Delinquents, Second-Years (Eighth Update)

Kageya Shinjitsu didn't leave. What a shame.

What a shame. He can put up with that? Shouldn't he beat up the whole class?

Then, like an onlooker, he observed everything happening in the class. He was gradually getting a sense of his classmates' attitudes and personalities.

Not knowing anything made him uneasy, especially when he knew the school had its problems and that there would be exams.

Even after what had happened, the rest of the class still introduced themselves properly, and things ended on a mostly satisfactory note...

Given the state of Class 1-D, unless someone else was hiding their true nature, the main events to come would be led by Hirata, the popular guy who was always bursting with energy, and Kushida, the golden-haired little angel, along with a few smaller groups.

After homeroom ended, before the entrance ceremony began in the gymnasium, Kageya Shinjitsu and his classmates made it there in time.

Then he sat through the boring entrance ceremony, listening to the student council president ramble about all sorts of things, along with trivial matters like clubs.

Are there any students in the world who actually like entrance ceremonies?

Whoever came up with entrance ceremonies should apologize to students everywhere.

As he left the ceremony, Kageya Shinjitsu was still grumbling to himself. He headed for the dormitory, as did most of the other students.

Many of them were already looking forward to seeing the dorms. Apparently, they were all single rooms, which was enough to satisfy a lot of people.

At the dormitory, he got the key card for Room 404 from the first-floor desk clerk, along with a handbook of dorm rules.

Kageya Shinjitsu got into the elevator and headed upstairs, checking the handbook along the way.

It listed the days and times for taking out the trash, and reminded residents not to make noise.

The rest covered basic matters like avoiding excessive water use and wasting electricity.

Most importantly, even gas and electricity were free.

There's definitely something strange about this school...

Does it have so much money that it can't spend it all?

Even if they give us points instead of money, it's ridiculous that they have so many supplies and resources.

Still full of questions, Kageya Shinjitsu settled into Room 404.

When he entered, he also took a look at the other rooms. They were all occupied by students from Class D, so the assignments had probably been made carefully.

It was worth mentioning that the boys and girls lived in the same building, though the girls' rooms were on higher floors. It seemed boys weren't allowed upstairs late at night, to prevent anything more than friendship from happening.

He opened the door to his room and looked over the bedroom, living room, and bathroom.

It was a pretty nice place. It even came with air conditioning, a washing machine, a water heater, a gas stove, an induction cooker, an electric kettle, and all sorts of other appliances.

In other words, all he needed to buy were toiletries and other daily necessities.

What a considerate school. I wonder if the upperclassmen are just as considerate and will offer a freshman like me some advice.

After checking out his dorm, Kageya Shinjitsu decided to buy his daily necessities first, then see what the upperclassmen were like.

Since the teachers hadn't explained anything, he'd have to start with the upperclassmen.

He tidied up his room, left the dormitory, and headed for the convenience store.

Quite a few people on the way seemed to have the same goal as him.

The convenience store had a full range of products: a food section, a household goods section, even some electronic toys and a deli section.

And most absurd of all, there was a free section?

He went straight over to the free items.

Just as Kageya Shinjitsu had expected, there were all sorts of free supplies here. They were all household goods, and though there were limits on how much you could take, it was still ridiculous.

Kageya Shinjitsu picked up the free items one by one and examined them.

They were all cheap, low-quality products, but they'd do the job. Maybe because he'd been standing in front of the free section for a while, some of the people passing by were giving him strange looks.

They give us a hundred thousand points a month and still expect us to use free stuff? Do the students here spend that much? The items aren't expensive, and some are even cheaper than outside the school. Maybe the cafeteria has free food, too?

He'd already thought through quite a few things. He casually picked out some free items and put them in his basket, saving his school points.

When he turned around, he saw a young man and woman staring at him. They seemed to have been watching him for a while.

"You also think there's something wrong with this school, right?"

The cool, beautiful girl with long black hair and a small braid tied in the middle spoke first. She glanced at what Kageya Shinjitsu was holding, then looked at him.

"I remember you. You're Kageya Shinjitsu from our class, the one who can't remember people's names."

It was impressive to have a good memory. Even when you didn't care, you could still remember plenty.

"Hello, I'm Kageya Shinjitsu. Nice to meet you."

Looking at the beautiful girl, Kageya Shinjitsu grumbled to himself.

Why are all the students at this school so good-looking?

It's just unfair.

If only they weren't so cold. Even when I'm the one who starts a conversation, her gaze and expression don't show the slightest warmth. It'd be nice if she could combine with Hanada.

"My name is Horikita Suzune. You still haven't answered my question."

The cool, beautiful girl, Horikita Suzune, said with a frown...

"The question? What question?"

A commotion came from outside, and Kageya Shinjitsu's eyes had already wandered over to it. Someone was arguing loudly over there.

It was one of their classmates, that hot-tempered red-haired boy.

That boy had an even worse temper than he did, but he seemed to be relying on bluster. If it were him, he would've already started throwing punches.

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Chapter 8: Delinquents, Second-Years (Eighth Update)

"The question? What question?"

The young man's voice came through.

"May I ask... do you really have a problem with your memory? Or is there something wrong with your ears?"

Horikita Suzune tamped down her anger as she asked. She hadn't minded him watching from the sidelines in class, but now his behavior was just too infuriating.

Following his gaze, she also saw the people outside.

"You'd do best to avoid people like that. Associating with them will only lower your standing."

Horikita Suzune clearly didn't like the red-haired boy, and she wasn't surprised that he'd gotten into a fight with someone.

"Are you even listening to me?"

Seeing that Kageya Shinjitsu still wasn't paying attention to her, Horikita Suzune's voice turned even colder.

"Oh, sorry..."

"I'm not sure what you mean. And there shouldn't be anything wrong with my memory or my ears."

Kageya Shinjitsu replied, looking completely clueless.

That was even more infuriating...

Is he serious?

Even Horikita Suzune stared at him in disbelief.

"So you just don't want to answer."

"I'll remember you."

The world was just unfair. You could go out of your way to please a beautiful girl and she might never remember you for the rest of your life.

But making a beautiful girl remember you was often as simple as making her angry.

After all, whether man or woman, humans were naturally vindictive.

As he watched the beautiful girl leave, Kageya Shinjitsu remained unmoved.

"Is that really okay? It's rare for Horikita to greet someone."

As Horikita Suzune went to pay, the unremarkable young man who'd been standing beside him suddenly spoke.

He looked like a gloomy guy with no friends.

"Oh, I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. I introduced myself in class earlier."

Seeing that Kageya Shinjitsu's attention had turned to him, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka reminded him. He didn't think the other boy would remember his name.

"Hello, Ayanokoji. I'm not sure what you mean, either."

"I have something to do. Let's talk another time."

Seeing that the young man didn't know what to say in response, Kageya Shinjitsu sincerely invited him to talk some other time.

He lifted the corners of his mouth in a friendly smile, then left.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka watched Kageya Shinjitsu head for the register, his face expressionless.

His gaze soon shifted back to the red-haired boy outside.

As Kageya Shinjitsu made his way to the register, he could still hear the arguing outside. It suited him just fine.

"Don't look down on me just because I'm a first-year, hey!"

"You've got a lot of nerve talking to us second-years like that. Can't you see our luggage is here?"

"Our luggage is here, so get lost."

"Scary~~ What class are you in? No, let me guess. You're in Class D, right?"

"So what if I am?"

"Did you hear that? He said Class D! Just as I thought! You're showing your true colors!"

"Huh? What do you mean by that? Hey!"

"We'll leave this place to you poor 'defective products' for now. Let's go."

"You running away?"

"Keep barking! Go on, keep barking! You'll be seeing hell soon enough."

It was like stray dogs fighting over territory.

The second-year upperclassmen's laughter and taunts kept coming from outside. The red-haired boy was like a barrel of gunpowder on the verge of exploding, ready to blow at any moment.

But for some reason, the second-years left first. Their contemptuous comments about Class D, though, were unmistakable.

Are there special rules here?

So we're "defective products"?

That means I'm a defective product in the school's eyes, too.

By physical fitness and academic ability, I shouldn't be a defective product. But if they're judging by personality or social contribution, then I probably am one.

Kageya Shinjitsu had a good understanding of himself, and he wasn't the least bit bothered by being regarded as a defective product.

He finished paying and left. Most of the items were free, so he hadn't spent much.

He'd already formed a few ideas about what he'd just heard.

Simply put, he'd probably been tossed into the trash heap.

If Class D was full of defective products, then Class A must be full of top-tier students, right?

With his initial guess in mind, Kageya Shinjitsu couldn't wait to learn more.

When he stepped out of the convenience store, everything outside was a mess. Because of the red-haired boy's earlier altercation, the instant noodles they'd been eating had spilled everywhere. On top of that, the trash can had been kicked over, leaving trash all over the place. The cleaners would have their work cut out for them.

What a bad-tempered boy.

And he's not very bright, either.

Kageya Shinjitsu glanced up at the security camera facing the convenience store entrance.

So the whole thing had been recorded.

Is this how the school evaluates its students?