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

Kageya Shinjitsu did not leave, though he felt a tinge of regret.

What a pity. They could actually endure that? Why not just beat up the whole class?

He then observed everything in the classroom like a bystander; he had already gradually grasped the attitudes and personalities of his classmates.

Knowing nothing left him with a sense of unease, especially since he was aware that there were issues with the school and that exams were involved.

Even after such an incident, the remaining people still managed to introduce themselves properly, ending on a semi-satisfactory note.

Given the situation in Class D, if one excludes the possibility of others hiding their true selves, the main affairs ahead would likely be led by that explosive social butterfly Hirata, the blonde angel Kushida, and a few other small cliques.

Once the homeroom session ended, Kageya Shinjitsu and his classmates successfully arrived at the gymnasium before the entrance ceremony began.

Then, he boredly attended the entrance ceremony, listening to the student council president drone on about miscellaneous things and minor details regarding school clubs.

I doubt there's a single student in the world who likes entrance ceremonies.

The person who invented the entrance ceremony should apologize to every student on the planet.

As he left the ceremony, Kageya Shinjitsu was still grumbling to himself before heading toward the student dorms, which was the choice of most students.

Many were already looking forward to the dorm conditions; it was said to be a single room, which was enough to satisfy many people.

Upon arriving at the student dorms, he received his room key for Room 404 from the clerk at the first-floor counter, along with a handbook detailing the dormitory regulations.

Kageya Shinjitsu took the elevator upstairs while simultaneously reviewing the handbook.

The contents included the days and times for taking out the trash, as well as reminders not to create noise.

It was filled with basic living guidelines, such as avoiding excessive water usage and wasting electricity.

Most importantly, it stated that all gas and electricity costs were completely free.

This school really reveals its strangeness everywhere...

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

Even if they issue points instead of cash, providing this many resources is just too exaggerated.

Carrying a heavy sense of doubt, Kageya Shinjitsu successfully moved into Room 404.

When entering the room, he observed the other rooms; the surrounding area was actually filled with students from Class D, suggesting that the assignments had been carefully planned.

It was worth noting that boys and girls lived in the same building, though the girls lived on higher floors, and it seemed there was a prohibition against boys going upstairs at night to prevent any "extra-friendly" relationships.

Pushing open the door and entering his room, Kageya Shinjitsu looked at the layout: one room, one living area, and one bathroom.

It was a decent place, and it came fully equipped with an air conditioner, washing machine, water heater, gas stove, and even an induction cooker and electric kettle.

In other words, he only needed to purchase toiletries and other daily necessities.

What a thoughtful school. I wonder if the upperclassmen will be just as thoughtful and offer some guidance to a freshman like me.

Having confirmed his dormitory situation, Kageya Shinjitsu's first step was to buy his daily necessities, after which he planned to check out the situation with the upperclassmen.

Since the teachers hadn't announced anything, he could only start by looking into the upperclassmen.

After tidying up his room, he left the dorm and headed toward the convenience store.

On the way, many people were clearly heading there with the same goal.

The convenience store was well-stocked, featuring a food section, a daily necessities section, and even some electronic gadgets and a deli area.

And the most absurd part: there was a free section?

He walked straight over to the free items.

It was just as Kageya Shinjitsu had thought; there were all sorts of free supplies here, all daily necessities, and although there were limits, it was still quite outrageous.

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

They were all low-end, cheap things, but they were functional. Perhaps because he had been standing in front of the free section for a long time, some people passing by were looking at him with rather strange expressions.

They give us 100,000 points a month and still let us use free stuff? Are the expenses for students at this school that high? Looking at the unit prices, they aren't expensive at all—even cheaper than outside the school. Does the cafeteria have free food too, then?

His mind was already racing with thoughts as he randomly selected some free items to put in his basket, intending to save his school points.

Turning his head, he saw a boy and a girl staring at him; the two of them seemed to have been observing him for a long time.

"You also think there's something wrong with this school, don't you?"

The cold, beautiful girl with long black hair and a small braid tied in the middle spoke first, glancing at Kageya Shinjitsu's items before looking at him.

"I remember you're Kageya Shinjitsu from the class, right? The one who can't remember anyone's name."

People with good memories were truly impressive; even if they didn't care, they could still remember many things.

"Hello, I am Kageya Shinjitsu. Please take care of me."

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

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

It's practically cheating.

If only she weren't so cold. Even when he took the initiative to talk, her eyes and expression lacked any sense of warmth. If only she could be a bit more like Hanada.

"My name is Horikita Suzune, and you still haven't answered my question."

The cold and beautiful girl, Horikita Suzune, frowned as she spoke.

"A problem? What kind of problem?"

A noise came from outside, and Kageya Shinjitsu's eyes drifted toward it; someone was arguing loudly out there.

It was a classmate from their own class, that hot-tempered red-haired boy.

That boy had an even worse temper than him, but it felt like he was just borrowing someone else's authority to act tough; if it were him, he would have already started a fight.

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Chapter 8: Delinquents, Second Years (8th update)

"A problem? What kind of problem?"

The boy's voice drifted in.

"You... may I ask, is there really something wrong with your memory? Or is there something wrong with your ears?"

Horikita Suzune suppressed her anger as she asked. Watching the show in the classroom earlier hadn't been a big deal, but the way he was acting now was truly infuriating.

Following his line of sight, she also saw the people outside.

"It's best not to associate with people like that, otherwise, it will only lower your own standing."

Horikita Suzune clearly had no fondness for the red-haired boy, and she wasn't surprised that he would get into a conflict with others.

"Are you even listening to me?"

Seeing that Kageya Shinjitsu still didn't seem to care about her, Horikita Suzune's tone became even colder.

"Oh, sorry..."

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Besides, I don't think there's anything wrong with my memory or my ears."

With a blank and ignorant expression, Kageya Shinjitsu replied.

These words were even more infuriating.

Is this guy serious?

Even Horikita Suzune looked at him in disbelief.

"Then you're simply choosing not to answer."

"I'll remember you."

This world is just that unfair; you could spend a lifetime trying to please a beautiful girl and never be remembered.

But to truly make a beautiful girl remember you, it is often as simple as making her angry.

After all, whether man or woman, human beings are naturally very vengeful.

Watching the beautiful girl leave, Kageya Shinjitsu remained completely unmoved.

"Is that really okay? It's rare for Horikita to take the initiative to talk to someone."

While Horikita Suzune went to pay the bill, the plain-looking boy who had been standing next to him suddenly spoke up.

He looked like a gloomy man, the type who clearly had no friends.

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

Seeing that Kageya Shinjitsu's attention had been drawn to him, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka offered a reminder; he didn't think the other person would remember his name.

"Hello, Ayanokouji-kun. I don't quite understand what you mean either."

"I have some things to attend to, let's talk again when we have time."

Seeing the man in front of him left speechless by his words, Kageya Shinjitsu sincerely issued a "maybe next time" invitation.

He curled the corners of his mouth into a friendly expression and then walked away.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka watched Kageya Shinjitsu head toward the checkout counter with an expressionless face.

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

By the time Kageya Shinjitsu reached the checkout counter, he could still hear the commotion outside, which was exactly what he wanted.

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

"You really dare to talk like that to us second-years? Isn't our luggage sitting right here?"

"Our luggage is here. So get lost."

"How scary~~ Which class are you from? No, let me guess. It's Class D, right?"

"So what if it is!"

"Did you hear that? He said Class D. Just as I thought! Their true colors are finally showing."

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

"Let's just leave this place to you pathetic 'defective products' for today. Let's go."

"Trying to run away!"

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

It was like wild dogs fighting over territory.

Outside, the laughter and constant provocations from the second-year seniors echoed incessantly, and the red-haired boy looked like a powder keg on the verge of exploding, ready to detonate at any moment.

But for some reason, the second-year seniors retreated first, though their words looking down on Class D remained crystal clear.

Are there special rules?

So-called defective products?

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

If judged by physical fitness and academic ability, it's impossible for me to be a defective product, but if judged by personality or social contribution, I suppose I really am a 'defective product'.

Possessing great self-awareness, Kageya Shinjitsu felt not a shred of dissatisfaction about being treated as a defective product.

He successfully checked out and left; most of the items were freebies, so he didn't spend much money.

He already had some thoughts in his mind regarding what he had just heard.

Simply put, he had likely been tossed into the trash heap.

If Class D was for defective products, then Class A must be for the top-tier, right?

With this preliminary hypothesis, Kageya Shinjitsu couldn't wait to learn more.

Stepping out of the convenience store, the area outside was a mess; because of the conflict with the red-haired boy earlier, the instant noodles they had been eating were scattered everywhere. On top of that, the trash cans had been kicked over, leaving garbage strewn about—it was truly a headache for the cleaning staff.

What a hot-headed boy.

And a brainless one, too.

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

In other words, the scene that just unfolded had been captured in its entirety.

Is this how the school evaluates its students?