Reborn In Tokyo And Picked Sayu Who Escaped From Home

Self-cultivation bastard

"You have opened a new mission: [Hope Nakamura-sensei (0/1)]."

"Instruction: Please enter your top 20 classes in this semester's midterm exam."

"Task reward: 1000 points, memory potion*1."

"It's not just another month!"

Kato Yusuke flipped the calendar, feeling a little speechless hearing this fact.

The entire academic year of Japanese high school consists of three semesters.

was:

First semester from April to July.

Second semester from September to December.

The third semester from January to March of the following year.

it is also interspersed with summer holidays, winter holidays, and spring break.

There will be a midterm exam + final exams in each semester.

And Kato Yusuke is now in his first semester. Currently, mid-April has just passed, and the midterm exam date is on the last day of next month, which is May 31.

Test contents include Mandarin, social, math, science, and English, a total of 5 subjects.

In terms of the final exam, based on these 5 subjects, 4 subjects including music, art, health and sports, and family lessons are added, for a total of 9 subjects.

There are a total of 40 students in first year E class Kato Yusuke, and his current ranking in the class is—

40/40

it's the last place.

Such a group also had such a title.

Stork tail, motherfucker, that drags.

often active in hot-blooded comics, such as certain Uzumaki Naruto, Kamijou Touma, and Shiba Jungle (fainting).

has some weird stuff mixed in.

But Yusuke Kato thought he did not belong to this group of people, as he had said before, he was too busy to learn.

If there was enough time, the content in this book was really not a problem for him, it was all a younger brother.

As for mission?

"It's a question to send a point... No, it's a question to send money."

And it's still 100,000 yen, which means over 80 hours of part-time work, not to mention it comes with a magic potion that you can grasp at a glance.

For this type of search, Kato Yusuke feels that the system can have even more.

top 20 in class?

The destination is a sea of stars!

"Don't brag about that, at least the top three in the class shouldn't ask ..."

"Hey Kato—!"

A reprimand from the front of the class blew his mind.

A total of three people in the class, including him, turned their attention to the podium. No way. His name is so grounded.

I saw Matsumoto-sensei on the podium looking at him angrily... Kato Yusuke?

Seeing this, the other two who were shocked heaved a sigh of relief.

"What did you just talk to yourself about there? Stand up and answer the questions for me!"

Matsumoto pointed at Kato Yusuke and said, then turned to write a question on the blackboard.

[It is known to be on base n (n is greater than or equal to 4, and is an integer).

[2 power 12 \= 1331 (of which 2, 12, and 1331 are all n-ary numbers.]

Find the value of n. (Please write n in decimal)]

After writing, he threw away the chalk, clapped his hands, and looked at Kato Yusuke with a stern face.

"Come, answer."

Looking at the title on the blackboard, and at the content of the textbook in his hand, Kato Yusuke was silent for a moment.

"...Teacher, I don't seem to have talked about it yet."

"If you want to say it, just say it, since you dare to wander around in my class, you should have already made up your mind."

Matsumoto said quite arrogantly.

This is clearly humiliating my fat tiger.

Actually, this is true, but it is impossible, who got Kato Yusuke caught and just hit the muzzle of his gun.

Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh, shake his head and say, "I won't."

"Then you can go to the corridor and stand up for punishment." Matsumoto let out a cold snort, pushed the reflective glasses at the base of his nose, then took the textbook and said slowly below: "Furthermore, we will continue to talk about irrational numbers. .definition."

The class laughed out loud.

Kato Yusuke was a little embarrassed, and desperately exerted his facial muscles to regulate his expression.

Through this incident, he understood a truth.

"Before something is done successfully, it must remain calm on the surface and full of excitement within."

Then set a small goal first, starting with the top 20 in the class.

—from "Self-Cultivation Kato, Scum, Yusuke"

…

The jingle bell bell bell bell bell.

The bell rings the sign of the end of the lesson.

"Then, that's all for today's class."

Matsumoto announces, and walks out the class with a textbook in between.

Kato Yusuke returned to the chair and sat down, moving his stiff hands and feet slightly.

"I really have you, Kato."

Takei, who was in the same class, came and looked at Kato Yusuke with a smile on her face: "You dare to leave Matsumoto's class, I'm amazed, you are indeed a 'man' the one sitting on the throne, I'd love to call you the strongest!"

"Are you watching too much sand sculpture animation?"

Kato Yusuke said lightly.

"I agree with that too."

Yamaguchi also said.

"But Kato—"

He looked at Kato Yusuke with a wry smile on his face.

"You're now on Matsumoto's side. With that guy's character, I'm afraid I'll call you next time, okay?"

Even Takei stopped talking.

As classmate and friend Kato Yusuke, Ichiro Takei and Takashi Yamaguchi also know a little about the situation at this friend's house, and they know that the other party spends a lot of time with part-time work.

"It's okay, after all, I plan to work hard for a while."

kato Yusuke said.

"Even Matsumoto can't ask questions outside the classroom at all times, so as long as you write down all the knowledge points, that's fine."

"I understand."

Takaya Yamaguchi nodded: "It doesn't matter in this case, do you want to go to dinner together?"

This proposal was directly approved by Ichiro Takei.

"Ah—! I'll eat ramen then."

Takei raised her hand high and said.

"It's ramen again... I said you might have to change it. It's been a week since you've eaten it."

yamaguchi said weakly, then looked at Kato Yusuke.

"What do you think, Kato?"

In that case, Kato Yusuke shook his head, then took out a wooden box wrapped in blue flannel from the table, and said to the two of them.

"Forget it today, I brought bento."

"Rarely, are you doing this yourself? What's it say?"

"Nasi Gyudon."

"Maybe? That means you didn't make it yourself...? Open it and see?"

Yamaguchi's tone became smooth, and even Takei stared curiously.

Kato Yusuke had no choice but to untie the flannel cloth in front of the two of them, reveal a long black wooden box, and then open the lid.