Just Want to Be a Slacker

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"Oh? Sure, I'm happy to."

And so, Kamio Tatsuya and Ike exchanged contact info and joined the group.

"Speaking of which, your two friends aren't here."

"Oh, you mean Yamauchi and Sudo." Ike introduced Kamio Tatsuya's identity in the group while answering, "Sudo went to the Basketball Club, and Yamauchi said he wanted to check it out too, so he tagged along."

"You're not going?"

"I'm not good at sports." Ike finally finished typing a sentence. "By the way, say hi in the group too."

"Oh, okay."

[I'm Kamio Tatsuya. Nice to meet you all.]

Few people responded. Well, everyone was probably busy.

Chapter 14: There's a Thief!

Back in the dorm, Kamio Tatsuya started thinking about his plan.

To put it simply, it was to sell the information he had—and at a high price.

Not just the true nature of this school, but also the first month's special exam: the Behavioral Ethics Exam.

That was two pieces of intel. To sell the second at a high price, he first had to sell the first.

So the first piece wasn't actually that valuable, which was why he'd sold it so easily to Horikita Suzune, even hoping she'd spread it around.

As for the second piece, that was where Kamio Tatsuya wanted to make his move.

The four classes were in competition, and only Class A could get privileges. So rising to Class A and graduating from it was bound to be most students' goal.

After all, that's what everyone signed up for when they enrolled.

And to win in the competition, seizing the initiative was crucial.

That gave Kamio Tatsuya room to maneuver.

So among the four classes, who wanted to seize the initiative the most?

Class D?

That was true, but unfortunately, the idiots in Class D lacked the ability to believe in this intel, and getting them to pay up would be harder than climbing to heaven.

So the best target was actually Class A.

Because according to the school's class assignment rules, Class A students were bound to be the most outstanding, and many of them would naturally have a sense of superiority.

They were just high schoolers, after all. Kamio Tatsuya knew exactly how they'd think.

So deep down, they wouldn't allow other classes to surpass them.

That made them even more eager to seize the initiative.

Thus, Class A was the best buyer.

Next, he just needed to gather intel on Class A and find their core figure.

Over the next two days, Kamio Tatsuya frequently passed by Class A, and he noticed one thing: Class A's discipline was far better than Class D's.

Even if they didn't know about the Behavioral Ethics Exam in the first month, they probably wouldn't lose many points.

But since Kamio Tatsuya's social skills were average, he hadn't made any friends in Class A yet, let alone learned who their core figure was.

However, that turning point came soon.

On Wednesday afternoon, Kamio Tatsuya planned to go to the supermarket to stock up on kitchenware. Eating set meals every day was driving him crazy.

As a traditional Chinese person, how could he eat Japanese food every day?

Wasn't Chinese cuisine delicious?

Arriving at the supermarket, Kamio Tatsuya started wandering around casually, looking for what he needed.

"Cooking" was easy to say, but not easy to do at all.

Not only did he need to prepare a lot of kitchenware, but he also had to buy ingredients frequently—very troublesome.

Sigh, if only he had a free chef.

Just as he was daydreaming, a somewhat sneaky figure appeared at the edge of his vision—a girl with a side ponytail and long purple hair.

Because of his investigation of Class A over the past two days, he recognized her as a Class A student, and a pretty good-looking one at that.

Over there... that was the Liquor Section, right?

Since he'd just passed by there, Kamio Tatsuya knew the situation.

What was a girl doing in the Liquor Section?

In Japan, people under twenty weren't allowed to drink, right?

Wait, don't tell me you're trying to steal it because you can't buy it?

Kamio Tatsuya wasn't surprised by this. Thieves—well, no matter the world or country, they were always a special profession.

What struck him as strange was that the other party was clearly an outstanding student from Class A, looking so polished and glamorous, yet she would actually do something like this.

What's more, this girl was obviously a repeat offender, because her current position avoided every camera in the store. Even if she actually stole something, she probably wouldn't get caught.

This odd feeling was like seeing a stylish city woman on the street, only to find her home piled up like a garbage dump—a jarring contrast.

Back to the main point, this side-ponytail girl had already picked up a can of beer with her hand and was about to stuff it into her skirt pocket.

Hey hey hey, that's a 330ml can of beer. I don't know the exact weight, but with the can, it's probably over 330 grams.

Putting that in your skirt—won't it feel heavy and saggy?

And you're wearing a skirt, won't that weight make it slip right out?

Or does the skirt have some anti-slip mechanism inside?

Kamio Tatsuya said he'd never worn a skirt, so he wouldn't know.

But faced with her stealing, Kamio Tatsuya said he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Stopping kids from making mistakes was also an adult's duty.

So he pulled out his phone and quietly took a photo.

"Ahem!"

After putting his phone away, Kamio Tatsuya deliberately coughed, making the girl flinch all over.

The beer can she was about to slip into her skirt pocket fell to the ground and rolled to Kamio Tatsuya's feet.

"Sorry, my throat's acting up." Saying this, Kamio Tatsuya bent down to pick up the beer, then looked up at her. "Watch yourself. Even if those things can't see you, accidents are everywhere."

Then, ignoring the purple-haired girl's reaction, he took the beer to the checkout counter to pay.

And with that interruption, Kamio Tatsuya's sudden urge to cook had temporarily vanished.

At the counter, the clerk saw the beer in Kamio Tatsuya's hand and looked troubled. "I'm very sorry, but beer can't be sold to students. You're not old enough to drink yet."

"Oh, it's not for drinking. I'm planning to use it for braising." Kamio Tatsuya started making things up. "That's why I picked the wheat brew."

Strangely enough, after Kamio Tatsuya explained this, the clerk just scanned it for him.

After paying one hundred twenty Points, the can of beer was officially Kamio Tatsuya's.

Just as Kamio Tatsuya left the supermarket, the purple-haired girl also walked out, clearly chasing after him.

Good, no need to wait.

"Here."

Kamio Tatsuya held the beer out to her, ready to give her a verbal lecture—even if she wanted to drink underage, she didn't have to steal.

"Why are you giving it to me? I don't drink."

Now Kamio Tatsuya was dumbfounded, his hand holding out the beer frozen in place.

What the hell!

You don't drink, so why the hell were you stealing beer?

But soon Kamio Tatsuya understood.

As a first-year freshman, there was no way she'd blown through a hundred thousand Points in just two days, plus she didn't drink.

So her stealing the beer was easy to explain.

She was a thrill-seeker.

Most people steal because they're short on money, but this girl was different—she was just chasing the adrenaline rush. And that earlier feeling wasn't wrong; she was a repeat offender.

And she'd never been caught, at least the school hadn't investigated anything like this, which was why she'd been placed in Class A.

Watching Kamio Tatsuya's stunned expression quickly shift to realization, the girl frowned.

"What are you thinking?"

"I just think you'd better quit this kind of thing while you still can."

"What I do is none of your business." The purple-haired girl replied with a displeased look. "My name is Kamuro Masumi. And you?"

"Kamio Tatsuya, first-year Class D."

Kamio Tatsuya shrugged. He didn't know what she was after, but since she'd given her name, he followed up with his own introduction.

And things were going smoothly. If they kept going like this, he might just achieve his goal from two days ago today.

Chapter Fifteen: Let's Sit Down and Talk

Seeing that Kamio Tatsuya's hands were empty except for the beer, Kamuro Masumi's face showed a suspicious look.

"You're not here to spy on me, are you?"

"Spy?"

A question mark popped up over Kamio Tatsuya's head. Where was this coming from?

"Because you went to the supermarket but bought nothing except this bottle of beer, and you were about to give it to me earlier.

Also, I'm in first-year Class A, and I've noticed you've been hanging around near the Class A classroom a lot these past two days."

This is truly a huge misunderstanding.

Kamio Tatsuya wanted to argue his case, but everything she said was the truth.

It's just that he really hadn't been watching her.

He didn't have that kind of free time.

But since she had already brought it up smoothly, Kamio Tatsuya decided to go with the flow and state his purpose.

"I went to the supermarket originally to buy a set of cookware for making meals, but I found it too troublesome, so I gave up. As for hanging around Class A these past two days, it's because I wanted to find someone in Class A who can make decisions—I have some very important information to sell to you."

"Important information?"

Kamuro Masumi's face showed a suspicious expression.

"That's right. If you can tell me the identity of the person who leads your class, I'd be extremely grateful. Consider it my reward for warning you not to make a big mistake."

Kamio Tatsuya stated his purpose frankly, making no attempt to hide that he was cashing in a favor.

Kamuro Masumi was silent for a moment, thinking, then nodded.

"I understand. I'll confirm it and then tell you."

After that, she turned to leave.

Then Kamio Tatsuya was dumbfounded again. Confirm it? How out of touch are you with your own class? And after you find out, you'll tell me? Don't tell me you plan to come to Class D in person.

"Wait, how are you going to find me?"

"Didn't you say you're from first-year Class D? Of course I'll go to your class to find you." Kamuro Masumi looked puzzled.

Just as I thought. Is this girl genuinely airheaded, or is she deliberately playing dumb?