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

Unless he was planning a night raid on the girls' dormitory.

But if he were to attempt a night raid, he would be caught and expelled that very same day; did he really think the security cameras at Advanced Nurturing were just for show?

Blocking one or two was one thing, but did he really want to block them all?

Besides, obtaining someone else's room key card wasn't actually that difficult.

The three idiots of Class D—Yamauchi Haruki, Ike Kanji, and Sudo Ken—had already pulled off the masterstroke of creating spare keys for rooms without ever asking for the owners' consent.

Should one call this the hallmark of the Black Room's greatest masterpiece? To think he could actually spot such a loophole.

...If he reported this loophole to the school, how much money could he get in exchange?

"Forget it, I'm not that desperate for cash." Shaking his head, Asakusa Toru tossed the key card in his hand up and down before putting it away.

Although it probably wouldn't be of much use at Advanced Nurturing, his life didn't end at Advanced Nurturing; it would come in handy three years from now.

"Well, it's exactly the kind of effect a C-grade evaluation should have." Useful, but seemingly not all that useful.

Lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling, Asakusa Toru muttered to himself:

"But this means that from tomorrow onwards, my strategy will have to be adjusted based on the index."

He would try one last time to see if he could get a high evaluation with a good performance under a low index; if not, he would completely change his strategy.

He would abandon the low-index periods and save his best performances for times when the index was high.

Although there was a possibility that there might never be a high index again, Asakusa Toru felt that was unlikely.

After all, if the index was determined by the importance of plot events, then if the first day of school could be an A, the zero-point at the end of the month and the uninhabited island couldn't possibly be lower than an A.

It was no big deal, just discarding the leisure time where nothing special would have happened anyway.

"Anyway, let's get some training in first."

White Room, activate!

Chapter 35 Horikita Suzune: We have fallen far behind!

By the third day of school, the interpersonal relationships within the class had already begun to take shape.

Vague divisions into small cliques were already visible.

This group played well together, that group hung out together, and the few unpopular students huddled together.

...It was no different from middle school, really.

After all, humans are social animals by nature; forming cliques is their instinct.

Kushida Kikyo didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

Only when groups are clearly defined do gaps appear between people where they can interlock.

Only then could she insert herself into those fissures.

"Ah, that monthly allowance of 100,000 points is just amazing. I'm so glad I came to this school; I really love the feeling of having money."

"I've never felt money flowing through my hands like this in my life; it's even more exhilarating than I imagined!"

The three idiots nearby, who had arrived late, were loudly shouting about their feelings. Listening to their booming voices, Kushida Kikyo couldn't help but recall the harassing message Ike had sent her in the middle of the night yesterday.

It was filled with suppressed desire yet tried its best to appear restrained, exposing his inner thoughts completely while he foolishly thought he was being subtle. Every word dripped with the flavor of a primary schooler wanting attention and praise, hoping to win the interest of the opposite sex through such a display of self-importance.

That was the impression the harassing message Ike Kanji sent last night gave Kushida Kikyo.

It was... disgusting.

But she had to maintain a pleasant expression and find a way to brush him off; after all, becoming good friends with 'everyone' and gaining the trust of 'everyone' was the path she had chosen for herself.

"Hey, Kikyo, have you heard?" Suddenly, a girl beside her spoke up: "Someone did something incredible at the club orientation yesterday, you know?"

"I heard they beat up the student council president right there on stage."

"I thought they said someone ran onto the stage to promote something?" another girl asked.

"No, no, I heard they ran up and snatched the student council president's microphone to make a loud confession!"

"Wow, isn't that just too romantic?"

Although they had addressed her, they returned to their own discussion after only a few sentences.

They weren't going to wait for anyone else to join the conversation.

"Tch, they're just a clown." Hearing their voices, Yamauchi Haruki in the back row curled his lip in dissatisfaction: "If it were me, I'd definitely get more attention."

"It's just because I'm still recovering that I don't intend to be too conspicuous."

...Is this guy still sticking to that story about being injured in the high school league?

Kushida Kikyo was speechless, but she still wore a smile on her face:

"Eh, that must be a very impressive person, right?"

99% of the content mentioned during school chats was meaningless, but if one wanted to maintain relationships, one had to respond to these meaningless things.

Once the other party felt they were being ignored, the relationship would begin to fade away silently.

Even if it was just a perfunctory conversation, one had to ensure that the vast majority of remarks received a response.

...Of course, tailoring one's attitude to the person they are dealing with is an unavoidable part of life.

For social interactions with people like Ike and Yamauchi, even if she were perfunctory or didn't reply, they would still shamelessly crowd around her.

It was just like how she approached Horikita; even if Horikita wore a cold face, she still had to press forward.

Tsk, just thinking about Horikita makes me angry.

During the Club Orientation yesterday, she had originally planned to follow her to build a better relationship, or at the very least, find out which club that woman intended to join. But just as the orientation ended and Asakusa Toru caused a commotion, Horikita left.

If she left, she could have just chased after her.

But, but, but at that exact moment, those three idiots from behind had approached her!

One was bragging about how amazing he was, yet regrettably had no intention of joining any club; another was pestering her, suspiciously questioning her relationship with Ayanokoji, who had stayed behind just like her, assuming she had come to the orientation with him; and the third was a muscle-head who couldn't string a coherent sentence together.

Just like that, being dragged down by them, Horikita vanished from sight!

How terrible!

What on earth is going on in that girl Horikita's head?

...Forget it, let's put the matter of Horikita aside for now; the focus is on last night's Diary.

Ignoring the strange remarks, last night's entry mentioned a person and a piece of information.

The former was referred to by three names in the Diary: ALICE, Little Princess, and Connection-Hire.

It wasn't hard to guess that it referred to Sakayanagi Arisu from Class A.

A sickly silver-haired princess, just like her name suggested, she was a girl who seemed to have come from a wonderland, and in just two days, she already had the faint air of becoming the leader of Class A.

If it weren't for Katsuragi standing up to contend with her, she probably would have already conquered Class A.

Is she a connection-hire?

...If someone like Sakayanagi Arisu is a connection-hire, Kushida Kikyo would rather believe that Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji are the connection-hires.

If they aren't connection-hires, then how the hell did they get into this school?!

Ah, right, speaking of the school, one has to mention the content mentioned later in the Diary.

The employment rights that only Class A can enjoy... although she was a bit surprised when she first saw it, Kushida Kikyo realized that she wasn't actually that surprised.

If one could really just honestly stay in school until graduation, wouldn't that mean even guys like Yamauchi and Ike could potentially be sent to major corporations?

Don't make her sick.

However, she didn't really care about employment or whatever.

After all, she didn't come to this school for that.

Therefore, the conditions for transferring classes could also be ignored.

The key was the second point.

'The special exam for the first month has already begun'

She felt like vomiting.

Can you not speak so vaguely? Exam? What exam? What special exam?

How is it that she has absolutely no idea about this???

Her intuition told her that this point should be connected to the previous context: using exams to rank the classes, and perhaps the one with the highest order at the end would be Class A, which is why the Diary later mentioned the school's evaluation of the four classes and class transfers.

But... she hated people who only said half of what they meant.

If it's like this, wouldn't it be very difficult for her whether she shares it with her classmates or pretends she didn't see it?!

Damn it, damn it, damn it all.

Kushida Kikyo's teeth were almost ground to dust.

"Everyone, I have an announcement to make." Just as Kushida Kikyo was feeling incredibly troubled, Horikita Suzune, who was standing to the side, had moved to the podium before anyone noticed: "The special exam for the first month has already begun, and we are already severely behind!!!"

Chapter 36 I Can't Afford It

Horikita Suzune had actually decided not to believe anything in the Diary anymore. From the moment her brother's cold "Who?" escaped his lips, she had completely emptied her trust in the Diary.

But unfortunately, last night's entry contained this sentence.

'Class D is trash'

The moment she saw this sentence, subconsciously, she thought of the words her brother had said when they met yesterday.

'I heard you got into Class D'

Why did her brother ask that at the time? Why did he have that expression on his face?

Was he trying to say something?

But why did he end up saying nothing at all?

Is it... because he is disappointed in me?

Her fair upper teeth bit down on her lower lip, and Horikita Suzune stared blankly into space.

Even though her heart kept telling her that the Diary was entirely fake, and that everything written on it was a lie.

Yet at this moment, she couldn't help but believe that what was written above was the truth.

Tossing and turning, Horikita Suzune suffered from insomnia once again.

When the sun rose the next day, her mind was still filled with the words from the diary.

The rights that only Class A could enjoy, that Class D was trash, and... the first month's special exam had already begun.

Horikita Suzune did not want to be deceived again, but the moment she saw those contents, she was destined to be unable to completely ignore them.

Therefore, before class, she went to the office and found the homeroom teacher of Class D, Chabashira Sae.

"Is it true that only Class A can receive the employment recommendations promised by the school?" she questioned Chabashira Sae.

Chabashira Sae, who had been intercepted on her way to class, raised an eyebrow and revealed an expression of surprise.

"Ten thousand points." These words slipped lightly from her lips: "For ten thousand private points, I can answer that question."

Discovering this on the third day... perhaps it wasn't too late yet.

"...Why?" Horikita Suzune was stunned.

She had assumed that as her homeroom teacher, she would be able to get an answer just by asking.

But she never expected that the question she posed would be met with such a response.

A homeroom teacher was actually asking a student for money???

"Hm? Did I not say it?" Seeing that Horikita Suzune seemed unable to comprehend, Chabashira Sae, who had been somewhat interested, became disappointed again as she repeated the words she had spoken on the first day of school:

"'In this school, there is nothing that cannot be bought with points.'"

In other words, there was nothing that did not require a price to be paid.