Academy SP 〜An Ex-Mercenary Reincarnated as a Mob in a Gal Game. I Ditched My Bodyguard Job to Enjoy High School Life, but When the Ultra-Rich Heroines Were About to Get Killed, I Stepped In… and Somehow Built a Harem Powerful Enough to Control Japan〜 - Chapter 05

Chapter 05

A man stood at the podium.

Judging by his appearance, he looked to be in his forties or fifties—fairly young, all things considered.
Especially when you thought about the title of headmaster of this long-established, prestigious girls’ academy.

“Umm—new students, new students. Congratulations on your enrollment. I am Fukumoto Toshizou, the headmaster of Yushu Girls’ Academy.”

He gave off a slightly nervous air.

Ah—right. I remembered now.

Come to think of it, he had only become headmaster last year.
The previous headmaster had been his father, but he had passed away suddenly, and the son had taken over.

If I recalled correctly from the original story, Fukumoto-sensei had a personality that was easily swayed by others. The entire Academy SP system had been introduced due to pressure from both inside and outside the school—people insisting it was “absolutely necessary to protect the students and the daughters of the Four Great Conglomerates.” Unable to refuse, he had gone along with it.

As a headmaster, he was honestly a bit unreliable.

But at the same time, you could say that because of that indecisive decision, this story had even begun in the first place.

“—Once again, congratulations on your admission. I sincerely hope for your success and growth in the years to come.”

And with that, the headmaster’s long speech finally came to an end, and the entrance ceremony moved along.

Then—

I noticed a faint stir running through the crowd.

“Alright, they’re finally coming out.”

When I asked Wakita, who was practically glowing with excitement, what he meant, he stared at me in disbelief.

“Hey, no way, Yuuji. You’re telling me you don’t know? We’re about to witness their glorious presence, you know?”

“Glorious presence? Whose?”

“Whose, you ask… the young ladies of the Four Great Conglomerates, of course.”

Hearing that, I went, ah, as it all came back to me.

Right.

I had completely forgotten—this school had a pretty unusual tradition.

The top five students from the entrance exams would go up on stage and give a speech as student representatives.

“Now then, we will begin the greetings from the top five students of the Seitei 12 academic year. We will call your names one by one, so please come up to the stage when called.”

The staff member began calling out the names.

“First, in fifth place—Manabu Hirota-kun from the Academy SP (Special Police) Department.”

“Yes!!”

That sharp, energetic reply echoed through the gymnasium, making not only the refined girls but even the Academy SP boys flinch and stiffen their shoulders.

A huge guy sitting near the front stood up, and his folding chair rattled loudly.

“So that’s Manabu Hirota, huh. He’s way too big to be a first-year.”

Beside me, Wakita nodded along in admiration, while I desperately tried to remember who this guy was…

…Nope. Nothing came to mind.

Maybe noticing my confusion, my ever-so-helpful best buddy started explaining.

“Manabu Hirota. He’s the son of the Commissioner General of the National Police Agency.”

“Huh? Seriously?”

“Yeah. Judo, kendo, aikido—pretty much every Japanese martial art with ‘-do’ in the name. He’s been trained in them since he was a kid. On top of that, he’s smart too—he inherited that from his father, an elite police officer who graduated from Tokyo Imperial University. Brains and brawn—honestly, you could say he’s the student best suited for Academy SP.”

“Ohhh.”

…Yeah, still didn’t remember him.

He probably never appeared in the main scenario at all.

Well, he didn’t seem like someone important to the main story anyway.

“Now then, let’s put the sweaty guys aside for a moment… it’s finally time for the appearance of the daughters of the Four Great Conglomerates!”

Wakita looked practically giddy.

And it wasn’t just Wakita.

The Academy SP students, the roughly 150 new female students—no, even the parents seated in the back, and the teachers themselves, were all tense, or staring at the stage with the same look fans had when waiting for their favorite idol to appear.

“Next, in fourth place—Sara Hagoromo-san. Please come up to the stage.”

At the staff member’s call, a clear, bell-like voice replied, “Yes.”

The girl who slowly walked in from the right—

She had blonde hair tied into a side ponytail.

It was obviously dyed.

On top of that, her skirt was short enough to show off her pale thighs, the buttons of her uniform were undone down to the second one, exposing her chest, and she even had something sparkly wrapped around her wrist.

Yeah… her look was pure gyaru.

She was exactly the kind of girl you’d expect to see as a gal-game heroine.

“Oooh! So that’s Sara-sama of the Hagoromo Conglomerate! Man, what a provocative, completely unrestrained outfit!! And those boobs… no doubt about it, that’s at least an E-cup!”

Wakita was getting all fired up, analyzing her in a seriously creepy way—but it wasn’t just him.

That excitement quickly spread to everyone around us.

Some of the female students looked deeply moved, whispering things like, “So that’s a daughter of one of the Four Great Conglomerates…”

Some teachers frowned and muttered, “Isn’t that outfit against school rules…?”

And among the Academy SP boys, there were plenty of honest, unfiltered reactions that clearly showed their age—“Damn, she’s hot…!”

Either way, the moment she appeared, the atmosphere completely changed.

That was how overwhelming her presence was.

She had a flashy, gyaru-like look, yet she ranked higher academically than Manabu Hirota.

That alone made her stand out even more.

“Next, in third place—Ririko Aketo-san. Please come up to the stage.”

The next voice that answered carried a faint Kansai accent.

She had soft, medium-length black hair that gently framed her face.

With long, slender legs, she took one graceful step after another, giving off the air of a pure, elegant actress.

She came to a stop beside Sara Hagoromo.

At first glance, the two were complete opposites—but strangely enough, just standing together made for a perfect picture.

The gymnasium fell into an unusual silence, filled with a quiet, simmering excitement.

“I’m definitely on Team Hagoromo.”

“No way, Aketo-san is the only choice.”

Whispers like that rose from all around.

“Ahh… Aketo Ririko-san of the Aketo Conglomerate… Just looking at her is soothing. That refined, gentle aura is unbeatable. Her boobs are probably around a C cup, but honestly, that’s exactly what makes her perfect!”

…As usual, Wakita was only looking at their chests.

And seriously—stop giving me a thumbs-up like that. That was embarrassing.

“Next, in second place—Ayaka Kirishima-san.”

The reply from the student whose name was called rang out—clear, calm, and dignified.

But in the very next moment, it was obvious that the girls in the audience were the ones losing their composure.

“That’s Ayaka-sama!”

“How noble…”

“My, my, there’s no need to get so worked up. How unladylike… though she is wonderful.”

She had long, glossy black hair gathered neatly behind her.

With her back held perfectly straight, she walked onto the stage and stood there with a sharp, dignified posture that was strikingly beautiful.

“She’s got that Takarazuka-style popularity, I guess. Ayaka Kirishima-sama from the Kirishima Conglomerate is a master of kyudo and naginata, and she’s even won tournaments. When her photo from one of those competitions got published, she became famous among girls as someone you could really ‘support,’ apparently.”

“Huh.”

“‘Huh,’ huh? Yuuji, don’t tell me you don’t get her appeal! She’s got at least a D cup! And on top of that, she’s athletic, insanely skilled in combat arts, and stronger than most guys out there! Which means… her sex drive must be strong too!”

“Idiot.”

Right as I shot that down—

The final daughter of the conglomerates stepped onto the stage.

“And now, in first place—Suiran Kousaki-san.”

The moment I heard that name, my face lifted slightly.

A unique tension filled the hall.

Only her footsteps echoed, as if she alone ruled the entire space.

With a mature expression, softly full red lips, and bangs brushed aside to reveal a confident forehead, she walked forward, casually sweeping her hair back.

Then she stopped at the far left—

The seat of the top-ranked student.

“So that’s… a daughter of the Kousaki Conglomerate, huh… You know, she’s—”

“Yeah. The granddaughter of the current ruling party’s secretary-general, right?”

When I said that, Wakita’s eyes went wide.

“Ohh!? Yuuji-kun, you actually know your politics!”

“Not really… just basic stuff.”

“Well, either way, you could say they’re the most disliked conglomerate these days. The Kousaki family has produced more politicians than anyone else. Online, it’s all people talking about money and power whenever their name comes up.”

As Wakita nodded along, his gaze—of course—was fixed on Suiran Kousaki’s chest.

“F… no, could that be a G cup!? Ahhh, how blessed… how truly blessed…”

“…You’re embarrassing to stand next to.”

Honestly, being beside him at moments like this made me want to pretend I didn’t know him.

That said, even if I wasn’t anywhere near as bad as Wakita… I did have my own feelings about her.

The truth was—I had always been a Suiran Kousaki fan.

Sure, her looks were striking, but that wasn’t the main reason.

She had a different kind of charm—something deeper.

Well, hearing all this might make it sound like I’d just reunited with a long-lost crush…

But really, it was more like remembering, “Oh yeah, she was my favorite heroine back then.”

Even so, standing there and seeing the heroines from that old gal game in real life, I didn’t feel all that moved.

Well… I guess that made sense.

The person inside me was a grown adult—thirty-three years old.

There was no way I was going to feel any kind of romantic spark toward kids who were fifteen or so.

More than that, I realized something.

Games like gal games were way more fun when you played them in your teens—especially during that phase when emotions were at their messiest and most intense.

Playing them back then, you could really get absorbed.

Now?

Even if I played again, I probably wouldn’t be able to get as hooked as I used to.

“But still, among the Academy SP students, there’s no doubt he’s one step ahead.”

That was when Wakita suddenly said something like that.

“One step ahead? You’re talking about Manabu Hirota?”

“Obviously. He’s got the family background, the brains, and the strength. And he’s standing on the same stage as them right now. Out of all of us, he’s the closest to having the right to stay by their side as a bodyguard.”

“Hmm.”

…Yeah, that was probably true.

When I looked around, all the Academy SP students were staring at Manabu Hirota—some with respect, others with clear rivalry in their eyes.

It seemed the battle had already begun.

—The fight over who would get to sit in the seat closest to the daughters of the Four Great Conglomerates.

“Yuuji, so who do you actually want to protect? Judging by your face… don’t tell me it’s Kousaki-san!?”

“…Who knows.”

—No matter what, my second youth had just taken its very first step.

The entrance ceremony came to a smooth close.

The new female students, the Academy SP students, and even the daughters of the Four Great Conglomerates all began their new lives, hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and anxiety.

As for me, I planned to live purely as a mob, completely unrelated to the original route, and enjoy my youth to the fullest.

All the troublesome stuff? I figured I’d just leave that to the protagonist, Amagaya-kun.

…Or at least, that’s what I thought at the time.

Back then, I had no idea.

That my fate had already started to go wildly off course—

All because of my encounter with Wakita.