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

The leading girl seemed to be deep in thought, finally nodding after a moment.

"I am a first-year student from Class D, Horikita Suzune. What did you mean when you said it wasn't certain we would receive 100,000 points next month?"

"..."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, standing behind her, felt a bit speechless.

She was completely ignoring his existence... She hadn't even left him a chance to introduce himself before jumping straight into the topic.

Fortunately.

The boy opposite them was as gentle as Hirata, the central figure of their class, and unexpectedly, he did not overlook his presence.

Feeling the gaze of Kijima Tsukur, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji felt a bit tongue-tied:

"Um... also from Class D, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji... um... nice to meet you."

"Kijima Tsukur."

Kijima Tsukur only stated his name.

Yamamura Miki, standing behind them, hesitated about whether she should introduce herself.

But other than Kiyotaka Ayanokoji glancing at her once, Horikita Suzune paid her no mind at all, and the moment for her to speak had passed while she hesitated.

"Exactly what it sounds like."

Only then did Kijima Tsukur answer Horikita Suzune's question, explaining:

"Our teacher only said, 'You currently have 100,000 points on your phones, and points are distributed on the first of every month.' They never guaranteed that we would receive 100,000 every month, so I suspect that individual performance might very well affect the amount of points distributed next month."

"I see... That makes sense. In that case, it would indeed be better to save a little."

Horikita Suzune furrowed her delicate brows and continued to press:

"Do you know anything else?"

"I wouldn't call it 'knowing'..."

Kijima Tsukur did not hold back: "The only other thing is that the fact 'points can be used to purchase anything' is a bit concerning."

"Is that so?"

Horikita Suzune frowned.

She seemed puzzled as to why that would be concerning, though she was well aware that this school was somewhat strange.

After a moment of hesitation, Horikita Suzune took out her phone and said:

"Let's exchange contact information. If you find out anything else, please let me know. I can treat you to a meal or pay you a certain amount of points as compensation."

"No problem."

Kijima Tsukur and Horikita Suzune exchanged contact information, and Kiyotaka Ayanokoji took the opportunity to take out his phone and add a contact as well.

"Thank you. I've finished looking around, so I'll be going now."

Horikita Suzune grabbed a set of free daily necessities and turned to leave the convenience store.

Since she had reached that conclusion, she would naturally save wherever she could.

She wasn't as precious as Kijima Tsukur; aside from cosmetics, she didn't mind if other daily necessities were of lower quality.

Watching her retreating figure, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji hurriedly followed.

Only Yamamura Miki was left with tears streaming down her face.

What about me?

Had Horikita Suzune and the others really ignored her?

Sure enough, Kijima Tsukur was a bit special after all.

Forget it, it was just contact information; she was already used to being ignored by others.

"Um..."

Yamamura Miki said hesitantly: "Kijima-kun, you don't seem to know them either, so why did you tell them all that?"

"There's no need to hide it, is there?"

"I suppose that's true..."

Yamamura Miki nodded.

However, With a beauty like Horikita Suzune, Most people would probably take the opportunity to get closer or try to grab a meal together, right?

Someone as indifferent as Kijima Tsukur was quite rare.

"I didn't expect Kijima-kun to be unexpectedly kind."

"Kind? That's not it. It's just that it doesn't matter. A small thing like this won't affect my destiny."

Kijima Tsukur glanced at the shopping basket in Yamamura Miki's hands and said:

"That should be about it, right? You said you'd cook, so the only thing left was to buy some ingredients."

"Eh!?"

Yamamura Miki was startled, looking like a frightened little deer.

What did he mean?

After finishing the shopping, he actually expected her to cook for him?

On the other side.

Watching Horikita Suzune's back, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji followed her like a tagalong and tentatively spoke up:

"He seems to be the same person from the bus, right?"

"Mm, I'm impressed you remember."

"Well, he was so conspicuous, it would be strange not to remember him, wouldn't it?"

"I suppose that's true."

Recalling Kijima Tsukur's behavior on the bus, Horikita Suzune nodded with a hint of admiration:

"I originally thought he was a weirdo, but it turns out he's unexpectedly easy to talk to."

"Indeed."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji was also a bit surprised.

Even though he seemed like a weirdo on the bus, he turned out to be unexpectedly kind and almost completely unguarded, answering whatever was asked.

Although he still didn't know what was so special about this school, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji felt this was very important information.

He glanced at Horikita Suzune beside him and said:

"Should we go find Hirata and the others now? I think they're probably still hanging out at Keyaki Mall, so it should be easy to run into them."

"Hm?"

Horikita Suzune looked puzzled instead: "Hirata is that blond guy who suggested the self-introductions in class earlier, right? Why would we want to find him?"

"Hm? Weren't you planning to go find him?"

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji wore an equally confused expression.

"I thought he would be considered a central figure in the class and probably already has the contact information for quite a few people. Don't you intend to share the information with him and then notify the rest of the class?"

"Hm? That's strange."

Horikita Suzune stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at Kiyotaka Ayanokoji:

"Why would I share information with the people in the class?"

"Uh... because it seems like quite a few people are planning to spend their points lavishly."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji explained with some hesitation: "If we don't tell them to save their points soon, they'll probably be in for a rough time if we really don't get 100,000 points next month, right?"

"So? What does that have to do with me?"

Despite saying that, Horikita Suzune understood what he meant. She turned her head and continued walking toward the dormitory building, her cold voice drifting back:

"Whether you're being kind or have some other motive,"

"It's your freedom to tell whoever you want, but none of this has anything to do with me, and I have no intention of building relationships with anyone."

"I only bothered to talk to you because you looked so pathetic trying to make friends. Don't bother me again."

"..."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji watched Horikita Suzune walk away, feeling truly helpless.

The hypothesis that individual performance affects the distribution of points is highly likely to be correct, but he didn't know if class performance also played a role.

Without clarity on that point, Sharing the information publicly with classmates would be the correct course of action.

Unfortunately, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji didn't want to stand out too much for the time being.

Since Horikita Suzune was unwilling to speak up, he naturally couldn't do it himself.

Chapter 7: This person is so shameless!

Dormitory building.

Kijima Tsukur returned to the dormitory building carrying two large plastic bags.

There was no helping it; after buying the necessary ingredients, Yamamura Miki simply couldn't carry them anymore, so Kijima Tsukur took them over as well.

As for the expenses, they were, of course, split 50/50.

The two of them relied on their student IDs to receive their dormitory keys and the rulebook.

It was only at this moment that they discovered the school's dormitory was co-ed, with boys on the lower floors and girls on the higher floors.

Kijima Tsukur carried their daily necessities into the elevator.

He pressed the button for the 7th floor.

His room was 703.

Perhaps because the average caliber of Class A members was higher, the boys of Class A served as the transition point between the genders, with the floors above belonging to the girls.

Yamamura Miki followed him into the elevator, standing half a step behind Kijima Tsukur.

She snuck a glance at the floor selection buttons; only the 7th-floor button was lit.

That made sense.

Kijima Tsukur didn't even know her room number, so how could he possibly press the floor for her?

Her room was 1206.

Yamamura Miki wanted to head to her own room, but she felt truly embarrassed and didn't know how to bring it up.

More importantly.

The daily necessities she had bought were still in the hands of the man in front of her...

But... was she really going to follow this man back to his room, help him clean, and help him prepare dinner?

That was impossible...

Why should she listen to Kijima Tsukur like that?

They had only met for the first time today; how could she possibly follow him to a boys' dormitory?