'Worthless pig... A sh*t like you only rots my eyes by being inside the class. So, just fuck off and don't show your face to me.'
Words he had heard, which even hurt more than the kicks he had received, were still ringing in his head like a terrifying nightmare, and they had been bothering him for who knows how long.
However, he persisted in his belief that there were those who would not view him in that way and that his diligence and demure nature would eventually give rise to hope.
The little fire had been kept going for all this time because there was still that girl who always called his name correctly when giving him a paper or anything else from the teacher.
His father went on to reassure him that he had it with him and warned him not to lose hope over a few simple but hurtful remarks made by a small group of people.
Until!!!
'Hmm. You really are a kind one, Hoshino; even that pig is being treated as a human by you. But you had to tell me something.
Do you think he will have a million of a chance to date you in this lifetime.' It all started as a joke from Hoshino's friend.
When he realized that this was information he wanted to hear, it made Kazuma smile. Kazuma was standing along the wall and continued to listen while his heart was thumping loudly.
'Eww... No way! I don't think there is any chance.' Since he had lost his father in the accident, Kazuma had known how cold he felt all along, but now that he had heard those words, all of his remaining drive to advance had vanished.
'But do you think it was Hoshino's fault at this... Believe me, it has nothing to do with Hoshino, As a guy this weak and this pathetic with a protruding tummy and no good qualities could have a chance against a beautiful girl.'
'That is why, Kazuma Itoshi-kun, you are chosen as a new entity which can use the function of this magnificent system called Slavery Club-House-Room Activity.'
[Target: Yuri Hoshino has been locked!]
[Activating Slave Club-House Room!]
[First Mission: Create the Club and register using the form given by the system.]
[Club Form:
Club Master: Kazuma Itoshi
Members: Yuri Hoshino (Not registered)]
[Note: For creating the club, host is needed to make one of the members join the club through their own willingness.]
[Time limit: 2 days] [Failure Result: Death]
[Allocating Beginner Package.]
Still silence!
The words that were echoing in Kazuma's head were difficult for him to process, but he also had a small part of him that was screaming with joy because this was what he had been waiting all night for.
This was the entrance to the so-called "system," which sent every reincarnator a golden cheat but did not explain why it had anything to do with a club room.
"Does this mean that it will only work for my high school, or do I have to continue coming to high school to use this ability?" Kazuma muttered.
'No! Kazuma can use this anywhere, and it is a slave clubhouse too, so it can be used by host in the home too.' After hearing the response, Kazuma nodded in silence.
He had missed that part as well, but only after the teacher had entered the classroom after the bell had rung.
Before turning his attention to Hoshino Yuri, Kazuma took a moment to focus on the lesson rather than the system screen.
The system was activated by the girl, and with a thought, a paper sheet—the application for the club room—appeared in his hand.
'I had to make her sign this application form, but if I were to contact with her and ask her for it, I don't think she will agree to it at all.'
Kazuma had a slight frown over his face, given that at the moment, the system only has Hoshino as an unregistered member and he could only activate the system after getting her membership in the club activity.
'Forcing her is impossible in this day and age of society; it might get me kicked out of the school and prevent me from using this system ever again.'
When Kazuma first saw the form, his thoughts began to race as he tried to figure out how to catch her attention and convince her to join the club with his permission.
Up until the bell for the lunch break rang, when everyone got up from their seats and left the room in groups of two or three, leaving Kazuma by himself in the classroom. Kazuma sat there frowning, sitting in silence.
"Hey, look, even a pig starts to frown like that." Perhaps someone was offended by his expression because a boy from the Hiro group got up from his seat and kicked Kazuma's bench, startling him and making Hiro smile as the rest of the class focused on Kazuma.
Intense anger could be seen in Kazuma's eyes as he turned to face the barking dog, but he restrained himself from acting out of character for fear of raising his mother or other guardian's suspicions about his changes.
'Don't fight back! But I will not let them do what they desire either.' The dog, who had been barking at Kazuma the entire time, stepped back in shock as a sudden smile appeared on Kazuma's face, sending shivers down its spine.
'Something weird about this pig!' He thought so, but did not have much proof for it and could only think it was just his imagination.
"Hiro! Stop it..." Hoshino came to her boyfriend's side and pulled his arm, causing Hiro to change his sneering expression to a bright look as he pulled his lackey back.
The atmosphere in the classroom changed, and students began to leave at the same time as Hiro gave Kazuma a "fuck off" look before leaving.
Hoshino glanced at Kazuma before walking away because he appeared to be sneering at them, which gave her the impression that something was not right with the usual Kazuma.
She did, however, want to go back and speak with Kazuma because she did not want her boyfriend to have a bad relationship with him because it was Hiro's fault both today and before this.
But Hiro held her hand tightly as they walked out of the class, while Kazuma finally saw the chance to make Hoshino join that club.
At the end of the lunch break, all the students came back to the class.
When Kazuma returned from his break and joined the rest of the class, he discovered that his desk had been covered in chalk dust and that all of his notebook pages had been spilled on the desk.
A similar incident had occurred before, but the fact that it had taken place during the break before class was unprecedented and caused a stir throughout the entire classroom.
"Class, take your seat!" As the teacher entered the class, he found that today's students were strangely quiet and found them looking at the single desk that was beyond recognition, and Kazuma was strangely standing in front of it with a slight tearing look on his face.
"Kazuma-kun, what the hell happened here?"
The teacher approached Kazuma because he had been aware of the issue with the kid all along.
Never would he have thought that those kids would go this length to pick up on him like this. He walked toward Kazuma, who was holding onto a torn photograph that Kazuma had on his birthday with his father.
"This was the last memento of my father, sir." Kazuma's anger, which he had been holding in, began to boil over as he turned to glare at Hiro and his group without bothering to look at the teacher beside him first.
Although inside his mind, Kazuma was sneering as this was something he had done, not to say he did so with the help of a system item called [Appearance Changing Kit] from the system that he had gotten on the beginner package.
He entered the restroom, waited for that guy to leave the group, and then used the opportunity to change into that idiot.
The dog was now trying to peek inside the girls' restroom, which was a way for him to sneak into the classroom and ruin everything since this was just a copy of the original photo.
"It has nothing to do with us, bastard; don't try to frame us." Since Hiro was in the right and did not cower in fear at the idiot's stance, Kazuma turned to the teacher and requested the video because every classroom has a camera that records even during lunch.
'Eh!' Even Hiro noticed the change and gave Kazuma a strange look. Hiro reasoned that Kazuma's anger over the changes he was seeing at the time was the cause of the change because Hiro's former self should have been in conflict by this point.