Class B Classroom.
"That's the specifics of the situation. Each class is ranked according to points. The highest is Class A, and the lowest is Class D."
Ichinose Honami looked at the points for each class on the blackboard with a vexed expression and collapsed dejectedly onto her desk, a perfect pair of curves almost spilling forth.
"So it really was like this. I still had a tiny bit of wishful thinking before we received the points."
"Ahaha, so Ichinose already knew about it?"
Class B's horoom teacher, Hoshinomiya Chie, stood at the podium, her face glowing with a flush that showed, at a single glance, she'd certainly had plenty to drink the night before.
"Ugh!" Shiranami Chihiro, sitting in the front row, pinched her nose. "It stinks..."
"No wonder Honami-chan told us before that we should pay attention to class discipline." Amikura Mako suddenly saw the light. "As expected of Honami-chan."
"Yeah, as expected of little Honami."
Amikura Mako's words drew agreent from the Class B students, who all nodded in succession.
"Not at all. I just happened upon it by chance." Ichinose Honami scratched her cheek with a finger and waved a hand at her classmates.
Kanzaki Ryuji sat composedly in his seat, staring intently at Class A's score up above, and muttered to himself, "To achieve this score... it absolutely couldn't be done by self-discipline alone. That ans Class A discovered the truth about this school far earlier than we did and took action." Closing his eyes and recalling the conspicuous figures in Class A, Kanzaki Ryuji opened his eyes. "Was it Katsuragi?"
"Oh, right," Hoshinomiya Chie smacked her own head. "Because the school's promise of 100% advancent and employnt only applies to Class A. So, everyone, you'll have to work extra hard."
The cheerful atmosphere in Class B ca to an abrupt halt.
"EEEEHHH?!" The whole of Class B was shocked simultaneously.
"Hm?" Hoshinomiya Chie blinked, puzzled. "I thought you all already knew."
"Isn't this fraud, Sensei?" Shibata So stood up in disbelief.
"Yeah, how can they do this?!" The Class B students chid in.
After all, the biggest reason they had co to this school was precisely this. And now, suddenly, they were told that the school would only honor that commitnt for those graduating from Class A...
Kanzaki Ryuji rubbed his temples with a headache. "I just knew the school wouldn't be this generous."
"These are the school's rules. The teacher can't do anything about it," Hoshinomiya Chie said dismissively in the face of the students' doubts, smiling cheerfully. "If you want that privilege, work hard and climb up to Class A."
"Everyone..."
Ichinose Honami patted her own cheeks and stood up to face the entire class.
"From now on, let's all work hard together and graduate from Class A in three years!"
"Honami-chan..."
"I'm so glad I'm in the sa class as you." One of the girls threw herself onto Ichinose and said, deeply moved.
"Yeah. I'm so glad I'm in the sa class as all of you."
A smile blossod on Ichinose Honami's face. The glory of the Great Angel shone upon Class B once more.
...
Unlike the harmonious atmosphere of the Class B classroom, Class C, on the other hand...
"Hmph! So this is the ga they're playing? This school just got a little bit more interesting." An arrogant yet slurred voice spread throughout Class C.
Ryuen Kakeru propped his legs up and dropped them onto the desk with a loud clatter, casting a sidelong glance at the Class C students.
"You heard that, you pieces of trash. If you want to graduate from Class A, then obediently follow my orders. I'll take responsibility for leading you to thoroughly crush the other classes!"
His words sounded considerably impactful—if it weren't for the fact that his head was swollen like a pig's, the bruises on his face hadn't yet faded, and his whole body was covered in wounds...
Class C fell silent for two seconds. The next mont, a tidal wave of abuse surged towards him.
"Are you kidding ? Isn't the one who's turned the class into this ss precisely you, picking fights and stirring up trouble every single day?!"
"You want us to submit? In your next life! Or do you want to fight all of us again?"
"A shit-flinging king wants to lead our class? Did you eat so much of that stuff that your brain got clogged?"
"Right now, people from other classes are still laughing at our Class C for producing such an unprecedentedly disgraceful piece of garbage. You, as our leader? Our class would stink for thousand years!"
At this mont, Class C's stance was unprecedentedly unified—there was absolutely no way they would let this Restroom War God lead the class.
The veins on Ryuen Kakeru's face bulged out one by one. He forcibly suppressed his rage. "I already told you, I don't like that shit-flinging crap. I asked Albert. He wasn't the one who did it. Soone is clearly framing !"
To think, he, the great Ryuen Kakeru—in the past, when had he ever needed to explain his actions to others? He bullied n and dominated won. There was nothing he wouldn't do. If anyone didn't submit, he'd just conquer them with violence.
He never would have imagined that the thod which had never failed before would et its Waterloo here at Advanced Nurturing High School. One careless move—his sneak attack failed, and he fell right into the enemy's trap instead.
And then soone posted it online and cyberbullied him!
This was definitely a preditated trap. Yet his explanations were useless. When others saw what he'd done, they rely clapped and laughed uproariously, cursing loudly:
Serves you right!
"Who cares about you?! When you were ambushing Albert, why didn't we see you holding back? And now that soone posted it online, you cry foul?"
"Get lost! Trash like Ryuen Kakeru! If you had any sense, you'd just drop out yourself. This class doesn't need you! Even if we fell all the way to Class D, we still wouldn't need trash like you to lead us!"
"Yeah! Get lost! Trash!"
"Then just watch," Ryuen Kakeru sneered coldly. "I'll be waiting for the day you co begging ."
As long as you still want to graduate from Class A!
...
As for the heaviest weight class of all, Class D...
"You lot are defective goods, utterly worthless."
Class D's horoom teacher, Chabashira Sae, braced both hands on the podium, looked down upon the entire class with contempt, and issued this declaration with a light laugh.
"Tardiness, absences—total of one hundred and eight instances. Private conversations during class, or instances of cell phone use—a total of four hundred and fifty-one tis."
"The end result is that you've coughed back up all the 100,000 points you should have rightfully received. That's all there is to it."
The entire Class D classroom was stunned into dead silence by Chabashira Sae's words.
"Wait, Sensei, I don't rember you—"
"Does this kind of thing, which even elentary schoolers know, needs to be taught by again? If that's the case, you might as well drop out and go back to elentary school." Chabashira Sae coldly cut off the words of Class D's central figure, Hirata Yosuke.
"Using 100,000 points every month without any restrictions—anyone with common sense would know that's impossible, right? Did you really think the school was run by your family?"
"..." Sakayanagi Arisu, sitting in a corner and watching this scene with great interest, maintained her usual elegant smile.
"Take a look."
Chabashira Sae pasted the poster onto the blackboard.
"Even the worst Class C still retained over 20,000 points. But you—you were the very first to gamble away all of your own value."
"How can this be? Why do the other classes have points? If this keeps up, I won't even be able to survive!" Ike Kanji, who had been silently listening, suddenly shouted.
The other students of Class D also let out a chorus of wails.
Quite a few students, their complexions dark and grim, scrutinized the information revealed on the poster—the gap in points was arranged far too neatly.
Noticing the students' expressions, Chabashira Sae revealed a delighted look.
"Now do you understand why you were placed into Class D?"
"Wasn't it just randomly assigned?" Yamauchi Haruki loudly challenged. "I'm this outstanding! Could there possibly be any other reason?!"
"No! You are the lowest class. There is absolutely no doubt about that. The current results also perfectly demonstrate that the school's class placent was entirely without error."
Having said this, the sound of Chabashira Sae's slow, deliberate clapping spread throughout the class.
"But, I must say, you are truly impressive. Losing all 1000 points in the very first month of enrollnt... even I have never heard of a class like that before."
In the lower left corner of the classroom, the aloof, dark long-haired beauty, Horikita Suzune, was gripping her chanical pencil so tightly it creaked. She had been recording Chabashira Sae's words the entire ti, trying to find the pattern behind the point deductions.
"Why is it like this? This school is a scam! I won't accept this outco!"
"Then how am I supposed to get by next month? I've long since spent all my points."
"Why was I placed in this class? The school must have made a mistake!"
At this very mont, the students of Class D had already descended into utter chaos.
"However, there's no need for you to worry about a lack of points," Chabashira Sae's smile turned kind.
"Could it be that the school will give us so kind of relief funds or sothing?" Hopes rekindled in the eyes of quite a few students.
"That's great! I knew the school wouldn't abandon us!"
"Because if this had been the official exam, eight of you would already be on your way ho."
The voices that had just begun to cheer abruptly cut off, as if the pause button had been pressed. All that remained was the ticking of the clock on the wall...
Chabashira Sae was not about to let up. She continued by taking out another poster and pasting it onto the blackboard, pressing her advantage.
"What's the aning of this, Chabashira-sensei? This is no joking matter!" Hirata Yosuke imdiately stood up, his chair scraping back with a sharp, grating sound.
"What? Didn't I ntion it? This school stipulates that if you fail even a single subject on a midterm or final exam, you will be expelled."
"Incidentally, the advancent and employnt you all hope for can only be realized by graduating from Class A."
Chabashira Sae pressed on relentlessly, continuing to batter Class D with everything she had.
...
Twenty minutes later.
"Now then, do your best to struggle on here. I have finished explaining the relevant rules. If you have questions, please co to the faculty office to find ."
After dumping a massive heap of information onto the Class D students in one breath, Chabashira Sae, as if having vented a bellyful of rage, strode off refreshed, her high heels clicking away, leaving behind a Class D in complete disarray.
Curses, wails, and shrieks rang out continuously in Class D, like a chaotic, noisy marketplace.
Even so, a few students still maintained a surface-level calm.
"Hmph, hmph, still as beautiful as ever." The man nad Koenji Rokusuke sat in his seat, holding a hand mirror, stroking his own face with infatuation, as if the farce just now hadn't drawn the slightest bit of his attention.
Horikita Suzune set down the notebook in her hands, her face cold, and walked out of the classroom without a word, heading towards the faculty office.
During all this ti, Sakayanagi Arisu remained seated in her spot, not uttering a single word, quietly observing the reactions of the Class D students.
Looking back on this past month, the chess pieces she had her eye on all seed to have sothing seriously wrong with them. She had originally thought they were just ordinary flaws; she never imagined they would be this severe. Now, she could only start looking for so new candidates.
One month ago.
Faced with the heavenly surprise of 100,000 points, in order to test the abilities of the students in the class, she had subtly given so hints to the chess pieces she'd had her eye on.
For instance...
"I hear this school is funded by the governnt. Giving out 100,000 points a month sure is generous..."
"Hmph-haha, isn't that only to be expected, lady girl? Could it be that you think soone as beautiful as is inferior to a re 100,000 yen?"
"..."
Or...
"Would you like to invite to lunch? However, I'd like to try the school's free Mountain Veggie Set al, because I've seen quite a few students eating it."
"Eh? Lots of students are eating the Mountain Veggie Set al? Then... I'll go eat it too. Sakayanagi-san, please guide later."
"..."
Alternatively...
"The clubs at this school all seem quite impressive. Most of them are the kind that can win top prizes at major competitions."
"Of course they are! After all, soone as passionate about basketball as has appeared. You might not understand, but once you fall in love with a sport, it's very hard to stop."
"..."
And also...
"The students in Class A are truly excellent. I hear quite a few of them have already started attending cram courses."
"That only shows they have enough self-discipline. Cram school—if you work hard enough yourself on a regular basis, there's absolutely no need for it."
...
Summing up the results of her efforts:
What the hell are you blabbering on about? I don't get it at all!
After round after round of talking at cross-purposes, facing one Class D student after another who were utterly imrsed in their own worlds and couldn't be pulled out, Sakayanagi Arisu's initially fragile heart seed to have toughened up by a few degrees.
"Sakayanagi-san."
A coquettish voice pulled Sakayanagi Arisu back from her reminiscence to reality.
A girl with her jacket tied around her waist, wearing loose socks, and her face done up in gyaru makeup, ca over to Sakayanagi Arisu's desk.
"Good day, Karuizawa-san. Is there sothing I can help you with?" Sakayanagi Arisu maintained her usual elegance.
"Well, you see," Karuizawa Kei pressed her palms together, "actually, I spent a little too recklessly before, and now I have no money to eat. So, Sakayanagi-san, could you possibly lend so points? Just 5000. Please."
"Isn't Karuizawa-san Hirata-kun's girlfriend? Given your relationship, surely he would help you, wouldn't he?"
Karuizawa Kei spoke evasively, "Because Yosuke's still got other things to be busy with, you know."
"He's not being a very attentive boyfriend, is he? It seems to that I rarely ever see the two of you together outside the classroom. Don't you go on dates very often?"
Karuizawa Kei gave a couple of dry laughs, her eyes darting about shiftily. "Yosuke just has way too many friends. He doesn't have the ti. It can't be helped."
"Is that so..."
Sakayanagi Arisu's eyes flickered. She smiled and nodded, taking out her phone. "Of course."
With a ding, Karuizawa Kei, having received the points, gleefully ran off towards the next female student—to borrow another 5000 points.
The very next mont, before Sakayanagi Arisu could even put her phone away, the group of gyaru who followed in Karuizawa Kei's wake surged forward like a tide.
"Um... Sakayanagi-san, could you please lend 5000 points too?"
"I-I only need 3000 points."
"Sakayanagi-san is so adorable. You'll definitely help us, right?"
"..."
At that mont, the heart that had just been tempered and toughened by a few degrees began to pound with violence once more.
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