"If Expulsion appears, is there any way to remedy it?"
Katsuragi Kouhei is still a little worried about this rule.
Majima Tomoya nodded slightly, not surprised by this question.
"Very good question. In This School, 'Points' is the pass for everything, including the purchase and sale of 'life'."
"Cancel Expulsion, you can purchase it by paying Personal Points and Class Points."
"Relief Measures does exist. But..."
Majima Tomoya paused, and the numbers were thrown out.
"To save a person, the Personal Points needed is... 20 million."
"And...300 points Class Points."
The air in the car seemed to have been drained by these numbers.
Twenty million.
For most Mathematics students, this is simply an astronomical number.
Even Class A students, who have always been in the leading position, would never be able to raise funds from their personal savings alone without relying on the whole class to raise funds.
What's even more terrible is the additional condition at the end.
"And, please pay attention."
Majima Tomoya added, blocking some kind of luck.
"This payment is only the cost of the action of 'preventing Expulsion'. The penalty arising from the fact of Expulsion... that is, the penalty of deducting 100 Class Points points mentioned before will not disappear."
That is to say...
To save someone.
First, we must take out 20 million Personal Points.
Then Class Points has to pay 300 points as ransom.
Finally, another 100 points will be deducted because of the fact that "Expulsion appears".
A total of 400 Class Points points are required.
This is an extremely terrible price.
Only Class A, which has absolute hegemony, and Class B, which is barely holding on to the tail, have the capital to spend 400 points as "Life Money".
As for Class C and Class D, once they encounter the Expulsion crisis, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death.
Because their Class Points is simply not enough.
"We are the only ones who can guarantee 100% protection... we Class A."
In the carriage, there were a few students with quick minds who had already realized this.
This is not simply a punishment statement.
This is Majima Tomoya hinting at the "privilege" possessed by Class A.
Under this rule, on this battlefield where someone will disappear as long as they lose, Class A has a unique "Fault Tolerance".
Although the price is so high that it may even shake the foundation of the class, at least... he has a trump card named "Revival Coin" in his hand.
This is a huge psychological advantage.
"So..."
In this heavy atmosphere, a slightly frivolous voice broke in.
Hashimoto Masayoshi sat cross-legged on the seat, leaning on the back of the chair with his elbows, looking more concerned about the well-being of his lower body than Expulsion.
"About that 'Gender Separation' thing..."
"Although it is said to be separated, where is the specific limit? Is it complete isolation?"
"Forest School has two buildings."
Majima Tomoya did not ignore Hashimoto's question because it was not serious enough. After all, daily life is also part of the exam.
"One room for boys and one room for girls. This is the isolation of Physical Layer."
"Except for these two Base, you will basically have to live separately this week. Whether you are attending class, meditating, or going to bed, you will all do it in your own area."
"And..."
Majima Tomoya pushed up his glasses and added.
"During break time and after school, Unauthorized Exit is also strictly prohibited without School Authority's explicit permission."
"Ha..."
Hashimoto Masayoshi let out an exaggerated sigh and slumped down in his seat.
"In other words, during this week, you didn't even get a chance to talk to a girl? What kind of ascetic life is this? Isn't this more torture than Expulsion?"
Indeed.
For these adolescent girls and boys, completely cutting off communication with the opposite sex is even more difficult than physical training.
"Not entirely."
Majima Tomoya looked at Hashimoto's helpless look, and seemed to find it a little funny, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"One hour every day."
"Boys and girls can eat in This School's Cafeteria at the same time. That's the only Time Window."
"Only during this period of time, School Authority will not give any instructions, nor will it restrict the content of your communication. As long as it does not violate School Rules, you can do whatever you want."
"One hour..."
Hashimoto touched his chin.
"That's just the meal time. Tsk, although it's a little short, it's better than nothing. It seems that's the only time for exchanging information and... using this as an excuse for a 'date'."
The explanation ends here.
The bus continued to move forward on the winding Mountain Road.
Majima Tomoya put away the information in his hand and stuffed it back into Briefcase.
He looked around the car.
Although the Class A students have different expressions, some are still calculating the expensive cost of saving lives, and some are complaining about life without girls...
"If there are no other questions, we can discuss it by ourselves in the remaining time."
"About the allocation of Small Group, about the selection of the person in charge, and how to use the rules this time... you can start now."
"After getting off the bus, the exam begins."
Majima is not the kind of nanny-type teacher who teaches students what to do step by step.
He throws out the rules and the rest is up to these students to digest.
"..."
There was a moment of silence in the carriage.
Katsuragi Kouhei frowned and seemed to be preparing to organize discipline or propose some kind of robust plan.
However.
Someone is faster than him.
"That, teacher."
The voice sounded from the front row.
There was no raising of hands, no honorifics, and a natural casualness.
Kazehara Tetsu stood up.
He turned around and did not look at Majima Tomoya, but directly looked at the whole class behind him.
"Can I borrow a microphone?"
Majima Tomoya was slightly startled.
In this class, Kazehara Tetsu, a being who is free from struggle, rarely gives "speeches" in public.
And now.
He stood up.
Majima Tomoya loosened his hand holding the microphone.
"Of course."
"Zi..."
Kazehara Tetsu took the microphone from Majima Tomoya.
He didn't speak immediately.
Instead, he lightly tapped the filter head of the microphone with his finger.
"Boom, boom."
The dull sound was amplified by the car-mounted Sound System and clearly echoed in everyone's ears.
There were still some whispers, but they completely disappeared in this moment.
Katsuragi Kouhei raised his head and looked at the figure standing at the front of the aisle.
Hashimoto Masayoshi put away his careless expression, blew a silent whistle with great interest, and sat up straight.
All eyes are focused on Kazehara Tetsu.
"Everyone."
Kazehara Tetsu spoke.
His voice was neither high-pitched nor passionate.
"Although Majima-sensei's explanation just now is very detailed, but I think everyone's expressions... seem to be a bit too solemn."
He put one hand in Sports Uniform's pocket, held the microphone in the other hand, and scanned the car.