Chapter 01: The Sole Elite

                                    

                                          
Chapter 01: The Sole Elite (Re-written)
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[Ayanokōji Kiyotaka POV]
「April 1st︱Morning︱Advanced Nurturing High School's Gate」
As I disembarked from the luxurious limousine, chauffeured by Ayanokōji Atsuomi's faithful butler named Matsuo, my feet made contact with the solid concrete ground. It was a deliberate step forward, marking the beginning of my journey at Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School.
Before me, the imposing gates of the prestigious institution stood tall, their intricate design a testament to the school's grandeur. The school emblem, emblazoned on the gate, seemed to gaze back at me with a mix of anticipation and scrutiny.
"I wish you the best of luck, Kiyotaka-sama," Matsuo's voice resonated with a touch of reverence.
I met his gaze briefly, my expression a mask of detachment. "Thank you, Matsuo," I responded, my voice devoid of any discernible emotion.
The exchange between us was brief, acknowledging the reality that our paths would not cross again for at least three years. Despite his integral role in acquainting me with the norms of this new society, Matsuo was reduced to the status of another instructor, imparting the necessary knowledge for my growth.
While I found the lessons he provided intriguing, there were still countless aspects of this unfamiliar world that remained enigmatic to me. In the face of such uncertainties, I would heed Matsuo's advice and turn to the boundless power of technology—the Internet-sensei—for guidance and enlightenment.
As the limousine sped away, my gaze returned to the scene before me. It was clear from my limited investigation (or rather, speculation) that this place held an unparalleled reputation for education. It was an institution established by the Japanese government with the sole purpose of nurturing young graduates who would become the backbone of the nation. With a perfect track record of employment and college admissions, this school left no stone unturned in its pursuit of the country's envisioned future.
Glancing around cautiously, I noted that it was still early morning, and most of the students expected to enroll this year had yet to arrive. It seemed my request to Matsuo had not been in vain. It was a convenient way to avoid drawing unnecessary attention to myself. While some freshmen might arrive early out of excitement, fortune seemed to favor me, as there was no one in sight.
Naturally, I understood the futility of such actions. Sooner or later, they would come to know me as the one who would dominate the entire school. I pondered whether my confidence bordered on arrogance, but I reassured myself that it should be fine.
Following the instructions I received, my first destination was the reception office, where I was to meet an acquaintance of Ayanokōji Atsuomi.
With that in mind, I took my first step into the school, knowing that I would be bound to this place for the next three years.


»𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚«
[Ayanokōji Kiyotaka POV]
「April 1st︱Morning︱School Premises」
Upon arriving at the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School, I immediately made my way to the reception office, which was my first destination according to Ayanokōji Atsuomi, in order to meet up with his acquaintance.