Classroom of the Elite, but Diary-Style Chapter 53 53: — Judgment Day

Novel: Classroom of the Elite, but Diary-Style Author: willofD1923 Updated: Jun 16, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 53 53: — Judgment Day from Classroom of the Elite, but Diary-Style, a Comedy novel by willofD1923.

May 1st.

Judgnt Day.

Ever since reading the diary yesterday, Horikita Suzune hadn't slept well all night.

She had insomnia again.

It had been a long ti since she last suffered from it, yet this long-lost sleeplessness strangely felt familiar to her body.

Dark circles quietly staining her eyes.

Her head drooping.

Blurry vision.

A hazy mind.

…She herself didn't even know how she had made it to class.

But class still had to go on.

No matter what happened, class still had to go on.

That was a student's duty.

"Hey, hey, Ken, did you get your money?"

"What's wrong with this school? Didn't they say it'd be a hundred thousand?"

"I was gonna buy breakfast, but now I can't even pay."

"Don't worry about it, I still have plenty!"

"Hey, hey, Haruki, how do you have so much money?"

"Hehe, don't tell anyone. Ryuuen from C-Class gave it to . He's really a good guy. Just doing so small stuff and I got fifty thousand. Isn't that basically free money?!"

"Thanks to him, I can spend without worry even at the end of the month. Hehe, look at the ga console I bought earlier~"

Even while lying on her desk, Horikita Suzune couldn't stop those idiots' voices near the door from drilling into her ears.

"…Sigh."

She let out a quiet sigh and buried her head even deeper into her arms.

At this point, even sleeping in class wouldn't get points deducted anymore.

"What's wrong?"

A calm, overly "concerned" voice ca from her left.

It was her deskmate.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

"Don't worry about ."

Without lifting her head, Horikita muttered.

"..."

Very obediently, Ayanokouji shut up.

Then, the class bell rang on ti.

Normally, this should have been morning assembly ti, but for so reason it had been postponed to the third period. So even though the students had many questions they wanted to throw at Chabashira Sae, they could only endure it and attend class obediently.

Since Chabashira had once ntioned that the behavior exam would affect their evaluation, most students subconsciously restrained themselves a little.

But they soon realized—

The behavior exam was only the first month's special exam.

In any case, it was already over.

Besides, they also had this vague feeling that even if they didn't do anything, it probably wouldn't matter much.

After all, people like the Yamauchi trio and Kouenji Rokusuke still lived however they wanted even knowing it was an exam. Watching them be so free, it was hard for others to keep restraining themselves.

Small noises ca from Yamauchi's seat.

The teacher on the podium ignored him and continued teaching.

"Hey, hey, why isn't little Kushida here today?"

Even though it was lowered, the voice was still clear.

"Without little Kushida, I don't even feel like attending class."

"So boring."

"Hey, Kanji, let's play gas!"

Kushida Kikyo…

Was absent?

Hearing this, Horikita Suzune raised her head for the first ti and looked toward Kushida's seat.

It was empty.

Only so textbooks and clutter from last week were still there.

…Was she sick?

Forget it. It didn't matter.

They weren't close anyway.

If anything, not having Kushida co over to bother her made things feel more relaxed.

Now she could quietly savor this helpless, chilling sense of despair.

Hurry up.

Let the inevitable judgnt co already.

The bell rang again.

But Horikita simply buried her head back into her arms.

"..."

The classroom grew noisy again.

The closer it got to the end, the more unbearable it felt.

Every second felt like her heart was being fried in a pan.

The diary had already warned .

The clues had already been laid out.

The free daily supplies from the mall, the cafeteria's free vegetable als…

All of it was telling her—

So people in this school had empty pockets.

So why?

"Such a useless little sister."

It was like an auditory hallucination.

For so reason, her brother Horikita Manabu's cold voice echoed in her ears.

In the next mont, it quietly turned into Kushida's voice.

"Stupid Horikita Suzune."

"A bunch of defective products."

Then ca Chabashira Sae's mocking voice.

…Am I sick?

Why am I hearing things like this?

Weakly, she buried her head even deeper into her arms.

Her arms couldn't cover both ears, but if she tilted her head a little, she could at least block one.

She should have raised her head.

She should have refuted them with confidence.

She should have told everyone that she was no longer her useless past self.

But the truth was—

She had failed.

She couldn't prove herself.

She could only sink together with D-Class's defective products.

What should I do, Brother…

—

You should download Genshin Impact right now.

If Asakusa Toru could read Horikita's mind, he would probably say that.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

So he could only use the break ti to quietly run to the corridor outside D-Class and slowly switch between several voice models he had collected before.

Then, sentence by sentence, he "voice-transmitted" them into Horikita Suzune's ears.

While switching, he also used her to test the skill's limits.

How far could it reach?

Could the sound turn corners?

Would obstacles weaken it, or block it completely?

He chose Horikita purely by coincidence.

After getting the ability last night, he had done simple tests with his recorder.

But chanical recordings were very different from human hearing.

Plus, that infinite recorder had excellent sensitivity.

Using it as real data would definitely cause problems.

Sothing that sounded clear might actually be barely audible.

Sothing that seed quiet might be deafening.