Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki

Hasebe said, "I came prepared, so your friend should change clothes too."

"Sorry, Teacher Chabashira." At that moment, Karuizawa said, "We lied to you earlier. The help we wanted wasn't backstage work—we wanted you to put on a maid outfit and earn points for our class!"

"Eh?"

Chabashira froze.

Because this was completely different from what they had agreed on.

Why did she have to participate?

"No, you may have gotten something wrong... I'm a teacher." Chabashira tried to refuse.

"But Teacher Chabashira, you already accepted the points we sent you, right?"

"For one hour, we bought your time. Since you took the money, shouldn't you do as we ask?" Hasebe said. "Or was everything you said during our entrance interview about being able to buy anything with points a lie? Are you challenging the school's authority?" Hasebe was aggressively pressing her.

"Well..."

"I never said I was rejecting the school." Chabashira wondered why these students had suddenly become so sharp-tongued.

"Then change clothes." Hasebe said. "And the Class B teacher over there, please change too."

"Because," Hasebe said, "you don't want to watch your friend suffer the embarrassment alone, do you?"

"..." Hoshinomiya.

???

Hoshinomiya Chie finally realized what was happening.

How had she gotten dragged into this too?

Meanwhile.

On his way to the Class 2-D attraction, Oreki suddenly stopped in front of a Cafe run by first-year students.

Because he unexpectedly spotted two people.

And both were familiar faces.

One was Ayanokouji, while the other was a middle-aged man who bore a thirty percent resemblance to him.

Atsuomi Ayanokouji.

The mastermind behind this Cultural Festival.

Not bad. This was very Ryuuen Class!

Oreki did not know much about Ayanokouji's father. At first, he had only arranged for Kamuro to follow and secretly photograph him, and later,