Classroom of the Elite, I Also Want to Be a Good Person

Half an hour later.

"Did something good happen?"

In the view of Aoyama at the Horikita Dormitory, Horikita Suzune, who had her long hair tied into a single ponytail, took off her apron and removed the hair tie, letting her fair nape, which had been occasionally visible, disappear back into her smooth black hair.

"Nothing major. I just won a bet against a classmate and made a profit on the side."

Secretly feeling it a pity, Aoyama turned his gaze to the steaming food on the table.

Inhaling the rich aroma, he felt that the dish had both scent and appearance, so the taste surely wouldn't be too bad.

"A bet?" Sitting down across from Aoyama, Horikita picked up her miso soup and took a sip.

"I bet 100,000 private points with a boy named Totsuka that I could become the vice president of the Student Council by May 1st."

Gently blowing on the small bowl of miso soup, Aoyama, who had a sensitive tongue, took a shallow sip, the fresh, savory flavor exploding on his taste buds.

A warm current flowed down his esophagus, and his stomach felt warm as well.

"Not bad, not bad. Your cooking is better than I imagined."

Nodding, Aoyama offered Horikita a compliment.

But Horikita, her mouth slightly agape in shock, clearly couldn't take it in.

"You won the bet?!! How is that possible?"

"Why wouldn't it be? I told you I could help people get into the Student Council, and this time I even secured two spots." Enjoying Horikita Suzune's shock, Aoyama decided to keep showing off.

If you don't show off while you're young, you'll regret it when you're old.

People live to show off.

"There are two more spots?!! How could my brother..."

Clenching her hands tightly under the table, Horikita Suzune finally understood what it meant to have her heart skip a beat.

She wanted them.

She wanted them so badly.

She had to have them.

In just a second, Horikita Suzune's thoughts churned repeatedly, and the instructions her brain sent to her body were all urging her to ask Aoyama for one.

The mere thought of joining the Student Council and working alongside her brother made her body tremble with excitement.

And fear, too.

If her brother found out she had bought her way into the Student Council, what kind of stern expression would he show?

"I just mentioned I made a profit on the side, didn't I? I sold one spot to Class C, and the other is already reserved for a classmate."

Stop agonizing over it; you were never in the running to begin with.

Because her expression was so easy to read, Aoyama easily deciphered what Horikita was thinking and quickly resolved her dilemma.

From the very beginning, he had ruled out the possibility of Horikita being his helper.

Although Kamuro was also a bit of a loner, her communication skills were fine, and she would get the job done even if she wore a look of disgust.

Horikita was different; she could offend people within three sentences when talking to strangers, and any task he assigned her would only get done if she felt it was acceptable.

Only someone with a hole in their brain would choose Horikita Suzune when other options were available.

Chapter 23: The Blond Must Die

"You just mentioned the word 'brother' earlier."

"It seems the Student Council President, Horikita Manabu, is your brother."

Watching Horikita Suzune's face turn pale and then flushed, Aoyama quickly pointed out her slip of the tongue.

It was clear that Horikita Suzune was currently in a state of anger, and he didn't want to have to exercise before his meal.

"Yes, the Student Council President is my respected brother."

"Unlike me, my brother has always been so excellent since we were young."

"How could my brother be so casual as to give away such an important position as vice president, and even give you two member spots?"

Realizing she had said something she shouldn't have, Horikita Suzune wilted like she had been doused with cold water, only to straighten her back and admit it a few seconds later.

Then she began to ramble, her mouth full of how excellent her brother was and how different she was from him.

"Regarding what you said, I need to correct two points first."

Seeing that Horikita Suzune had lost her aggression, Aoyama didn't have to worry about the situation turning into a dinner with a crow.

"First, you are actually quite excellent yourself; you just have some rather large flaws."

"Second, one of those two spots is for a secretary."

Aoyama couldn't quite remember if Horikita Suzune had placed in the top five or top ten of the grade during the entrance exam, but in any case, it was very high.

In terms of physical ability, she could also compete with students from sports clubs.

If one were to set aside her communication skills and lack of flexibility, her evaluation wouldn't be any lower than Horikita Manabu's.

"But it's still not enough to earn my brother's recognition." Perhaps because she had been acknowledged by a person of ability like Aoyama, Horikita Suzune felt a sense of joy, though she would never admit it out loud.

"Not being recognized by Horikita President... not being recognized by the Student Council President is not the definition of whether one is excellent or not."

Noticing that the person before him was also named Horikita, Aoyama changed how he referred to Horikita Manabu.

However, the title of Student Council President felt a bit awkward as well.

"Don't call my brother so intimately." Recalling that Aoyama had actually sold a student council position, Horikita Suzune felt that Aoyama had betrayed the trust her brother had placed in him.

"You're both named Horikita, so we have to distinguish between you somehow. Do you want me to call you Suzune instead?"

"...I permit it. In any case, don't make it seem like my brother is close to you; it will ruin his reputation."

Huh?!! Why are you such a brother-con, Horikita Suzune?

In Japan, being permitted to call someone by their first name is something only very close friends can achieve.

Generally speaking, men and women who call each other by their first names are either childhood friends or lovers, or at the very least, friends of many years.

"If you think that's fine, I have no problem with it."

Aoyama didn't care about being mistaken for having a good relationship with Horikita Suzune or having rumors spread about them.

In any case, rumors about him and Horikita Suzune would spread sooner or later if he kept coming here to eat with her.

What was wrong with being rumored to be with a beautiful girl while eating?

"Are they people capable of bearing the title of student council member?" Eating mechanically as if lost in thought, Horikita Suzune suddenly blurted out.

What does it mean to be capable of bearing the title of student council member?

Is Horikita Manabu Athena in your heart? Must one be a powerhouse like a Saint to join his ranks?

After a pause, Aoyama was left speechless once he understood what Horikita Suzune was talking about.

"Yes, yes, they are all incredibly fierce, the kind who can open up the heavens and split the earth."

"I just want to vet them on my brother's behalf. Who do you intend to let join the student council?"

After being retorted by Aoyama, Horikita Suzune realized she had sounded a bit chuunibyou, but she still had to ask.

She couldn't let just any bottom-feeders join the student council; she couldn't let them tarnish her brother's name.

"Shiina Hiyori from Class 1-C, her academic ability and judgment are both first-class."

"Kamuro Masumi from Class A, her judgment is excellent, and most importantly, she is very obedient."

Since it wasn't anything worth keeping secret, Aoyama stated his intended candidates under Horikita's persistent questioning.

He had sold a student council position to Class C for 400,000 private points, and they had paid the full amount immediately.

It was only after chatting with Shiina that he learned Ryuen was even more black-hearted than him.

The information he had sold to them had only cost one million, yet when Ryuen collected from his own classmates, he claimed it cost two million.

With Yamada Albert, who stood over 1.8 meters tall and was as sturdy as a boxer, knowing that the class hierarchy had surrendered to Ryuen, there were no longer any students in Class 1-C who dared to resist him.

Therefore, the students of Class C had no choice but to bite the bullet and pay the two-million-point information fee, with those who couldn't afford it paying in installments.

"What do you mean by 'most importantly, she is very obedient'?" Horikita, the blind student, had discovered the crux of the matter.

"As a subordinate, being obedient is sometimes more likable than being capable."

Stating his point of view, Aoyama swept through the food on the table like a whirlwind.

Horikita Suzune's cooking was much better than he had imagined; perhaps she had put in a great deal of effort, thinking of making it for her brother.

Just how much of a brother-con are you, Horikita Suzune?

"Do you want information on Horikita President? Ten thousand private points per piece."

Sighing at Horikita Suzune's brother-con nature, Aoyama began to act like a scoundrel.

"Who is the girl who likes Horikita President, who is the thorn in Horikita President's side, and who is the one who pathologically chases after Horikita President's shadow?"

"I am not pathologically chasing after my brother's shadow!"

Before Aoyama could ask which piece of information she wanted to buy, she panicked as if her sore spot had been touched, losing all her usual icy beauty, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Anyone who saw Horikita Suzune's current appearance would think she was unfairly cute.

"I was talking about someone else." Looking at the shy Horikita Suzune, Aoyama couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

The answers to the second and third pieces of information were the same.

After Nagumo Miyabi defeated everyone in his grade during his first year, he set his sights on the man hailed as the strongest student council president in Kouiku history because he was lonely from having no rivals.

His pestering of Horikita Manabu was more persistent than a scorned woman.

Aoyama remembered that after Nagumo graduated, he chose the same university as Horikita Manabu, explicitly stating he would continue to challenge him.

Compared to his own childhood friend Asahina, he was quite certain that Horikita Manabu was more attractive to Nagumo.

If not for the rumors that Nagumo had dated several girlfriends, one would think he was from Chengdu without a doubt.

"I'll buy the last one." Even her chopsticks dropped to the floor; Horikita Suzune spoke immediately after her shock.

As the younger sister who respected her brother the most, how could she allow a pervert to set his sights on him?

Bearing the name of her younger sister, she could not afford to lose.

"The leader of Class A, who is also the vice president of the student council, a blond bastard named Nagumo Miyabi."

Recalling how he had fiercely confronted Nagumo in the student council room today, Aoyama still felt a sense of satisfaction.

As a member of the pure-love faction, he made it his mission to eliminate every blond bastard he encountered.

Blond bastards must die!

Chapter 24 I Only Recognize Money, Not People

Morning.

Under the sunlight that provided only a negligible amount of warmth, Kamuro Masumi walked into the convenience store.

This was a convenience store located between the student dormitories and the school, so there were many students buying breakfast here in the morning, and the foot traffic was quite decent at this hour.

Two or three students at the front counter waiting to pay had completely captured the clerk's attention.

So, I really walked in.

Standing upright in front of her target, Kamuro felt a bit lost, the face of Aoyama Shiki flashing through her mind.

As for the reason she was staring at the beer, it was naturally because an item like beer, if hidden in a school bag to be checked out, would never be mistaken for an item accidentally placed in the bag and forgotten.

Even an elementary school student knew that minors were not allowed to drink alcohol.

"Hurry it up, please, clerk-san."

"What should I eat today? It's so hard to choose."

"Why don't you just buy everything?"

"I'll get fat if I do that."

Glancing around at everyone who could see her and confirming that no one was looking her way, Kamuro reached out toward the beer on the shelf.

In less than a second, a can of beer that only adults were allowed to buy was lying quietly inside her school bag.