1 The Start of an Exciting Life

Yawning in the early hours of a typical day, Rave left for his school with lethargic spirit.

'So boring... I'm not gonna die from being too bored, am I? Yeah, no, but this is just too boring,' Rave truly was concerned about that. Why has his life been so boring lately? Why didn't problems keep coming to him? 'Okay, that might not sound right, but still.'

Rave sighed. 'I want a girlfriend.' 

Quickly, he scratched his head. 'Where did that wish come from?' 

With such a random notion in his mind, he crossed the road. However, something odd approached the street as he did. 

One of the vehicles, a truck, was traveling at a dangerous speed. 'What's wrong with it?' Naturally, he was confused.

"—get out of the way...! The car's brakes aren't working!"

'Oh, that's why…'

The driver was in high spirits, constantly honking the truck and shouting warnings. 

True enough, the crossers would possibly be hit if they didn't get out of the way soon. It was still fairly far from Rave, so he could also avoid it with little effort. However, despite all that, he was frozen in place. 

"H-Hey, kid…! Quick!"

One of the workers warned him from the side of the road. He was the only one standing in the middle of the street by now.

He didn't listen, and instead broke into a smile. 'Heh, so what? Do I even have anything to lose?' Absolutely not.

Rave was nothing but an orphan, grew up in a particularly shitty orphanage. At some point, he somehow got away from the place, and lasted for a few years alone before getting adopted by some weirdo. He lived a "normal" life as a student for a short while, losing the person who gave him that chance in the process.

He hadn't expected life as a normal person to be this boring. He had the irrational desire to return to the harsh life in the city's derelict quarter, but he had figured it was out of the question.

The possibility of an exciting life was still open in the future, sure, but alas, patience was never in his dictionary. He has run out of it long ago.

Death is a mysterious thing, universally speaking.

He didn't fear it, but he did think to have as much fun as possible before confronting it. 'I didn't expect that there will come a time when I consider death to be great...' Rave mused, completely oblivious to the screams of the people around him and the truck that was speeding towards him.

Rave shrugged. 'If it's Truck-kun, maybe I'll be transported to another world. An interesting world! I'm still in high school, so the school setting. I want—'

***

He shuddered.

Quickly, Rave noticed that he was sitting atop something, complete with a small table to support his arms. His head was lowered, as he could make out a smooth wooden material underneath, with some sort of metal as the frame. 

Rave picked up his gaze. He could barely hide his surprise.

'This is Classroom of the Elite, right?'

There was no doubt about it. He recognized that classroom, and even more so, the students who filled it. He's thrilled. 'And this… is Class D, huh?' Rave instantly got disappointed. 'Why not Class C? That suits me better. Ah, well, whatever.'

Forgetting the horrible sensation of being crushed to death by a truck, Rave tried to look around.

He wasn't sitting in the Protagonist Seat, close to the windows, or right by the door. Well, he was sitting in the penultimate row, and the second row close to the door.

He was surrounded by the redhead Sudou Ken right beside the door, Sakura Airi the nerd beside the redhead, and two NPCs he didn't know the name of on the back diagonal to his left and right.

He recognized his other seatmate, Hasebe Haruka, with her big booba. He also knew that the man in front of him was Miyake Akito, and the two girls to his left were Satou Maya, a gyaru, and Matsushita Chiaki, an elegant lady.

"If there is no question, I will take my leave."

At the podium, Chabashira-sensei seemed to have finished announcing something. She is the homeroom teacher of Class D. A woman in her twenties with long black hair in a ponytail, a normally stern demeanor, and an appealing figure.

If he remembered correctly, this was the time when she explained the S-System, or whatever it was called.

[Crazed Lust System Activated]

"?" Rave arched his eyebrows. 'What?'

He rubbed his eyelids. 

The strange text appeared again in his sight, regardless of him closing his eyes.

[Your lust is extremely strong, and you'll go crazy if you do not treat it immediately.]

He furrowed his brow. 'I don't remember CoTE having this thing in the story... Did I get brain shock when I got run over by the truck? Is this all just an illusion?'

Rave tried to pinch his thumb until it bled a little, feeling the hot painful sensation without any problem. 'It doesn't feel like one...'

That meant that the thing calling itself the System was beyond CoTE's influence. 'Weird…' Well, the fact that he was transported to this world was already strange. He just didn't think much of it.

'...but wait a minute, why Crazed Lust…?' Rave mused. 'Sure, I'm a healthy young man, but I don't have the lust to be called crazed.'

Since he had lived in a not so nice neighborhood, he had heard a lot of dirty words from dirty people in the outskirts. He more or less knew what sex was. However, while he knew there was lust, he was never given the chance to release it. '...well, actually, that could be the whole reason.'

In addition to that, he suffered a great limitation to act as wildly as in the outskirts after being adopted by the freaky man. That must have bottled up his temper.

The person who adopted him didn't give him access to the internet. Although he was told by his junior high school friends— as far as shown online videos by them— he never knew how to enjoy them efficiently, thus came the impressive self-restraint. '...I'm slightly regretting my wish of transmigrating into a school story setting now.'

'Why not just Isekai'ed to an unruly world? That would be more liberal.'

[This system will help you to have a very high probability of interacting with the opposite sex.

Have sex with as many women as possible. The more risky, the better the prize!]

'What…' Rave was speechless.

[Would you like to see the 3 Main Selections of the Starter Pack?]

He's unresponsive for a while. 'Yes, I'd like to.'

[Your Starter Pack has 3 Major Selections, namely Basic Course Knowledge, Basic Martial Arts Knowledge, and Basic Cooking Knowledge. You can only choose one of them at the moment].

'Why would you call it a Starter Pack if the choice is only one in the end...?' Rave complained a bit.

Before he was able to do that, someone shook his shoulder. He snapped out of his odd state.

Turning to the side, Hasebe was giving him a slightly concerned look. "Hey, uh, Kuroshio-kun…? Are you okay?"

Kuroshio Renka. Yes, that was his full name. "Rave" was nothing but a nickname.

In response to Hasebe's inquiry, he gave an upbeat smile. "Of course! I'm very healthy. Don't I look it?"

She eyed him skeptically. "But you just pinched your thumb until it bled."

'...Right. I forgot I was in class.'

He didn't display his faults on his face. Rave, or Renka here, still wore the cheerful look of a fool. "I just wanted to verify something. A strange thing, but don't worry, your seatmate isn't a masochistic maniac, if that's what you're worried about." 

Hasebe just looked at him weirdly. "Sure, I'll settle down— if that is really true."

He chuckled. "I often lie, but you don't have to worry, this one isn't."

"You expect me to believe that after saying those?"

"Ahaha, of course not."

"Weirdo," Hasebe shook her head, but a faint, amused smile plastered on her face.

Renka examined his surroundings again, catching a glimpse of a girl spying him a little.

"I'll be leaving. Remember to participate in the opening ceremony thirty minutes after this."

Chabashira-sensei finally walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to buy?"

"Clothings, of course!"

"Let's go together!"

"Yeah!"

The students were in a cheerful state, clearly because of the 100.000 Yen given to them. 'What a pity...' Renka knew that it wouldn't last long, unless someone deliberately changed it, and he had no intention of doing that yet. 'And I better do some research on this weird System first, lest I lose myself. The Slave of a System? Yeah, no.'

One of the students stood up from his seat, rapidly catching the attention of most of the students. 'Hirata Yousuke…'

"Everyone--"

Shrugging, Renka paid him little attention.

He was indifferent to the introduction session he proposed, the numerous students unwilling to participate in it later on, and only focused on the System in his seat.

'...Basic Subject Knowledge, Basic Martial Arts Knowledge, and Basic Cooking Knowledge.' They are the optional choices given.

While Renka had no "official" martial arts knowledge, he wasn't someone you could pick a fight with lightly. Hitting and being hit weren't unusual for him. 'That said, further knowledge about it is welcome.'

His education wasn't the best either, though calling Renka stupid wouldn't be true. 'I just 'slightly' struggle in school subjects.' 

That left Basic Cooking Knowledge. He wasn't picky about food, and at first glance, it wasn't of much use to him. 

He didn't hesitate to choose that.

[Congratulations! You gained the Basic Knowledge of Cooking]

'Who cares about usefulness? Not me.'

Doing something new was never boring. As long as he chose his opponent here correctly, he wouldn't need Basic Martial Knowledge or even Basic Subject Knowledge with him.

He trembled momentarily as unfamiliar knowledge somehow inserted itself into his mind in a natural manner. '...That's some creepy sensation.'

He thought of something after a while. 'Is there any way I can get a gift like this again?'

[Sex with the opposite sex.]

'Figures…'

He fell into a stupor. He seriously consider a rape for a second. He wasn't particularly uncomfortable with forceful methods. However, he cared about how they would affect him in the long run. 'I definitely don't want to find myself suddenly thrown into jail because they report it.'

At some point, his turn for introduction had come. 

"You're up next," Hirata gazed at him with a good-natured smile.

Although he didn't pay much attention to his classmates' introductions, he noted a number of class figures that were of interest to him in the corner of his head. Examples were Kushida, Karuizawa, and the main character Ayanokouji himself.

"Sure," Renka stood up with vigorous gestures, a broad smile on his face. 'Well, for now, guess I'll just give them a great first impression.' 

First impressions are everything, after all.

***

Renka strolled through the school's corridor. It was after the opening ceremony.

He had gotten invitations to walk with a good number of people, and refused all of them subtly to get some time for himself. He had established a number of connections before that anyway.

He wasn't feeling the effects of Crazed Lust for now. Still, he figured it would come before long. 'The System mentioned the high possibility of interacting with the opposite sex…' He wondered how high that possibility was.

"Kuroshio-kun!"

'It happened sooner than I had thought,' Renka thought in surprise.

A girl from her class came up next to him, smiling cutely. Matsushita Chiaki. 

She is a girl with long straight hair, brown in color, and a gentle and adult countenance, which, honestly, gives Kuroshio the urge to be spoiled by her. 

"Are you planning to go to the convenience store?" She inquired.

Renka returned the smile. 

"Yep. Buying daily necessities and all. You too?"

She giggled. "Yes. Do you mind walking together with me?"

"Why of course. A beautiful lady is always welcome."

Renka smiled naturally.