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After exchanging LINE contacts and phone numbers, Erina's photo naturally became his lock screen. On the subway, Renz headed back to Private Hachiko Academy. His plan was to first join the student council, then refine his knife skills. He wasn't lacking experience or knowledge; what he lacked was physical responsiveness. He needed to reclaim his unparalleled culinary skills.
Next, he would figure out a way to get into a prestigious university—whether it was the University of Tokyo or Kyoto University. In any country, a good university degree was indispensable for achieving class mobility. Learning, in some cases, was the only way for the poor to transcend social class. However, there was another way: finding a wealthy family and marrying into it. This was also a method of class transcendence. Renz's marriage to Erina was an example of marrying into a wealthy family. Every wedding anniversary, Erina would fondly recall their wedding. This was perhaps one of Erina Nakiri's greatest lifelong obsessions.
Renz intended to marry her. After all, she was the person who had accompanied him for so many years. Not only would Renz marry this woman, but he would grandly propose to her and make everyone envious. He would satisfy the great tsundere's vanity.
However, before that, he first needed to thoroughly understand this "golden finger" of a [Life Simulator]. He had realized a problem. He strongly suspected the "life path" feature of this [Life Simulator] should be renamed [Stock Market Simulator]. The data fluctuated like a stock market, and each person's name had a numerical value next to it. The higher or lower the value, the more likely it represented the future trend. As long as Erina's value fell below that of others, the future life path would change.
Renz now had to contend not only with reality but also with this [Life Simulator]. First and foremost, he couldn't let anyone else's value surpass [Erina]. This was obvious. If the value was surpassed, the future would change.
That line of text? Renz noticed a small line written directly below these values in his mind. As he looked, the text suddenly enlarged:
[When any worldline exceeds 20% of its value, the simulator will allow you to experience your future life in advance.]
[Life Simulator] [Scumbag Simulator]!
Renz's mind felt like it exploded. The sheer amount of information overwhelmed him, causing a deep frown. If this thing were given to a protagonist of a harem novel, he would undoubtedly try every way to get close to other girls, frantically increasing this value, and then entering future timelines. This wasn't just about getting more girls; it was exaggerated to the point of being able to live another life. Not only that, he could bring back what he learned in that life.
In other words, not only could he get girls, but he could also gain knowledge and live another lifetime. But the problem was, Renz was a pure love faction enthusiast. The [Scumbag Simulator] had met the leader of the pure love faction. How to choose?
Renz closed his eyes and saw his children. He opened his eyes and thought of Erina. Having gone through so much, having lived for so long in that first life, he felt nothing for even the most beautiful girls. Life was more about pursuing personal limits.
"The next goal is to safely pass these ten years," Renz understood the situation and thought to himself. "After ten years, no matter what, the timeline will lead to Erina's ending."
"And within these ten years, controlling the values of the Scumbag Simulator is what I need to do."
So, how could he become someone girls disliked without violating his moral bottom line? First, he had to keep his distance from ordinary girls. But what if some formidable characters approached him even if he kept his distance? What should he do then? Renz thought about it. His years of neglecting his toxic skills, honed as a gamer, might have to be put to use.
Wait. Renz suddenly realized that Private Hachiko Academy was co-ed, with far more girls than boys. Should he just pretend to be an "idiot," mumbling nonsense all day? That would be too foolish. He was going to marry Erina and make everyone envious, so he definitely couldn't do that. It seemed he still had to play the cold, aloof guy. I, Renz, am emotionless and love critical hits. Anyway, in this world, the only person he needed to pamper was his wife, the great tsundere Erina. He didn't need to care about anyone else's feelings.
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Back in the dormitory at Private Hachiko Academy, the not-so-small room seemed to be hosting a crucial discussion, with everyone gathered.
"Renz-kun, hello, I'm your roommate Gakuto, the smartest person in all of Nerima," Gakuto said with a sly smile.
"I'm Kiyoshi Fujino."
A man wearing a hoodie, his head always hidden under the hood, said, "I am Jouji Nezu."
Another golden-haired person who looked like a delinquent said arrogantly, "Shingo Wakamoto."
The last was the fattest in the dorm, with a large face and very small features. His voice was rough but soft, with a somewhat timid quality, "My name is Reiji Ando, nickname Andrew."
"We have a plan. Renz-kun, do you have any interest?" Gakuto asked with a smile.
"No," Renz said. He just wanted to lie down and rest, thinking about how to deal with the [Scumbag Simulator]. He had no time to fool around with these guys.
"Doesn't Renz-kun want to experience the local Japanese flavor?" Gakuto asked, rolling his tongue.
Huh? Are Japanese people this open? Inviting someone to a "soapland" (adult entertainment establishment) so directly?
"No," Renz said, feeling annoyed. He stood up, intending to leave the dorm. He might as well go directly to the chairman's office and apply to establish a cooking club where girls weren't allowed, so he could practice knife skills during club activities. If a club required a certain number of members, he would find some inactive club members to act as nominal members.
"You cannot go!" Gakuto followed him. The "exchange student" title was still very useful. If the exchange student was caught peeking into the bathhouse with them, he would definitely be released without charge!
The group chatted as they headed down to the school grounds.
"Gakuto, if Renz-kun doesn't want to go, don't force him," Kiyoshi Fujino said, patting Gakuto's shoulder. He had a good-natured personality. If someone didn't want to go, there was no need to force them.
"Damn it! The plan can't go wrong!" Gakuto shouted.
On the school grounds, Gakuto directly got down on his knees, shamelessly pleading, "Renz-kun, please come with us to see the girls' bathhouse?"
"Huh?" Renz was just thinking about how to keep his distance from girls when his roommate ruthlessly stabbed him in the back. Go see the girls' bathhouse together? Is this the Japanese world? This is too perverted! Making such criminal declarations so earnestly?
"I must refuse!" Renz flatly rejected.
"Just help us be a lookout then!" Gakuto still pleaded on his knees, as humble as a simp.
"Please drop your unrealistic ideas. The most I can do is not report your actions," Renz said, shaking his head. "I have a girlfriend, sorry, everyone."
Everyone's faces darkened. Thinking about it that way, it was normal for him not to want to see the girls' bathhouse. Damn it, a traitor appeared among the single dogs! Why would someone with a girlfriend need to peek into the girls' bathhouse?
"Understood," the golden-haired delinquent Shingo Wakamoto surprisingly nodded. Although he looked like a bad guy, he was indeed a pure love faction enthusiast. If you have a girlfriend, peeking into a girls' bathhouse is indeed immoral.
"Renz-kun, I can only say you've missed out on a world," Gakuto said regretfully. "However, I can't criticize you either. At least you didn't think of betraying us."
"On that point, I approve of you!"
Being approved by a perverted gentleman like you doesn't make me happy at all, you scoundrel. Renz had lived long and had never met such an outrageous person. His long-dormant desire to retort was stirred up.
"Then, let's go prepare for tonight's revelry!" Gakuto raised his hand and forcefully thrust it into the air.
Is this teenage hormones? It's terrifying. He watched them excitedly run back up to the dorm building. Renz walked towards the principal's office with no emotion.
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