[3] No Weapons Allowed at School

Chapter 3: No Weapons Allowed at School

"This uniform is so thin... Forget bulletproof, it can't even stop a knife."

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Ronan examined his appearance in the pre-prepared black standing-collar uniform.

He did look like a student.

"Ronan, are you ready yet?"

Kaname's voice came from outside the room, urging him to hurry up for school.

"All set."

Ronan nodded, picked up his backpack, and headed out of his room.

Kaname, now dressed in her teacher's attire, was waiting for him at the entrance.

"Alright, let's go."

"Wait."

Kaname stopped Ronan and held out her hand, palm up.

"Hand it over."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're a student now. No prohibited items allowed."

"Of course, I never carry prohibited items."

"Hmm?"

"..."

Under Kaname's stern gaze, Ronan sighed helplessly and pulled a handgun from his pocket, placing it in her hand.

"GLOCK 17... What am I going to do with you?"

She expertly removed the magazine and found it fully loaded.

"Aunt Kaname, can I go now?"

"Hold on, there's more."

"..."

Knowing he couldn't fool the woman in front of him, Ronan had no choice but to pile up everything he was carrying in front of her.

Two handguns, five grenades, three flashbangs, and a sheet of plastic explosive.

"...Confiscated."

"At least leave me something!"

"Shut up! Thank goodness I have experience with this kind of thing, or you'd have actually gotten away with it. What do you think Japan is!?" Kaname pressed her hand to her forehead, looking like she had a stomachache. "Why did I have to get stuck with this thankless task..."

"If it's really that bad, maybe you could talk to Uncle Sagara and have me transferred back to Afghanistan?"

"No! The whole point of bringing you here is to fix your bizarre personality."

"...Fine, no weapons then. I'll just have to deal with feeling a little less secure."

Ronan lowered his head and picked up his backpack, trying to slip past Kaname. But she was quick—she grabbed his bag, unzipped it, and dumped its contents onto the floor.

Clatter!

A dark, ominous object fell out.

"...And what is this?"

"A German-made HK MP5 submachine gun."

"How on earth did you manage to smuggle this into Japan!?"

"I have my ways."

"You... Ugh, never mind. None of this is allowed at school! Absolutely forbidden!"

"..."

"Don't look so upset about it! I'm the one who should be upset!!"

...

Sitting in the car, Ronan drooped his head and gazed out the window.

According to his father's wishes, he had been sent to this place to gain experience, familiarize himself with the environment, and learn to survive. At the time, he had readily accepted the challenge.

He couldn't help but recall the conversation he had with his father three days before arriving here.

...

"Son, you're not a kid anymore. It's time for you to go out and broaden your horizons."

"Sure, sure."

"But to prevent you from becoming lazy and dependent, I can't give you too much pocket money."

"!?"

"For five years, I can only give you a hundred million dollars as living expenses."

"A hundred million dollars!?"

Ronan stared at his father in shock.

"That's practically making me a beggar!"

"Although the amount is a bit small, as a man, you should learn to earn your own living and find ways to grow that money."

"..."

"That's how it is."

"I haven't agreed to this yet!"

"I've agreed for you. Good luck, I believe in you."

The last thing he saw was his father giving him a thumbs-up.

And then... the twelve-year-old was air-dropped into Japan.

...End of recollection...

"I guess I'll have to find a way to make money."

"Having goals is good, but there's one thing I must remind you," said Kaname, who was driving. "You're not allowed to get involved in any shady business or use dangerous weapons. I'll be keeping a close eye on you during your time in Japan."

"Understood..."

Shuchiin Academy, located in the Minato Ward of Tokyo, is a prestigious integrated educational institution offering programs from kindergarten all the way to university.

Of course, the academy also accepts external students—provided they have outstanding academic achievements.

At this moment, Ronan was sitting in the principal's office, while Kaname stood in front of the principal, who was seated at his desk.

"In any case, this is Yao Ronan, the student I'm recommending for admission. He is an American of Chinese descent and has come to Japan for certain reasons to continue his studies."

"Hmm, I've reviewed his academic records. There's no issue with admitting him as an external student."

As the principal said this, Kaname turned his head slightly to the side.

The truth was, Ronan had not taken any entrance exams to get here, and no one actually knew what his academic performance was like.

While Shuchiin Academy is widely regarded as a school for the elite, it is not without its internal issues.

The exorbitant tuition fees, donations, and bribes effectively serve as barriers to entry.

Someone who hasn't taken any exams can easily manipulate their grades or even gain admission without testing—provided they bribe the right people within the school.

Without a doubt, someone had made a hefty donation to the school's administration on Rona's behalf.

"I understand the situation now... Kaname-sensei, may I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"This child... what exactly is his connection to... that person in your family?"

"He is indeed associated with IW and has spent some time living in conflict zones. However, I will keep a close eye on him, so you don't need to worry about that."

"Now that you've explained it, I understand."

The principal smiled and turned his attention to Ronan, who was cautiously observing his surroundings.

The principal of Shuchiin Academy was not Japanese but a Westerner of French descent, named Adolphe Pescarolo.

"Ronan, you can sit a little closer."

At this moment, Ronan wasn't sitting in front of the principal. Instead, he had moved his chair to sit in the corner of the room.

"Principal, there's something I must remind you of," Ronan said gravely.

"Huh?"

"Both sides of your seat are next to windows, and the curtains are wide open. Within a kilometer of Shuchiin Academy, there are tall buildings everywhere, which makes this an ideal range for a sniper."

"Uh... what?"

The principal looked completely baffled, while Kaname couldn't help but facepalm.

Ronan continued speaking without hesitation.

"Also, if I sit facing you, I'll be exposed to a sniper's line of sight while also having my back to the door. That kind of risky behavior is— Ow!"

Before he could finish, Kaname's fist came down on his head.

"Sorry, Principal. This kid has a few screws loose."

"No, no... I understand, I understand."

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