Classroom of the Elite, It's Not About Meritocracy, It's About Me Ruling the World! Chapter 10

"Ahhhhh~ idiot, idiot, Miki, you are such a huge, huge, huge idiot~~~"

Yamamura Miki clutched her head, writhing on her bed like a maggot while incessantly wailing:

"Why did I listen to him? Why couldn't I refuse? Isn't this just letting him boss me around however he wants? Idiot, idiot, you are such a huge idiot."

Yamamura Miki twisted on the bed for a long time, mentally berating herself, feeling like she was completely useless.

She always wanted to refuse tactfully, hoping the other party would understand her intentions.

And then, she ended up being led around by the nose by Kijima Tsukur...

She felt like she was too stupid.

Suddenly.

She sat bolt upright, realizing something, her beautiful eyes widening:

"Could it be that I'm being bullied?"

The more she thought about it, the more it seemed that way.

It was only their first time meeting.

He actually ordered her to buy things, ordered her—a girl—to carry things, ordered her to cook, and it looked like he was going to order her to clean up, too.

And she had to bring that guy lunch tomorrow?

How was that anything other than bullying?

"Refuse! I must firmly refuse tomorrow."

Yamamura Miki clenched her pink fists, trying hard to pump herself up:

"Tell him I don't like this. If he wants me to cook for him, he at least needs to have the attitude of someone asking for a favor. I have to make him beg me properly! Hmph!"

Yamamura Miki gave a proud huff, but then she felt a bit dejected, hugging her pillow as she lay back on the bed, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at the wall.

For someone like her, who had always had a faint presence and no friends since she was little.

Everything today had been a very novel experience.

The first time someone had paid attention to her, the first time she had gone shopping with someone, the first time she had eaten with someone, and a boy at that...

Even if he was a jerk.

But thinking about the two of them walking through the convenience store together, thinking about how she had directed Kijima Tsukur to pick out items, and how he had cooperated by placing the chosen items into the shopping basket.

Even Yamamura Miki had to admit that she didn't actually hate it that much.

That was exactly what made Yamamura Miki the angriest.

Yamamura Miki hugged the pillow to her chest, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

Even though she was being ordered around at will, even though she didn't want it to be this way, her heart just couldn't bring itself to hate it...

"What an idiot... I must refuse properly tomorrow!"

Chapter 8 Breakfast, I really am a piece of trash

The next day.

The second day of school.

Kijima Tsukur woke up on time, finished washing up, and headed to school.

This wasn't his first time living alone, and he wasn't incapable of taking care of himself; he simply lacked knowledge of many common life skills.

Of course, more importantly, it was indeed more comfortable to have someone wait on him.

Kijima Tsukur walked to his seat without looking aside, and even without looking, he sensed some changes.

The entire class was divided into several small cliques and a few loners.

The two largest cliques, Naturally, were the ones surrounding Katsuragi and Sakayanagi Arisu.

Relying on his magnanimous personality and the way he valued his companions, Katsuragi had made quite a few friends.

As for Sakayanagi Arisu...

She was naturally cute, and despite her physical disability, she had a very strong heart; such a personality naturally made it easy to evoke a protective instinct in those around her.

At this moment, quite a few people glanced at Kijima Tsukur as he entered.

There was no scene of him shaking the room and making everyone submit on the spot, nor did he act like a maverick and intentionally provoke anyone.

As long as he didn't affect others, everyone just treated him like air.

From this perspective.

The people in Class A were all extremely excellent, or perhaps it was more accurate to say they tended to treat problems rationally.

Without a conflict of interest, Everyone just maintained a suitable sense of distance and went about their own lives.

This was only natural.

It is commendable that even when they are somewhat displeased, the people in Class A maintain a facade of decency and minimize contact as much as possible.

Precisely because of this, Kijima Tsukur sits alone at his desk undisturbed, while Sakayanagi Arisu, sitting behind him, greets him with a smile.

"Good morning~ Kijima-kun."

"..."

Knowing that Sakayanagi Arisu is merely looking for amusement, Kijima Tsukur ignores her; he has no interest in playing along with her games.

Several people standing beside Sakayanagi Arisu smile but say nothing.

No one advises Sakayanagi Arisu to leave him alone, nor does anyone reprimand Kijima Tsukur for his rudeness, maintaining a stance of indifference to avoid offending either side.

However, a few people do frown.

Relationships between people vary in closeness, and everyone's tolerance levels differ; perhaps, in time, they will lean completely toward Sakayanagi Arisu.

"Kijima-kun."

Sakayanagi Arisu, behind him, does not get angry and wears a pleasant smile:

"No matter how excellent a person is, if they don't take action, no one will be willing to become their subordinate, you know~"

"It seems you have some misunderstanding."

Kijima Tsukur flips through a book with one hand while fiddling with a Rubik's cube with the other, glancing behind him without turning his head:

"It is not that I want to become a leader, nor is it that I must take you as my subordinates. The matter of you becoming my subordinates does not involve any personal will."

Heh.

What an incredibly arrogant young master.

Kamuro Masumi and the others nearby smile without a word; do you really think we would beg to serve you?

"Heh..."

Seeing that Kijima Tsukur does not even turn his head, Sakayanagi Arisu laughs softly:

"Although you say that, it seems the only person currently related to you is that Yamamura-san, right? It's already this late, and she hasn't come to school yet. Did you do something to her, or is she deliberately avoiding you?"

"Whether I have done something to her or she wants to avoid me, destiny cannot be defied."

What Yamamura Miki thinks is not important; Kijima Tsukur is more concerned about why she hasn't arrived yet.

He is still waiting for her to bring his food.

As for whether Yamamura Miki is avoiding him, there is certainly no escaping him.

Sakayanagi Arisu is at a loss for how to respond.

Whenever he encounters a problem, it's destiny—does this guy think he's a god?

Forget it.

Regardless of what Kijima Tsukur thinks.

Sakayanagi Arisu still has her own things to do.

That is to gradually transform these people who have gathered out of concern for her into her own strength, forming her own faction.

Then, she will have a good time playing with Katsuragi and Kijima Tsukur.

If Kijima Tsukur is still like this by then, it will only prove that he is nothing more than that.

On the other side.

At the entrance of Class 1-A.

Yamamura Miki stands outside the door, her presence so thin that the people around her act as if she doesn't exist.

She carries shopping bags in both hands, containing the breakfast she brought for Kijima Tsukur.

Last night, she had already made up her mind to firmly reject Kijima Tsukur today.

But when the moment arrived, Yamamura Miki was truly conflicted—should she bring it or not?

If she were to bring it, She could just deliver it directly to Kijima Tsukur.

If she didn't bring it...

She considers entering the classroom through the back door.

Her seat is in the last row of the first column near the door, while Kijima Tsukur's seat is in the very center; given his personality, he likely wouldn't turn around to observe other things.

In other words.

As long as she moves quietly, she won't be discovered by Kijima Tsukur.

Then she wouldn't have to bring it to Kijima Tsukur.

Come to think of it, Given her faint sense of presence, wouldn't she naturally go unnoticed?

Once class started, even if Kijima Tsukur discovered her, he should be able to understand that she was refusing him, right?

However, Thinking about how Kijima Tsukur had transferred twenty thousand points to her yesterday, which was equivalent to a month's living expenses.

Since she had already accepted the money, wouldn't it be a bit improper not to bring it?

But this money was clearly forced upon her by Kijima Tsukur; she didn't even want it!

"Ugh..."

Yamamura Miki let out a whimper and pulled out her phone to take a look.

There were about fifteen minutes left until the bell rang for class; if she were any later, even if she gave the breakfast to Kijima Tsukur, he wouldn't have time to eat it.

This was the end of the line.

She had to make a decision right here!

Was she really content with being ordered around like this?

Should she politely refuse Kijima Tsukur, or should she hand over the breakfast!

The moment to decide the outcome was now!

"You can do it!"

Yamamura Miki clenched her small fist to cheer herself on.

Decided!

She would go through the front door!

If Kijima Tsukur could discover her, she would hand the breakfast over to Kijima Tsukur.