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

If it were just like the delinquents in manga, bringing him a meal or something similar...

In her eyes, that was just a trivial matter.

It didn't seem entirely unacceptable, did it?

Perhaps she could even make a friend and have a normal high school life?

As for the boyfriend thing, Yamamura Miki wasn't considering it at all; no matter how you looked at it, Kijima Tsukur was the type with something wrong in his head...

After hesitating for a long while... Yamamura Miki only dared to nod and let out an "oh":

"Oh..."

Clatter...

The sound of a pile of mobile phones hitting the floor rang out.

The entire class was collectively dumbfounded, and every boy had a look of utter astonishment on his face.

This was their first meeting, right?

He asked a girl he didn't even know to take care of him the very first time they met?

Unexpectedly, this girl actually agreed—and the key was that Yamamura Miki was quite pretty and didn't seem like the type to be promiscuous; on the contrary, she looked very innocent.

How could this be...

For a moment, many boys widened their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were still dreaming.

Could there really be such a thing as destiny?

No way, right?

"Then let's go."

Kijima Tsukur didn't care.

He turned and walked toward the back door, his right index finger pointing at the ceiling, his indifferent voice drifting back from the aisle:

"Remember the name of your leader—Kijima Tsukur!"

Chapter 6 My Foolish Young Master

Class 1-A.

Yamamura Miki stood at her desk, hesitant about whether she should really leave with Kijima Tsukur.

But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke to her, and no one came forward to comfort or dissuade her, as if she had already been forgotten.

After hesitating for a long while.

She really had been forgotten.

Yamamura Miki still picked up her school bag and silently left the classroom to chase after him.

After the two of them left.

The entire Class A remained in silence.

Although they understood the diversity of human society, what happened today still shattered the worldviews of quite a few people...

They hadn't expected, That there could actually be someone like Kijima Tsukur in this world...

After a long silence, someone finally spoke up:

"That... was truly impressive..."

"My god... I never thought such a person existed in this world."

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. What should we do now?"

"After all, we are in the same class and have to spend the next three years together, so let's just introduce ourselves simply."

Soon.

No one cared about Kijima Tsukur anymore.

After all, no matter how strange he was, it had nothing to do with them; at most, they had just witnessed the diversity of the human species.

Even if, according to Kijima Tsukur's speculation, individual performance would affect next month's points.

No matter how strange Kijima Tsukur was, Once it reflected on their points next month, he would naturally settle down.

As members of Class A.

Most people followed the principle of "none of my business, none of your business." As long as it didn't affect them, they couldn't be bothered to care, no matter how strange Kijima Tsukur acted.

What's more.

Having a freak in the class, Could even add a little bit of fun to their campus life.

Everyone began to introduce themselves.

Some people approached Katsuragi, while many others went up to Sakayanagi Arisu to offer their help, seeing that she had difficulty walking.

Of course, there were also some lone wolves who left the classroom on their own.

However.

There was no doubt that.

Kijima Tsukur, who viewed everyone as his subordinates, currently had only Yamamura Miki by his side.

After the self-introductions were finished, the next event was the entrance ceremony.

Following a long and tedious lecture from the school leadership, everyone was dismissed on the spot, and the afternoon was left as free time.

Even without the analysis from Kijima Tsukur and the others, no one in Class A would be blinded by this massive amount of points.

There is no such thing as a free lunch; everyone naturally understood such a simple truth.

Whether in groups of two or three or acting alone, everyone chose to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment as their first step.

Meanwhile, at Keyaki Mall.

Kijima Tsukur brought Yamamura Miki to the convenience store and handed her two shopping baskets.

"I'm not really sure what one needs when living alone. While I know things like toothpaste and toothbrushes are definitely necessary, I'm bound to overlook the details, and I'm not familiar with the prices either. It's better to leave this to you professionals; help me pick out the same things you're getting."

"Eh!?"

Yamamura Miki stood there, holding a shopping basket in each hand, looking completely dumbfounded.

Was he actually expecting her to carry them?

Not only did she have to help Kijima Tsukur shop, but she also had to carry his things?

Wasn't he being a bit too demanding?

Helping him pick out a few items was one thing, but wasn't this going a bit too far?

Yamamura Miki wanted to refuse, but she felt too embarrassed to do so. In the end, as a form of protest, she said weakly.

"Um... there are some things that are different for men and women..."

"It doesn't matter, there should be standard versions, right? Just get me the standard ones."

"O-okay..."

Yamamura Miki felt like crying. She walked up to the toothpaste shelf, holding both baskets, and looked back at Kijima Tsukur with a miserable expression.

"I don't have a free hand..."

"Then I'll do it. Which one should I pick?"

"Generally, seven or eight hundred yen is fine. Anything cheaper might affect your comfort, but if you prefer something high-end, you could also choose the one for 1,500 points."

"I see. The standard one is fine. What about you?"

"I'm getting the same."

Kijima Tsukur picked out two boxes of toothpaste and tossed them into the baskets in Yamamura Miki's hands, showing absolutely no consideration for her as a girl and feeling no psychological burden in bossing her around.

The two continued to browse the convenience store.

Whenever they encountered something that needed to be bought, Yamamura Miki would speak up softly, and Kijima Tsukur would place the items she specified into their respective baskets.

When they reached items like cosmetics.

Yamamura Miki would also ask if he had the habit of using facial cleanser or similar products.

As they walked, Yamamura Miki secretly observed Kijima Tsukur like a little wife, her mind filled with frantic complaints...

This person is just too much...

As they bought more items, the baskets on both sides grew heavier.

They had only met for the first time today, And he was already bossing her around like this, even making a girl carry his things?

It was simply outrageous!

However, Kijima Tsukur never ignored her...

Due to her weak sense of presence, she hadn't had many friends growing up, and this was the first time she had gone shopping with someone other than her parents.

This novel experience made Yamamura Miki feel a little excited.

Of course, It would be even better if Kijima Tsukur could share the burden.

Ah... no... these were Kijima Tsukur's things to begin with, so he should be the one carrying them. Damn it.

Soon.

The two arrived at a corner of the convenience store.

They saw the word "free" written on the price tag, and the shelves were stocked with various foods and daily necessities. A man and a woman were standing by the shelves, observing them.

"Eh!? There's actually free stuff..."

Yamamura Miki muttered in surprise, looking toward Kijima Tsukur beside her:

"I see a lot of free toothpaste, toothbrushes, facial cleansers, and things like that here. Didn't you say we might not necessarily have 100,000 points next month? Should we switch to these free ones instead?"

"No need."

Kijima Tsukur glanced at them casually:

"You get what you pay for. These products are likely even lower quality than the cheapest items available; they're probably just barely functional. Even if we don't have that many points next month, there's no need to settle for this."

"That's true..."

Yamamura Miki nodded. She had experienced it before, after all.

If ordinary toothpaste was just average, cheap toothpaste felt like sand and was incredibly uncomfortable to use. These free products likely offered nothing more than a basic cleaning effect, and using them might even make one feel nauseous.

Although her voice was naturally quieter than most people's, their conversation was still overheard by those nearby.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you."

A young girl in front of the shelves looked toward the two of them, her voice cold and detached:

"What did you mean just now when you said we might not necessarily have 100,000 points next month?"

"Um..."

Yamamura Miki was instantly startled. Not knowing how to respond, she quickly retreated behind Kijima Tsukur and pushed him forward.

Kijima Tsukur had some impression of the two of them; they were the ones sitting in the seats next to them on the bus.

Running into them here could be considered a stroke of fate, so they were qualified enough for him to bother remembering their names. Kijima Tsukur said indifferently:

"Names?"

"That's fair... It was indeed rude of me to ask so abruptly without introducing myself first."