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

Kijima Tsukur sat in his seat with his legs crossed, resting his chin on his left hand while fiddling with a Rubik's cube in his right to pass the time. Katsuragi and Kamuro Masumi stood behind him.

There were ten minutes left until 4:30, a little early.

"Heh..."

Kamuro Masumi crossed her arms, glanced at Kijima Tsukur, and sneered:

"It's Morishita, right? I didn't see you communicating much with that weirdo. Did she tell you the responses from the other classes?"

"..."

Kijima Tsukur ignored her.

In truth, there was no response. Morishita Ai had only reported via LN that everyone had been notified, and whether the other classes showed up or not was their own business.

"I'm telling you..."

Kamuro Masumi's tone was somewhat mocking: "Whatever method you used to get this information, plus the analytical ability you showed a few days ago, you do have some skill, but..."

As she spoke, Kamuro Masumi looked even more disdainful:

"The other classes aren't going to coddle you like we do. Are you really sure they'll come?"

"You..."

Kijima Tsukur turned his head to stare into her eyes, slightly surprised: "If I recall, your name is Kamuro Masumi, right? I didn't expect you to be unexpectedly kind."

Although her words were vicious, what she said was essentially analyzing the situation for him, telling him not to be too arrogant, or at least to know his place.

"Huh?"

Kamuro Masumi was momentarily speechless: "Are you an idiot?"

With that, Kamuro Masumi didn't hold back and kicked the leg of the folding chair, but Kijima Tsukur raised his hand to block it.

"Don't be so angry..."

Kijima Tsukur blocked Kamuro Masumi's lower leg with his left hand, his expression as calm as ever, though he was secretly surprised inside.

He had no doubts about his own judgment.

It was just rare to see a girl so decisive; it was as if she were simply making it clear not to mistake her for a good person.

Therefore, Kamuro Masumi didn't continue to press the issue, though she was secretly surprised herself—this guy didn't seem to be weak in terms of physical ability either.

Katsuragi, Kito, and the others were equally surprised.

Just now, Kijima Tsukur had been sitting in his chair and used a reverse-hook motion to block the kick aimed at the chair leg.

It was difficult to exert force from that position, and blocking it required far more strength than the attacker.

Of course, Kamuro Masumi likely hadn't used her full strength, but this was enough to prove that Kijima Tsukur's physical prowess was certainly not weak.

"Interesting."

Kijima Tsukur then turned his head to look at Kamuro Masumi and said:

"Are you dissatisfied, or perhaps even disgusted, by being called kind?"

"You..."

"Don't get worked up, I have no interest in those things."

Kijima Tsukur gazed into Kamuro Masumi's amethyst-like eyes and said calmly:

"Kamuro, be my woman. You're good-looking, and I quite like this personality of yours."

"Huh?"

Silence.

Kamuro Masumi was dumbfounded.

There had indeed been some irritation in her tone just a moment ago, but now she was truly stunned.

Katsuragi and the others nearby were equally shocked. They had just been talking about the meeting, and suddenly he was confessing.

Wasn't this topic shift a bit too fast?

What were they supposed to do?

Should they watch the drama or just leave?

They should have felt awkward, but Kijima Tsukur's topic shift was so absurd that Katsuragi and the others couldn't even feel awkward; they just felt completely bewildered.

After a long while, Kamuro Masumi finally reacted, glaring at him:

"Get lost. I have no interest in a weirdo like you. Or do you think you can win me over to betray Sakayanagi this way? Keep dreaming! Neither you nor her are good people!"

Wow...

Katsuragi and the others, having regained their senses, kept their eyes fixed on their own noses and minds.

What was going on with these two? The confession was so fast, and the rejection was so carefree—it was truly peculiar.

Just as Kamuro Masumi had said.

Kijima Tsukur was a weirdo, and it seemed like she, Kamuro, was much the same.

Everyone secretly observed the two of them.

The topic had shifted so quickly that they couldn't quite keep up, but feeling that there shouldn't be any real trouble, they decided to just sit back and watch the show.

Yamamura Miki, sitting in the corner, also looked back and forth between the two.

Could this really be considered a confession?

It was so casual...

"Don't misunderstand."

Kijima Tsukur turned back, leaning against his chair as he said indifferently:

"It's nothing more than you having some leverage held over you by Sakayanagi, and since your interests align, you're helping her out."

"I've said it before, you will become my subordinates; this is destiny. I have no interest in the act of recruiting people."

"Hmph."

Kamuro Masumi crossed her arms and let out a soft snort.

Although she detested Kijima Tsukur's matter-of-fact attitude, she had to admit that this guy had real ability, seeing through her situation in an instant.

"Kijima."

At this moment, Hashimoto Masayoshi also managed to squeeze out a smile, trying to salvage the situation:

"Why don't we just let it go? I have a feeling they aren't coming."

"Rest assured."

Kijima Tsukur, in a good mood, glanced at him before finally offering an explanation:

"I don't do these things without a reason."

"..."

Hashimoto Masayoshi still wanted to retort.

No matter the reason, he shouldn't be doing this...

But... trying to stop someone who was leaking class information was simply impossible.

Limited to three people.

Kijima Tsukur was doing this on purpose, naturally.

He wasn't entirely sure what the others were thinking, but any normal person should find the school's benefits to be abnormal, right?

Limited to three people.

Based on who showed up, he could roughly judge the class structure of the other classes, as well as the leadership style of their leaders.

For example.

Were they late?

How many people arrived in the end?

Did they send a leader alone, or did they break the three-person limit?

What was the dynamic between those who arrived?

What was their attitude toward other classes, and how did they react upon hearing the information, and so on!

A single invitation could reveal quite a lot, and this would determine how he treated other classes in the future.

Although he had decided on an ALL-A, for everyone to graduate from Class A.

Kijima Tsukur had never guaranteed that it would be done in a peaceful manner.

Just then, Kijima Tsukur's ears twitched slightly:

"They're here!"

As soon as those words were spoken.

Katsuragi, Hashimoto Masayoshi, and the others immediately turned serious.

No matter how much they argued within the class or what their individual agendas were, they remained a single entity when outside; every member of Class A possessed this level of awareness.

Meanwhile.

On the roof of the school building.

Ichinose Honami glanced at the rooftop and suddenly stopped in her tracks, causing the two boys following behind her to look puzzled.

They were the two representatives chosen by Class 1-B, Kanzaki Ryuji and Shibata Sou!

"Ichinose, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just making a few adjustments."

"Hmm?"

Kanzaki and Shibata exchanged glances.

Today, Ichinose Honami had brought them new information, speculating that it was highly likely only Class A graduates were granted the opportunity to choose their own career paths.

Although it wasn't certain whether this was true or not, the possibility was quite high.

The three of them had roughly guessed that Kijima Tsukur inviting them was likely to discuss matters concerning the school.

But they hadn't expected this.

That the cheerful and intelligent Ichinose would need to make adjustments left the two of them feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Ichinose."

Shibata asked with a curious tone: "Didn't you say you ran into Katsuragi and Kijima from Class A at the Student Council yesterday? What kind of person is that Kijima Tsukur?"

"Hmm... how should I put it."

Ichinose tried to recall, scratching her head in slight embarrassment:

"It's an indescribable feeling. Although it's not very nice to say, if I had to put it into words... he gives off a dangerous vibe, doesn't he?"

"..."

Kanzaki and Shibata exchanged glances.

Even though they had only been interacting for three days, the two of them could roughly sense it.

Ichinose wasn't the type to speak ill of others, so for her to give such a negative evaluation like "dangerous."

Just how dangerous must that Kijima Tsukur be?

Thinking of this,