Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki

"Which class do you think can achieve 20 million in revenue?"

20 million?

The most expensive item at the Maid Cafe was a photo with Teacher Chabashira for 4,000 points each.

To reach 20 million, they would need to take 5,000 photos.

Of course, there were other services too, but none of them would make money as quickly as that.

And the Cultural Festival only lasted six hours. Teacher Chabashira was only one person; it was impossible for everyone to choose photos and have her take over 800 of them per hour.

So 20 million in revenue was practically impossible to achieve.

As for the other classes, the 4,000-point photos from Class D were already expensive. No other class's project dared to charge that much.

"Revenue includes admission fees, products sold, and tips given by customers."

"So long as the tip is reasonable."

"Then your class will be in first place," Oreki said. "Naturally, there will be no need to keep operating."

Then Teacher Chabashira would not have to feel troubled anymore.

At first, he had wanted to see what she looked like in a maid outfit, but that goal had already been accomplished.

And since she was troubled by it, there was naturally no need to continue.

Oreki was not the kind of person who liked forcing a flower to bloom. If anything, he was quite a gentleman. Like with Sakayanagi, it had all been her initiative.

"If that really is a tip, then of course it counts," Matsushita said. "If it is faked, then it does not count."

At that moment, she noticed Oreki's dark green eyes looking at her.

Uh.

Matsushita instantly felt nervous.

It was as though he had seen through her.

That made her a little embarrassed.

Matsushita was one of the participants, and the