Classroom of the Elite, It's Not About Meritocracy, It's About Me Ruling the World! 36

It is not difficult to become the leader of Class A.

But trying to touch the money of the people in Class A is like killing their mothers.

It is impossible.

Unless it is something that benefits the entire Class A, then Class A might possibly pool their funds to get it done.

But an act of giving away money like Ichinose Honami did is one hundred percent impossible; they would only think she is an idiot, just like Hashimoto Masayoshi does.

Eight hundred thousand is not a small amount.

Thinking of that sum of private points just now, Hashimoto Masayoshi and the others couldn't help but glance at Kijima Tsukur.

Chapter 33: Horikita Suzune's Surprise

"Yamamura."

"Ah... yes?"

Under the gazes of everyone, Kijima Tsukur turned to look at Yamamura Miki, handed his phone to her, and said indifferently:

"Help me distribute these eight hundred thousand to the others in Class A, twenty thousand private points each, and tell them to deposit it."

"Wait a second..."

Katsuragi, who was to the side, was a bit surprised: "You want to distribute these private points to us?"

"Is there a problem?"

Kijima Tsukur handed the phone directly into Yamamura Miki's hands:

"On this point, my opinion is the same as Ichinose's. Since these are gains obtained by sacrificing the interests of Class A, I will naturally distribute them based on contribution. It's just that you all basically didn't make any contributions this time, which is why I chose to split them equally. Do you have any complaints?"

"No..."

"Then let's go, Yamamura. You can handle the work tonight; go back and cook for me first."

After saying that.

Kijima Tsukur turned and left the rooftop.

There is money that can be taken, and there is money that cannot.

Moreover, he has no interest in private points.

Private points are weapons; they only achieve their maximum value when spent. Holding them in one's hand is of little use other than for deterrence.

What kind of ridiculous work is this? I don't even work for you...

Yamamura clutched the folding chair in her left hand and held Kijima Tsukur's phone in her right, wanting to cry but having no tears, yet she still hurried to follow him.

Damn it.

To think this guy can hand his phone to her without a single worry.

What if she dropped it?

Thinking of this, Yamamura Miki glared at Kijima Tsukur's back and gripped the phone a little tighter.

Night fell.

The dormitory building.

Horikita Manabu arrived at room 1207 on the 12th floor of the dormitory building.

He took a deep breath.

This was precisely the room of his younger sister, Horikita Suzune.

With his position as Student Council president, finding his own sister's room was naturally effortless.

Horikita Manabu raised his hand.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the events of yesterday.

In fact, during the club orientation yesterday, he had seen the figure of his sister, Horikita Suzune, in the audience.

Upon learning that his sister had chosen this school.

Seeing his sister's waist-length hair, Horikita Manabu knew that she had come here chasing after him.

After all.

He still remembered.

His sister had liked short hair since she was a child.

It was only after he said he liked long hair that Horikita Suzune chose to grow hers out.

Because of this, Horikita Suzune had also stifled her own growth; everything was done to imitate him, her older brother.

Every time he thought of these things, Thinking of the brilliant future that Horikita Suzune once held like an uncut gem, Horikita Manabu felt a pang of deep regret, believing that he had stifled the potential for her growth.

Therefore, he chose to come to this school.

He never expected that Horikita Suzune would follow him here.

Initially, Horikita Manabu had no intention of getting close; he even wanted to deliberately distance himself from his younger sister.

He hoped to use this to motivate Horikita Suzune, to push her to strive toward Class A and let her own brilliance shine!

However.

What he expected even less was meeting Kijima Tsukur...

The moment he saw Kijima Tsukur, Horikita Manabu realized that he was no match for him, and Horikita Suzune could never be his match either.

With Kijima Tsukur around, it was impossible for anyone else to promote to Class A.

The best outcome would be to submit at the feet of Kijima Tsukur and wait for him to lead them all to graduate from Class A.

Although it sounded ridiculous.

Yet, seeing that dark, abyssal light in Kijima Tsukur that seemed to devour everything, that was exactly what Horikita Manabu believed...

In that case, there was no point in distancing himself from Horikita Suzune any longer...

It would be better to express his thoughts clearly and let her enjoy her school life properly.

Thinking of this, Horikita Manabu pressed the doorbell.

Soon, tap, tap, tap.

Hearing the approaching footsteps and thinking of the sister he hadn't seen in so long, Horikita Manabu found himself feeling a trace of nervousness.

"Who is it?"

The door did not open, as Horikita Suzune maintained a certain level of vigilance.

After all, she had never told anyone her room number, and it was already late in the evening, so it seemed suspicious no matter how she looked at it.

Horikita Manabu felt a hint of relief, yet he still said in a deep voice:

"Suzune, it's me."

Tap, tap, tap.

A series of hurried footsteps retreated, as if she had been startled and was backing away.

Inside the room.

Horikita Suzune stumbled back several steps, her face full of shock.

Brother?

How could it be?

Since she was very young, her brother had always kept his distance from her.

Precisely because of that, she had chased after Horikita Manabu's shadow to this school.

Unexpectedly.

Horikita Manabu had actually come to find her now?

Thinking of this, Horikita Suzune felt a sudden panic; she hurriedly smoothed her hair, her cold, composed cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment.

She hadn't seen her brother for so long—so long that even if she wanted to, she didn't know how to face him.

But she couldn't keep Horikita Manabu waiting too long.

"Huu..."

Horikita Suzune took a deep breath, opened the door, and upon seeing Horikita Manabu outside, her excitement spilled out.

"Brother..."

"What, do you intend to have this conversation standing here?"

"No, please come in."

Horikita Suzune ushered Horikita Manabu into the room and then brewed a cup of coffee for each of them.

Horikita Manabu took this moment to observe the dormitory room.

Although the school year had only just begun and the dorm rooms were mostly undecorated, Horikita Suzune's room was exceptionally sparse, almost as if she were imitating him.

On the other side.

Looking at her brother whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Horikita Suzune felt as uneasy as a little girl, completely unsure of how to face Horikita Manabu.

"What is it?"

Horikita Manabu took a sip of coffee and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"How could I be."

Horikita Suzune explained anxiously, "How could I possibly be afraid of my brother!"

"Is that so..."

Horikita Manabu remained expressionless, though he felt a sense of relief inside:

"That's good."

"..."

The two remained silent for a long time.

Horikita Suzune finally relaxed a little and asked softly:

"Brother, why are you here?"

"What, am I not allowed to come?"

"Of course not, it's just that I thought you had always hated me."

"Why would you think that?"

Horikita Manabu frowned, having never imagined that Horikita Suzune would actually think such a thing.