In Classroom of the Elite, but in the Underworld

In the Classroom of the Oppai Supremacist, but in the Underworld

Author: Woyouzui

Synopsis:

Transmigrated into the Advanced Nurturing High School, obtained superpowers from the Underworld. Time stop, body swap, hypnosis...

"Little Kikyo, you wouldn't want..."

Volume One

Chapter 1 Welcome to the Classroom of XX Supremacism

[Welcome to the Classroom of the Oppai Supremacist. I am your system sprite, and I am very happy to serve you.]

Watching the scenery whiz by outside the window, Takeda Eito suddenly snapped back to reality.

???

At the same time, a massive surge of memories flooded into his mind.

He remembered now.

He was a transmigrator, originally an ordinary college student living an ordinary life.

But for some reason, he had suddenly appeared here.

Classroom of the Oppai Supremacist?

If he remembered correctly, he had read this novel. The original title was "Classroom of the Elite," but because the author felt the illustrator had drawn the characters' breasts too large, he mockingly changed it to the current name.

Could it be that he had entered the world of the novel?

That was not good. After all, he was just an ordinary person; how could he compete with a group of geniuses? Class D would be fine, he could just slack off, but wouldn't he get beaten up by Ryuen in Class C?

[Your superpower has awakened. Currently: Time Control: 1. Time Acceleration, 2. Time Deceleration, 3. Time Stop]

"Huh?"

How was he invincible the moment he arrived?

Although he was happy, this was too fast; there was no sense of accomplishment at all.

[Current AP is 10. Time Stop can be used for 10 seconds. Time Deceleration (10x) can be used for a maximum of 1 minute. The lower the deceleration multiplier, the longer the duration. AP can be recovered through sleep or by using special items.]

So he wasn't that invincible after all. However, in a sense, he was already invincible.

Because this superpower was a divine tool for fighting. Decelerating time by ten times meant his reaction speed would be ten times faster than others. As long as the opponent didn't drop an atomic bomb on him, he wouldn't fear anyone. Even if they used a gun, he could dodge before they pulled the trigger, unless it was a sniper shot and he hadn't noticed it.

Thinking this, he opened his personal information:

[Name: Takeda Eito]

[Age: 16]

[HP: 10]

[Strength: 5 (Average is 5)]

[AP: 10]

[Charm: 7 (Average is 5)]

[Malice Value: 0]

According to the system's introduction, the so-called Malice Value refers to the malice that exists in human nature.

To increase Malice Value, one needs to come into contact with people who have dark hearts and extract malice from their actions and thoughts.

People who appear sunny, cheerful, and helpful, and are seen as good people, can sometimes also generate Malice Value.

Likewise, people who are disliked do not necessarily have only flaws.

Good and evil are only a thought apart.

And Malice Value was the key to improving his strength. It could not only improve his physical abilities but also unlock new superpowers, and he could even spend a certain amount of points to draw out the darkness deep within others' hearts and heighten certain desires.

After understanding the system's functions, he carefully observed his surroundings.

At this moment, he was sitting by the window of a bus. There were several other students on the bus dressed in the same school uniform, likely new students like him who were about to enter the Advanced Nurturing High School.

And sitting next to him was a boy.

Observing closely, the boy had regular features, and his appearance was above average among boys. However, that expressionless face gave people a feeling of not wanting to get close.

"Hello." Takeda Eito recognized this person's identity immediately. "Are you also a new student at the Advanced Nurturing High School?"

"Uh... yes."

Perhaps not expecting Eito to suddenly greet him, Ayanokoji hesitated slightly before he replied.

"What a coincidence. It would be great if we were in the same class."

"...Yeah."

Ayanokoji still had no expression, but he nodded slightly.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have given up on continuing the conversation when faced with Ayanokoji's somewhat cold response, because in this country, coldness represents rejection and a desire not to speak with you; this is the default rule among adults.

But he was no ordinary person.

He knew that Ayanokoji likely didn't dislike him, but truly didn't know what to say.

"Um, classmate, why did you choose to attend this school? Do you have some kind of pursuit?" He threw out the topic again, which was also the question he had most wanted to ask before he transmigrated.

"...I don't know." Ayanokoji looked at him somewhat strangely this time, his mind filled with complex thoughts. "Perhaps it's because I don't know, that I want to find out."

It seemed like he hadn't said anything at all, but Eito had already found the answer in those words.

Yes, that is life.

If you don't know, go find the answer; if you don't understand, experience it once and you will know.

"What a brilliant answer. I declare that from now on, you are a friend of mine, Takeda Eito. What is your name?"

"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka."

"Takeda Eito, please take care of me~" Eito reached out his hand.

"...I don't like men."

Eito: "..."

"That was a joke just now... was it not funny..."

"It was cold..."

"Sorry."

"It's fine." Although he couldn't see any sign of apology on Ayanokoji's expressionless face, Eito chose to forgive him anyway.

Seeing that he had established a rapport with Ayanokoji, Eito decided to take it a step further and chat about other things to solidify their relationship.

But just then, he heard an argument coming from the front.

Just as he had seen in the novel, the dispute was between a woman in uniform and a blond-haired boy.

The blond boy had a head of golden hair; although his appearance was handsome, the intense arrogance hidden within his confidence gave off an uncomfortable feeling.

The conflict arose because the woman felt it was pitiful for an elderly lady to be standing, so she wanted the blond boy to give up his seat, but he ignored her.

Eito knew who the blond boy was; it was Koenji Rokusuke from the original story, the young master of the Koenji conglomerate. His specific strength was unknown, but he was likely on the same level as Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

Clearly, it was impossible to make someone like him, who considered himself a genius, give up his seat. The woman probably knew this too, but why did she still do it—

Eito's guess was that, first, Koenji was sitting in a priority seat, and second, the woman disliked Koenji and wanted to use moral weapons to force him to give up his seat obediently.

An average person in this situation might actually give up their seat to avoid trouble, but since it was a tough nut like Koenji, the woman ended up hitting a wall.

"Lady, if you have sufficient evidence to prove that this person is more valuable than me and more suitable for this seat, I might graciously give it up."

"She is your elder, isn't it only right to give up your seat?"

"Judging a person's value by age is clearly irrational. On the contrary, a young person in the prime of puberty with infinite potential for development is more valuable to society than an elderly person. That is the correct judgment. I have absolutely no reason to give up my seat."

The argument continued, and then another sweet voice appeared:

"I think this lady is right..."

The cute-looking girl said, gathering her courage, "Although the old lady is old now, we cannot deny what she has done in the past."

"Pretty girl, you have a point." Koenji shook his head indifferently. "But that still doesn't prove she is more valuable than me."

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the cute girl, who was Kushida Kikyo, turned her gaze toward the others and said pitifully:

"Can a kind person please give up their seat? This old lady really needs one, please~"

Eito turned his gaze toward Ayanokoji:

"Ayanokoji, what do you think?"

"I would probably make the same choice as him."

"Is that so... how cold, Ayanokoji-kun." Eito laughed.

His thoughts were the same as Ayanokoji's, but—

"As a punishment, you can sit with the old lady."

Saying this, he stood up and waved his hand:

"There is an empty seat here, sit in mine."

After the old lady sat down, Eito ignored Ayanokoji's gaze and walked to the front to stand.

Naturally, he stood next to Kikyo.

He was greeted by the little angel's sweet gratitude:

"Thank you just now. If you hadn't been willing to give up your seat, I really wouldn't have known what to do."

"Don't mention it, I wasn't planning on sitting anyway."

"Eh... why?"

"With such a cute girl on the bus, of course I have to get to know her."

"Huh— this—"

Kikyo was somewhat startled by his blunt words, and just as she was about to say something, she saw Eito walk toward the woman who had caused the dispute earlier.

He not only asked for her name but also extended his hand in greeting.

"..."

Kikyo instinctively wanted to take out a mirror to check her reflection, but she held herself back.

Before long, Eito returned to her side.

After what had just happened, although she still wore a smile, her tone was somewhat stiff as she said:

"Classmate, your hobbies are truly... unique."

Eito could tell that she was a bit angry.

However, this was all within his expectations:

"No, you've misunderstood. I don't have any interest in her; I just wanted to ask her about this school. After all, as a local, she should know a thing or two about this place."

"Is that so? Then I suppose I misunderstood you..." Kikyo patted her chest, trying her best to calm her mood, "Then, the 'cute' one you mentioned earlier... who was it? It shouldn't be me, right..."

"Yeah, it wasn't."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly froze. Standing beside Kikyo, Eito felt a cold chill radiating from the young girl, though it only lasted for an instant.

He hurriedly apologized:

"I'm sorry, I was just joking earlier. The cute girl I was talking about is, of course, you. I am truly very sorry!"

"Phew—I understand." As expected of Kikyo, she quickly returned to her sweet demeanor, "But you shouldn't make jokes like that with other girls so easily. You'll be hated for it, and besides... it's not funny at all."