Hiro transmigrates and finds himself in the body of an orphan that’s about to be evicted from his orphanage. It wasn’t anything personal, but the orphanage’s policy doesn’t accommodate children who have reached the age of 16. From the gates of that humble establishment, Hiro slowly explores the facets of this world that was both familiar and unfamiliar due to its uncanny resemblance to his previous world—Earth. With his Daily Life RPG System urging him to excel in every aspect of his daily life, Hiro marks his presence in both the mundane and mystical circles of this new world.
Disclaimer: This chapter contains excessive violence; read at your own discretion!
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The upperclassman was hopping mad, but before he could act, the leading student waved him off and looked at Hiro.
His gaze was condescending and cold, as though he was facing a dead man.
As for Hiro, he was genuinely confused at the moment.
All of this couldn't have possibly escaped Broski's notice, right? Is he testing me or trying to teach me a lesson? Is this some sort of intimidation tactic?
Hiro couldn't figure it out, and he decided not to think too much about it.
He stood up from his seat—Hiro already remembered the faces of everyone who entered the room.
Thus, before they could act all pompous and cool in front of him, Hiro's body spun clockwise as he gripped the iron chair tightly and flung it at the group.
He didn't care who was the unlucky fellow who got hit by the chair first.