Classroom of the Elite, Starting with a Zero, I'm Just Going to Lay Flat Since I Know the Plot

Nakano Yuu, on the other hand, appeared extremely honest.

"You all know we were holding a study session yesterday, and since Sudo-kun's foundation is so poor, I told him to go pick out some middle school textbooks to read. He left halfway through, and after our group session ended, I checked his GPS location. I found he wasn't in the library, so I assumed he was slacking off and followed him."

"His foundation is so weak; if he doesn't study more, there's a high chance he'll be expelled."

Nakano Yuu said.

As he spoke, he noticed the light in Chabashira's eyes seemed to dim.

Because what he said—that he told Sudo to go study—sounded like the right thing to say.

But to Chabashira, it meant he hadn't grasped the true meaning of this midterm exam, nor had he understood the implication behind her giving them old test questions in violation of the rules.

So, was she really wrong?

Nakano-kun was not the person she had identified as someone capable of turning around Class D's losing streak.

"Nakano Yuu, are you certain about the truth of what you're saying?"

"If you are a false witness, you will also face punishment," Chabashira said.

"That's right, I am a genuine witness," Nakano Yuu said. "I still remember what Sudo said at the time. One thing he said was, [It's a waste of time; I might as well go back and read a couple more pages of my book, since I already asked for leave from my club anyway.]."

"Exactly, exactly!"

Sudo, who had been in a volatile state earlier, had now left his seat and rushed directly over to Nakano Yuu's desk.

"That's exactly what I said yesterday!" Sudo ran over and nearly grabbed Nakano Yuu's arm. The reason I say "nearly" is because Nakano-kun had already taken a step back just as he lunged.

"Calm down, calm down," Nakano Yuu said.

"Right, so now I have a witness! It was self-defense!" Sudo's tone became firm.

"No, it was a mutual fight," Nakano Yuu said.

?

A question mark seemed to appear over the heads of the students in the class.

"What I saw at the time was you two fighting each other," Nakano Yuu said. "The scene was a mutual fight."

"No," Sudo wanted to say that Class C had started it and he had only defended himself after being hit.

"Actually, a mutual fight might be acceptable," Hirata-kun, who was sitting in front, suddenly said. "Because the punishments Chabashira-sensei mentioned earlier include things like suspension, expulsion, and the deduction of class points."

"So, if it's a mutual fight, then both sides are at fault and both must be punished."

"But our Class D points are already at zero, while Class C still has points that can be deducted."

"So, it definitely isn't a good situation for them."

"Therefore, as long as we pass on the news that our class has an eyewitness, Class C will likely drop their accusation against Sudo."

"Then neither side will be punished, and there won't be any suspensions," Hirata-kun said. "Sudo-kun will naturally be able to attend class as normal without any impact."

Hmm.

That makes sense.

The students in the class nodded at Hirata's plan.

Heh.

Koenji took out a comb to groom his hair.

Horikita remained silent.

Nakano-kun continued to play the role of the eyewitness, meaning he was the one who delivered the information, but the words and the focus were all driven by Hirata.

And.

This gentle approach was also decided by Hirata. It also served to show that Hirata was not qualified.

Sigh.

Chabashira sighed softly.

If one possessed the desire to climb higher, one would naturally look for every opportunity to narrow the gap in class points with the other classes. If they confirmed it was a mutual fight, they could have let Class C lose some points—that was an opportunity. But Hirata didn't do that; he chose to ensure Sudo wouldn't be punished, thus letting the opportunity slip away.

In other words, Hirata did not possess the traits of a Class D student who wanted to climb to the top.

And the outcome Nakano Yuu had just proposed could only lead to this result.

So, regardless of whether he had seen through the true meaning of this midterm written exam or not, he had already made his stance clear.

This was his reply to her.

He had no desire to rise in rank; even in a situation where he could easily force Class C to lose points, he chose not to press the advantage.

If, at the beginning, she had wanted to confirm Nakano Yuu's thoughts, or even held onto constant speculation.

But now.

Chabashira began to feel despair at the current situation; the other party had completely rejected her.

She had thought the current state of the class might be an opportunity—a chance to find life in the midst of death—but the person she had set her sights on had absolutely no intention of climbing higher.

This was a truly desperate state of affairs.

Chabashira closed her eyes in silence and disappointment.

But soon.

A thought occurred to her: what if someone was pushing him to act from behind the scenes?

Although he was very resistant to taking charge of the class, what if someone could actually make him move?

Chabashira began to ponder.

However, she cast her gaze toward Nakano Yuu again and again, looking him over repeatedly.

She discovered that the boy seemed to have no weaknesses.

The only small bug—his lack of written and interview scores—had been resolved because she had intervened and had Hirata re-test him, so his scores were likely already on record. Thus, the bug had vanished.

Looking at it this way, there was simply no way to get a handle on him.

The mature Chabashira felt troubled, while the immature Horikita Suzune turned her head to look over with a puzzled expression.

That was right.

She was Horikita Suzune, the person who had been sitting next to this guy for over a month, and she had been swindled out of 80,000 points by him within five minutes of him striking up a conversation. His excuse had been selling her expiring information.

And now, he had actually taken the initiative to report to everyone that he was a witness to Sudo's fight.

Furthermore, according to Sudo's account, he might truly be an eyewitness.

Logically, this was a piece of very valuable information. Yet, he had just given it away to the students in the class for free.

This wasn't right.

In other words.

Nakano Yuu might have other ideas.

And she wasn't the only one thinking this.

[Nakano-senpai seems a bit strange. This doesn't seem like his style. Based on my understanding of this senpai, he likely still has some malicious intent.]

As for Kushida, her strategist, the underclassman Amasawa from the future, was also suspicious.

"What do you mean? Isn't the matter resolved now?"

[It looks resolved, but your Class D has also lost an opportunity to climb higher. Because if you could prove it was a mutual fight, you could have gotten Class C penalized as well, which would have been beneficial for moving up a class.]

"Oh."

However, Kushida had no interest in this.

Because Kushida didn't care at all about which class she was assigned to or whether the class could take off; she had come here simply to start over.

And now, with the assistance of a genius underclassman, her life should be even more brilliant.

But.

"I don't want to hear any information about Nakano Yuu right now."

"There are less than 20 days left until the midterm exams," Kushida said to herself.

That was right.

Kushida was currently focused on her own affairs.

According to the underclassman Amasawa, her tragic fate of expulsion was triggered by the midterm exams, opening Pandora's box.

During the midterm exams, she would be forced by Nakano Yuu to leave her fingerprints, and she would even do it voluntarily.

This was something she could not accept.

She also felt that Nakano Yuu was very dangerous, so since she had confirmed he was dangerous, if she couldn't afford to provoke him, couldn't she at least avoid him?

Therefore, during this period, she had been distancing herself from him.

And if she kept paying attention to him, wouldn't that just be delivering herself to his doorstep?

Kushida Kikyou wanted to protect herself now.

On the other side.

Ryuen Kakeru of Class C, having received the information, chose to go and intercept that guy Nakano Yuu directly at noon.

ps: Today's update, still 5,000 words, asking for stats, brothers!

Chapter 038: Splitting the Money!

At noon.

Nakano arrived at the cafeteria right on time and began to order his meal.

Horikita was different; she usually didn't come here at noon, choosing to bring her own bento instead.

The school's living conditions were very good, and everyone had a small room of twenty-three square meters. It was small, but it had everything one needed: a small balcony, a small bathroom, a small washing machine, and even a small kitchen. The small kitchen had gas lines—natural gas—which meant.

It was just as expected.

The school actually encouraged students to be self-sufficient and make their own bentos.

After all, the students the school wanted to cultivate couldn't be the type who only knew how to study or play sports; it was best if they possessed more skills.

And the male protagonists in some cross-dressing games are also often the type who excel at cooking.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Nakano Yuu; what he was focused on was the fact that even though he and Horikita had been desk mates for so long, she would sometimes calmly take out her bento during lunch break and eat it all by herself.

That's right.

Eat it all by herself.

There was certainly nothing wrong with that.

And she had absolutely no intention of sharing.

Naturally, Nakano Yuu staring at her all the time didn't mean he wanted to eat it; he was just curious, curious about how her cooking skills were and the like.

As such, with no surprises today, after discovering that Horikita-san had once again chosen to eat her bento alone, Nakano Yuu chose to come to the cafeteria.

After all, he was so poor now that he only had points left, so any problem that could be solved with money wasn't a problem.

He chose to dine at the second-floor cafeteria, while his ordinary classmates were probably hanging out on the first floor, waiting in line to receive the free meal.

The free set meal.

As the name suggests, it was cheap stuff, a form of relief aid, so naturally, it was different from what you bought with money.

Wild vegetables + no oil + poor texture, it was disgusting.

Eating it occasionally was fine, but Nakano Yuu was not willing to mistreat himself.

Thinking this to himself.

"Is that all you're going to eat?" Nakano Yuu said.

And sitting across from him at the dining table was a girl with two large pink pigtails, wearing a pair of non-prescription glasses.