"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

Sakamoto's life was as regular as a precision instrument. He was focused in class, elegant in his manners, and kept to himself, without any loopholes in his interpersonal relationships that could be exploited.

The students in Class A did surround him, showing awe and admiration, but it seemed that no one was truly close to him.

Sakamoto is like a solitary peak, standing tall in the clouds, overlooking all living beings, invincible.

Ryuen contacted Sakayanagi Arisu privately, but received only a cold, questioning response:

"If I knew his weakness, would I need you to find it?"

This made him even more irritable.

Sakamoto's posture, which he maintained at all times, was like an impenetrable suit of armor.

However, Longyuan did not come away empty-handed.

The person he sent to stake out the coffee shop brought back a name—Masumi Kamuro.

That purple-haired girl from Class A would appear at the café where Sakamoto worked almost every lunch break.

She sat in the corner, ordered a coffee, but her eyes kept following Sakamoto's figure.

This level of frequency and focus far exceeds that of ordinary students or customers.

There seems to be some special connection between her and Sakamoto.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Long Yuan's eyes.

Perhaps this Masumi Kamuro will be a breakthrough.

The atmosphere in Class 1B was sunny and positive.

Honami Ichinose stood in front of the podium, her long pink hair cascading over her shoulders, a warm smile on her face, organizing a class activity.

Under her leadership, the students in Class B demonstrated a strong sense of collective honor and mutual assistance, creating a harmonious and congenial class atmosphere.

However, sitting in the teachers' office, Hoshinomiya Chie, the homeroom teacher of Class B, had a hint of worry on her face that was hard to detect.

She has smooth, shoulder-length brown curly hair and a gentle demeanor.

Not long ago, during a casual chat among teachers, she learned by chance that some students in Class A had already mastered the core information of the "S System" and had even "sold" the information to other classes.

This news made Hoshinomiya Chie's heart sink. The S System, class points... these core rules are directly related to class ranking and resource allocation.

Now, at least two classes have obtained crucial information, while Class B remains completely unaware.

Even with an excellent leader like Honami Ichinose and the efforts of the entire class, given the severe information asymmetry, it's almost certain that the class ranking will be overtaken next month.

How could she not be worried?

She recalled that Honami Ichinose had once casually mentioned Sakamoto from Class A, speaking with admiration and mentioning his outstanding performance during the student council interview.

This stirred something within Hoshinomiya Chie.

The student in Class A who possessed and sold information about the S system...

Could it be this Sakamoto?

The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

She thought about the outstanding Ichinose, and her worries deepened.

Teachers cannot directly interfere in student affairs, let alone leak information about other classes to their own students...

This is the rule.

but……

Chie Hoshinomiya unconsciously twirled a strand of her brown hair with her fingertips.

Teachers shouldn't interfere with their own students, but they should look at the outstanding students in other classes.

...Surely that's alright?

Understanding the competition is also a teacher's responsibility.

She remembered Sakamoto, the man rumored to work at a coffee shop.

The sun was shining brightly over the weekend.

Hoshinomiya Chie changed into a comfortable casual outfit, her smooth brown curly hair casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a gentle and intellectual charm.

She pushed open the door to the shopping mall cafe.

The aroma of coffee wafts over.

There were quite a few customers in the store, sitting in twos and threes, mostly looking like students.

Her gaze swept quickly across the area and soon locked onto the figure wearing a black waiter's apron.

Sakamoto stood upright by a table near the window, smoothly placing a cup of coffee in front of a customer.

His movements were precise and elegant.

Hoshinomiya Chie chose a corner seat and ordered a coffee.

Her gaze fell on Sakamoto, observing the legendary freshman's every move.

Sakamoto seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head slightly, and his eyes, behind his black-rimmed glasses, calmly swept over her without lingering, as if she were just an ordinary member of the many customers.

A faint smile appeared on Hoshinomiya Chie's lips.

Sakamoto-san... let me see what's so special about you.

First Year Enrollment: Chapter 031: Hoshinomiya and Sakamoto

Hoshinomiya Chie picked up the cup full of coffee, a gentle and polite smile appearing on her face. She spoke softly, as if it were just casual conversation:

"Young man, your movements are very practiced. Have you been working here for a long time?"

Her gaze, with just the right amount of curiosity, fell on Sakamoto, like that of an ordinary customer satisfied with the waiter.

Sakamoto paused slightly, turned to face her, and adopted a natural posture.

His gaze, behind his black-rimmed glasses, calmly swept across Hoshinomiya Chie's face:

"Thank you for your attention, Ms. Hoshinomiya. It is currently working hours, please allow me to answer your question later."

Hoshinomiya Chie's smile froze for a moment.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the cup handle.

How did he know her identity? And why did he point it out so directly?

In her memory, she had never met Sakamoto directly.

Her attire and demeanor clearly indicated that she was just an ordinary, gentle adult female customer.

This Sakamoto... is indeed not simple.

Her probing was probably as transparent as glass in the eyes of the other party.

She quickly adjusted her expression, put on a gentle smile again, and nodded:

"Ah... okay, I'm sorry to bother you, you go ahead with your work."

Sakamoto nodded slightly, turned around smoothly, and continued his work.

As Hoshinomiya Chie watched his retreating figure, a turbulent feeling stirred within her.

In their first encounter, she not only failed to uncover anything, but her identity was also easily discovered by the other party, and she was left standing aside in a manner that was almost "politely expelled".

In another corner of the cafe, Masumi Kamuro also put down her coffee cup.

She sat in her usual spot today, her gaze following Sakamoto's figure.

Sakamoto's performance was as flawless as ever; his composure and elegance seemed to be ingrained in his very being.

The sense of security she felt from Sakamoto's formidable strength seemed to have solidified a bit more.

As she was about to get up and leave, her gaze inadvertently swept in the direction of Hoshinomiya Chie.

That lady with brown curly hair and a gentle demeanor...

Kamuro frowned slightly.

She seemed to have seen it somewhere.

They weren't students; they seemed to be a first-grade teacher.

But she couldn't remember which teacher it was for the moment.

The teacher was looking for Sakamoto.

Kamuro looked at the slightly stiff smile on Hoshinomiya Chie's face, and then at Sakamoto's calm departing figure.

It should be...nothing serious.

Perhaps the teacher is concerned about students working off-campus?

Without thinking further, she picked up her bag, got up, and left the coffee shop.

As soon as Kamuro disappeared from the coffee shop entrance, Ishizaki Daichi, sitting in an inconspicuous corner on the other side of the coffee shop, immediately lowered his head and began rapidly tapping on his phone screen.

With a roguish yet serious expression, he quickly sent a message.

The information is concise and clear:

The target has left the coffee shop.

On the second floor of the shopping mall, in front of the window of a sports brand store, Long Yuanxiang was casually looking at the sneakers in the window.

His phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took out his phone, glanced at the information on the screen, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

Kamuro Masumi... left the coffee shop.

well.

Long Yuan put away his phone, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.

He stopped looking at the shop window, turned around, and strode towards the door.

His steps were steady and powerful.

The bait has been cast and the net has been set.

Now, we just have to wait and see if Sakamoto, this unfathomable fish, will willingly swim into the trap he has carefully set.

Chie Hoshinomiya sat alone in a corner of the cafe, the liquid in her coffee cup already slightly cold.

Her mind kept replaying her brief exchange with Sakamoto.

The surprise and frustration of having her identity exposed had not yet completely subsided. She thought that Sakamoto's "I'll answer later" was just an excuse, and that she would probably have to sit here for a long time.

However, to her surprise, not long after, that tall figure reappeared at her desk.

Sakamoto had taken off his black waiter's apron and put on the iconic burgundy school uniform of Advanced Nurturing High School.

His well-fitting school uniform accentuated his tall and slender figure, and his gaze behind his black-rimmed glasses was calm and unwavering.

He stood there, upright and serene.

It was as if the image of that elegant waiter moving through the coffee shop was just an illusion.

At this moment, he was just a student who had come to keep an appointment.

A hint of surprise flashed in Hoshinomiya Chie's eyes.

You changed your clothes so quickly?

Work ended so quickly?

This subtle shift in occasion and identity deepened her confusion.

Sakamoto bowed slightly, his posture still elegant and poised, his voice clear and calm:

"Teacher Hoshinomiya, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. May I ask what you need me for?"

His gaze calmly fell on Hoshinomiya Chie's face, revealing her identity and purpose without any beating around the bush.

Hoshinomiya Chie took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

She put down her coffee cup.