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I’m an ordinary high school student.
My name is Kageno Kazuto.
I don’t stand out in class, and I’m what is called an introvert.
One morning, my ordinary life came to an abrupt end.
Bleep, beep, beep…….
I wake up to the sound of a rumbling alarm.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I searched for the phone on my bedside table and stopped it.
The sun was already shining through the cracks in the curtains.
It was supposed to be an ordinary morning.
Yes, until a strange display appeared at the edge of my vision.
–[Mother: 75/100]
“…..Huh?”
I couldn’t help but shout.
Even when I moved my gaze, that translucent display did not disappear.
It’s like a game status screen.
Am I still asleep?
No, but I can see it oddly clearly.
“Breakfast is ready !”
I hear my mother’s voice coming from downstairs.
I imagine it’s my mother, the owner of the voice, but the display is still the same.
[75/100].
Could this be….likability?
That’s ridiculous.
There is no way such a science fiction-like thing can happen in reality.
I must be tired.
I concluded and got up from the bed.
I changed into my uniform and headed for the living room.
Breakfast was already laid out on the table.
“Good morning, Kazuto.”
“…..Morning.”
I look at my mother’s face.
As expected, it shows [75/100].
Hmm, it looks like I’m not seeing it wrong…
Isn’t 75 pretty high?
I think it’s a reasonable line for a parent-child relationship.
“If you don’t hurry up, you’ll be late, you know?”
“Uh-huh.”
While bringing a piece of toast to my mouth, I look at the TV.
The newscaster’s forehead was displayed as [Anchor: 8/100].
Low ! Well, they don’t know anything about me, of course.
Then I looked at the female announcer and saw [Announcer: 12/100].
It’s a subtle difference……
Apparently, this is an ability to see the “likability” of others towards me quantified.
I have no idea why this ability manifested itself.
It was normal until yesterday.
After breakfast, I left the house as if running away.
Walking along the way to school, I observed the people I passed.
A businessman on his way to work [3/100].
An old man taking a walk [5/100].
Housewives having a well-wishers’ meeting [average 6/100].
Strange underclassmen in the same uniform [7/100].
Yeah, I knew.
Introverts like me, like stones on the side of the road.
An existence that will remain in nobody’s memory.
Likeability is like this.
It’s probably better that it’s not negative.
I was a little bit convinced.
Is this ability just to reaffirm my communicative and gloomy-natured personality?
If so, isn’t that too cruel?
I feel my self-esteem dropping to the bottom of the earth.
With heavy steps, I pass through the school gate and head for my shoe box.
There are some familiar faces here and there, but the likeability rating is still low.
[5/100], [8/100], [11/100] …….
Well, that’s about right.
I told myself that as I headed back to the classroom.
Unaware of the outrageous shock awaiting me ahead—.
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