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Before long, I was the best both in academics and sports.

Before long, I was surrounded by people trying to take advantage of .

It's not like I worked that hard.

Even though we learned the sa things at the sa ti, I had the ability to learn much better than the others.

Surprisingly, that's almost a necessary condition to becoming popular here.

Popularity is a talent.

Ever since I was a child, I had the talent to beco popular.

Of course, I do know that not everyone likes .

I'm sure the guys who consider their rival especially hate .

I don't care, though.

Leaving good and evil aside, I was happy as long as people saw as a popular person.

Such is my life as a popular person, unchanged all through primary and middle school, a dazzling road.

Still, I have been unable to shake off the strange sense of discomfort I feel from ti to ti.

A sense of discomfort with no answer.

In a life without even the slightest discomfort, that feeling alone always remained in my head.

A sense of discomfort that remains even after being accepted by and controlling everyone.

I decided not to care about it, though.

As long as I can continue being popular, this feeling of discomfort or whatever it is doesn't matter.

That's what I thought.

However, things completely changed when I enrolled in high school.

I could no longer ignore this feeling of discomfort swelling up in .

Horikita Manabu.

That man a year above had the respect of all those around him.

He was much more dazzling and intelligent than , and had a certain conviction on top of that.

Then, another man who had a different type of talent than Horikita Manabu showed up under .

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

He is very different and has a cocky attitude, but his ability is undeniable.

My accomplishnts aren't inferior to theirs.

Along with the feeling of discomfort, sotis, I think about it.

Is my ability truly the real thing?

Or, am I a naked emperor who was simply not ever blessed with a good opponent?

I can't stop thinking about that.

That is the true form of my feeling of discomfort.

So, I have to bring things to a conclusion and get rid of this feeling.

I have to defeat Ayanokoji, and prove that I am the most talented.

If I don't———

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Translated by Ani Anyway

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