In the anime, people are in everyday Tokyo, but they are playing the reincarnation game Chapter 014

Of course, even if Kaguya Shinomiya had a smartphone and was chosen to be a player, her mansion, which was like a castle, was full of eyes monitoring her every move. Being chosen as a player in such an environment could be described as starting on hell difficulty.

Asagiri could feel that from the moment Kaguya Shinomiya entered the classroom, the atmosphere in the classroom became strangely oppressive. The students who were originally chatting and looking forward to their first day of high school were now like the ancient poem, “Dare not speak aloud, lest I startle the heavenly beings,” cautiously silent.

“This silence is truly irritating.”

Just then, Utsunomiya Asagiri, who was in the corner of the classroom, suddenly took out a very small, mysterious object from his satchel hanging beside his desk. It was only slightly longer than a ballpoint pen and had a circular ring at the top.

“It’s too quiet, let me play a tune for everyone.”

All the students in the classroom, including Kaguya Shinomiya, couldn’t help but look at Asagiri sitting there.

“That instrument is…”

Seeing the strangely shaped object in Asagiri’s hand, before Kaguya Shinomiya could recall the name of the instrument, a highly impactful sound reverberated through Class A’s classroom.

“Toot~ toot toot~ toot toot toot~”

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound coming from that instrument.

What… what kind of instrument is this?

If described in words, the timbre was very muffled, and it would occasionally burst. The sound produced by this instrument had a… comical and absurd quality, making people want to laugh and giving off an abstract feeling.

The problem was that Asagiri was playing it very seriously, and putting aside the timbre, the melody of the song he was playing was very catchy. Combined with the instrument’s sound, which should have been a negative effect, it instead formed a kind of brainwashing feeling that people couldn’t forget after hearing it.

“Kazoo?”

After hearing the sound coming from the instrument, Kaguya Shinomiya finally recalled the name of this instrument.

The kazoo is a very old, simple instrument. As long as the player knows how to hum a song, they can play the kazoo without spending too much time practicing.

But… why?

Kaguya Shinomiya couldn’t understand. She didn’t know why the boy sitting in the corner of the classroom would suddenly start playing the kazoo.

Is this… an act?

Just then, a middle-aged female teacher wearing a professional suit skirt, who looked about forty years old and wore gold-rimmed glasses, entered the classroom.

Kaguya Shinomiya originally thought that seeing the teacher enter, the boy sitting in the corner of the classroom would stop playing.

Unexpectedly, Asagiri played even more vigorously, as if he had pressed a 2x speed playback button, and his playing speed even increased.

“Toot toot toot toot~~~”

Kaguya Shinomiya felt a bit speechless, thinking, how did he get so worked up while playing?

After nearly a minute, Asagiri finally put down the kazoo in his hand. Facing the gazes of the other students in the classroom, he remained calm and composed, stood up on his own, and like a true musician ending a performance, placed one hand on his chest and extended the other, making an extremely elegant curtain call gesture.

“A kazoo version of ‘Shape of You’ for everyone~”

The female teacher standing behind the podium, who had not spoken until now, saw Utsunomiya Asagiri make his curtain call gesture. She showed no signs of anger or other reactions, merely pushed up her glasses, and said calmly,

“Utsunomiya-kun, have you finished your performance?”

“Yes, I have.”

“Good.”

The middle-aged female teacher nodded slightly, scanned the students in the classroom, and then slowly began,

“My name is Ashikaga Miwa, and I teach Japanese language. Starting today, I will be the homeroom teacher for first-year Class A. You can call me Ashikaga-sensei, or simply Sensei.”

“I’ll say this upfront if it sounds unpleasant.”

“I am a very serious person with strict teaching methods. I know many of you come from prestigious families, but there’s one thing I want to make clear: within Shuchiin Academy, and within my class, I don’t care what your parents’ professions are, nor how profound your backgrounds may be. My only standard of judgment is your ability as a student, as an independent individual.”

Hearing Ashikaga-sensei’s words, the students present all had one thought.

No… are we just jumping straight into the formal process?

The matter of that boy playing the kazoo was just brushed over so lightly?

What the heck?

Being handsome means you can do whatever you want?

Kaguya Shinomiya’s thoughts, however, were completely different.

Playing the kazoo openly in the classroom and even delaying class time, yet this seemingly strict homeroom teacher, Ashikaga-sensei, didn’t criticize the boy at all. She even specifically confirmed whether he had finished his performance before beginning her self-introduction as a homeroom teacher.

Is it because the other party has a profound family background?

No, if there was such a person in the same grade, Ai Hayasaka would have reported it to Kaguya Shinomiya before her enrollment.

Moreover, Ashikaga-sensei’s address for that boy…

Utsunomiya-kun? Could it be… Utsunomiya Asagiri?

Kaguya Shinomiya had an impression of this name. She would forever remember the complex feelings in her heart when she saw her name ranked only second upon learning the Shuchiin High School entrance exam results, and the name above hers, at the top of their year, a name she could absolutely never forget.

Utsunomiya Asagiri.

“So it was him…”

Kaguya Shinomiya glanced at Utsunomiya Asagiri, who was sitting in the corner of the classroom, lost in thought as he gazed out the window, and a complex feeling arose in her heart.

She actually didn’t mind losing, and sometimes, she would even intentionally lose to others.

In Kaguya Shinomiya’s view, intentionally losing certain things was a form of social maneuvering, and it wasn’t humiliating.

But there was one exception.

That was studying.

Only in her studies would Kaguya Shinomiya hold nothing back, give her all, and not want to lose to anyone.

“Now, let’s begin with self-introductions.”

Ashikaga Miwa, standing behind the podium, scanned the room, her gaze lingering on Utsunomiya Asagiri, and said calmly,

“Utsunomiya-kun, please start with your self-introduction.”

“Alright.”

Utsunomiya Asagiri didn’t decline, but he also didn’t stand up. Facing the gazes of the other students in the classroom, he simply smiled and began,

“Utsunomiya Asagiri, sixteen years old, an integrated student.”