Chapter 274.2
Chapter 274.2. Holy Rice Crackers
-Masatoshi’s POV-
The two of us, lost in silence, were completely unaware of the warm gazes from our surroundings.
However, there was always soone to break the ice, and we were soon pulled back into the conversation.
“Hey, hey, let’s eat curry! Curry!”
“Huh? Curry? Oh, it’s curry. Co to think of it, I noticed a good sll coming from Mion.”
I told Mion that I had noticed the scent of curry. It was starting to make hungry.
The young boys around us started to get excited, their eyes shining at the thought of a feast. Other kids in the vicinity also began to buzz excitedly, realizing the sa thing.
“Hahaha, well, that’s Masatoshi for you! I got a ssage from soone important today, telling to welco you, so we’ve got curry. Let’s eat!”
For so reason, Mion burst into laughter, but had I said sothing strange? Why were the girls giving such pitying looks?
Well, it was probably so silly joke, so I focused on the food instead.
“Oh, I’ll have dium spicy, please.”
“There’s no difference in taste.”
Since Sena-san wasn’t with today, I felt more at ease, sitting back and speaking confidently.
“All right then. I’ll prepare it for you! Sothing good seems to have happened today, so…”
“Sothing good did happen! Fhahaha!”
And so, the curry was served on a plate, along with a side salad. The sll of curry filled the cafeteria.
“Hmm, it looks quite delicious. I’ll praise you after I taste it.”
“Then let’s dig in!”
“Curry, curry!”
“Yum!”
Despite my earlier praise, she completely ignored and started eating. Co on, this was supposed to be a mont where everyone paid attention to .
“Hey, don’t ignore . I was going to explain why I’m here to everyone, rember?”
“Since it’s Masatoshi, it’s probably just a boastful story, right?”
“Uh, well, maybe not?”
While eating curry, I was silenced by Mion’s comnt and pouted. Damn, she saw right through .
But I had a secret plan. After all, this Masatoshi-sama possessed the cheat-like power of a reincarnated individual.
“Well, you see, I had my butler buy a cake for .”
“Hey, everyone! Let’s listen to Masatoshi’s story!”
Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, and they all fell silent, focusing their attention. Talk about an attentive audience.
“Well, it’s not a big deal, but you know… It’s only natural for . Do you want to hear it?”
“Hey, soone! Go and get the cake from the butler.”
“At least let brag a bit!”
Mion quickly turned against , and I protested hastily.
“Okay, okay. I’ll tell you about the cake.”
I had a smug expression and a cough to make sound more dignified.
“You know… I was chosen as a participant in the school’s martial arts tournant. Pretty amazing, right? And I’m in the Free Class, no less.”
That’s right, both Shin and I were selected as participants. We were the only two in the Free Class.
In the original story, only Shin was in the Free Class. There was an event, but a mob character obstructed the protagonist and won it.
Masatoshi never would have been chosen as a participant in the Free Class.
.
However, as a reincarnated individual with god knowledge of this world’s setting, I used that knowledge to sneak into the Free Class like a protagonist.
I eagerly anticipated the applause and admiration from everyone, but they simply exchanged glances and didn’t seem particularly impressed.
“What’s the martial arts tournant?”
“Huh? You guys don’t know about the martial arts tournant? You see it on TV, right? They have float board races, dungeon conquer ti trials, and tournants.”
“Oh, that thing. But isn’t that usually for adults?”
Mion snapped her fingers in recollection, realizing that she had assud it was an event for adults. Indeed, it was unusual for middle school students to participate. In the original story, it took place in high school…
“Well, it’s because I’m exceptional! There are only two of us in the Free Class!”
“Oh, congratulations!”
Finally, Mion and the others clapped their hands, nodding in satisfaction as I continued.
“It’s during the sumr break. You guys can co and cheer this Masatoshi-sama on if you want. Fhahaha. Oh, and I’ll treat you to a vacation. I’ll cover the hotel and al expenses.”
My words silenced everyone, and I looked around anxiously. Maybe saying they could co and cheer on was too presumptuous? But it was my big mont. I just wanted them to be there.
As I considered changing it to a more polite request, everyone suddenly burst into excitent.
“Yay! A vacation!”
“How many nights are we staying?”
“I’ve never been on a trip before!”
The word “vacation” had taken them by surprise, leaving them montarily speechless. I felt relieved.
“Thank you, Masatoshi. But is it okay? It must be a lot of money for everyone, right?”
“For , it’s pocket change. In return, make sure to prepare a banner and wear happi coats. Shout your hearts out while cheering for .”
“Understood, understood. We’ll give it our all when cheering for you! It’s my first trip ever!”
Mion jumped up with joy, flashing a radiant smile.
They probably couldn’t afford vacations at the orphanage. I felt a bit embarrassed by their enthusiasm.
After all, my noble entourage consisted of jackals. I had wanted a regular cheering squad. With jackals, they casually requested things like engagents and marriages, and I wanted to avoid that.
For now, I had secured a cheering squad. I decided to stop worrying and enjoy the laughter.
The sacred rice cake powder scattered on the floor was of no concern to him.
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