04 - I hit the Recycle Bin

At the end of the math class, my Intermediate Math Skill had gone up two more levels, reaching Lv 21!

For the first time in my life, I was a little disappointed when I heard the sound of the bell indicating that the class was over and that I would have to go to my room for the next class.

Fortunately, when I arrived at the biology classroom, the same Buff appeared, but this time with the focus subject being biology.

Just like the previous class, I also received a Biology Skill, but the Biology Skill was only Lv 16, as that was my worst subject.

By the end of the class, I managed to increase 2 levels of this Skill as well, reaching level 18, giving me 18% more ease with subjects related to Biology.

The next class was Physics, which did the same thing as the other two classes, then English, which also repeated the same thing.

Once break arrived, I was surprised to be disappointed that I couldn't stay in a classroom and learn.

'The System is really powerful, just being able to see my knowledge increasing like in a game, in addition to limited-time learning bonuses, made me want to study and learn…' I thought, surprised by this.

Arriving at the school canteen, as I had no interest in talking to anyone, I just grabbed my lunch and sat alone at one of the tables while reading on my cell phone about singing training and how I could practice to improve the quality of my voice.

While testing some singing exercises by humming with my mouth closed, the notification I was waiting for finally appeared.

[Sing Lv 1
Effect: +1% efficiency when training Sing, +1% chance that whoever hears your voice while you sing will like what they hear.]

'Great, not only does it increase the efficiency of my practice, which will increase the speed at which I improve, it will also increase the quality of my singing, making people enjoy hearing my singing voice more!' I thought excitedly as I continued training humming with my mouth closed using the technique I saw on my cell phone.

Once I got the Skill, it became slightly easier to perform the correct technique, which would certainly increase the speed at which I improved my singing even faster.

'Is there a music room at school?' I thought curious, since if there was a music room, the probability of there being a Buff while I train there is very high.

But considering how I was treated at this school, I'd better wait to improve my body a little more before going to a place like that, to avoid the humiliation that would probably come with it.

Even though I don't mind hitting anyone who talks shit to me, I knew that alone wouldn't solve all my problems, so the best way would be for me to just be patient while improving myself, even learning some fighting skills will be a lot useful.

In my previous life I really liked Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu because I watched MMA, but considering the practicality in a street fight, it's better to learn Krav Maga...

Putting this on my list of things I should learn, I went back to practicing my singing until suddenly I felt something hit my back.

Looking at what it was, I saw that it was a ball of paper.

If it was the old Noah, he'd probably ignore it and nothing would happen, but I wouldn't take any of that shit.

In my previous life I was the one who caused most of the problems at my school, now here I am going to accept that these little shits do something like that to me? Hehe.

Standing up from my chair, I looked at the little shit who threw the paper ball at me and laughed.

"Sorry dude, I tried to hit the trash can." He said while laughing, making his friends around him laugh as well.

Hearing this, I also laughed as I bent down and picked up the paper ball.

When I stood up with the paper ball in my hand walking towards him with a smile, he laughed even harder, thinking that I would be stupid enough to return this paper ball to him after he threw it at me.

But to his and his friends' surprise, when I got close enough to him with my hand outstretched to hand him the ball, I quickly reached for his throat with my other hand.

Shocked, he quickly tried to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, I took the paper ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

"My bad dude, I hit the trash can." I said while maintaining the smile and continuing to squeeze his neck.

Even though I wasn't that physically fit for my weight, my strength was still decently high, causing him to try to hit my arm to free it and I just ignored the pain as I kept my wrist extended across his neck.

When his friends realized what was happening, they also got up to try to separate me from their friend, but as soon as they got up I threw this little shit towards them and started walking away.

"Throw that ball at me again and see if I don't stick it in your other hole in front of everyone..." I said in a cold voice as I walked away from them.

Although his attacks hurt, comparing it to the pain I felt when I got into fights in my previous world, or the pain when my father hit me, it was nothing.

His friends intended to chase me to take out their anger on me, but when they saw that I wasn't afraid of them at all, they quickly chickened out and looked at the kid lying on the floor with a ball of paper in his mouth, waiting for him to say something.

"Black Whale, just wait and see if I won't kill you…" He said in an angry voice as he stood up and left the cantina, extremely furious at the humiliation he suffered from someone he considered easy prey.

I knew he would try to get revenge, but I didn't care. I could very well hit him harder here in the cantina, but considering the problems that would cause for me, and the high probability of me getting beaten, since they were three against one, there was no point in me trying to do anything here.

But considering the speed at which I would learn fighting techniques from System, depending on how long they would come for revenge I could beat them with my bare hands, but if they came sooner, I wouldn't mind walking around with an iron bar. In my backpack.

I never worried about fairness and honesty in a fight, as long as I was the last one standing, for me, anything went.

[+1 OF]

Now I was really surprised, could it be that just by imposing myself and trying to make people stop respecting me, does my Charisma increase?

Ignoring the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at me around me, I returned to where I was having lunch and continued practicing my singing skill.

Surprisingly, even though I trained for probably around 10 minutes, my Skill already rose to Lv 2.

'Probably the lower the level, the easier it is to level up the Skill, right?' I thought trying to understand how this worked.

Fortunately the physical changes that my Charisma increased changed in me were very few, and probably quite hidden beneath my fat, so no one noticed anything unusual about me when a stat received a point and increased 20% of my total stat.

-------- Olivia Commentary --------

As the school year had only recently started, Olivia, who had recently arrived at High School, had not yet seen Noah being bullied.

Olivia was sitting on the sofa with a shocked expression.

"Since I moved to this school, I had heard that my brother was a little bullied by his classmates, but I had never seen it happen…" She said a little sadly. "Today was the first time I saw it happen, but I didn't imagine it would get so scary when angry."

Looking around, Olivia commented. "If he reacts like this when they bully him, how come they have so much courage to bully him for so long? Aren't they afraid of dying? I really thought Noah was going to beat up that kid!"

Until at the end she smiled. "Even though he was scary, I have to admit, he seems like he became cooler after acting like that, I've never seen him like that."

-------- Commentary End --------

When I went back to my classes, people kept their distance from me even more, which was very good for me, which gave me more time to study alone and take advantage of the Buffs in the classrooms to increase the level of my skills as much as possible. my Skills.

I figured some teacher would talk about what happened at lunch, but maybe they knew what was going on with the old Noah and now that I fought back they just accepted it.

'What a shitty school…' I mentally sighed as I realized how bad this school was.

Considering that the neighborhood we lived in was one of the worst in the city, this wasn't surprising.

On the way back home, I noticed that Olivia was giving me a better look, like she had more respect for me after seeing what happened today.

Luckily she didn't tell our mother any of this, as I would have had a lot of trouble dealing with the 2 hour lecture she would probably give upon hearing that her son had gotten into a fight.

Arriving home, the first thing I heard was Ethan's request.

"Noah, you promised you would make my hair like yours, come on, help me cut my hair like yours!" He said excitedly as he ran around me.

Smiling, I nodded while looking at my mother. "How about it, can you help me?"

"Yes, I'll get the blunt scissors." She said as she ran into the house and grabbed the safest pair of scissors so I wouldn't hurt Ethan.

Olivia looked at this in surprise, but was starting to understand what I was doing.

Instead of asking my mom if I could do it, I just asked her if she wanted to help, which satisfied her Helicopter Mom mode.

This was going to be the first time I cut someone else's hair, which was easier than I imagined, since I had much more control of my hand to do something I was looking at directly than at a reflection in the mirror. .

Within minutes Ethan's hair looked exactly like mine.

He was like a mini me, only skinny and small.

"After you shower, shall we do homework together?" I said while ruffling my hair.

Hearing this, Ethan's eyes lit up, as he knew that doing his homework with someone was much easier, the problem was that his mother didn't have the patience to teach him, and the only one who liked it was our father, who took his time. a lot to get home.

"Yeaah!" Ethan shouted happily as he ran to the bathroom to shower and clean off the cut hair that was stuck to his head.

While Ethan took a shower, I went to our room and looked at my Manga collection.

'I think I can get about $80 if I sell all of this...' I thought as I decided to sell everything to buy a guitar.

I didn't like that kind of thing anymore, and it would just sit there collecting dust in my room, since my parents probably don't have the money to give me a guitar, I can get rid of it and get what I want.

The guitar is the only instrument I knew how to play in my previous life, so when I learned the Guitar Skill, it would probably come to a higher level, which would leave me with more time to practice my singing.

So while Ethan took a shower, I grabbed a bag and put all my manga in it.

As I finished quickly, I used the rest of the time to speed up my homework, which after I learned much of the content, became very easy to do.

I even gained 1 more level in mathematics and physics.

When Ethan arrived, I had already finished my homework and helped him with his, explaining with much more clarity and patience than the others had with him.

[Teach Lv 1
Effect: When teaching others, as long as you know what you are teaching, they have a 1% more chance of understanding what you are explaining.]

…

[Teach Lv 2]

…

[Teach Lv 3]

…

[Teach Lv 4]

By the time I finished helping Ethan do his homework, it had already been almost an hour, luckily the more the Skill leveled up, the faster Ethan was able to learn what I was explaining and he was able to do his homework more easily .

Even though it was only a 4% Buff, compared to the inefficient teaching method others used with him, this was already a much higher Buff than 4%.

-------- Ethan's Commentary --------

Sitting on the couch with a big smile on his face, Ethan was looking at the camera while holding his superhero notebook happily.

"Today my brother helped me do my homework… it was so easy!" He laughed happily as he opened the notebook and showed it to the camera. "It seems that the more he taught me, the smarter I became and I was able to understand what he explained easier!"

Looking around carefully, Ethan spoke softly. "Just don't tell my dad that I said that, since learning from my dad is also cool, it's just not as easy as with Noah."

-------- Commentary End --------

After Ethan went to play, I took the bag I put my Mangas in and went to sell it.