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After chatting a bit with Megumi Kato, Andrew had a strange look on his face as he continued observing his classmates.
That guy with the dead-fish eyes, chatting with the cute boy sitting behind him—don't tell me that's Hachiman Hikigaya and Saika Totsuka?
And that slim, cute girl with the ponytail… could she be Mori Summer, aka Dekomori?
Just how many anime female leads are in this class?!
Andrew's gaze kept wandering until it finally landed on Mahiru Shiina.
The girl was sitting properly at her desk, her long golden hair practically glowing.
She had that perfect honor student vibe, making her look like she was sparkling.
Even from behind, she was mesmerizing.
Andrew couldn't help but recall those intimate moments they had together—the softness, the sweetness...
Sensing someone staring, Mahiru instinctively turned around—only to lock eyes with Andrew.
Her body trembled a little, and she quickly turned back around, avoiding eye contact.
Just like Andrew couldn't forget that night… and the second round the next morning…
Mahiru couldn't forget either.
After all, those were her first and second times.
Needless to say, the memory was burned into her mind.
Her cheeks slightly flushed, Mahiru gently patted them to calm herself down.
Anyway, she wasn't planning to interact with that scumbag Andrew in class.
He could just sit by himself!
Andrew took note of her reaction but didn't mind it at all.
Like he always said—she wasn't going anywhere.
It was understandable that she didn't want to talk to him at school.
After all, Mahiru Shiina was the class angel. Almost every guy was drawn to her kind and approachable nature and wanted to date her.
Thanks to her smarts and looks, Mahiru had become the most dazzling girl in class.
If people found out she was already Andrew's woman, he'd definitely be the target of the entire class's wrath.
Not to mention, Mahiru would be drowning in rumors and gossip.
So Andrew didn't really plan to get too close to her in public anyway. He figured he could always cuddle her when they got home.
Besides, if this little angel confirmed they were dating, how was he supposed to go out and contract other powerful followers?
Trying to build a harem without enough strength or money? That's just asking to end up like Makoto Itou, the famous "scumbag" who got stabbed with a kitchen knife.
Even though Andrew now had crazy healing powers and wouldn't die from a stabbing, he still felt it was best to play it safe.
"..."
After class, a bunch of girls—including Yui Yuigahama—happily gathered around Mahiru Shiina.
"Shiina, you didn't come to school yesterday. Are you feeling better now?"
"Yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks for asking."
Mahiru smiled at her classmates. That perfect smile on her adorable face—honestly, it was impossible to resist.
"If you ever need help with anything, remember to tell us, okay?"
Even someone like Yumiko Miura, who usually acted all proud and aloof, showed concern for Mahiru. That just showed how popular she was in class.
If everyone knew that their beloved class angel had been "bullied" by Andrew—and had even slept in his arms—he'd definitely get beaten up by the entire class, boys and girls alike.
"Got it. Thanks, Miura."
Mahiru smiled and nodded, casually glancing in Andrew's direction.
From his perspective, her expression seemed a little smug.
"See? I'm super popular. If you try to mess with me here, you're screwed!"
That's probably what her look meant.
But Andrew had zero intention of messing with her in class.
Why bother causing her trouble at school when he could just secretly snuggle with her at home?
She already belonged to him, after all—so of course he'd pamper her.
Yeah, Andrew was a scumbag. A demon, even.
But he had principles. And a sense of responsibility.
If she was his girl, then it was his job to protect her.
Before anyone realized, the whole morning had gone by.
What annoyed Mahiru a little was that Andrew, that jerk, didn't talk to her at all—he just stared at her from time to time.
Worse, he kept checking out other girls with that pervy look in his eyes!
She didn't know why, but seeing him ogling other girls made her feel... weirdly uncomfortable.
Of course, Andrew wasn't just staring at girls. He was also thinking about the plot of his light novel.
He was planning to keep writing during lunch and try to finish Volume 1 as soon as possible so he could submit it to a publisher.
In this world, you couldn't get by without money.
And right now, his funds were tight.
Even though he'd gained the power of a demon, all he really had going for him so far was insane healing—he was just a meat shield. Best not to get too reckless.
He hadn't encountered anything dangerous yet, but he had a gut feeling this world wasn't as simple as it looked.
Just the name of the school—Seijo high Academy—sounded like a red flag.
If he wanted to live a happy and fun life later on, he'd better start slowly forming contracts with followers and gaining more power before thinking about anything else.
It was already noon.
Andrew hadn't packed lunch, so he bought a sausage and a discounted piece of bread from the convenience store, then went back to class and started eating with a miserable look on his face.
He only had 200,000 yen left. Once he paid rent, he'd barely have anything left. He had to be frugal.
In this world, his backstory was that he was an orphan. Before regaining his memories, he'd just been working part-time jobs to survive.
Money was always tight.
Even though the driver who hit him had paid for his hospital bills, most of it was already used up.
Hospitals were stupidly expensive—didn't matter what world you were in.
Of course, sitting in class eating a sausage also served another purpose:
To look pitiful in front of Mahiru Shiina.
Why was Mahiru so insanely popular in the Otaku world and nicknamed "Angel"?
Because of her super sweet and caring personality—she had the kind of girlfriend energy that would pamper her boyfriend into a spoiled mess.
Andrew wanted to be pampered into a spoiled mess by Angel Mahiru too.
Soon, Mahiru came back to class after washing her lunchbox. The moment she saw his "lunch," her pretty eyebrows furrowed.
She couldn't help walking over and asking in a crisp voice, "That's all you're having for lunch?"
Andrew looked up at her calmly and nodded.
"Yeah. Problem?"
"…No. No problem."
Mahiru replied stiffly, then quickly turned around and went back to her seat.
She was weirdly annoyed.
She couldn't just stand by and watch.
This guy—how could he treat lunch like such a joke?
He's a guy, for crying out loud. He used up so much physical energy. Didn't he know how to take care of himself?
Thinking about why he used up so much energy made Mahiru's cheeks turn bright red.
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