Classroom of the Elite, but It's a Diary Style

Classroom of the Elite, but it's a Diary Genre.

Author: Moonlit Magician

Just after receiving his acceptance letter to Advanced Nurturing, Asakusa Toru obtained a "Diary that grants rewards just by writing random entries."

But as an avid reader of diary-genre web novels, he saw through the truth of the diary at a glance.

Who writes a diary if they're a normal person? Isn't the whole point of writing a diary to let others see it?

According to the diary, the rewards granted upon completion depend on: the entertainment value of the content, the appropriateness of the spoilers, and the emotional fluctuations of the readers.

And so, he picked up his pen and wrote today's entry.

[Your past, present, and future have all been kidnapped by me; please prepare yourselves for that realization.]

If you don't read the diary, then just go die for me.

Social death.

Volume One

Chapter 1: It Was Me, I Chose Vocational School

"I've been thinking for a long time: did I choose the vocational school, or did the vocational school choose me? After thinking for a long time, I reached a conclusion."

"It was me, I chose the vocational school."

"Although a good undergraduate degree isn't necessarily worse than a junior college, and a good high school isn't necessarily worse than a vocational school, in the end, the best is still the vocational school."

"I am firmly convinced of this."

Reading the content on the diary before her in a soft, gentle voice, Sakayanagi Arisu's face was filled with a strange expression.

"What on earth is this guy writing?"

She couldn't understand it.

Terms like vocational school, junior college, and technical high school were hard to process at first, but after careful consideration, she could roughly understand that they likely referred to technical colleges and vocational schools. If she remembered correctly, this seemed to be the terminology used in the country across the sea.

So, is this a diary from that country?

"..." Sakayanagi Arisu fell into silence.

The diary in her hand had appeared suddenly this evening.

A diary that appeared out of thin air, drifted down slowly, and was visible only to her.

A very interesting phenomenon.

At the very least, based on the theoretical knowledge she currently possessed, it was impossible to imagine how such an intricate magical phenomenon could be achieved.

A prank? Magic? A hallucination?

No matter which angle she analyzed it from, given the circumstances at the time, it was impossible to achieve.

Furthermore, what was even more surprising was that her father, who was present at the scene, was completely unaware of the diary's existence.

He seemed to see nothing at all; in her father's eyes, it was as if she had never asked any questions related to the diary from start to finish.

Very interesting.

A situation outside of her cognition had occurred, on the day before she was about to enter high school.

She had no reason not to be interested in this, and no reason not to choose to open this diary.

But when she opened the diary, what she saw were these inexplicable words.

Setting aside the origin of the diary, judging solely by the content, the writer seemed to be expressing that vocational schools were better than normal universities...

While Sakayanagi Arisu was pondering, the diary suddenly 'refreshed,' and in the blink of an eye, more text appeared.

[In short, what I mean is that from now on, it is time for vocational school.

If nothing goes wrong, those of you reading this diary now will be the new students about to enter the vocational school—the so-called Advanced Nurturing High School.

Don't be curious about how I know your identities; I will generously explain the current situation to you.

First of all, I imagine what you are most curious about is this diary, right?

I assume some of you have already tried; that's right, this diary is very special. You cannot use any means to reveal any information related to the diary to outsiders, including but not limited to using or showing the diary in front of others. You also cannot use any means to destroy or discard the diary; no matter what you do, it will always return to your side.

This is, of course, not some curse; it is simply my cheat. A cheat I obtained as a transmigrator that allows me to get rewards just by writing random diary entries every day.

It doesn't matter if you can't understand it; just know that my goal is to write the diary, and all you need to do is read it.

As for why you have to read the diary...

The reason is simple: your past, present, and future have all been kidnapped by me; please prepare yourselves for that realization.

I know your past, understand your present, and am aware of your future.

You wouldn't want your most guarded secrets to be known by others without you knowing, would you?

You wouldn't want the deepest thoughts currently in your heart to be peered into by others while you remain oblivious, would you?

You wouldn't want the decisions you might have made in the future to be seen by others in advance while you remain lost and confused, would you?

Although I dare not claim to know everything about you, I don't think you have the qualifications to gamble on the possibility that I am lying.]

So, let me reiterate.

Your past, present, and future have all been kidnapped by me; please be prepared for that reality.

The kidnapping declaration is over, so let's talk about something interesting. After all, it's hard to make people believe you just by talking.

Let's do some exposing.

'In this high school, there is more than one Two-Faced Person.'

That is today's spoiler.

Everyone can feel free to see if the shoe fits.

Of course, no matter who you are, you probably have a side that contradicts your outward appearance. The inner self shown to others versus the true heart hidden in the shadows—expressing oneself without any pretense is indeed a very difficult thing.

Therefore, the Two-Faced Person I am referring to is a "defective product" who once caused a massive incident in middle school.

Harboring intense inferiority, craving supreme superiority, suppressing evil thoughts deep in the heart—a painful, tormented, struggling, defective product.

If it were you, even after reading the diary, you could probably still pretend that nothing is wrong.

However, that doesn't matter. After all, I don't really care about your specific identities.

It is enough for me to just protect myself.

I cannot lock onto your specific identities, and you cannot confirm my true identity, so even if your own affairs are written down, you can only consider it bad luck.

But if you want to stop this, you can try to find me and play a "Hide and Seek Game" between the Recorder and the Peeper.]

The text that refreshed ends here.

As if announcing the end of the diary entry, a cold voice echoed in the ears of Sakayanagi Arisu.

"Daily reading completed, reading points +1."

The matter of the voice was trivial. Although there was a possibility of auditory hallucinations, at this point, Sakayanagi Arisu no longer believed the diary in front of her was a hallucination.

She did not think a hallucination could be so logical, nor did she think the text under a hallucination would have such a strong stylistic flair.

"A 'Hide and Seek Game'... is it?" She gently closed the diary, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly: "Interesting."

"Very well, I accept your challenge."

The fact that the Two-Faced Person the other party chose to expose first was not her made her feel a little regretful. After all, she felt she had no weaknesses; if the other party could write something about her, she would be even more interested.

However, this is enough.

After all, since it is a diary, there will certainly be no shortage of his "spoilers" in the days to come.

"Let's treat this as a warm-up act before burying a fake genius." Sakayanagi Arisu smiled.

Chapter 2: A Serious, Orthodox, Official, Ace Diary!

Asakusa Toru, male, 16 years old, is a transmigrator.

Perhaps it was because he had read extensively in his previous life that he was able to be reborn into this hodgepodge world of comprehensive anime.

It is just a pity that even after changing worlds, he is still an orphan.

Fortunately, not having parents is not a bad thing.

As long as he has no parents, he can maintain an invincible posture on the internet, fearing no kidnapping attempts involving his parents.

Standing tall and proud, when someone says "your mother is dead," he can cleanly and neatly nod and say "my mother is dead," leaving the other person to reflect afterward, wishing they could slap themselves dozens of times and curse themselves for being a terrible person.

This is the invincible golden body.

However, even as a transmigrator, not having parents is indeed quite difficult. If he hadn't already been sent to an orphanage when he awakened his past-life memories, Asakusa Toru suspects that if his luck had been bad, he might have died on some street corner before recalling his previous life.

But the past is the past.

Having struggled and worked hard until now relying on his past-life wisdom, he thought he might only be able to use his foresight as a minor cheat for the rest of his life, but he finally welcomed his golden finger sixteen years late.

A diary.

The full name is "Diary That Rewards You For Writing Random Entries."

A very simple and crude name.

However, it is clear that Asakusa Toru, who has read extensively, will not be easily deceived.

Almost at the same time he received the diary, he recalled a pile of messy diary-style novels from his previous life.

Either the protagonist writes in a diary while being tortured by the whole world, only for the diary to be exposed after death, clearing the dead person's name and leaving others full of regret, or the diary is exposed in real-time, and like a heart-voice protagonist, they use the crazy text in the diary to conquer various heroines.

Even thinking about it now, he can't help but want to complain: why would those diary-style protagonists actually believe the nonsense that the diary they write won't be seen by others?

I mean, what kind of serious person keeps a diary?

Fortunately, the diary he obtained is not the kind of trash that tricks its host into performing stunts.

It is a serious, orthodox, official, ace diary!

A clear scoring algorithm for diary content.

A massive reward pool available for drawing.

A defined scope of readers.

On the day he received the Diary, Asakusa Toru abandoned his original plan of making a fortune by copying light novels, turning his focus instead to the dedicated development of his cheat.

After some simple research, he picked up his pen and wrote the entry that Sakayanagi Arisu had seen.

Stirring up trouble, spoilers, and then a declaration of war.

These three elements corresponded to the different evaluation mechanisms of the Diary.

The level of entertainment in the content, the appropriateness of the spoilers, and the emotional fluctuations of the reader.

Based on the Diary's algorithm, the written content would be judged, an evaluation calculated, and rewards drawn.

It shouldn't be too complicated; at the very least, Asakusa Toru could clearly understand what he needed to do.

Setting aside the ratings and rewards for a moment, although he had already finished today's entry, the Diary still needed a little time to process the settlement.

Therefore, he turned his attention to the designated scope of readers.

The reason he knew the other party was a student at Advanced Nurturing just like him was not only because of the acceptance letter he had received from Advanced Nurturing a short while ago, but also because the Diary had explicitly told him so.

[Current Plot: Classroom of the Elite]

[Today's Diary Plot Index: B]

The former was the limited scope for the Diary Copies issued by the Diary; only characters within the corresponding plot had the possibility of receiving one.

The latter was a special bonus index; when at a key plot point, this index would multiply the original evaluation.

In other words, the more critical the content, the more critical the time it had to be written.