I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 1 The Beginning

April is the season of cherry blossoms, and the cherry blossoms in Tokyo fall later than those in Kyoto. Fujii rode a brand-new bicycle and slid down the ramp. His technique is good, and he can maintain his balance with his hands free.

The school uniform of white shirt and black suit jacket, although there is no logo on it, but the residents in Hachioji City know that it is the uniform of Hachioji High School, a high school with a good deviation value, his only remaining family member uncle Takuma Amami suggested the school he chose when he transferred.

The scattered cherry blossoms have a different flavor than the scenery seen in Huaguo in the previous life. Fujii has occupied the body of this outstanding boy for three years. Before that, his parents died in a car accident, leaving him in the second grade of middle school. Being raised by the mother's younger brother, because the father is an orphan and has no other relatives, what a convenient setting.

Name; Fujii tree / fujii itsuki
age; 17/26
Strength; 1.11 (average of 1 for adult males)

Constitution; 1.07
Agility; 1.15
Intelligence; 1.26
Charm; 1.31
Free attribute points; 0.07
Skill;
Painting; LV3/35%

Literature; LV3/94%

Driving; LV2/67%

Cooking; LV3/21%

Judo; LV2/11%

Skills below LV2 have no free attribute point bonus or are too few, so they are not counted.

His golden finger, the standard benefit of thousands of traversers, can be displayed in the retina as long as he calls for assistance in his heart, and only he can see it.

As long as he does professional matters related to proficiency, Fujii can improve his free attribute points. In the process, he will also reward a small amount of attribute points that cannot be allocated to improve his physical fitness.

His painting skills were honed with the blessing of his uncle, the artist in the house, and it was also the chance for him to discover his golden finger half a year ago.

"Tree, the construction period is too late, why don't you paint it?" asked a voice.

"Tree, building is a waste of time, I'll teach you, and you can draw some for me, please!" Put your hands together.

"Shu, I've finished the line draft, give it to me next week." He arranged the task confidently.

Later, my uncle even asked him to draw the idea, but Fujii categorically rejected the idea. Now Fujii will help him occasionally for the sake of Fukuzawa Yukichi (the head of the [-]-dollar banknote in the island country). No more free labor.

At the end of the ramp, there is a straight road that passes the gate of Hachioji High School. Today is the second week of the first semester. He transfers at this time, so he doesn't have to attend the meeting to welcome new students, ok!
"Yoko, look, handsome guy!"

"Where is it? Really! Ah, so handsome!"

A high school student in the same attire on the side of the road, someone pointed at Fujii tree, he is used to this, originally this body, the charm was around 1.25, after he added it to 1.31, the appearance has reached the same name of the movie [Love Letter] , the young man who can read a book quietly behind the curtains raised by the white gauze, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is one in a million.

Park the bicycles under the plastic canopy in the school. The ratio of bicycles to electric mopeds or motorcycles is close to one to three, which may be related to the hilly terrain of Hachioji City. Climbing up and down hills is a bit strenuous for boys, let alone girls with weak bodies up.

He found the office of the second-year high school teacher, and there were several teachers sitting in it. Among them, the young female teacher who was busy arranging the lesson plans in the corner was Miyagi Wakika who had met a few days ago. He came from the Department of Literature of Imperial University, and he was able to act as the head teacher in less than two years, which is rare in the island country that pays attention to the progress of seniority.

"Excuse me, I'm Fujii who just transferred here. Is Mr. Miyagi here?"

Knocking on the door politely, all the teachers in the office turned their heads to look. The early morning sun shone on the 1.7-meter-high boy. Temperament breaks into the hearts of viewers.

His body is a little thin, his shoulders are slightly narrow, the finger that knocks on the door rests on the door, the pads of the slender fingertips reveal a healthy red color, his face is always calm and kind, like the beautiful boy in the painting, in the dream The White Prince.

"Hi! Good morning, Fujii-san." Miyagi-sensei, who was wearing a beige western-style dress, got up and took the lesson plan.

"What an exaggeration!"

"Is it a beautiful boy? Is it Johnny's entertainer?"

"Like the heroine of the TV series, did you have plastic surgery?"

"Ueno-sensei, don't speak ill of others behind their backs! Behavior is prohibited!"

In the silent office just now, there were discussions among the teachers. The male teachers were probably jealous and suspicious, while the female teachers were more excited.

An older, balding, middle-aged man propped his chin with his hands, and stared at the noise in the office through his white glasses. A gust of wind blew through the strands of hair on his head. He opened the drawer and put on the wig as a A math teacher, he has always been extremely calm, so he would not gossip with those young people.

The house number of Class [-] and [-] was right in front of me, Mr. Miyagi went in first and said a few words to the students inside, and then said to Fujii who was waiting outside.

"Come in, Fujii-san."

He nodded, carrying a shoulder bag, walked to the podium, bowed, and read his self-introduction.

"Hi everyone, I'm Fujii Ki, I transferred from a high school in Kyoto to our school, please give me your advice!"

Before he picked up the chalk and wrote the name in Chinese characters on the blackboard, the students below started whispering.

"Fujii tree? Is it the Fujii tree in the love letter?"

"Really? Is it a prank show on a TV station? It must be an unknown artist!"

"Quiet!" Teacher Miyagi suppressed the discussion in the classroom with a loud voice. Fujii wrote his name neatly, and was assigned to the third-to-last seat by the window in the classroom. It was an empty seat prepared for him in advance.

The students did not find hidden cameras in the classroom, and there were no staff with cameras in the corridors. They gradually accepted the fact that Fujii was an ordinary classmate. The first class today was Mandarin, and their second and third classes were specialized in liberal arts. For key classes, the average deviation is around 70.

"Everyone turn the book to the fifth page. Last time we talked about..."

Miyagi Wakika's pronunciation is very standard, she can almost be an announcer, and she can work as an acting head teacher and main subject teacher in Hachioji High School. Her teaching level will not be inferior to other teachers because she is young. Probably this is A genius among teachers.

After class, Fujii's desk was full of girls with mobile phones, chattering and a little noisy.

"Fujii-kun, can you add LINE conveniently?"

"Fujii-kun, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Fujii-kun, what kind of sports do you usually like, we can go and cheer you up."

Adding these girls' LINE one by one, Fujii's social avatar is a small tree half the height of a person, and the ID name is also a very common "a tree". As for what sports he likes, he looks out the window and is about to go to the gym The male student who played football in class, said it casually.

"Football, but my level is very low and I may disappoint everyone."

On the other side of the classroom, Tatsuya Suhara of the school football team, after hearing the term in his mouth, a look of disdain flashed across his face. Before Fujii Shu came, the most popular boy in the class was naturally the main force of the school football team , He has a strong body.

Now, his powerful enemy has appeared, and he actually wants to challenge him on the strength he is most proud of.

The day's classes end soon. After school at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the island students in high school either go to cram schools for further study or participate in club activities. They are otaku who refuse to do anything. If they are normal in other respects, You may even be ostracized and isolated.

Fujii chose to be a otaku, and under the reluctant eyes of the girls, he rode a bicycle and drifted away. It seems that he is not lucky to be isolated.

"Hoohoo!"

Some struggled to climb up the high slope. Half a year before the Golden Finger was activated, Fujii Shushang was a sick and weak boy with only 0.6 to 0.7 in various physical indicators. His heart was aging faster than ordinary people. After reaching a certain point, it can be added to the life span. Now he only has three years left in his life, not nine years.

On the way home, a sporting goods store on the side of the road had a string of black and white checkered footballs hanging in the window facing the street.

"[-] yen?"

He stopped in front of the window, saw the special price tag on it, and opened the door to enter. The store manager inside was a literary man with long hair. In addition to sporting goods, the store also sold all kinds of guitars and basses.

"Jack's online payment, is it possible?"

Fujii pointed to the special price football, the bottom one was a bit yellowish.

"Of course, one thousand and four hundred yen, thanks for your patronage."

"I want the bottom one, [-] yen."

Fujii started to bargain, and the manly store manager glanced at the almost-forgotten ball, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

"Ding ding dong!"

The wind chimes at the door of the store swayed again, and Fujii took the football in the net pocket with satisfaction, put it into the woven basket in front of the car, and rode back to a house built in Kitanodai-cho, Hachioji City, Tokyo.

His house is a three-story building with a single-story area of ​​[-] square meters. There is a well-kept garden in the front yard and a large open space in the backyard. There is a cherry tree in the middle, and the trunk has grown up. The thighs are thick and thin, and the pink cherry blossoms flutter and fall into the soil, which is in line with the unique aesthetic sense of the island people.

He untied the football in the net pocket. He had never been in contact with this kind of sports. He tried to imitate the players on TV. He bumped the ball with his right foot, and the light ball was thrown high. His feet clicked, he lost his balance, and fell to the side.

"Football: LV1/1%, gain 0.01 free attribute."

Not surprisingly, Fujii heard the prompt sound of the golden finger. The skill level of LV1 is equivalent to that of amateurs. For LV2, it is probably an amateur with certain experience. After upgrading to LV3, the improvement speed will drop sharply, but the level of LV3 is already He is a professional, he estimated that LV4 looks like an expert, although his highest literary skill is only LV3/91%.

(End of this chapter)