Classroom of the Elite: The Strength of Kageya Shinjitsu

Without looking back, he grabbed his things and chose to make a run for it.

A foodie's soul is in their food.

Time to eat.

He left behind a dashing silhouette, leaving Kushida Kikyo standing there with a face full of resentment, even stomping her foot hard in frustration.

If she had a blacklist notebook, she would have wanted to add one more person to it.

In the cafeteria, while eating.

Kageya Shinjitsu ran into his class's explosive normie, Hirata.

The other party had clearly come here specifically to find him.

Appearing while he was eating meant someone had tipped him off.

"Kageya-kun, was there something going on that caused you to miss class all afternoon?"

"If you need any help, feel free to come to me."

Hirata was very attentive to isolated classmates, his face blooming with a soft, sunny smile.

The female version of Kushida Kikyo had appeared.

"Oh, I just got lost on the path of life and ended up in the wrong classroom."

The answer was the same as before, and Kageya Shinjitsu watched Hirata, who didn't seem awkward or angry in the slightest.

"If you need help, you must come to me."

"Don't be shy."

"I'm not trying to pry, so don't overthink it."

"I just really hope to become your friend."

"If a friend needs help, I would be very happy to assist."

Hirata knew exactly how to pace himself.

After a brief exchange, he suggested exchanging contact information.

Upon receiving Kageya Shinjitsu's contact details, he chose to leave without being a bother.

A person with a great sense of boundaries.

Looking at the new contact on his phone, Kageya Shinjitsu didn't pay it much mind.

He left as soon as he finished his meal.

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Chapter 19: A Person Must Rely on Themselves

Regarding the talk of friendship from the explosive normie Hirata.

Kageya Shinjitsu didn't care.

With so many friends already, where would he even rank?

Can friends really be counted so easily?

Are friends obtained so easily even real friends?

After the meal, he walked for a while to digest, then went for a light jog to exercise.

Drenched in sweat, Kageya Shinjitsu didn't linger outside for long and returned to his room.

Then he continued to pump iron; the day's events needed to be vented, and his way of venting was through exercise.

"A person must rely on themselves."

"All failures are caused by the individual's lack of ability. As long as a person has enough ability, they can solve anything."

"All friends are nothing more than that."

Pumping iron, working with various equipment, Kageya Shinjitsu was covered in sweat.

His V-taper was incredibly sexy, his physique displaying a man's golden ratio. It was evident that his core strength was astonishing and his endurance extraordinary—enough to attract attention anywhere.

Those eight-pack abs were clearly exposed, his pectoral muscles were well-defined and firm, and his long legs were filled with lean muscle. His entire body had been honed through long-term training, yet he wasn't just a mindless muscle-head; his physique was perfectly maintained.

Kageya Shinjitsu stretched his arms backward; the muscle definition on his arms was already straining against his white shirt. The shirt seemed to groan, as if it might rip if he grew any further.

After exercising for a while longer, he entered his cool-down and stretching routine, then took a wonderful shower.

Warm water flowed over his entire body, rinsing the golden physique that had been covered in grime and sweat. His black hair was fine and soft. Kageya Shinjitsu habitually emptied his mind while showering.

He didn't stay in the bathroom long before returning to his room to dry his hair.

"I'll observe for a few more days."

Having made his decision, Kageya Shinjitsu went to sleep once his hair was dry.

"Another day full of expectations."

Sunlight streamed through the window into the room, shining on Kageya Shinjitsu's face, causing him to rise with practiced ease.

He did not have any habits of staying up late or sleeping in; his biological clock was extremely precise.

After washing up, he left the dormitory while playing with a grip strengthener, grabbed breakfast, and headed to class.

He did not skip class like he did yesterday; he listened attentively like a model student, and even while playing with his grip strengthener, he was still doing much better than the other students.

During the lunch break, he arrived at the student council office after finishing his meal.

Three unfamiliar second-year students from Class A had already been waiting there for some time.

Beside them were the student council president, Horikita Manabu, the cute purple-haired secretary Tachibana Akane, and the second-year blonde student council vice president, Nagumo Miyabi.

They had all already introduced themselves.

"I am Kageya Shinjitsu, please treat me well."

Kageya Shinjitsu spoke with a smile.

He scanned the three second-year seniors, his gaze making the three of them feel humiliated and annoyed.

Hostile glares were fixed firmly on Kageya Shinjitsu; if looks could kill, he would have been shredded to pieces by now.

"My apologies, little junior, someone from our class spoke out of turn."

Horikita Manabu did not speak, but Nagumo Miyabi stepped in first.

He even glanced at the three "fierce" second-year seniors.

Anyone could see they were clearly unconvinced, but they had to submit when facing the student council.

"Apologize, now."

Vice President Nagumo Miyabi carried a lot of weight among the second-years.

With one sentence, he made the three second-year students obediently fall in line.

"We are sorry, we shouldn't have spoken nonsense."

"Students from Class D are not 'defective products'; we were just acting on impulse and talking rubbish."

"We are sorry, junior Kageya Shinjitsu."

Even though they were unwilling, the three still bowed, apologizing directly to Kageya Shinjitsu.

At the very least, they dared not cause trouble on the surface.

"You seniors are too polite. Since you've apologized, I will forgive you."

As if he couldn't see the rage in their eyes, Kageya Shinjitsu said this with a cheerful smile.

"Junior, I heard you were asking for compensation. Although it isn't much, please accept these 30,000 points as compensation from me on their behalf."

Nagumo Miyabi observed Kageya Shinjitsu while taking the points out of his own pocket.

Even if the others had objections, it was already too late.

"Then I thank you, senior."

Kageya Shinjitsu never knew how to refuse things delivered to his doorstep, provided they were harmless.

He accepted the 30,000 points directly, causing his balance to grow once more, keeping it consistently above 100,000.

Regarding this incident, it was resolved with complete harmony.

Horikita Manabu did not bring up student council business in front of Nagumo Miyabi.

Therefore, Kageya Shinjitsu left immediately.

In Class D of the first year, the classroom remained in its usual state.

It made one wonder if this class was even salvageable.

Sitting in his seat, he listened to the noisy chatter of his classmates.

Kageya Shinjitsu pondered how to minimize his own losses.

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Chapter 20: Choice, Class C's Ryuen Kakeru

Mixed in a class like this.

How to reduce his own losses, or even profit from it, should also be one of the school's assessment criteria.

Kageya Shinjitsu seemed to have figured out the school's intentions.

At the same time, he paid attention to his own classmates.

Eating, drinking, playing on phones, sleeping in class, talking loudly—they were not polite at all, treating the school like their home, or perhaps, treating themselves like the ancestors of the school.

If I do nothing, the points will be deducted to zero, right? Next month, I probably won't get a single cent.

If Kageya Shinjitsu were the school administration, no one here would be getting any points.

This wasn't just a guess; it was a fact.

And without a source of points, even if Kageya Shinjitsu were frugal, his 100,000+ points would only last a few months.

Aside from class points, the best and most sustainable source of points currently was the student council.

One hundred thousand a month is enough to cover expenses, but the competition there will likely be even more intense and troublesome.

He sat at his desk, contemplating his future path.

Should I reveal it? And then study hard and improve every day together with the classmates here?

Or should I think of another way?

Three days passed in succession.

Kageya Shinjitsu spent most of his time pondering this question, and of course, he successfully turned himself into a "little loner" in the class.

This was the complete opposite of his initial plan to try and fit in.

Now, except for the occasional visit from that busty cute girl and the popular guy Hirata, nobody paid him any mind, making him one of the class weirdos.

Beyond this impressive track record, he also managed to gather some intelligence over the past few days.

The most valuable piece of information was that not everyone in this school is guaranteed a recommendation to various places by the institution.

Only Class A enjoys that privilege, and the so-called 100% rate of advancement and employment is essentially a scam.

Students in other classes still have to go through interviews and exams; they still have to rely on their own abilities.

It was just as he had thought: filter out the unsuitable people, and the remainder becomes one hundred percent.

After understanding the school's inside story, Kageya Shinjitsu gave up on the idea of revealing the truth and gave up on trying to fit in.

Over these past few days, he had also realized that given the state of the students in his class, even if he did reveal it, it wouldn't lead to any good results.

They would probably be normal for a few days before going right back to their old habits, and some might even hold a grudge; people only want to hear what they expect to hear, and his words would only be met with denial.

Kageya Shinjitsu would also be "disrupting the harmony of the class."

That would only lead to even more trouble.