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

"Supremacy of force..." The first rule left her a bit confused.

In a school, was there really any need for fighting?

If it referred to athletic competition, her own physical fitness should be considered sufficiently excellent.

"Watch your words and actions..." The second rule demanded caution in speech and conduct.

And then... it specifically mentioned being careful not to be recorded.

Seeing this, Horikita Suzune suddenly thought of the voice recorder that Asakusa Toru had forced upon her.

"After coming back yesterday... I put it... here." After a brief moment of recollection, Horikita Suzune quickly retrieved the voice recorder.

The recording on it had already been cleared; the only time it had been used was to capture the dark history from when she met her brother.

"Recording, recording..." Her fingertips brushed over the smooth surface of the device, feeling its texture, and Horikita Suzune felt as if she could finally understand the intent behind that reminder.

If she had recorded her conversation when she first found Chabashira Sae, she wouldn't have been subjected to unnecessary questioning from her classmates when she revealed the information.

"That's right, recording is very important." Horikita Suzune gripped the voice recorder tightly in her hand.

She decided that she would carry this recorder with her from now on.

After all, it was something she had spent her own money to buy.

Setting the recorder down, Horikita Suzune returned her attention to the contents of the diary.

"Teachers cannot be trusted, teachers can be trusted...?"

Looking at these two conflicting rules, Horikita Suzune was confused once again.

Was she supposed to trust the teachers, or was she not?

"..." After hesitating for a while, she gave up on thinking about it and moved on to the next line.

"Again... the White Room's masterpiece."

This was the third time this name had appeared in the diary.

The first time was during the list of names mentioned when proposing the trial to find the impostor, the second was in today's entry where it mentioned she had confronted the person, and the third appeared in the fifth rule.

Chapter 46 Still Pretending

Was Ike Kanji really that capable?

Although Horikita Suzune didn't understand what the "White Room" was, "masterpiece" should be a term used to describe someone very impressive, right?

How could she not see it at all?

...However, the ability of those two to fan the flames was certainly impressive.

Recalling the situation carefully, almost every time they spoke, the sentiment of the class began to lean toward refusing to contribute.

Was this the power of manipulating people's hearts?

The White Room's masterpiece, truly terrifying.

"I'll keep that in mind." She had to stay away from them.

Although contact was inevitable since they were in the same class, she would stay away whenever she could.

Next line.

"Private points are very important."

At Advanced Nurturing, private points were equivalent to actual money, and money was important everywhere.

Moreover... "In this school, there is nothing that cannot be bought with points," Chabashira Sae had once said.

In fact, if she had been able to pull out 200,000 private points herself this time, she wouldn't have needed to trouble the others in the class; if she had 20 million points, she could go to Class A, where she belonged, right now.

...Although it sounds like a platitude, I will remember it.

So...

"Wishing you a pleasant three years at Advanced Nurturing... is it?" She put down the diary and let out a long sigh.

[Today's reading completed, reading points +1.]

The pitch-black text popped up, and by now, Horikita Suzune was no longer surprised by such text appearing before her eyes.

However, she had been harboring a question for some time.

"Reading points... what are they used for?"

[Accumulated reading points: 3]

The moment the words fell, the text jumped out once again.

However, the black and white text seemed to have no intention of explaining the use of reading points to her.

Seeing that it was getting late, and considering she hadn't slept well for the past two days, Horikita Suzune decided to get some healthy, restful sleep.

She had already done quite a lot today.

She should also... be able to rest easy now, right?

"Still putting on an act."

Looking at the diary updated today, Sakayanagi Arisu let out a soft chuckle.

Even though she had already surrendered to her, she still insisted on maintaining her persona, pretending she wasn't a student of Class D.

Was she afraid that Horikita Suzune, her classmate, would discover her true identity?

That made sense; with that delicate and fragile appearance of hers, if someone other than herself were to discover the truth, it wouldn't be something that could be settled with just a beating.

Heh, who would have thought that the person acting so arrogant in the diary was actually such a soft and adorable girl in reality?

Thinking of the contrast between the timid Wang Meiyu she saw on the surface and the girl who returned to her dorm every day to write in her diary, Sakayanagi Arisu felt quite amused.

"But... who exactly is this 'Masterpiece of the Black Room'?" Looking at the title that appeared once again, Sakayanagi Arisu frowned.

The term 'Black Room' was clearly meant to be a counterpart to the White Room, and the title of 'Masterpiece' even more so.

But no matter how she thought about it, she didn't believe anyone in Class D could rival that fake genius.

Even a fake genius was someone only she could bury; it wasn't something some flawed product from who-knows-where could just try to associate themselves with.

There weren't enough clues yet, so she would leave it for now.

Although she could choose to go directly to Class D and question Wang Meiyu, Sakayanagi Arisu hated nothing more than having the answers handed to her.

She enjoyed the process of thinking and deducing the correct answer for herself.

Her gaze swept over the text below, and when the term 'little sister' flashed before her eyes, a name surfaced in Sakayanagi Arisu's mind.

'Horikita Suzune'.

She was the girl who stood on the stage, acting as Wang Meiyu's mouthpiece to convey the information about the special exam to the rest of the class.

She shared the same surname as the current student council president, Horikita Manabu.

"I see, the diary entry from the day before yesterday was talking about her." The corners of Sakayanagi Arisu's mouth curled up slightly: "She's an interesting one, too."

If she were in Class D, Horikita Suzune would undoubtedly be the best pawn.

It was no wonder Wang Meiyu chose her to be the mouthpiece.

Slowly scrolling down the diary, seeing the 'Advanced Nurturing Survival Rules' at the end of today's entry, Sakayanagi Arisu reacted differently than Horikita Suzune.

She glanced at it and then closed the diary.

"Today's reading completed, reading points +1."

The familiar voice echoed in her ears, signaling that the reading for this time had come to an end.

Stretching her waist, which had become a bit stiff from sitting and reading, she steadied herself against the desk and chair to stand up, then returned to her bed.

Did she not already know what the Advanced Nurturing High School was like? Survival rules that seemed to say one thing while meaning another were, frankly, just meant to confuse the public.

As for the talk about physical strength being supreme—if it were truly about physical strength, her father would never have allowed her to enter this school.

"Watch your words and actions" was nonsense, the trust in teachers was a distraction, and everyone should know that personal points were important.

The only rule among the seven that might be a warning was the fifth one: "Stay away from the Masterpiece of the Black Room."

She certainly had no interest in looking at such survival rules.

Even if she had found it, Wang Meiyu didn't seem to have broken her habit of telling lies in her diary.

But Sakayanagi Arisu had no intention of saying anything about it.

After all, she had already surrendered to her.

Hadn't she?

Dormitory.

After finishing today's diary entry and patiently waiting for the settlement for a while, the cold voice arrived as expected.

[Today's entry completed, the evaluation for this record is 'D', drawing rewards now]

[Draw successful, congratulations on obtaining the item 'Special Cold Medicine (six-tablet pack)']

A plain-looking blister pack of pills appeared in Asakusa Toru's hand. Listening to the blatant 'D' evaluation in his ear, his heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally died.

"Although I expected it, I didn't think you'd actually do it," he sighed gloomily.

As the opening plot of the Advanced Nurturing High School gradually drew to a close, the following days slowly entered a stable period, and likewise, the diary's plot index plummeted without end.

Undoubtedly, today's result made Asakusa Toru firmly decide on his behavioral guidelines for writing the diary from now on.

That was the 'Index Priority Principle'.

If there was an index, if the index was good, if the index was high, then he would put his heart into writing something good.

If there was no index, if the index was poor, if the index was low, then he would just slack off and muddle through the day.

"Effect." Tossing the unbranded cold medicine, which looked like it came from a shady workshop, up and down in his hand, Asakusa Toru narrowed his eyes slightly.

As the words fell, brief text slowly unfolded before his eyes.

[Name: Special Cold Medicine (six-tablet pack)]

[Category: Consumable]

[Effect: Cures colds]

[Note: "You could reprocess this into a suppository for better results."]

Very well, off to the warehouse to gather dust; once I graduate and leave school, I'll acquire a pharmaceutical company and toss this over for reverse engineering.

And so, fast-forward to April 30th—

April 1st, enrollment, wrote in diary.

April 2nd, caused trouble, wrote in diary.

April 3rd, made a friend, wrote in diary.

April 4th, had a friendly exchange with Amasawa Ichika at the White Room, improved myself under the buffs provided by the membership card, and took the opportunity to touch her legs, wrote in diary.

April 5th, swimming class, got dragged by Shibata to Keyaki Mall to hang around for half the day, but didn't spend a single cent; the plot index was D, so I just wrote something casual and got a D rating.

April 6th, first weekend, was debating whether to hole up in the White Room or go out to plant the voice recorder when Ichinose came over to invite me to the cinema; the movie was mediocre, only the lead actress Hoshino Ai was worth watching, the plot index dropped back to E, wrote in diary.

April 7th, Sunday, nothing to do, went to the library, discovered a fixed-spawn NPC, and also found that I could actually find the trashy light novels I wrote in the school library; quietly hid my trashy light novels in a corner, wrote in diary.

April 8th, Monday, went to the library again with nothing to do, discovered that a certain fixed NPC had dug out the light novels I hid; how excessive, wrote in diary with tears in my eyes.

April 9th, Tuesday, waited in the library for the NPC to finish reading the light novel so I could hide it again; she hadn't finished yet, wrote in diary.

April 10th, Wednesday, she finished reading it, and then suddenly came over to strike up a conversation.

(Note: The above are all fast-forward records, not diary content)

Library.