Classroom of the Elite: The Strength-Based Classroom of Kageya Shinjitsu

If it were Ike Kanji and his friends, they would probably be so excited they couldn't even stand up.

Kageya Shinjitsu waved his hand and approached the teacher.

And in doing so, he also drew closer to the group of boys.

As he neared the swimming pool.

"Kushida is my target, don't you dare get in my way."

"Don't think just because she's kind that you can mess around with her."

"You bastard, if you keep staring at Kushida, I won't let you off."

"You sinister guy, actually disguising yourself to get close to others, disgusting."

"Asshole."

The look of disgust on their faces—it was a pity the target wasn't a cute girl, otherwise, it might have attracted the attention of a pervert.

But the way the boys looked ready to fight him successfully drew Kageya Shinjitsu's attention.

This has nothing to do with being a pervert.

It's just pure affection.

How could something like liking someone be considered perverted?

Looking at this quartet, it wasn't just Ike Kanji; Yamauchi Haruki, Sudo Ken, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka were there too.

Breaking up their group, destroying their bonds, and then getting them expelled—that should be quite interesting.

"Are you in elementary school?"

"You're even calling dibs on a girlfriend? I seem to have heard about your so-called girlfriend recruitment before."

"To say something so embarrassing, you haven't even gotten close to a female classmate yet, have you?"

"That's why you're fantasizing about being with that woman. What a pity, keep trying your best."

Kageya Shinjitsu never expected to hear such "calling dibs" talk, the kind usually reserved for elementary or middle schoolers, here of all places.

He didn't care at all that he was being surrounded, looking at them with the eyes one might use for an idiot, while leaving behind some stinging words.

His attitude—that he wouldn't give up on Kushida Kikyo, and that he would even thoroughly enjoy her—made Ike Kanji flush red with rage, ready to fight Kageya Shinjitsu for three hundred rounds.

"You guy..."

After all, with the crowd on their side, he wanted to say more, but seeing the teacher, he shut his mouth.

"Trash, he probably can't even swim."

In the end, watching Kageya Shinjitsu step onto the platform, he spat out an insult.

In Ike Kanji's eyes, the guy had no friends at all, and it was likely the same back in middle school.

Naturally, he wouldn't be capable of activities like swimming.

A pervert, a twisted guy.

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Chapter 35: Obtaining the Right to Choose a Partner on Campus

To be targeted by a guy like that.

Poor little Kushida.

Just as Ike Kanji's mind was filled with fantasies.

The situation in the pool had already exceeded his imagination.

"Splash~~"

Kageya Shinjitsu dove into the water like a flying fish. Swimming is something that requires a combination of strength, speed, and technique.

It was still quite difficult.

He successfully climbed back onto the deck.

"Twenty-two point five seconds."

The teacher was a bit shocked while reading the stopwatch.

Another monster? Class D of the first year is full of hidden talents—three perverts?

"Oh, so there is someone decent after all."

Watching the show from not far away, Koenji Rokusuke felt his fighting spirit ignited.

He was very interested in looking at Kageya Shinjitsu's physique.

Why are his results so good?

Looking at Kageya Shinjitsu's score, Ike Kanji said frantically. He had originally planned to have a good laugh at his expense.

Especially when he saw Kushida Kikyo running over to greet Kageya Shinjitsu again, he became even more jealous, feeling as if he had been offended right in front of his "wife."

"Sudo, you absolutely cannot lose to him."

In the final race, Ike Kanji didn't even have a chance to participate.

He could only pin his hopes on his good friend, Sudo Ken.

"Are you stupid?"

"He's clearly had professional training."

"How could I possibly win?"

Sudo Ken retorted with a grumble.

He still possessed a shred of reason; if it were basketball, he might have put up a fight.

But swimming?

He wasn't a swimming specialist, and he had only relied on his raw physical fitness just now.

Although he felt a bit unwilling to accept it, losing was perfectly normal.

"Aww~~"

"Kageya-kun is truly amazing."

As soon as he stepped onto the deck, he was approached by a beautiful girl, accompanied by delicate, joyful cheers.

It looked exactly like love.

"I told you, Kageya-kun is very impressive."

Kushida Kikyo wore a gentle smile as she touched his muscles a few more times.

They were indeed very powerful.

No one else in the class could compare to him, right?

"Ah, it was just luck."

Kageya Shinjitsu exhaled, giving a perfunctory response.

Swimming fifty meters in one breath had deepened his breathing slightly.

But he recovered quickly.

"Good luck."

"Kageya-kun."

Kushida Kikyo was very skilled at acting cute to cheer someone on.

After a short rest, before the end of class, the teacher organized the final race.

The five fastest boys competed.

Twenty-some seconds passed.

Koenji Rokusuke, who had climbed out of the pool at the same time, looked at Kageya Shinjitsu with a gaze full of interest, while showing off his briefs.

"I truly never expected that there would be someone like you in this class; it's simply beautiful."

"But why have you always been hiding in the corner, gloomy boy?"

"Just luck."

Kageya Shinjitsu gave a stiff reply.

Then he walked away.

"That is not something that can be accomplished by luck; you definitely have secrets, gloomy boy."

"This is truly interesting."

"To think you could actually make me lose."

Koenji Rokusuke muttered to himself.

He didn't pay any attention to Sudo Ken, who had come up behind him with an ugly expression.

He had been left behind by the two of them; although it was only a matter of three seconds or so, in the eyes of those watching, a three-second gap was already quite significant.

"Are you really not considering joining the swimming club?"

"It would be very beneficial for your future."

After directly announcing the first-place winner, Kageya Shinjitsu received a reward of five thousand points and also caught the attention of the muscular teacher.

He really wanted to pull him into the swimming club and take him to competitions.

"As long as you have professional training, you might even be able to reach the international stage in the future."

"No thanks, I don't have much interest in swimming competitions."

It was just an exercise for him; as for competitions, living specifically for the sake of competing was unnecessary.

Kageya Shinjitsu refused directly.

This left the muscular teacher feeling quite dejected.

'Can talented people really do whatever they want?'

So many people were working their fingers to the bone just to get on the field.

Yet, they were being rejected so casually.

It wasn't just Kageya Shinjitsu; the others he had his eye on were the same.

They were either uninterested or had other goals in mind.

"That was amazing, Kageya-kun."

"A lot of girls were talking about you just now; you have a great build and you're very handsome."

"I heard your grades are excellent too. As long as you don't stare at people randomly and try talking to others more, you'll be very popular."

Kushida Kikyo brought him the news.

It made Kageya Shinjitsu wonder if he had somehow obtained the right to choose a mate on campus.

"I'll tell you a secret: the girls were just discussing you."

"Some people are already attracted to you. Keep it up, and you might receive a love letter soon."

"If anyone asks me for your number then, I'll let you know right away."

She was teaching Kageya Shinjitsu how to interact with others as if she were educating a small child.

"Oh, is that so?"

Kageya Shinjitsu didn't care much about his reputation among the girls.

After all, once his betrayal of the class was exposed later on, both the boys and the girls would want him dead.

Reputation or whatever, it was just something to listen to and move on.

Besides, changing one's impression of someone just because of a single swimming race—such a reputation was far too fickle.