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Chapter 121 A Retrospective of the Great Beginning

Speaking of Hayakawa's elementary school days, they can only be described as glorious. He was universally hated in his class and feared by his teachers. However, this was only a small step in his great life.

First, there was the first year of elementary school. During that time, Hayakawa was immersed in a false youth, playing happily every day like other elementary school students. As a mediocre pawn, he was manipulated by the will of the world and might have been destined to fall into depravity for the rest of his life.

But on that day, as if the first ray of light from the beginning of the universe fell upon him, Hayakawa awakened.

The Great Emperor was born, and from then on, there was no stopping him.

From that day on, Hayakawa broke free from the will of the world and the status of a pawn, becoming a great player who manipulates all living beings, and began the first step of his long and glorious journey.

From then on, this elementary school was called Hayakawa Elementary School.

As a child, Hayakawa stood on the school rooftop, looking down at the masses below, and said in a calm tone.

The emperor's aura was extraordinary from a young age.

This continued for two years. As he was about to finish his third year, Hayakawa realized that this world was too small and could no longer contain his dragon. Just then, his family asked him to transfer schools, so he resolutely chose to ascend and leave for a wider world.

As for his so-called friends from elementary school, Hayakawa regarded them as dust and discarded them like worn-out shoes.

It is worthwhile to sacrifice a small price for the sake of the supreme path.

And so it went, as always.

……

In a corner of the cafeteria, a boy and a girl sat facing each other.

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa recalled his glorious deeds and let out a sigh of melancholy, his voice filled with endless emotion.

My own image was so magnificent that it even shocked my hippocampus.

"..."

Doma sat in the chair opposite him, silently drinking a glass of milk. He glanced at him strangely. Hayakawa had been sighing ever since, and he had no idea what Hayakawa was thinking.

"you…"

Hayakawa turned her gaze back to Doma Umaru, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How have you been these past few years?"

Doma Umaru's face flushed slightly. He pulled the straw away from his lips and whispered, "That's how it is. I graduated from elementary school normally, then went to junior high school in another city, graduated and went to a local high school, and then transferred here after a short time."

"Transferring schools?"

Hayakawa nodded slowly, then suddenly realized something and stared intently at Doma Umaru: "Wait? You transferred here?"

"Uh-huh?"

Doma Umaru was startled by Hayakawa's reaction, nearly crushing the cup of milk in her hand, and said in a panic, "W-what's wrong? Is it not okay to be a transfer student?"

It's not just not good, it's absolutely terrible.

Other students are fine, but transfer students are not.

Hayakawa observed Doma Umaru closely, his gaze gradually turning cold.

A transfer student, a girl, who is pretty…

These attributes, similar to those of Natsukawa Masuzu, directly gave Hayakawa PTSD, making him recall Doma Umaru's elementary school grades, which he remembered as being quite good.

Could it be that…

Hayakawa slowly suffocated, staring blankly at Doma Umaru.

Is this yet another pawn that has strayed from the game? Am I destined to relive the humiliation of that speech?

Hayakawa lowered his head and silently clutched his heart.

Pain... I forgot about it in the middle, and that became me.

……

"Umaru,"

Hayakawa clasped his hands in front of him, squinted, and said seriously, "Long time no see. I wonder how your grades are?"

With the off-campus internship looming, any potential dangers must be eliminated.

"Uh…"

Doma Umaru paused for a moment, then hesitated before vaguely replying, "It's just so-so."

She didn't want to tell Hayakawa that she had good grades. After all, it was their first meeting, and Umaru didn't know what Hayakawa's personality was like now after so many years. What if telling him about her grades would be seen as showing off?

Doma Umaru remembers that Hayakawa used to really enjoy studying.

"is it?"

Hayakawa breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Umaru's reaction was clearly not that of someone who was a good student; it sounded like a poor student trying to hide their bad grades.

I knew there couldn't be that many pieces that could jump around!

It's safe! It's safe!

Hayakawa lowered his head and leisurely took a sip of water. Back in elementary school, his grades were far inferior to Umaru's, but he was a completely different person now, having left her far behind. When the results of the next monthly exam came out, he was determined to show off to her and let her see how much progress he had made over the years.

Hayakawa thought for a moment and said happily, "What would you like to eat? It's on me."

"Hmm...nothing to recommend?"

Finally, it was time for the topic he had been most looking forward to. Doma Umaru's expression turned serious as he said, "I haven't been at this school for long, so I don't know what's good to eat. Tell me a few."

Hayakawa was stunned when he heard this. He was always thinking about how to get the cafeteria to introduce quick liquid food, but he had no idea that the food at this school was so delicious.

"Uh... udon noodles, please."

Hayakawa thought for a moment and said that it wasn't that he liked eating udon noodles, but rather that a certain udon noodle shop's kid kept talking about it in his ear every day, so he only had a vague impression of this one food.

"Okay, then udon noodles it is."

Doma Umaru naturally had no objections, so the two of them went to the food counter to get tickets and queue up.

……

"Speaking of which, Umaru-chan."

Hayakawa was in line when he suddenly turned around as if he had just remembered something.

Doma walked behind Hayakawa and realized that Hayakawa was now so much taller than him. They were about the same height when they were little, but now Doma was only up to Hayakawa's shoulder.

Doma Umaru was lost in thought and didn't hear Hayakawa calling her. Hayakawa was forced to call out again, "Umaru?"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Doma Umaru woke up with a start, raised his head, and looked on in confusion.

"I was going to ask you that,"

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment and said, "Why did you suddenly transfer schools? Wasn't your previous high school good?"

"Oh, this was forced upon me."

Doma Umaru looked a little embarrassed upon hearing this, paused for a moment, and said, "Although I'm a little embarrassed, the learning atmosphere at my old high school was really bad. My family was worried that studying there would be a negative impact on me, so after discussing it, we decided to transfer schools."

"Oh? The learning environment is poor?"

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa immediately shook his head and said, "Then you transferred to the wrong school. The learning atmosphere at Ichinose School is terrible."

Not only do they skip 24 hours of classes every day, but they also waste time with a bunch of activities. Hayakawa will surely ruin this place in the future.

"There couldn't be a worse school than my previous high school."

Doma spoke calmly and with great certainty.

"Huh? Are you so sure?"

Hayakawa became a little curious: "Then tell me."

"Let's take our class as an example."

Doma Umaru organized his thoughts and calmly said, "I sit in the front row, and the students in the front row are attentive to the lesson."

Chapter 122 The Evening Breeze Rises, a Battlefield

"Oh, isn't that great?"

Hayakawa's eyes lit up; he liked students who listened attentively in class.

"Then, some of the students in the middle stopped paying attention,"

Doma Umaru said softly, "Some of them are sleeping."

Hayakawa frowned slightly upon hearing this, and reluctantly replied, "Well... that's pretty normal, isn't it?"

Even someone as stubborn as Hayakawa has to admit that there are people in this world who don't pay attention in class, and that sleeping in class is common in any high school, something even Hayakawa has to accept.

In this dirty and filthy world, only by remaining untainted by the mud can one find true beauty.

However, judging from this, Umaru's school doesn't seem to have a bad environment.

Hayakawa thought for a moment and said, "I didn't expect you to be so troublesome."

"Then it's the very back of the class, and then it gets really exaggerated,"

Doma glanced at Hayakawa and said expressionlessly, "There are people in the back of our class who cook instant noodles during class."

Hayakawa: "???"

"Oh, uh-huh?"

In an instant, Hayakawa seemed to lose control of his mouth, making strange noises. His mind was full of questions, and he imagined wisps of smoke rising from the back of the classroom, steam rising from instant noodle boxes, and several oddly shaped people gathered together, eating heartily, while a teacher was lecturing in front of him.

This scene is so out of place.

"Now you understand my suffering, right?"

Doma seemed to be triumphant, raising his chin and looking at Hayakawa with a smug expression.

"understood."

Hayakawa nodded obediently, secretly admiring Doma Umaru. If he had attended that high school, he would have definitely blown up the entire school on his first day.

"That's just one aspect. Our school also has a particularly strong martial spirit; the boys in my class are fighting all the time."

Seeing this, Umaru Doma couldn't help but complain: "I also have connections with delinquents outside of school, which has resulted in strange boys both inside and outside of school harassing me. They come over and confess their feelings while I'm in class. It's so annoying."

"Well…"

Hayakawa almost laughed, but he held it back because Doma was staring at him with a very dangerous look.

"Cough cough..."

Hayakawa coughed lightly and said seriously, "You've really worked hard."

"Humph,"

Umaru gave a haughty snort, then said lazily, "It's alright. Anyway, I'm at a new school now. How could it be worse than my old high school? Impossible."

"really…"

Hayakawa nodded in deep agreement, and then asked Umaru when she transferred to the school, which class she would be in, and what her experience was like. Umaru answered all of these questions.

"Umaru..."

"Umaru..."

"Umaru..."

Having not seen Hayakawa for many years, Umaru naturally had many questions for him to ask. For a while, he was the one asking the questions, and Umaru was the one answering.

Slowly, Umaru's face turned red.

This guy…

Doma Umaru secretly glanced at Hayakawa, his heart filled with resentment.