Chapter 1

A young man took his seat in the back right corner of the room. His desk was right beside the window, some might even call it a 'main character's' seat. In this story those people would be absolutely correct. This young man entering his first year in the advanced nurturing high school was our main character.

He sat down in an orderly fashion and took note of the fact that he was sitting in the only desk in the final row, almost like he wasn't supposed to be in this class but was added at the last minute.

He hummed to himself in amusement as he analyzed all the students surrounding him. People he was meeting for the first time yet was somehow very familiar with. A small smile crept up on his face as he watched more and more students flood into the classroom.

"Class 1-D eh?" He muttered as his gaze finally fell on the student seated directly in front of him who wore a dead fish expression.

'Ayanokoji Kiyotaka' He thought to himself. His expression was calm and collected as he was unable to voice his real opinion.

'Holy shit! So cool~! I'm really meeting everyone! Plus Ayanokoji is way cooler in real life!' His inner monologue was fanboying…

What a loser!

Ahem! Anyway!

His thoughts were suddenly cut off by a stiff and cold teacher standing at the front of the classroom.

"Ahem! Everyone, I am your teacher this year. You can all call me Chashibara Sensei. Now, let's get to explanations."

The young boy at the back of the class was still spacing out as his mind was currently blown by the situation. He had something else on his mind as a transparent blue screen was hovering in front of his face.

[Welcome to the class system!]

'What a horrible name! I wonder what kind of horrid thing this wants me to do? No matter what, I won't discriminate against people based on their class! Look what that did to the people of the monarchy's!'

[That's not what the class system is!!!]

'Oh'

[Haaa… The class system is based on the CLASSES of your school. You have been bound to Class 1-D/Chasibara's Class/Horikita's class.]

The young man smacked the palm of his hand in understanding.

[You can earn rewards and gain knowledge and abilities based on a few things. 1. The class points 2. Helping an individual in your class 3. Using your own private points 4. If you help out the class or earn class points yourself (or with any action you do)]

'So it's like a store?'

[Not exactly. You can only gain 'spins' which will allow you to spin the wheel of fortune ™ and gain rewards! Exciting isn't it?!]

'... No. Gacha sucks ass…'

[?@.<# You ungrateful host! Do you not understand how great I am?! I'm the best system!]

'Well, you bound me to the worst class in the school and forced me to make it better in order to gain anything… plus I can only spin a wheel and get random shit… Also why did you call it wheel of fortune? That's trademarked, just call it literally anything else!'

[I didn't want to call it wheel of fortune ™ either host… I was forced too. It was a sponsorship.]

'Well that sucks… wait! Don't just ignore the rest of what I said!'

[Good luck host! If you have any questions I will do everything I can to answer them! :) ]

Then just as suddenly as it appeared the scream disappeared.

'?!?!? Wait! I have questions!'

[...]

'You shitty system! Get back here!'

[...]

'Wow… I'm so fucked. I'm just a normal dude. Should I try and spend my private points right now and get something? I mean, I'm not great at academics and I'm just barely above average at sports… If only there was a hockey team then I would be king of the school…'

[Ding! Due to the system's generosity, the host will receive one free spin!]

'Wow! Lucky! Thank you system'

A multicolored wheel appeared in mid air and started spinning.

It finally slowed down and stopped on a blue space.

[Ding! Host has received (Elementary school knowledge) x1]

[Ding! Congratulations on your first reward host. Due to the system's generosity you will receive 5x your last reward!]

[Ding! Host has received (Elementary school knowledge) x5]

'... JGAGORSHAH WHAT THE FUCK!! This is so useless! At least if it was like middle school knowledge or something I could give it to Sudo and the other students who struggled!'

[Good luck host! I await your success!]

'FUCK YOU!'

As this was all happening the teacher scanned the room and looked at the man before looking at a list of notes she had on her clipboard.

"... Mr. Sujin. Please pay attention." She said coldly as she flipped the page she was just looking at back down.

"Ah? Oh just Syl is fine." The young man smiled as he casually told his teacher to call him by name…

Chashibara had a disgusted look on her face as she replied. "Mr. Sujin. Don't talk in class."

"Bu…" Syl was about to respond when Chashibara's gaze shut him up. He might usually be an idiot, but at least he could read the room… sometimes.

He could feel many of the students look back at him with a mixture of looks in their eyes.

He just smiled and pretended nothing happened.

"... As I was saying. Welcome to the Advanced Nurturing High School. You all are going to be in class D…" Chasibara analyzed the students before turning around and writing on the white board. "In this school everything runs on types of points. Personal points are available to you right now. You all have 100,000 points deposited to you which is equivalent to 100,000 yen…"

Chasibara paused and looked at the students.

One lone boy raised his hand.