By the standards of an ordinary first-year high school student, getting a perfect score was practically impossible.
(Did I somehow end up at the Chūnin Exam written-test site from Naruto?)
That was the first association that came to Shimizu Akira's mind.
The Chūnin Exams deliberately included questions beyond the syllabus, planted candidates who could score full marks, and even allowed up to five instances of cheating before disqualifying anyone.
That all made perfect sense. They were selecting ninjas, after all, and testing their ability to gather intelligence, conduct reconnaissance, and use ninjutsu.
But this was just an ordinary school, and he was just an ordinary student.
Ordinary people could hardly get a perfect score, let alone cheat.
If he got caught cheating, all that awaited him was a cold zero and disciplinary action under the school rules.
The rules in the Student Manual were perfectly clear, leaving no room for negotiation.
But since the School Administration had deliberately designed an exam like this, there had to be a hidden catch, just like during the first month.
(Could this be... the hidden assessment for the second month?)
Once the thought occurred to him, every strange detail suddenly made sense.
The sudden chime of his phone interrupted Shimizu Akira's thoughts.
He set down his chopsticks and picked up his phone. A message from Kamuro Masumi had arrived—
[Guess I underestimated you guys. I thought you'd get zero points.]
Shimizu Akira raised an eyebrow. It seemed Class A had already heard that Class D had earned 530 Class Points. Was this message... a compliment?
After spending a month around her, Shimizu Akira had learned to automatically filter out the tsundere in her words and translate what she really meant.
This message, for example, probably meant something like: "Getting 530 Class Points is impressive!