Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki

For now, he only had the first batch of points transferred by the students of Classes B and C. The 510,000 points from the fifty-one contract terminations had yet to arrive.

Oreki disliked trouble, and he disliked handling multiple fronts at once.

So he waited... for the students of Classes B and C to discover the problem.

And since it was the weekend, he could try out the Precognitive Dream ability he had obtained a few days ago.

Meanwhile, in Class C.

Class 1-C.

Today was Saturday. School was out, and the students were free to do as they pleased.

Yet every student in Class 1-C had gathered in the classroom.

After a week of tension and duels, Class C's representative had finally emerged.

It was not Ishizaki.

Ishizaki's face still bore traces of having been beaten. He had lost the duel.

After using certain methods to subdue Albert, Kakeru Ryuuen had fully begun bringing the class under his control.

He let his fists do the talking.

And regardless of whether they were boys or girls, anyone who opposed him was met with violence.

He was an exceptionally domineering person.

Today, he had brought the last person resisting him to heel.

He had become the voice of Class C, the tyrant of Class C.

"Yesterday, I received some information from a second-year student."

Ryuuen said, "And that's why I made sure there would be only one voice in this class."

"The moment I entered this school, I realized that it was unusual."

"There are so many cameras it's ridiculous."

"Not only is tuition waived, but they even give us living expenses."

"The 100,000 points on our Student ID Cards can be spent like money."

"And yesterday, that was finally confirmed."

"This is a school where strength reigns supreme. The school's publicity is a lie. Only those who graduate from Class A will receive the promises the school made."

"As for the other students, they'll either be expelled during the various exams, or... assigned to other high schools upon graduation," Ryuuen said.

"Huh?"

The Class C students looked utterly shocked.

"Surprised?"

Ryuuen was a tall man with red hair parted down the middle.

"Looks like you really are all idiots. Did none of you ever think about how this school is government-funded? Why would they possibly support useless trash like you for free?"

"To put it bluntly, we were all chosen as lab rats. In the end, only Class A students will be presented to the world as successful products."

"So if you can't climb into Class A, then trash will remain trash."

"But there's an upside, too."

"As long as our class evaluation score surpasses Class A's and we graduate as Class A, we'll become superior to everyone else."

"Even lousy students can enter whatever university they want without exams or tuition. And even if you choose to work instead of going to college, you can still get a decent position."

"And!"

Once he saw that his words had frightened the students into becoming serious and nervous, Ryuuen softened his tone.

"Throughout the years, no Class C has ever risen above the others."

"But that was the past. Now, I'm here."

"So!"

He paused. "Obey me. Under my rule, I'll lead you upward."

"And now that we know this is a school where strength reigns supreme..."

"Then..."

"Every one of you will hand over 50,000 points for class expenses first. For the rest of your time at this school, you'll give me half of the points you receive from the school every month."

"20,000 points are my compensation for leading losers like you upward. The rest will be class funds. Some operations require points."

Then he walked over to Ishizaki.

"You'll be the first. Transfer 50,000 points to me!"

"You'll be the first. Transfer 50,000 points to me!"

Ryuuen walked over to Daichi Ishizaki.

Ishizaki had resisted him the fiercest, and he had also been beaten the worst.

By yesterday, Ishizaki had gone from defiant to submissive.

But the other students probably still thought Ishizaki was tough, so Ryuuen decided to start collecting points from him.

Yet when he was ordered to do so, a conflicted expression appeared on Ishizaki's face.

?

Ryuuen felt that expression was unusual.

And it was not just Ishizaki. With one sweep of his eyes, he could see that the other students also wore conflicted expressions.

Were they unwilling to hand over their points?

That made sense.

A freshman's Student ID Card came with 100,000 points.

"I know you're all a bunch of stupid pigs," Ryuuen said.

Ryuuen's words were exceptionally harsh.

"And without my leadership, not only will you receive barely any points next month, but you'll be forced to live in hunger and poverty from then on, or even get expelled!"

"So I'm only taking 50,000 points from you. Is that too much?"

"It isn't much, you know!"

Ryuuen had assumed the students simply did not want to pay.

"Ryuuen, this so-called strength above all else is just your own one-sided claim, isn't it? What proof do you have?"

"Why should we believe you?"

A short-haired blue-haired girl rose directly to her feet.

She stared at Ryuuen with distrust and stubbornness in her eyes.

"Ibuki, right?" Ryuuen said, calling out the name of the girl opposing him. "You're still not convinced?"

This was Rei Ibuki.

And when Ryuuen said he would beat girls too, he had been referring to Ibuki.

Ibuki's family ran a dojo, and she herself had some martial arts training.

Yet she had been defeated by him.

When even Ibuki had lost, the ordinary girls had immediately given in and accepted Ryuuen's leadership.

In truth, Ryuuen thought highly of Ibuki.

After entering this school and realizing that it was unusual, he had begun working on bringing the class together.

After all.

If strength was everything, then being assigned to Class C meant the school did not expect much from them.

Therefore.

The only thing they could do was climb upward.

But if a class was filled with useless members and conflicting voices, then there was no way it could rise.

So he had to ensure that only he spoke.

He had been a delinquent in the past. At his old school, he either fought or skipped class. What he believed in was the power of his fists.

So even after coming to this school, he still used the same approach.

Ibuki might have been a girl.

But she was straightforward by nature.

And her fighting ability was decent.

Ryuuen felt that someone like Ibuki was easy to control. At the same time, anyone who persisted in martial arts training would naturally possess considerable mental resilience.

So she could be recruited as a member of his team.

That was right.

Most of the students in the class were idiots. Although Ryuuen believed in his own strength, he also felt that... things would be somewhat difficult.

He still needed to form a small team to assist him.

Ibuki could count as one.

Albert.

Well.

That two-meter-tall, massively built mixed-race boy had now become his bodyguard.

And Ishizaki had softened up yesterday, so Ishizaki could join as well.

Then there was Kaneda, the bespectacled boy in class. His academic ability was good, and he was capable of thinking things through.

He was talent suited to academics and strategy.

As for Ibuki's claim that the school being strength-oriented was merely Ryuuen's one-sided assertion...

He had prepared for that.

For example.

When he had spoken with the upperclassman, he had secretly recorded what the other party said.

So he had evidence.

But first, he needed to assess whether anyone else in the class could become an assistant and join his small team.

Just as he was thinking that.

"50,000 points have been deposited into your account."

"Sender: Shiina Hiyori."

"..." Ryuuen.

Ryuuen heard the voice notification from his phone.

Immediately, both he and the students in the class looked in the same direction.

There stood a girl with a breathtaking kind of beauty.

She had beautiful, straight silver-white hair and exquisite, delicate features.

She was a girl from Class C, the sort of person who could be called the class beauty.

She was incredibly beautiful.