Ichinose's Charm

Although he still had many doubts, since the bus had stopped, he had no choice but to get off.

Then, after getting off, he was quickly met with a new shock.

He had originally thought his understanding of this world was enough for him to navigate it with ease, but now it seemed things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

He clearly remembered that in the original work, the gate to Kouiku was a massive natural rock formation.

But now, before him stood a cold iron gate.

This cold iron gate chilled his heart by half.

It made him start to doubt if he had truly transmigrated into Assassination Classroom.

Even the two people from earlier had never revealed their identities, and their names were just his own assumptions.

Was it really like that?

Standing before the school's gate, he instead froze there, beginning to pay attention to the gate itself.

This gate did not open welcomingly like a typical school's, but remained shut, as if testing the resolve of everyone who attempted to enter.

It consisted of two heavy black iron doors, with no markings or signs on them, but this did not detract from the unique charm it exuded.

The surface of the gate seemed to shimmer with a subtle light, as if electric currents were flowing across it, but not quite like electricity, more like some more subtle, more advanced energy.

As he approached, he could even feel a slight vibration, as if the gate itself were alive, possessing its own consciousness.

Flanking the gate were towering stone pillars, carved with symbols he had never seen before, which seemed to form a protective aura around the gate.

Itozawa couldn't help but reach out to touch the symbols. His fingertips felt a warm, gentle power, giving him an inexplicable sense of peace.

He noticed that the top of the gate seemed to be inlaid with several gems of different colors, which glittered strangely under the sunlight.

Itozawa's hand rested on the iron gate, his heart filled with even deeper confusion and unease. Where had he come to? Was this still Assassination Classroom?

He stood frozen, his mind roaring, when Kouenji Rokusuke's figure appeared in his sight.

Kouenji looked at Itozawa frozen in place and let out a scoff, seemingly disdainful of his indecision.

He reached out and pushed open the iron gate, walking in without looking back, his posture exuding confidence, even arrogance.

Itozawa quickly made a decision. He followed Kouenji in, intending to get some information from him.

His intuition told him that Kouenji must know about the current situation, or at least understand the secrets of this school better than he did.

Kouenji seemed to read Itozawa's thoughts and spoke haughtily, his voice carrying a hint of provocation, "Boy, are you really going to follow me? I already know my class. Are you sure your class is the same as mine?"

Itozawa opened his mouth, still preparing to speak. He wanted to inquire about the situation at this school, to confirm through questions if he had truly transmigrated into the world of Assassination Classroom.

However, Kouenji saw that he hadn't given up and coldly interrupted him, "The teachers of each class will explain what you want to know. So, don't follow me anymore."

Itozawa knew Kouenji wouldn't give him any more information, so he gave up following.

He turned and walked towards the bulletin board, where he should find the information he needed.

Itozawa walked up to the bulletin board and saw a dense crowd gathered in front of it.

He weaved through the crowd nimbly, looking for any available gaps. It took all his strength, and he finally squeezed into the crowd amidst the grumbling complaints from those around him.

Having finally managed to push his way to the front of the bulletin board, he looked up and carefully scanned the class assignment list.

He would definitely start by looking at Class A.

His gaze swept over it twice, but unfortunately, his name was not on the Class A list.

So, he could only continue down.

When he found out he had been assigned to Class B, he was a little dissatisfied, but at least he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he wasn't assigned to Class D.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how he would interact with the people in Class D calmly.

Although Class B lacked individuals with strategic thinking abilities, at least they were united.

As long as he could continuously lead them to victory, they would be a sufficiently reliable team.

He looked at the other names on the bulletin board again and felt reassured. The class assignments of the characters with names in the original work were consistent with the original work.

In that case, perhaps the bus schedule had just been changed.

As for Kouenji, it wasn't strange that he knew the inside story given his status.

Itozawa tried to calm himself down, convincing himself it was just a minor unexpected event.

Just as he was about to leave the crowd, he saw a blonde girl who also seemed to be preparing to withdraw from the crowd.

For some reason, Itozawa felt a strong sense of affinity from her.

So, as if possessed, he followed her, intending to figure out the source of this affinity.

The girl didn't notice she was being followed. Instead, she walked directly towards a brown-haired girl.

This girl was blocked by the crowd and seemed a bit anxious. Clearly, she wanted to squeeze in to see the announcement but couldn't get through the dense crowd and didn't dare to speak up.

"Hello, you look like you really want to see the information on the bulletin board. Do you need my help?"

The brown-haired girl turned around and saw Ichinose's warm smile, her nervousness easing slightly.

"Ah, yes, I wanted to check my class assignment, but there were too many people, I..."

The blonde girl nodded understandingly, her voice full of encouragement.

"It's okay, let's try together. Everyone, could you please make way? We'd like to see our class assignments."

The surrounding crowd, who had been impatiently jostling, suddenly changed their attitude when they heard her polite and gentle request.

People began to voluntarily step aside, clearing a path for Ichinose and Shirakami Chihiro.

Shirakami Chihiro looked at all this in surprise and whispered to Ichinose, "Thank you. I thought no one would pay attention to me."

The blonde girl smiled gently and led Shirakami Chihiro toward the bulletin board. "No, everyone is very friendly. By the way, I still don't know your name."

"Ah, I... my name is Shirakami Chihiro. Nice to meet you!" Shirakami Chihiro quickly introduced herself.

"Hello, Classmate Shirakami, I'm Ichinose Honami." Ichinose friendly extended her hand, and they shook hands briefly.

Itozawa quietly observed the entire process, secretly astonished.

He hadn't expected her to be the leader of Class B, Ichinose.

He then remembered that when the book first described her, she was indeed a blonde girl, and only dyed her hair after July.

However, this made Itozawa even more relieved.

Even such details were accounted for, so this must be the world of Classroom of the Elite, no doubt.

But...

He frowned, looking at Ichinose's retreating back.

The change in the surrounding people's attitudes when Ichinose spoke to ask for way was so obvious.

Even he himself felt an involuntary urge to cooperate with her.

"Is Ichinose's charm really that great?"