My wife name is Erina Nakiri-Chapter 61 - 10: Ask Yourself if Youโre Worthy
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Private Hachiko Academy, formerly an aristocratic girlsโ school, was highly sought after by boys from other local schools due to the remarkably high quality of its female students. Boys from other schools would often try to confess their feelings after school. The Private Hachiko Academy student council absolutely detested this, leading to frequent conflicts between the student council members and these outside boys.
The moment a silver-haired girl walked out of the school gates, she was intercepted by a boy from a neighboring school.
"Natsukawa-san, I like you, please go out with me!" the rushing boy said, with a few others standing behind him cheering him on. A shy smile appeared on his face, making him seem a little timid.
"Iโm sorry, but I currently have no desire to be in a relationship," Masuzu Natsukawa said, glancing at him briefly and giving a very decisive refusal.
How annoying. Because of Private Hachiko Academyโs reputation, and knowing the high quality of the girls inside, boys from other schools were like bothersome flies, constantly harassing them. And Masuzu Natsukawa wasnโt someone who liked to live in the school dorms. One had to know that living in the dorms meant sharing a room with other girls, and arguments were inevitable. The less popular person could easily be subjected to cold, isolating behavior by the more popular ones. Masuzu Natsukawa had experienced this during middle school.
As someone who wasnโt good at managing interpersonal relationships, she found it very troublesome to deal with such situations, having to reject countless confessions every day. The best solution was to find a shield to fend them off. Unfortunately, she had failed. This made Masuzu Natsukawa extremely displeased.
"Hey, hey, boys over there, what are you doing?"
A tall woman with a red "Student Council" armband on her sleeve and a cold expression walked slowly towards them, her school-issue leather shoes clicking. In her hand, she held a dangerous-looking object, similar to a whip, used to warn others.
It was Mari Kurihara! The daughter of Private Hachiko Academyโs director, she was a woman whom boys from all nearby schools dared not provoke due to her terrifying aura and "brutal" behavior towards men. However, she was exceptionally protective of the female students in the school, preventing them from being harassed, which gave her immense popularity among all the girls.
She had an upright character and a perfect image. Her only flaw was that she tolerated almost no dirt in her eye; she punished mistakes mercilessly, like a cruel official described in history textbooks. And if a girl made a mistake, she would receive equally severe punishment at Mariโs hands.
"Itโs that old hag Kurihara! Run, brothers!" the male students still cheering on the "confession" quickly shouted. Mari Kuriharaโs judo skills were no joke. Once caught, the consequence was a severe beating. These male students scattered and fled, utterly spineless.
"Thank you, President!" Masuzu Natsukawa said with a smile.
"Donโt mention it. Youโre a new student, right? If you encounter any trouble in school, just come find me at the student council," Mari Kurihara said, glancing at her. "Be careful not to be deceived by these menโs sweet talk." She spoke with disgust.
At the school gate, Renz was walking into the school while on the phone. He saw the woman who had approached him inexplicably and a very fierce-looking student council member. Without a second thought, he automatically kept his distance. If the other person dared to approach again, he would simply pretend not to hear, acting deaf.
However, Renz still hadnโt figured out the criteria for the [Life Simulator]โs values. He only knew that upon first meeting, meaning simply acknowledging someoneโs presence, the value would generate from 0% to 0.0001%.
What was interesting was that Renz scrolled through the other branches of the entire life path. He actually found instances where values exceeded 0.0002% and 0.0001%, but these people hadnโt interacted with him in a long time, so he had to search his mind for a while to find them.
One was a girl he had a crush on in middle school back in his home country. Everyone, at some point in their youth, fantasizes about romance. At a certain time, in a fleeting moment, a side profile just strikes oneโs heart, and introverted people hide this vague feeling within themselves.
This girl he had a crush on had a value of 1%, but her data was quickly dropping; her percentage was continuously falling. More interestingly, another personโs value also remained at 1%, but this wasnโt someone Renz had a crush on. In fact, Renz had a very vague impression of this person, dimly remembering a student from the class next door in middle school who particularly liked to visit their classroom after school. And this studentโs value was also continuously falling.
Renz thought for a moment and understood. The fact that his crushโs value went up, and this person he had little contact with also went up, clearly indicated, without much analysis, that someone had a crush on him. Now, since he no longer had any crushes, the values were dropping.
In other words, the crucial determining factor for the [Life Simulator]โs life path trend was "male liking/female liking." This was the decisive factor.
So, as long as he didnโt like someone, wouldnโt it be difficult for their value to rise? Marriage, after all, required two parties. If one agreed and the other didnโt, it would be difficult to succeed. Unfortunately, the exact settings werenโt up to him, so he would have to explore them slowly.
Headache. He decided not to think about it anymore. Anyway, anyone whose value dared to climb, he would snap it back down.
While still deep in thought, someone gently patted his shoulder.
Renz turned around and saw Mari Kurihara, the directorโs daughter, the student council president, the "God of Judo," a formidable figure whose combat strength couldnโt be quantified but looked incredibly fierce.
"Iโm satisfied that you didnโt go along with them, but I donโt trust beings who think with their lower half. I hope you will obey the rules and laws in school and not do anything meaningless," Mari Kurihara said indifferently. "If I see you harassing girls in school, do you see that isolation dorm building?"
"That will be your destination," Mari Kurihara said in a warning tone.
In the distance, at the very center of the entire school, a dilapidated dorm building had been converted into a peculiar, prison-like structure used for confinement.
"Kurihara-senpai, have you ever been in a relationship?" Renz asked, looking at the data on his retina.
Besides the initial jump to 0.0001%, indicating that he and Mari Kurihara had acknowledged each other, there was no other progress. His first inference was correct. Verbal provocation wouldnโt affect the [Life Simulator]. Only substantive emotional changes and event transitions would increase the values.
"Are you looking for a beating?" Mari Kurihara glared at him.
The data on his retina even dropped further. Causing aversion could indeed lower the data. Another successful test of crucial information.
"No, I just wanted to say..." Renz revealed a sly smile. He held up his phone. "See the beautiful girl on this lock screen?"
"Allow me to introduce her."
"This is my girlfriend, and my future wifeโErina."
"So, Kurihara-senpai, donโt worry that Iโll harass the girls at school."
"Because, for everything, you need to ask yourself if youโre worthy."
"And clearly, the girls here are not worthy~"
I, Renz, a man who already has a wife, and youโre still bothering me with these โharassmentโ issues? After Renz said this, he felt as if he had chugged an ice-cold Sprite on a scorching summer day, so satisfying he almost collapsed.
Looking like a bunch of misfits, do you really think youโre beauty pageant stars? Are you worthy?
It was clear that Mari Kurihara was an extremely misogynistic and aloof woman. With that personality, she was destined to be a maiden till she died.
Renz had been stopped and lectured, and all his skills were itching for an outlet. He started by showing off the lock screen photo of the great tsundere, Erina.
Annoyed? Envious? Still worried about me harassing female students? Iโd be thankful if you all just didnโt harass me.
Mari Kurihara was stunned by Renzโs sudden outburst.
Which male student who enrolled after the co-ed merger wasnโt here for the female resources of the school?
This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
"Kurihara-senpai, as a newly enrolled student, I deeply understand how attractive my appearance is to you all, so please help me fend off the relentless pursuers from school," Renz said earnestly.
Although he didnโt like speaking in this tone, this was probably the style of high schoolers. Speaking this way could also solve a lot of trouble.
Since it could solve trouble, being a bit abstract in speech was fine. Great people donโt bother with trifles. Acting foolish when necessary might not be a bad tactic.
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