Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki

"So the wager is set. It's currently 12:22, so three days from now, at 12:22. If I gather five million Points, Nagumo-senpai gives me three hundred thousand. If I lose, I won't join the Student Council for the rest of this year," Houtarou Oreki said.

"Oh."

"Why are you being so straightforward about this?" Nagumo felt as though Oreki had suddenly opened up at that moment.

It was as if something had happened that even surprised Houtarou Oreki.

What could it be?

"Because the Student Council President offered me a position a week ago."

"But I refused."

"I wasn't interested in the Student Council to begin with."

"Then there's only one outcome. Losing has no effect on me, while if I win, Nagumo-senpai has to pay up."

"So, as far as I'm concerned, Nagumo-senpai, you're already a qualified money-splitting fool."

"So I've changed my opinion of you," Oreki said.

??

Damn.

Didn't that mean this bet only worked against him?

Nagumo Miyabi was a little dumbfounded.

But.

That also meant Houtarou Oreki wasn't on Manabu Horikita's side?

Then whose side was he on?

That left Nagumo confused.

However.

That afternoon, after returning to class, Nagumo Miyabi told the girls in his class about his wager with Houtarou Oreki.

After all, earning five million Points in three days was absolutely impossible by any reasonable standard.

So he would first lower this junior's standing among the girls.

But.

Honami Ichinose, I Can Help You!

Nagumo's original intention was that earning five million in three days was impossible.

So he could damage the image of Oreki, the junior who was somewhat well-known among the girls in class.

Make the girls treat Oreki like nothing more than a topic of conversation and forget about him.

After all.

In his view, he controlled the second-years, and his goal was to become Student Council President. Once he became Student Council President, he could invite some pretty, cute girls into his Student Council to please his eyes.

Was there anything wrong with that?

There was nothing wrong with that.

And he had the capital for it.

Nagumo himself was a sunny, handsome guy with exceptional physical ability. In his opinion, he was perhaps only slightly inferior to Student Council President Manabu Horikita.

But that was only ability.

He believed that only what one displayed counted as ability.

Only then could one attract people.

For example, attract girls' attention.

So he had joined the school's Soccer Club.

It made it easy to draw the girls' attention.

Yet after building up all those images, the girls in his class... they had only been promoted from Class B last year, but they had completely gone astray.

Like bitches, they changed their tastes at the drop of a hat.

He had clearly seen their group chat saying that they thought sunny, athletic boys were handsome.

Yet now the junior they were hyping up, Oreki, wasn't he the quiet pretty-boy type?

They were completely different.

Girls were all liars.

And now.

"Isn't he pretty cute?"

Even though Nagumo had already pointed out that Houtarou Oreki's wager was impossible to fulfill.

There were actually girls who thought he was cute.

"By the way, Nagumo-kun, you're already a senior. Doesn't constantly picking on a junior make you seem a little small-minded?"

There were also comments like that.

"Miyabi, don't target the new students so much. Although Oreki-kun isn't our direct junior, we're Class A now."

"That's right, Asahina. That means we can approach him as seniors."

"How does he take care of his skin? It's so fair."

"..."

"..." Nagumo.

Damn it.

Oreki was clearly the one who looked overconfident, yet it somehow turned into him bullying a junior?

And they seemed even more enthusiastic than before when discussing Houtarou Oreki?

Did you girls only care about faces?

Indeed.

Nagumo admitted that Houtarou Oreki's face was quite good-looking.

But couldn't they pay a little more attention to him?

Sure enough.

Nagumo felt... he might have picked the wrong targets.

The girls in his class were beyond saving.

So he took out his phone and contacted a junior girl.

That's right.

A junior girl.

She was from Class B of the first year, and they had a remarkable connection.

She came from the same middle school as him, and he had also entered this school last year as a Class B first-year. In the truest sense, they were direct senior and junior.

Right?

He had made preparations too.

This junior's name was Honami Ichinose.

She was an angelic girl.

In Nagumo's view, there were too many bitches among the girls in his class, and because of his childhood friend Asahina, he had preserved his reputation a little before attaining the position of Student Council President.

So he had not made a move.

But of course, it was impossible for him to get nowhere with his childhood friend and have no backup plan.

So he had prepared a spare.

After discovering that Oreki had an absolute beauty like Suzune and an angelic Kikyo Kushida by his side.

He was tempted.

That was right.

Suzune was incredibly beautiful, even prettier than Asahina.

And.

He felt that Suzune's personality was a little aloof, but when Oreki and Kikyo were talking, she had seriously continued memorizing vocabulary. So she was probably the dignified, straightforward type.

If he married a girl like that, their future life would definitely be quite good.

The honest type who put him first and dutifully took care of everything.

And Kikyo Kushida, that angelic junior, was surely the type who would admire him.

He liked that kind of gaze.

Yes.

While Asahina kept rejecting him, Nagumo had also been trying to find himself a spare.

After all, he was so outstanding. If one girl rejected him, he definitely had to prepare another.

It was only because of Oreki's existence that he felt he had to defeat Oreki before those two girls would look his way.

Seriously.

What was with this year's first-years?

There were so many cute girls.

So were there any other cute new students?

There were.

Nagumo Miyabi had discovered another rather exceptional girl.

She was also a new student, a Class B first-year who seemed to be highly respected in Class B. She was approachable and extremely friendly.

Her name was Honami Ichinose.

She was the girl he had met yesterday. On his way to the breakfast shop, he had found her standing at the entrance, looking troubled.

She seemed to be having trouble choosing what to get for breakfast.

Since she could not make a decision, when it was her turn to order, she had no choice but to leave the line and let someone else choose first.

Then the cycle repeated itself.

After he deliberately offered a suggestion, she had thanked him with great gratitude.

This girl was so well-behaved, the incredibly considerate type.

Nagumo felt healed.

But.

This girl was a Class B junior.

Hmm.

This school evaluated every student according to a certain system, then placed them into different classes according to the results of those evaluations.

He himself had entered in Class B, with excellent academic ability and exceptional physical strength.

He could also play the piano and soccer, so he was fairly versatile.

That should have earned him a high evaluation, right?

But.

He knew that his flaws were probably being the arrogant, self-important type.

He was unwilling to obey others.