, for the sake of their lives, they had to hold it in.
Ayanokouji didn't think much of it. As long as his self-awareness remained, a comeback wouldn't be difficult. He would study it; he should be able to successfully snatch Keyaru's body.
After all, this young man looked like he had no special powers, just an ordinary farmer.
A person is not exempt from hardships just because they are capable; otherwise, isn't Hikigaya Hachiman strong? He only cared about the combat power ceiling of this new world, as that directly related to how effective his resourcefulness would be.
"Hikigaya Hachiman is also watching this future right now."
At the thought of this, Ayanokouji's indifferent expression gained some unique emotions—he didn't know what to call it, it was somewhat complex.
-
-
-
At the same time, the drivers on that stretch of road were terrified with lingering fear, and the traffic police were sending people to fix the streetlights.
In the Classic Literature Club, Satoshi Fukube, who still had little understanding of Ayanokouji's true nature, tried to deduce the plot. He mused, "In that case, could it be the 'Old Grandpa' trope? An Earth high schooler guiding an otherworldly farmer to start an industrial uprising?"
Read ahead (160 chapters) by supporting me on buymeacoffee com/varietl or ko-fi edwriting