I really don't want to open a harem here Chapter 1: Fuck

"Host, you stand at a pivotal juncture; this is fate's divergence; your chosen path dictates a vastly different future."

"You are about to embark on a journey to a new world, commencing a fresh existence.

Will you opt for the genuine two-dimensional realm or a deceptive imitation? Make your choice—"

Mu Xiaoxiao had never for a moment envisioned meeting his end beneath the wheels of a truck, let alone obtaining the legendary Goldfinger.

As the entity spoke of commencing a new life in an unfamiliar world, wasn't this essentially time travel, entwined with the allure of two-dimensional dimensions?

This scenario felt like a long shot.

Remarkably, there were two possible pathways.

"Are there truly options?" he pondered aloud. "It must be the authentic two-dimensional world."

It's only natural for a young person to make such a selection when lacking further information.

As for the fabricated two-dimensional dimension, who could possibly ascertain if it wasn't a bizarre and unsettling place?

Clutching the system within his grasp and anticipating a new beginning in the vibrant anime worlds, he had already started painting a picture of his future.

Then...

He was deceived.

"Congratulations to the host for making a choice; the distribution of initial gifts will now commence."

[Ding, the host's act of defiance has been recognized.

As a mere mortal, you dared to challenge the established order,

At fate's crossroads, you eschewed the comfort of a stable, peaceful existence, choosing instead to venture into a realm of chaos and embrace personal peril!

The host has earned an S rating for this decision and shall receive the following rewards:

"Skill Points: 20."

"Skill [Foretelling Eye]"

The system's pronouncements were indeed captivating, yet the young host, mesmerized by his surroundings, scarcely registered their significance.

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Ah, the breeze.

Ah, the cityscape.

Ah, this resplendent sky, ablaze with the hues of a fiery sunset!

"I have genuinely transmigrated to another world," Mu Xiaoxiao declared, opening his eyes and touching his face.

The sensation of pain brought no distress, only an overwhelming sense of euphoria.

Standing atop a building, the wind whipping at his clothing, with the playground spread out below, the cityscape bathed in the dying light, and a scattering of club members and students visible...

'But why am I at school, dressed in an unfamiliar uniform? Could it be a soul transmigration?'

He fumbled in his pocket for his phone, but his student ID card came out with it, tumbling to the ground with a distinct 'pop'.

Startled, he bent to retrieve it.

'Student ID Card'

"It bears my name..." Ah, so this was part of the system's initial welcome package.

The phone was his own, and his name remained unchanged on the ID, but the addition of a student status was new.

Beyond this newfound identity, the system's generosity extended to linguistic proficiency.

Having been Chinese, he found himself effortlessly comprehending the Japanese script.

Of course, these details were secondary.

He then retreated to a secluded spot and summoned his system.

Examining its functions, he perused the system's records displayed on the data interface.

In addition to the provided gifts, there were triggered system rewards.

'It hasn't even been five minutes since I arrived in this world, and I've already received an S-rank reward... Without any prior preparation, could it be that I possess the aura of a protagonist?'

He contemplated this seriously.

Being a protagonist is akin to commencing a legendary journey,

Protected by the protagonist's halo, vanquishing antagonists, assembling a harem of heroines, and living a truly magnificent life.

'It's just that the system mentioned this world is a kind of chaotic place—what could that possibly mean?

Why does it elude my understanding?'

Furthermore, this troublesome system had the audacity to reward him for his choice, labeling him as a mortal daring to challenge the world.

Why would a protagonist ever oppose the world itself?

Aren't they typically shielded by the world's will or some similar protective force?

Mu Xiaoxiao scanned his surroundings in bewilderment; there was no sign of any impending apocalypse.

Gazing at the tranquil environment,

Suddenly, an ominous premonition washed over him...

A deeply unsettling one.

"This other school—I've never heard of it before."

The unfamiliarity of the institution cast a pall over his burgeoning excitement.

Shouldn't the system have granted him student status at a renowned anime high school, perhaps Sobu High or Shuchiin Academy?

After all, he had selected a two-dimensional world, hadn't he?

An anime world where he could be the system-wielding protagonist, build a harem, and achieve the pinnacle of life, just as he had fantasized moments ago, right?

Regardless, perhaps he would encounter characters from popular anime within this very school.

"I'll take a walk around the school grounds."

Mu Xiaoxiao finally surveyed the deserted rooftop, turned, and departed.

He still seemed oblivious to the gravity of his current situation.

The empty hallways, the silent classrooms... everything appeared disconcertingly normal.

Upon reaching the first floor, he located his shoe cabinet and proceeded to exit the teaching building, making his way towards the school's rear warehouse.

However, as he neared the warehouse,

Mu Xiaoxiao detected an unusual situation.

The area was secluded, devoid of any other individuals.

Yet, he could discern voices engaged in conversation.

"What exactly is your meaning?"

"Nanao, it appears you're not giving my words much weight; I've articulated my position quite clearly..."

"Coach Tougou, I've long been aware of your disreputable conduct and your propensity to harass female students within the school. It seems these rumors are indeed true."

These words were spoken by the girl identified as 'Nanao', whose head was covered by a baseball cap. Her attractive features were contorted with anger as she confronted the man before her.

"As the coach responsible for the baseball club..."

"I am indeed the coach of the baseball club!"

The individual named Tougou interjected, emphasizing his statement,

"My sole intention is to uphold the club's regulations... Dating is strictly prohibited within the baseball club."

"However, Nanao, you and Katase were engaged in a clandestine meeting right here... This constitutes a clear violation of the club's rules. That young man, Katase, actually dared to defy the club's regulations despite being a mere freshman. Is there an issue with me excluding him from the main selection?"

"Katase and I have only just arrived, and nothing has transpired between us yet."

"That is solely because I am present,"

Coach Tougou remarked condescendingly, gazing down at the young woman.

(Coach Tougou, whatever—perhaps his name will fade from my memory in subsequent chapters, or I might alter it to Togo.

And perhaps I'll resort to placeholder names for the male characters...

Such as Ugly Bastard 1, 2, and so forth.

And various descriptions like 'yellow hair', etc.

Therefore, please disregard these details.

In the realm of hentai, especially NTR hentai, such characters are rarely given significant attention.)

"Nanao, you wouldn't want to see Katase expelled from the main selection squad, would you?"

"You--"

Akane Nanao's face turned ashen, her demeanor anxious; the expression beneath the cap's brim shifted as she trembled slightly and voiced,

"What is it you intend to do?"

"I shall provide you with Sexual Guidance."

"This predicament has arisen because you enticed that young man.

To prevent your desires from spiraling out of control as they did earlier,

I will impart a method for you to release such pent-up urges through sexual education.

Following my guidance, your curiosity towards the opposite sex will dissipate, and you will cease your attempts to seduce others.

Isn't this the flawless resolution? What are your thoughts?"

"Coach Tougou! You!"

"Are you contemplating defiance against me?"

"..."

Mu Xiaoxiao, concealed behind the wall and observing the unfolding scene, was utterly astonished, nearly dropping his jaw to the ground.

He had genuinely not anticipated witnessing such an event—blast it, the opening move was dramatic!

Damn it, this is far too intense, isn't it?

Wait, why do those two individuals appear so familiar?

Drawing upon his extensive experience, Mu Xiaoxiao meticulously sifted through every nook and cranny of his memory, and upon identifying the individuals involved,

His expression underwent a radical transformation.

"Fuck, shit!"