Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Accidental Rebirth: The Troubles of a Three-Year-Old CEO: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Takuto Kimura walked into his new classroom with heavy steps, his backpack stuffed with perfectly sharpened pencils, carefully labeled notebooks, and a self-designed five-year academic roadmap. Morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a glow across the spotless desks. The air was thick with the scent of fresh textbooks and the chatter of excited children."This semester, I must devise a flawless social strategy," he muttered, pushing up imaginary glasses. "Maintain optimal interpersonal relationships... but keep a low profile."His eyes swept across the room—then froze.Second row, by the window.A girl with twin pigtails, licking a lollipop and swinging her legs idly, waited for the teacher.Takuto's pupils contracted. His fingers loosened.The academic roadmap slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a smack.“Yama... Yamada Section Chief?!”The girl turned at the sound of his voice and gave him a sweet, innocent smile.“Just call me Miu~!”Time stopped.And in tha

Takuto Kimura stared at his lunchbox, tapping his fingers on the desk in a rhythm as intricate as Morse code. It was a strange habit he’d developed since reincarnating into elementary school—whenever devising a business strategy, his fingers would involuntarily tap out a “corporate cipher” that only he understood.“Today’s carrot portion looks unusually generous…” he squinted at the lunch his mother had carefully prepared. And then, like a wolf on Wall Street catching the scent of a short-selling opportunity, an exquisite plan for revenge took shape in his mind.Memories from his past life surged like a rising tide—his old boss, Section Chief Yamada, who once kept him chained to the office until ungodly hours, now sat beside him in the form of a pigtail-wearing little girl named Miu, sipping strawberry milk through a straw. Takuto’s fingers suddenly stilled. He turned his head slightly, stealing a glance at his former nemesis with the side of his eye.“A gift from the heavens,” Takuto

Takuto Kimura pushed up the imaginary glasses on his nose bridge, eyes locked onto the newly drawn “Bullying Supply Chain” diagram on the classroom blackboard.His notebook was packed with meticulous notes:Main Perpetrator: Takeshi Tanaka (Grade 5) – monopolizing the classroom violence sector for two monthsVictim: Koji Sato – represents a vulnerable demographic, lacking defense mechanismsAccomplices: 3 (functioning as subsidiaries)Revenue Model: Extracting tangible assets via intimidation—snacks, allowance, etc.“This is primitive predatory capitalism,” Takuto muttered around the pencil in his mouth.Then, his eyes landed on the girl beside him.Miu Yamada—his nemesis from a previous life, once the cold-hearted department chief, now casually humming while doodling smiley faces on her eraser.“Hey,” Takuto nudged her with his pen. “What do you think about Tanaka bullying Sato?”Miu didn’t even look up. “Survival of the fittest. Natural law.”“Ha! That’s exactly the kind of thing yo

Takuto Kimura stood before his LEGO model of the Tokyo Stock Exchange, hands on his hips, eyes gleaming with ambition. His “financial empire” was beginning to take shape. LEGO figures lined up to represent different institutions. The trading floor, made of bricks and imagination, featured a mini display screen taped with hand-drawn stock charts. A toy cash register played the role of the settlement system.But one problem still loomed:How do I make this system actually run?“Physical trades are too primitive,” Takuto muttered, stroking his chin. “I need a currency... something every kid will accept.”His eyes landed on a bowl of Skittles sitting on his desk.“That’s it!”Skittles—colorful, flavorful, easily divisible (even if no one really bites them in half), and most importantly—universally valued by children.Thus, the SnackCoin Monetary System was born.Currency Rules:Base Unit: 1 Skittle = 1 SnackCoinFloating Exchange Rate: Adjusted by supply and demand (e.g., if strawberry fl

To prepare for an emergency rate-hike meeting, Takuto Kimura had constructed an entire financial system using LEGO:--A main trading hall made from red bricks--An electronic display board crafted from shiny silver candy wrappers--Individual trader stations, each minifigure equipped with a miniature calculatorTakuto ushered all the LEGO central bank “committee members” into the meeting chamber using a LEGO police car. The meeting room—a circular hall built from multicolored blocks—was the centerpiece of his "Tokyo Stock Exchange 2.0," a project that had taken three full weekends to build and now occupied two-thirds of his bedroom. Even his beloved dinosaur plushies had been exiled to the closet for the time being.“Committee members,” Takuto intoned in a deliberately deep voice, pushing up the wire-rimmed glasses he had made himself, “we are now convening an emergency monetary policy meeting.”He had even put on one of his father’s old ties for the occasion. It trailed on the floor