Chapter 14: The Kazoo Master of A Class
Of course, even if Kaguya had a smartphone and was chosen as a Player, in that mansion of hers that resembled a castle, where her every move was monitored, becoming a Player there would be like starting on hell difficulty.
Asagiri could feel it. From the moment Kaguya entered the classroom, the atmosphere had become strangely heavy. Students who had been chatting excitedly just moments earlier, looking forward to their first day of high school, were now completely silent, as if echoing the old saying: dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing a heavenly being.
"It's so quiet it's annoying."
Just then, Asagiri, sitting in the corner of the classroom, suddenly took out a small, mysterious object from the satchel by his desk. It was only slightly longer than a ballpoint pen, with a ring at the top.
"It's too quiet. Let me play a tune for everyone."
All the students in the classroom, including Kaguya, turned their gaze toward Asagiri.
"That instrument is…"
Before Kaguya could recall its name, a loud, ridiculous sound echoed inside Class A.
"Doo~ doodoo~ doodoodoo~"
Everyone froze.
What… what kind of bizarre instrument was that?
The tone was muffled, occasionally bursting, and carried a strange sense of humor. Just hearing it made people want to laugh. It felt abstract, absurd, and completely out of place.
Yet Asagiri played with absolute seriousness. And despite how odd it sounded, the melody he hummed through the instrument was catchy—so catchy that combined with the ridiculous tone, it became strangely memorable.
"Kazoo?"
Recognizing the sound, Kaguya finally remembered the name.
The kazoo was a simple, ancient instrument. Anyone who could hum could play it with almost no practice.
But… why?
Kaguya had no idea why the boy in the corner suddenly decided to play the kazoo.
Was this supposed to be a performance?
Just then, a middle-aged female teacher wearing a suit skirt and gold-rimmed glasses walked into the classroom.
Kaguya expected Asagiri to stop playing when he saw the teacher.
Instead, he played even harder—like someone had pressed a double speed button. The tempo soared.
"Doodoodoodoo~~~"
Kaguya felt speechless. How did he get so enthusiastic playing that?
After nearly a minute, Asagiri finally lowered the kazoo. Facing the stunned looks of the class, he calmly stood, placed a hand on his chest, extended the other, and gave a graceful bow like a musician at a concert.
"A kazoo version of 'Shape of You,' for everyone."
The teacher, who had remained silent, pushed her glasses slightly and spoke in a flat tone.
"Utsunomiya, have you finished playing?"
"I'm finished."
"Good."
She nodded lightly, looked around the room, and began speaking.
"My name is Ashikaga Miwa. I teach Japanese language. Starting today, I will be the homeroom teacher for Year 1 Class A. You may call me Ashikaga sensei or simply Teacher."
"Let me begin with something unpleasant."
"I have a strict personality and my classes are strict. I know many of you come from wealthy families, but I will say this clearly. At Private Shuchiin Academy, in my class, I do not care about your parents' positions or your backgrounds. I only evaluate you based on your abilities as students and as independent individuals."
Hearing her firm tone, every student shared the same thought.
Are we… just moving on like nothing happened?
The boy who played the kazoo a minute ago—was that going to be ignored just like that?
What kind of logic was this?
Can handsome people really do anything?
Kaguya however had a very different thought.
He had publicly played the kazoo in class, delaying the start of lessons, yet this strict homeroom teacher did not reprimand him at all. She even confirmed he had finished playing before starting her introduction.
Did this boy have a powerful background?
No. If such a person existed in their grade, Hayasaka would have already reported it.
Moreover, the name the teacher addressed him with…
Utsunomiya. Could he be… Utsunomiya Asagiri?
Kaguya knew that name.
She remembered the moment she saw the entrance exam results for Shuchiin Academy High School—when she saw her own name in second place.
And the name in the first place.
Utsunomiya Asagiri.
"So it was him…"
Kaguya glanced at Asagiri, who sat in the corner looking out the window with a distant expression. A complicated feeling rose in her heart.
She did not mind losing. Sometimes she even intentionally lost to others.
In her view, losing for strategic purposes was not shameful.
But there was one exception.
Academics.
In studying, Kaguya Shinomiya never wanted to lose.
"Now then, let us begin self introductions."
Ashikaga sensei scanned the room, her gaze stopping on Asagiri.
"Utsunomiya, please begin."
"Okay."
Asagiri did not hesitate. He didn't stand up either. With a relaxed smile, he began speaking.
"Utsunomiya Asagiri, sixteen years old, transfer student."
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