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

Like a corporate slave hearing an alarm clock, they instinctively began to wake up and get to work.

Upon hearing the word "exam," the students of Class A similarly felt an instinctive sense that it was time to take things seriously.

The shining man Katsuragi also straightened his back, signaling that he intended to take this seriously, while the corners of Sakayanagi Arisu's mouth curled upward, as if she finally found things a bit interesting.

"So... what is the content of the exam?"

Kijima Tsukur rubbed his chin as his thoughts continued to diverge, scrutinizing Mashima as if he were appraising an object.

"There are no rules; everything must be explored on your own!"

When I refused to cooperate and didn't distribute the phones, and when Sakayanagi asked a question without raising her hand, the corners of Mashima's eyes twitched noticeably. He was clearly displeased, yet he didn't stop us or offer any reprimand... This is illogical!

This student handbook was published five years ago. Advanced Nurturing prides itself on a free school spirit, and indeed, there are no requirements regarding clothing or hairstyles.

If he were merely dissatisfied with students disrupting the class, Mashima, who has already reached the position of grade-level head, should have long been accustomed to such things. His expression shouldn't have changed so noticeably.

The only explanation is that our behavior affected Mashima himself, though such an inference is not entirely rigorous.

Mashima appears to be the type with a strong sense of responsibility. Perhaps it is out of concern for the students, or perhaps our behavior actually affects us, or maybe it is both?

The content of the exam is not hard to guess!

Classroom discipline? Behavioral norms? Teacher-student etiquette? Or all of the above?

Based on Mashima's evasive answer just now, the points received every month must also be related to this exam. It is impossible for one hundred thousand points to be given out every month.

Therefore, in this situation where the circumstances are unclear, saving points, observing discipline, and fulfilling one's duties as a student is the best policy!

Gulp...

Someone swallowed hard, seemingly startled by Kijima Tsukur's deduction.

However, hindered by their excellent student quality, no one dared to discuss it.

Beside him, Kamuro Masumi also furrowed her delicate brows, casting an imperceptible glance at the man next to her.

Recalling carefully.

This man's deductions were not baseless; every one of his inferences was well-founded.

More importantly, This man always gave off an arrogant, dismissive vibe.

Yet, his insight had been observing the entire class the whole time!

He hadn't just observed the changes in Mashima's expression; he was even clearly aware that Sakayanagi Arisu hadn't raised her hand when she asked her second question.

Does this guy have eyes in the back of his head?

Behind him, Sakayanagi Arisu also revealed a pleased smile.

To think, Kijima Tsukur was actually able to think of parts that even she hadn't noticed.

This was sufficient to demonstrate Kijima Tsukur's ability.

However, the stronger the ability, the more satisfying it would be to toy with him; Sakayanagi Arisu felt a slight spark of interest.

After all, What Kijima Tsukur deduced wasn't actually a major issue.

Even if his deductions were true, even without knowing these things, the basic quality of Class A would ensure there were no problems.

This line of reasoning, Was more about establishing his status within Class A.

However, Everyone soon noticed something wrong.

This guy himself said the best policy was to save points, observe classroom discipline, and fulfill one's duties as a student!

Yet, Kijima Tsukur himself was still sitting with his legs crossed and failing to observe classroom etiquette. Wasn't this just a joke?

On the podium.

Mashima was also wearing a look of astonishment.

Having served as the homeroom teacher for Class A for so many years, he hadn't lacked students capable of perceiving the school's rules, but that usually required several days of observation.

However, Like Kijima Tsukur, Someone who could deduce the truth immediately after hearing the rules.

There hadn't been a single one!

Although this wasn't the whole picture, that was only because of insufficient information; it was impossible to deduce all the rules based on this little bit of intelligence.

After the initial shock, Mashima felt a sense of relief.

Kijima Tsukur, Katsuragi Kohei, Sakayanagi Arisu.

It was in the bag!

This year's Class A had even more talent than he had imagined!

He looked at Kijima Tsukur, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Are there any other questions?"

"Can you answer them?"

"Whether you can get an answer depends on yourselves."

Clearly, due to school restrictions, even if he wanted to, Mashima could not provide answers as he pleased.

Of course, it was impossible to restrict a person's actions solely through rules; it was mostly a matter of Mashima's professional ethics.

"Then that won't be necessary."

Mashima was not the only one who could search for information, and Kijima Tsukur had no interest in such ambiguous answers.

Seeing that no one else had any questions, Mashima announced that the school entrance ceremony would take place in an hour, then walked out of the classroom in his leather shoes, leaving the remaining time to the students.

The classroom immediately fell into silence, with many students casting their gazes toward Katsuragi, Sakayanagi Arisu, and Kijima Tsukur.

This was a superpower unique to the Japanese—

Reading the room!

Even without verbal communication, everyone keenly sensed the situation.

Even if it wasn't clear who would stand at the pinnacle of the class, these three were undoubtedly the central figures of Class A, or at the very least, belonged to the upper echelon of the class.

It was only natural that one of them should take the lead and guide everyone in introducing themselves.

That would make it easier for everyone to get to know each other.

At this moment.

Kijima Tsukur stood up with his Rubik's cube and finally turned to look at Sakayanagi Arisu and Katsuragi Kohei:

"Sakayanagi, Katsuragi, from now on, you are both my subordinates."

Chapter 5: A Single Stroke of Destiny, You Are All My Subordinates

"Huh!?"

Kamuro Masumi, standing to the side, looked like she couldn't take it anymore.

She had thought this guy was going to introduce himself, or perhaps express a desire to be class representative, which would have been fine, but he actually opened his mouth to demand they become his lackeys?

And he was so righteous about it, too?

Kijima Tsukur spoke as if he were declaring a simple fact—that from now on, the two of them were his subordinates—his tone was incredibly natural.

Kamuro Masumi truly didn't understand.

What on earth was going on in this guy's head? How had he managed to grow up this old without being beaten to death?

Even if he were some kind of wealthy heir, this was beyond absurd.

However, Kamuro Masumi was also excited to watch the drama unfold, secretly observing the expressions of Sakayanagi Arisu and Katsuragi, wondering how they would react.

She really hoped someone would beat this self-righteous Kijima Tsukur to a pulp.

"Kijima."

Katsuragi stood up, not showing any anger, but instead maintaining his usual calm demeanor.

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Perhaps you aren't very good at socializing for some reason. If you want to build relationships with everyone, I believe that both I and the others would be very happy to be your friends, but there is no such thing as a hierarchy between us!"

Many people showed looks of admiration, already able to see Katsuragi's excellence.

Not only did he not get angry at the other's rudeness, but he even considered the possibility of the other person having special circumstances and was willing to help him integrate into the class.

He was clearly a very excellent leader.

Katsuragi's performance immediately won over the favor of many.

"Katsuragi, it seems you have some misunderstanding."

Kijima Tsukur turned his head to look at Katsuragi, his eyes fixed steadily on him:

"I expressed my meaning very clearly. From now on, you and Sakayanagi are my subordinates. You must obey my orders without question and are not allowed to doubt them. I am not looking to become some equal friend, do you understand?"

"..."

Katsuragi fell silent, and those around them were equally dumbfounded.

The crowd could not hide the look of astonishment on their faces...

They had originally thought that Kijima Tsukur might just be socially awkward, wanting to make friends but not daring to say it directly, which was why he had said things like wanting them to be his subordinates...

I didn't expect this guy to actually be serious...

On the very first day of school, during their first meeting, he was already asking them to become his subordinates?

It was simply absurd... How could such a thing happen in this world? Because it was so outrageous, Katsuragi and the others didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Would it be better to just beat him up?

Or should they ignore him?

"Hehe..."

Sitting in her seat, Sakayanagi Arisu revealed an amused expression and laughed:

"In that case, Kijima-kun, what is your reason for wanting the two of us to become your subordinates?"

"..."

Kijima Tsukur leaned in toward Sakayanagi Arisu, his face less than ten centimeters away from her pretty face, his pitch-black pupils seemingly scrutinizing her soul.

"When Mashima-sensei asked us to ask questions, there was a five-second gap, followed by Katsuragi raising his hand, and you immediately followed up with your own question."

"To say that all of this was a coincidence would be too much of a stretch."

"It is true that there are many people in Japan who are afraid to express themselves, so a gap in time is normal."

"But you raised your hand to signal when you took out your phone, which shows that you understand classroom etiquette and are not afraid to express yourself."

"Therefore, there is only one reason! You intentionally asked your question right after Katsuragi!"

Sakayanagi Arisu's smile widened, and she felt like applauding him.

This Kijima Tsukur before her might be even more interesting than she had imagined. She narrowed her eyes and smiled:

"An interesting hypothesis. And then?"