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

Ever since she received this Diary, our young lady Shinomiya Kaguya had not missed a single day of entries, nor had she missed out on a single point of reading progress.

Naturally, on this, the thirty-first-day anniversary of the Diary's arrival, she had successfully accumulated 31 reading points.

The "Message" section, opened by Kushida Kikyo and Sakayanagi Arisu, began to echo in her ears with voices that were similar yet distinct.

"Accumulated reading points: 31, 'Message' section unlocked."

"Detected pending message upload... Unable to upload. Currently, you do not have messaging permissions. Please wait patiently for your plot to begin."

"Message."

This was the feature Shinomiya Kaguya had been longing for most—the ability to communicate directly with the person recording in the Diary.

It had finally opened.

It wasn't as if she hadn't tried to pick up a pen and write the questions she wanted to ask directly into the Diary. The pages of the Diary were nearly infinite; while indestructible, they allowed for writing on the blank sheets.

Combined with the fact that her actions were rationalized in the eyes of others whenever she used the Diary, Shinomiya Kaguya actually quite enjoyed using this function to kill time during meaningless moments.

However, the words she had written over the past month had never received a response, nor had they even been mentioned. She had assumed that being allowed to write was merely a minor loophole in the Diary.

Little did she expect that it was actually a reserved space, a... chat box for uploading messages?

Upon hearing the word "Message," a flame of hope ignited in Shinomiya Kaguya's heart.

But in the next instant, the flame was blown out.

The Diary would not let her send a message.

"What do you mean the plot hasn't started? Why can't I send a message? Then who exactly is allowed to send one?"

Clutching the Diary, Shinomiya Kaguya asked angrily.

The Diary, quietly flipping to the next page, gave her the answer.

The "Little Princess" can send messages.

The "Two-Faced Person" can send messages.

"Shinomiya Kaguya" cannot send messages.

It was as if a door had been deliberately opened, only for a sign to be hung upon it, with the words "Shinomiya Kaguya Not Allowed Entry" written in large letters.

...She was being discriminated against.

As the young lady of the Shinomiya family, she, Shinomiya Kaguya, was being discriminated against!

Irritated, extremely irritated.

But there was nowhere for this anger to be vented.

The Diary could not be torn, could not be discarded, and she could not speak of it to anyone else.

She could only hug her maid while lying on the bed, continuing to flip through the Diary.

She went to look at the "Messages" from others.

Then, beneath the conspicuous black question mark amidst the red annotations, she gently tapped a "Like."

I really do want to send a question mark to the guy behind this Diary.

Advanced Nurturing.

Dormitory.

The night grew late, yet Horikita Suzune had still not gone to sleep.

It was not just because she had yet to open the Diary that had already updated for the day, but also because she was pondering the words Asakura Toru had left behind at noon.

"Self-awareness, and friends..."

Standing before the mirror, looking at the girl with the beautiful face reflected within, Horikita Suzune was lost in a daze.

That was herself, but... it also didn't seem like herself.

Horikita Suzune had never imagined there would come a day when she would feel so like a stranger to herself.

Horikita Suzune had never imagined there would come a day when she would start to question how much of her efforts up to this day had actually been meaningful.

The young girl caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

Her beautiful, long black hair—that was the long hair her brother had once said he liked. It was very pretty, but it was not what she herself liked.

In the past, she should have preferred a more refreshing short hairstyle.

Her violet-red pupils, appearing as if they were emitting a faint glow, were embedded in her eyes like exquisite glass beads.

Regarding her appearance, Horikita Suzune was quite confident.

Even though she kept people at a distance, she had still received quite a few love letters back in middle school.

Her relatively full and curvaceous figure, her healthy and powerful body.

These were all the results of her strictly following her formulated plans and maintaining a regular schedule over these past years.

"I am very good at... squeezing myself dry." She repeated the words Asakusa Toru had said in a soft voice.

Study, study, study.

Thinking about it carefully, she was indeed very good at squeezing herself dry.

During summer vacation, her schedule looked like this.

0:00-6:00, sleep.

6:00-7:00, breakfast.

7:00-12:00, study.

12:00-13:00, lunch.

13:00-18:00, study.

18:00-19:00, dinner.

19:00-24:00, study.

She had packed her daily routine tight, leaving no room to breathe, and never allowing herself any prolonged relaxation.

She had indeed executed this plan very well.

As long as she thought about catching up to her brother, she could... squeeze herself dry time and time again.

But...

"The efficiency is too low."

Her brother's time was not spent solely on studying; at this school, he had even become the student council president.

Even if she aimed for her brother Horikita Manabu, the only thing she could catch up on was 'studying'.

But that was not enough.

That would not be enough to gain her brother's recognition.

"Friends... huh." Suddenly exhaling a long breath, Horikita Suzune relaxed the tense expression on her face.

She still hadn't managed to piece together a complete self, and she still hadn't managed to see herself clearly in the mirror.

That said, asking her to just go out and make friends was still something that made her feel hesitant.

Indecisive, stagnant.

Friends, friends, friends...

The words 'idiot Horikita Suzune' that she had hallucinated hearing from Kushida Kikyo in the morning echoed in her ears for a moment for no reason.

Speaking of friends, the person at this school who most wanted to be friends with her was Kushida Kikyo.

Aside from Kushida Kikyo...

There was that guy with no friends.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

He seemed to really want a friend, wanting it so much that he even took the initiative to hang out with that group including Yamauchi.

If it were him, in his eyes, what kind of person would 'Horikita Suzune' be?

...It felt like nothing could be pieced together in his eyes; when it came to social skills, it was hard to say who was weaker between him and her.

Although she had absolutely no friends, for some reason, Horikita Suzune still felt that her social skills were better than Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's.

"Tick, tock..."

The clock swayed bit by bit, and before she knew it, she had been standing in front of the mirror for a long time.

"...Speaking of which, I haven't read today's Diary yet." Raising her hand to touch her cheek, Horikita Suzune muttered to herself.

Self-awareness and friends were important, but at the same time, the Diary was also important.

Turning around to sit down, the Diary quietly appeared on the table in front of her once again.

The young girl raised her fair hand and took the initiative to turn the pages.

Chapter 67 Horikita Suzune Has an Epiphany

[I'm here to write in the diary again--

Why does it feel a bit like begging for food?

...Forced by life, I have no choice but to perform for a living.

Ah, sorry, the streamer has no talents, so I can only share a little trick with everyone to quietly and quickly stun the whole crowd when school starts.

For example... randomly find a cute female classmate, hold her hand, and say: "I've also become a magical girl, let's work hard together from now on!"

ps: This little trick has already been performed by someone at this school.

That's right! It's our Little Princess!

Although, it happened almost a month ago, so it might be a little bit behind the times.

But that's okay, I believe everyone will be able to use this little trick in the future!]

By the way, let me ask on everyone's behalf: ALICE, have you really turned into a magical girl?

Hey, hey, hey, why were you holding Xiao Mei's hand? Why did you seek out classmate Xiao Mei, whom you had never met or had any connection with before?

If it isn't because you also became a magical girl, then what could it be?

Could it be... that your love-addled brain is acting up?!

Love at first sight, holding hands on the spot, and then a confession!

I feel like I can smell the scent of citrus.

Thinking about it carefully, there are quite a few people with homosexual tendencies at Advanced Nurturing.

Like that certain quasi-student council president who declared she would completely transform this school into one where "might makes right," like the Mascot in Class B... oh, who is now in Class A thanks to the Little Princess's efforts, and then there's the Phantom Thief, who you wouldn't expect, but might also have something going on...

And then add our Little Princess to that...

Hehehe, Advanced Nurturing is truly full of talent.

Let's put the Little Princess aside for now; today's Diary—there's one more thing!

Messages!

I believe everyone has seen them by now, right? You all know about this, don't you?

I'm going to criticize this.

There is this all-powerful noble lady, truly amazing, absolutely amazing!

She actually has the ability to send a message from the other side of the Diary right to me!

What did she come to leave a message for?

To scold me!

Heart-wrenching, truly heart-wrenching!