Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki Chapter 6

So, she felt she couldn't just casually provide aid to the enemy like that.

"It's not Class B, and it's not Class C," Oreki said. "I am a student of Class A, and I won't do anything that harms Class A."

Oh.

The upperclassmen should already know about these rules or are currently experiencing them, so there was no point in trying to sell information to them. That meant he had to turn to the underclassmen.

And since Class B and Class C were both ruled out.

That meant the target was Class D.

In the rules... it was described as a place like a garbage dump.

Chapter 6: Heading to Class D, it's the real deal! If I were assigned here, I'd give up on the spot!

The elite are in Class A, the corporate-slave types are in Class B, and the social-gathering types are in Class C. As for Class D, it's probably a garbage dump.

This was the information provided by Teacher Majima.

However, considering that Classmate Sakayanagi and Kamuro in his own class both had their own weaknesses, and yet were still judged to be in Class A.

So.

The basis for class assignment and the like involved a complex range of considerations.

Perhaps it could be categorized by academic ability (written exams), athletic ability (physical fitness), coordination (interpersonal skills), and various flaws or defects.

Ultimately, it was a comprehensive assessment.

If a student assigned to Class D wasn't a poor student, an athletic failure, someone who didn't listen to others, or someone who refused to cooperate, then they must have... some kind of very serious defect.

Oreki had considered the rules of this school.

And after receiving the supplement from Teacher Majima, he realized that since the four classes, ABCD, were fluid, it meant that while the strength of the four classes differed at the start, there were also areas that could be compensated for.

In other words, they would likely throw a few capable people into all four classes.

Therefore, the other classes might also be hiding some talented individuals.

So, it was necessary for him to come over as a student of Class A to investigate.

Then, the two of them arrived at Class 1-D together.

Class D was on the second floor.

However, the students of Class 1-D hadn't dispersed yet.

He could hear the sound of conversation coming from inside.

But it was likely free time.

Because the conversation was... not really suitable for listening.

It was a conversation between the boys.

The boys of Class D were actually discussing who in the class was the cutest.

"Who cares about cute? I'd rather have a ranking for breast size!" one boy said. "I think Hasebe would definitely win."

"Because we're men. Our heads are always filled with that kind of stuff!"

"I want to play too."

"Me too, me too."

The boys had already gathered in a noisy crowd, explicitly and heatedly discussing the size of the girls' chests.

Some of the girls in the classroom looked at them with even more contempt, as if they were looking at trash.

It was likely that no matter how they performed in the future, they would never be able to pursue any of the girls in the class.

Oreki clearly saw that Classmate Kamuro, who was standing beside him with a stern face as if everyone owed her money, seemed even more displeased.

Hmm.

Probably no girl likes to hear this kind of topic.

However.

Oreki didn't think ordinary students would discuss this kind of topic in public.

In other words... the claim that Class D was a garbage dump was correct.

Looking at it this way.

It was really good to be assigned to Class A.

Houtarou Oreki thought to himself.

Because if he knew the rules of this school, staying in Class D would probably make him... drop out and give up on the spot.

Because with these dead-weight teammates, no matter how many points they had, they would all be deducted.

Even if he wanted to work hard for the class, he would be dragged down by them.

Just for the behavioral standards exam in the first month, the fact that they were discussing these things in the classroom under the surveillance cameras meant that Class D had probably already lost 50 points today.

Looking at it like this, why even bother aiming for Class A?

The only options left would be automatic expulsion, or... finding an opportunity to save up 20 million points and go solo.

Walking forward, he found that there were about 20 or so students from Class D in the classroom.

But it wasn't just the boys left.

There were also about 5 girls.

Among them, 4 girls looked average, but one girl with long black hair was quite beautiful.

Top-tier beautiful.

Her waist-length black hair was draped over her back and shoulders, and on the right side, there was a small, delicate bow made of a white ribbon, along with a long, thin braid.

Her waterfall-like black hair carried a faint, lily-like fragrance, likely the scent of shampoo.

Long eyelashes, orange eyes that were as charming as a fox's, and an exquisite face.

However, the cold expression on the girl's face seemed to radiate an aura of rejection at all times.

But she was just sitting by the window, reading quietly, seemingly not even sparing a glance for the boys, as if they were trash.

She was the type who lived in her own world.

Then, a boy with a sloppy appearance squeezed into the crowd discussing the ranking.

It seemed his name was Yamauchi.

"I'm betting too. By the way, I'm betting on Sakura."

Yamauchi seemed to have thought of something and began to whisper.

"I'm only telling you guys this, but actually, Sakura confessed to me," Yamauchi said.

"What? R-really?" The others naturally didn't believe him.

Because school had only just started; was he really that bold on the first day?

Yamauchi seemed to want to prove himself. "Really, really. But keep it a secret! Although I, of course, dumped that kind of plain girl. If it's not on the level of Kushida or Hasebe, I don't want it. I'm not interested in that kind of frumpy girl."

Yamauchi said proudly.

And this was probably because the girl named Sakura wasn't in the classroom, so he could ramble on as he pleased.

But was that really the case?

Oreki noticed a girl with pink twin-tails and old-fashioned attire had already reached the back door. She must have heard Yamauchi's nonsense, and now she was stuck, unable to enter or leave.

He couldn't tell if her face was flushed from anger.

She looked pitiful.

In other words, she was the girl who was being discussed as frumpy and the one he claimed had confessed to him.

That was indeed an awkward scene.

Oreki then looked at Classmate Kamuro.

"What are you looking at me for?" Classmate Kamuro said.

Nothing.

I just thought you were the type with a strong sense of justice.

So, the student with a strong sense of justice, Oreki, knocked on the back door twice.

"Sakura!"

They say a guilty conscience is easily startled; hearing the sound, the boys looked over and discovered Airi Sakura standing at the back door.

The person named Yamauchi seemed a bit embarrassed.

However, some people also noticed Oreki and Masumi Kamuro.

"What a handsome guy—"

The remaining girls in the class seemed to murmur.

Hmm.

There was no need to doubt this; Classmate Kamuro could confirm that Houtarou Oreki had the capital.

If the boys were ranking the girls, and the girls were ranking the handsome guys, then her classmate Oreki would be at the top of the list.

His skin was fair and delicate, and while he looked soft and weak, his perfectly balanced, handsome face made him very attractive.

His green eyes were deep and clear.

This kind of boy made one want to take care of him.

Of course, Classmate Kamuro didn't look at her classmates with that kind of gaze.

"We are students from Class A."

"Also, is there a student in your class who can make decisions?" Oreki said. "I'm here to sell information."

"It would be best to gather everyone."

"And one more thing."

"Your discussion just now has already cost your class 7 million points in living expenses," Oreki said. "You boys are quite impressive."

"What do you mean?"

The boys still in the classroom were a bit dazed.

But soon, a handsome boy with short green hair entered from outside.

He was as gentle as a little sun.

And this seemed to be the representative of Class 1-D. The other person's name was Yosuke Hirata.

He quickly organized the students in the class.

"There are a few girls I couldn't reach."

However, some of the girls had returned.

Among the girls who returned, there were indeed a few who were quite good-looking.

Chapter 7: Horikita Suzune's generosity, I'll put up 100,000 points myself!

Back when they were in the gymnasium, Oreki had observed the Student Council President, who liked to leak information.

He then discovered that the Student Council President was paying attention to Class 1-D.

And what did Class 1-D have? Boys with sloppy appearances, and... various top-tier school beauties.

Oreki looked at the black-haired, fox-eyed girl sitting by the window, reading quietly by herself.

"That is Horikita-san."

Yosuke Hirata said, "She's very beautiful, isn't she? But she doesn't seem interested in these topics."

Actually, he was also protecting Horikita-san.