Class Rupture (2)

Hearing the teacher's words, Yukimura Teruhiko silently lowered his hand.

That's right—he'd been so focused on academic performance that he hadn't seriously considered any other issues.

"Then, teacher, could you tell us the Private Points needed to switch classes?"

Seeing no one else speak up, Hirata stepped forward again. Since there was a way to transfer classes, there was no reason not to get the full details.

"You defective products wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

"It's beyond what you can imagine. Forget an individual—even if you pooled the Private Points from your entire class, you wouldn't scrape together a tenth of it!"

Seeing these wastes actually entertaining the idea of individual class transfers, Chabashira Sae sneered with utter contempt.

That wasn't wrong, strictly speaking—except for the cases of Gojo and Koenji's shady dealings.

"The whole class combined can't even get a tenth?!"

"Then how did Gojo-kun manage it?"

"He had that many points and used them just to transfer classes?"

With the teacher's mockery, the classroom buzzed with more and more discussion.

Many couldn't believe the whole class couldn't scrape together a tenth, yet Gojo Satoru had done it on his own.

Of course, there were also those with differing opinions.

Hasebe Haruka watched Gojo Satoru standing by his seat, her heart aching.

Satoru-chan must have been wronged!

But just then, a voice rang out that stood apart from the rest. Koenji Rokusuke, ignoring everyone else's confusion, launched into a group taunt.

"What a bunch of foolish monkeys you are, unable to accept another's excellence because of your own incompetence.

Being in the same class as you lot truly pains me."

The chatter in the classroom was cut short by these words. Many shot Koenji Rokusuke angry glares.

Yet they didn't know how to refute him—after all, aside from Gojo Satoru, Koenji Rokusuke's displayed abilities were already the top of the class!

Whether in physical fitness or academic performance, no one could claim to be definitively better than him.

But staying silent wouldn't do!

The more critical the moment, the more they needed to think of something. Hirata Yosuke didn't ask Chabashira Sae again this time; instead, he turned to Gojo Satoru.

"Gojo-kun, why do you have to transfer classes?

If you're facing a problem, you can bring it up. Everyone here can help you solve it."

Gojo Satoru, who had been watching the show, was caught off guard by the question and hadn't yet thought of an excuse when Hasebe Haruka chimed in again.

"That's why I said you're useless!

You only step up after something's already happened. Where were you from the start?

Last time in swimming class too—you wouldn't come forward until things got serious. Do you just love playing the hero or what?!

Always making a grand entrance at the end—what exactly have you helped with?"

Faced with these piercing words that struck straight at the heart, Hirata was left speechless, unable to respond.

Karuizawa Kei, acting as his fake girlfriend, could only stand by and watch blankly.

After all, everything Hasebe Haruka said was true, and Gojo Satoru was the object of her best friend's affection—she had no idea how to argue back.

The room fell silent again. Many exchanged uneasy glances, unsure what to do, afraid that if they said one more word, they'd be indiscriminately attacked too.

Hasebe Haruka, her eyes red, stared at Gojo Satoru, her frustration nearly overflowing.

She'd always been a loner, and now that she'd finally made two good friends, one of them was about to leave so soon.

Airi-chan too—not saying a single word at a time like this!

Under her gaze, Gojo Satoru felt a bit helpless. Just like in the original story.

Hasebe Haruka valued her friends deeply. When Sakura Airi was expelled, she became an avenger, intent on retaliating against others.

But this wasn't expulsion—just a class change. Maybe it was just the sudden distance that made her so reluctant to let go.

"Hey... are you crying?

Alright, alright, no more tears.

It's okay, Kaka. It's just a change of classes. It's not like we won't see each other again."

Seeing how much she cared, Gojo Satoru decided not to stay silent any longer. After all, this was his future wife!

He walked up to her, reached out his right hand, and gently patted her head, smiling as he comforted her.

But Hasebe Haruka still couldn't let go, her face falling as she muttered instinctively, "If I cry, will you stay?"

Witnessing this, Mori Nening clenched her fists in frustration.

'As expected, I'm just too timid!'

Seeing that time was about up, Chabashira Sae decided not to let that guy keep causing trouble. The class still needed to pull itself together, so she directly issued an order to leave.

"Gojo-kun, once you're done cleaning up, you should leave. Don't linger any longer—it's almost time for class.

If you're late, Class B will have its class points deducted too."

?????

They'd heard something huge!

Everyone had assumed he was transferring to Class A, but it turned out to be Class B. Wasn't that a waste of points?

The most shocked was Horikita Suzune, who stared at Gojo Satoru in disbelief.

'To waste such a great opportunity on Class B!'

Ever since she'd been told about the school's harsh realities, she'd been determined to reach Class A and prove herself to her brother.

She never expected that bastard to throw away such a golden chance!

As expected, she just couldn't get along with someone like him.

Seeing that little Sae was already kicking him out, Gojo Satoru didn't feel like sticking around. After all, it looked like there was no fun to be had in this class anyway.

Everyone was just sulking, barely able to string two words together.

"Well then, I'll be off now. Everyone, make sure to get along from here on out! Don't let something this small ruin the group!"

After saying that, he lightly pinched Hasebe Haruka's cheek before walking out of the classroom.

Watching him leave, Hasebe Haruka could only sit back down helplessly.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka sighed, resting his forehead in his hand as complaints welled up inside him.

'Sigh, leaving a mess behind is bad enough, but he had to rub salt in the wound too.'

He couldn't understand Gojo Satoru's behavior at all. It did nothing to help the class improve and only eroded everyone's trust in each other.

"Alright! The irrelevant person has left. Everyone, return to your seats.

Next up, I'll announce the results of the Midterm Exam!"

Without wasting time on Gojo Satoru's departure, Chabashira Sae glanced at the time on her phone and posted the score sheet on the blackboard.

At the same time, First-year Class B.

"Sensei, is there a new student?"

Having been asked to bring in an extra desk and chair, Shibata So was curious. The classroom's seating was perfectly matched as is—why add another set?

"Yeah, is there really a new student?"

"Sensei came so early today, and she looks really happy."

"And she doesn't smell like alcohol for once!"

Many students in the class asked Hoshinomiya Chie curiously.

But she didn't tell them right away. Instead, she teased them with a riddle.

"There really is a new student coming today!

And they're quite famous too!

The girls in this class are in for a treat!"