Assassination Classroom: Kageyo Makoto's True Strength-First Classroom
Chapter 6

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

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"Someone must be watching the monitors, right? If I go pick up the trash now, will it earn me extra points?"

"Doesn't what just happened count as a conflict? If I get the footage and report it to the school, will they take action?"

Regardless of whether it would be useful, Kageya Shinjitsu returned to the convenience store and inquired about the surveillance cameras.

The situation went unexpectedly smoothly; they not only let him watch the footage but also allowed him to copy it.

Naturally, Kageya Shinjitsu didn't stand on ceremony and copied the file onto his phone.

Immediately after dropping his things off at the dormitory, Kageya Shinjitsu stepped back into the campus area.

If he didn't find the information he was looking for among the upperclassmen later, he planned to use this video to provoke the student council.

Even if he couldn't get anyone punished, just obtaining some intelligence and testing the school's bottom line would be a good outcome.

The floors for each grade in the campus area were separated.

Without skipping over the first-year floors, Kageya Shinjitsu walked through the other classrooms.

There wasn't anything special written on the blackboards, mostly just names like Mashima Tomoya, Hoshinomiya Chie, and Sakagami Kazuma.

They looked like the names of homeroom teachers.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Why are you here?"

Nothing happened while he was on the first-year level, but once he reached the second-year floor, Kageya Shinjitsu was blocked by someone while he was wandering around.

This boisterous attitude was quite nostalgic.

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Chapter 9: Conflict, Points, Third Year (9th update)

The second-year hallway.

"You're not a second-year student, are you?"

Three boys who weren't wearing their uniforms properly—looking somewhat like delinquents—blocked Kageya Shinjitsu, their eyes fierce.

"Ah, I'm a first-year student this year, Kageya Shinjitsu. I look forward to your guidance, seniors."

Kageya Shinjitsu flashed a smile and greeted them, showing no signs of unease or fear despite their glares and tone; in fact, he looked quite welcoming.

Delinquents, huh? He loved them. He had run into his favorite kind of people the moment he arrived.

With his well-behaved student act, he didn't seem to care at all that they weren't welcoming him.

It made the delinquents wonder if there was something wrong with Kageya Shinjitsu's brain.

Failing to intimidate the freshman made them instinctively feel humiliated; how could a mere freshman be so disrespectful to his seniors?

"Don't act so familiar. First-year, this isn't a place for you. Get back where you belong."

"Did you come here to see how tough your seniors are?"

"Get lost. There's no place for you here."

The trio tried to chase him off directly.

"Oh~~ does the school have a rule that first-years can't come to the second-year floor? I don't think I saw such a rule."

Kageya Shinjitsu had even less intention of leaving now, his gaze shifting to the surveillance camera behind them.

"Around here, what we say is the rule."

"First-year, be good, or I'll show you what the rules are."

These words directly annoyed the delinquent trio, who shouted loudly enough for the entire floor to hear their hysterical voices.

The noise was enough to scare off anyone who wasn't particularly brave.

"Is that so? I don't believe it."

"Are you seniors going to hit me? I'm starting to feel a little scared."

Playing along with their words, Kageya Shinjitsu questioned them.

With a smile on his lips, he knew he looked incredibly punchable.

He even tilted his head back to look at them, practically begging them to hit him.

This demeanor made the corners of the delinquent trio's eyes twitch; they were clearly infuriated, yet they still didn't make a move.

"Looks like this year's freshmen are something else, not even listening to their seniors."

"You're really asking for a beating!!"

Their commotion drew the attention of quite a few second-year students, but no one came to stop them or intervene.

"As I thought, you're useless seniors. You can only talk tough and bully the honest ones, but in reality, you're worth nothing. Guys like you, even if you died and were burned to ash, I bet your mouths would still be tough."

"It doesn't look like the seniors are the ones calling the shots here either, so please move aside. Stop blocking your underclassman's path, or I'll report you to the school."

"I'll also ask the school if the seniors' rules are bigger than the school's own."

Kageya Shinjitsu spoke slowly, his words dripping with disrespect, his hand reaching toward the lead delinquent as he acted completely nonchalant.

The man blocking Kageya Shinjitsu was just about to make a move.

"Forget it, a guy like this will have bad luck soon enough."

"Don't think this place is the same as your old school, watch yourself."

The senior stood there motionless, veins bulging as he wanted to throw a punch, but just as Kageya Shinjitsu was about to make contact, he was pulled away by the two people beside him.

"Yeah~~ As expected, the rules of the seniors aren't as strict as the school's rules. How useless. Thanks for the warning, senior, I'll be careful. Let's play again if there's a chance."

With no one in front of him and confirmation that the three had no intention of fighting, Kageya Shinjitsu didn't continue to confront them.

He left behind the three delinquent seniors who stared at his back, their hostile gazes making it clear they hadn't let this matter go.

The three delinquents were already making plans.

"That bastard."

"Find out what class he's in."

"A mere freshman, acting so arrogant. Even if he's from Class A, I'll make him know what hell is like!!!"

Kageya Shinjitsu, however, didn't care at all, swaggering into the area for second-year students, where many students were dating or hanging out, and some were even holding club activities.

Kageya Shinjitsu's arrival disturbed quite a few couples, and he ignored the gazes of others entirely, even walking straight into a classroom.

Soon, the second-year students all knew that a strange freshman had made a trip over to their side.

Kageya Shinjitsu didn't pay any attention to this; he was currently standing in front of a small blackboard. He remembered that the first-year area had a small blackboard too, but there were no numbers on that one.

Not far away, some second-year students were looking at him with displeasure.

[A1880]

[B1200]

[C800]

[D300]

"Seniors, can you tell me what this is?"

Looking toward the seniors not far away, Kageya Shinjitsu greeted them.

Unfortunately, no one paid him any mind.

He took out his phone and snapped a photo.

"Could it be that this is the school's rating for you all?"

"From A to D, sure enough, the students in Class D really are 'defective products'."

Kageya Shinjitsu stood at the entrance of the Class D room and said this to the second-year students; he figured there must be many second-year Class D students here.

When he said "defective products," he even raised his voice a little.

"Who the hell are you~~"

"What class are you in?"

"Freshman, don't be so arrogant."

"Are you looking for trouble?"

These words clearly provoked some of the people in Class D.

Even the people from other classes had unpleasant expressions on their faces.

As expected, the provocative term "defective products" was universally effective, regardless of the grade level.

The school's rules, huh.

"What unfriendly seniors. I'll play with you all again when I have time."

Seeing that no one was coming to beat him up or answer his questions, Kageya Shinjitsu had already gotten his answer even without them speaking. This was definitely the grading standard. If it were just one or two people, it could be a disguise, but with so many, that shouldn't be the case.

If the third-year area had them too, it would be basically confirmed.

He waved his hand and headed toward the third-year area.

In the third year, no one blocked his movements.

Perhaps they had already heard about the second-year incident, or perhaps they truly didn't care.

With his previous experience, Kageya Shinjitsu arrived in front of the third-year blackboard.

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Chapter 10: Deduction, Student Council (Tenth update)

The third-year blackboard was the same.

It displayed the scores of the third-year students.

[A2290]

[B1800]

[C400]

[D200]

Taking out his phone to snap a photo, Kageya Shinjitsu had basically confirmed everything.

This was regarding the school's evaluation scores.

"These third-year Class D seniors have it even worse than the second-years."

"Is the competition even more intense than it is for the second-years?"

"200 points—it looks like the freebies are specifically prepared for them."

"Are the students in our class also at this level?"

With such low scores, these seniors must find it very difficult to have enough points to spend.

Glancing over the four classes of the third year, Kageya Shinjitsu picked Class D and walked inside.

The moment he entered, he drew the attention of the third-year students.

After all, a stranger had arrived.

"You're a freshman, right? Is there something you need, underclassman?"

Seeing Kageya Shinjitsu walk straight in, a senior with orange hair stood up.

Her tone was neither good nor bad.

"Could you tell me how many points you get per month? It shouldn't be 100,000 points, right, Senior?"

With someone approaching, Kageya Shinjitsu spoke directly.

His overly familiar manner made people uncomfortable.

"No, I can't."

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