A Certain COTE Slice-of-Life Player! [1] & Synopsis

As a “normal high school student” from China, An Xiao had always felt that ever since his unreliable parents dumped him at Advanced Nurturing High School in Japan, his “youth” had veered onto an even more baffling road—and then broken into a dead sprint down it.

Seriously, is there something wrong with Japanese high schools? It’s either political scheming or solving things with fists, with every kind of trick imaginable coming one after another. Can’t you people just study properly and stop thinking about stirring up trouble all the time?

I just want to get through high school peacefully, calmly, and leisurely!!!

In short, this is the story of an occasionally ridiculous slice-of-life player who accidentally wandered into a crowd of PvP players.

“Mom, are you really not going to reconsider? I’m telling you, this school feels seriously sketchy!”

“This isn’t some kind of pyramid scheme pretending to be a school, right?”

In front of the clean, imposing campus gates, students stepped off the buses one after another and made their way into the school. Only one black-haired boy stood still at the entrance, speaking into his phone in a rather helpless tone.

“Relax. Your mother already looked into it. This school is very famous in Japan, you know, and it even has government backing. You’re just overthinking things.”

“But…”

“No buts. All right, that’s enough. Your father’s hurrying me along. Go enjoy your high school life for the next three years! Your dad and I are going traveling too~”

BEEP.

The boy opened his mouth, then closed it again. Staring at the now-dark screen in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched, but in the end, no words came out.

They’re sick of me, aren’t they? Those two are definitely sick of me.

They just dumped me in Japan for high school like it was nothing.

An Xiao rubbed hard at his slightly throbbing temples, then toyed with the phone in his hand for a moment before finally handing it over to the teacher checking students in at the gate.

How can a school like this even exist?

Looking at the words “Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School” written in Japanese on the school gate, An Xiao once again concluded that his mother’s decision had been completely unreliable.

Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School was famous in the outside world for its excellent facilities and teaching resources, as well as its 100% higher-education and employment rate. On top of that, only students who had been recommended and passed the school’s strict screening process were eligible for admission, and the school operated on a closed-campus three-year education system.

Not only that, the school also promised not to charge any tuition or special fees, and would cover all living expenses for students during their enrollment, requiring parents to shoulder none of the costs.

An Xiao looked up at this “unique” school. The information he had found online beforehand drifted back through his mind, and the more he thought about it, the tighter his brow furrowed.

While An Xiao was standing there in a daze, a bright, energetic girl’s voice suddenly came from behind him.

“Excuse me, are you having some kind of trouble?”

An Xiao turned around and saw an orange-haired girl standing behind him with a smile on her face.

“My name is Kushida Kikyo. I saw you standing there without moving, so I was wondering if something had happened.”

“Huh? Oh, no. I was just thinking about something.”

Realizing what he must look like right now, An Xiao scratched his cheek a little awkwardly.

“I see. Still, you should keep an eye on the time. The entrance ceremony is starting soon.”

The girl named Kushida Kikyo lifted the watch on her wrist, showing An Xiao the current time.

“Right. Thanks… I’m An Xiao, a student in Class 1-B.”

“Class B, huh? I’m in Class D. If I ever come by your class, make sure you introduce me to your friends, okay?”

After saying that, Kushida jogged a few steps ahead and waved at An Xiao before running off toward the school.

She’s right. I’m going to be stuck here for the next three years anyway, so what’s the point in overthinking it? I might as well take things one step at a time.

An Xiao let out a soft sigh and decided to stop dwelling on it. He glanced at the time and saw he still had plenty to spare, so he took the enrollment guide the school had sent out in advance from his backpack and wandered around campus, familiarizing himself with the place.

When it was about time, he headed to the gymnasium for the entrance ceremony.

By the time An Xiao arrived, the students of Class B had already been divided into two lines by height, one for boys and one for girls.

After making a rough comparison, An Xiao simply stood at the very back of the boys’ line.

No sooner had he settled into place than a boy in front of him, who looked extremely bright and cheerful, turned around and greeted him with a smile.

“Hey there. I’m Shibata So. Welcome to Class B.”

An Xiao was momentarily taken aback, but he quickly recovered and introduced himself as well.

“I’m An Xiao. I’m a student from China.”

And so, the two of them chatted on and off until the school officials went up onstage, bringing their conversation to a stop.

Perhaps entrance ceremonies were more or less the same at every school, especially when it came to speeches from the administration. They were all full of empty, meaningless talk. Still, because of his suspicions about this school, An Xiao listened here and there, though at most he only noted what the Student Council President looked like.

In the end, he did not gain any useful information.

After listening to that whole heap of meaningless drivel, An Xiao was already feeling rather dazed. His head bobbed up and down drowsily until Shibata patted him on the shoulder and snapped him back to reality.

He followed the crowd to Class B’s classroom, found his seat according to the nameplate on the desk, and then collapsed onto it like a puddle.

Back row by the window—the seat of kings.

Feeling the faint coolness coming from the surface of the desk, An Xiao finally began to recover from his muddled state.

He blinked hard, shifted the cheek pressed against the desk, then switched to propping his chin on it instead, idly observing the classmates who would be with him from now on.

As An Xiao was passing the time like that, a girl with straight pink hair and exceptionally delicate features suddenly turned around from the seat in front of him. Seeing An Xiao sprawled across his desk, she froze for a moment, but quickly smiled and said, “Hello. It’s nice to meet you. My name is Ichinose Honami. I’ll be sitting in front of you from now on.”

“I’m An Xiao…” An Xiao sat up and repeated the self-introduction he had given Shibata earlier.

Come to think of it, how many times have I introduced myself today?

Why do I feel like I’ve been introducing myself constantly ever since I came to Japan?

An Xiao silently grumbled to himself.

T/N: A COTE TRANSLATION WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?????????????? also no changing the mc’s name! they are from china! frick you if ur racist!

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