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

In the incident, Ryuen Kakeru suffered a fractured left arm and bruises, while Kanzaki Ryuji and Yabuna Nanami remained completely unscathed, not even a scratch on them.

Class 1-B's version of events is that Kanzaki was invited by Yabuna, presumably for a confession, and upon arriving, he discovered Ryuen assaulting her.

After his verbal attempts to intervene failed, he stepped forward to stop the violence.

Given Ryuen's foul language and the fact that he threw the first punch, Kanzaki had no choice but to defend himself.

As for Ryuen's fractured left arm, he insisted it had nothing to do with him; once he realized Ryuen's attacks were weak and ineffective during the scuffle, he had held back his own strength.

On the other hand, Class 1-C's version of events was worlds apart from Class 1-B's.

First, it was true that Yabuna Nanami had invited Kanzaki over, but the purpose of this invitation was to let him know she had someone she liked and to ask him to stop harassing her.

Who would have thought that as soon as Kanzaki saw Ryuen standing with her, he became jealous, started an argument, and eventually escalated it into a physical fight.

"Class 1-B claims that Kanzaki-kun was framed and that Ryuen-kun broke his own arm just to frame Kanzaki-kun. Is this true?"

"Heh, I didn't expect you to look so righteous, Kanzaki, yet be a coward who won't own up to his actions. My arm is still throbbing with pain, you know."

After Kamuro pushed the meeting forward and questioned Ryuen, she immediately received a denial from him.

"Please stop lying, Kanzaki-kun." The girl with the appearance of a good student spoke up the moment Ryuen finished, looking as if she were on the verge of tears.

With a round, cute face and smooth green hair without any excessive adornments, Yabuna gave off the impression of a docile, well-behaved girl.

She's such a good actress, this woman.

Sitting at the head of the table, Aoyama felt a bit of admiration for Ryuen's choice of personnel.

He knew that this seemingly harmless and docile Yabuna had become the leader of the gyaru clique in Class 1-C during her second year, and she possessed a very strong personality.

"Does Class 1-B agree with the claims made by Class 1-C?"

After repeating Ryuen's claim that he was shifting all the blame onto Kanzaki, Kamuro looked at Kanzaki, who had been sitting there with a cold face and hadn't said a word since.

"I stand by what I said."

"I was only trying to stop Ryuen's assault when I got into a physical altercation with him, and I am certain that his injury was not caused by me."

Both Class 1-B and Class 1-C stood their ground, refusing to budge.

Because the incident occurred in an area without surveillance cameras, the school could not easily pass judgment.

"It seems both sides are sticking to their claims, which means one of them must be telling a malicious lie." As the situation reached a stalemate, it was time for Aoyama to step in.

"It's obvious that guy Kanzaki is lying. A fracture is extremely painful; only a lunatic would break their own arm just to frame someone else."

"The Student Council relies on evidence. Without conclusive proof, we can only pass judgment based on what is currently available."

Leaning back in his chair, Aoyama tapped his fingers on the table and answered Ryuen calmly.

The current facts were as follows.

Coming from an area without surveillance, Kanzaki was unharmed, Ryuen had a temporarily broken arm, and Yabuna was uninjured.

"Generally speaking, the Student Council would give you seven days to gather evidence."

"However, considering that this affects the distribution of personal points and taking into account the complaints from the students, I have decided to reconvene the meeting in three days."

"At that time, I will make a ruling based on the original evidence and any newly submitted evidence."

With a casual tone, Aoyama reduced the seven-day grace period to three.

This was clearly disadvantageous to Class 1-B.

Hoshinomiya spoke up with a playful smile, "Isn't that a bit improper, Vice President Aoyama? I think keeping to the seven-day convention is fairer."

"I will give Teacher Hoshinomiya's suggestion serious consideration. If I change the date, I will notify you in advance."

After answering offhandedly, Aoyama waved his hand at Kamuro, who quickly understood his meaning and immediately declared the meeting over, ushering them out of the Student Council room.

Soon, only the two of them were left in the room.

"Did Class 1-C pay you?"

Returning to his seat and leaning back against the chair, Kamuro asked with a look of indifference.

"Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

"It would be strange if I didn't think you were that kind of person."

Because he was always talking about getting paid to do jobs, most of the first-year students knew that Aoyama was a money-grubber.

This was also one of the reasons why, despite Aoyama being quite handsome, few girls approached him.

"Don't worry, I haven't become so arrogant that I'd take money and pass a blind judgment." Aoyama rubbed his chin.

Not to mention that the homeroom teachers of each class were watching, the other vice president within the Student Council was also keeping an eye on him.

If he put himself in their shoes, he knew that if Nagumo dared to judge unfairly, he would immediately launch an attack to drive him out of the Student Council.

He could do things if there was a reasonable justification and it wasn't excessive, but anything else was off-limits.

"Help me get a copy of the list of students from Class 1-D who are attending the meeting from Tachibana-senpai later."

Compared to the case between Class 1-B and Class 1-C, Aoyama was more concerned about the one involving Class 1-D and Class 1-C.

If someone's name really appeared on that list, he would have to ask his darling to step in.

Chapter 36 Join the Student Council, Ayanokoji

It was the same place without surveillance, and the same violent dispute had occurred.

Moreover, the only ones injured were students from Class C.

Class 1-B and Class 1-D, both in unfavorable positions, quickly reached a mutual aid agreement.

Early on the morning of June 2nd, new notices were posted on the bulletin boards of every grade, offering a reward for witnesses to the first-year dispute incident.

"Good morning, Suzune."

Among the crowd in front of the bulletin board, Aoyama Shiki spotted his rumored girlfriend and stepped forward to greet her.

For once, Horikita Suzune was not alone.

Sudo, who had been framed by Class C just like Kanzaki, and a delicate-looking boy with a robotic, indifferent expression stood behind her like a pair of guardians.

"It's not good at all." Horikita Suzune sounded somewhat irritated.

Having recently resolved the midterm exam issue, the students' approval of her had risen slightly.

Before she could even announce the collection of class fees, Sudo Ken had gone and caused this kind of trouble.

"Class 1-A, Aoyama Shiki."

Turning his head to look at the delicate boy sizing him up, Aoyama took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Class 1-D, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka."

Looking down at the hand hovering in mid-air, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka replied in a tone devoid of emotional fluctuation and extended his own hand.

Two large palms clasped together.

It was truly significantly warmer than the average person's.

After a brief handshake, they let go, and Aoyama recalled Koenji Rokusuke, a god-like figure with extreme physical ability similar to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

It was just that upon shaking hands with Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, Koenji had judged his physical ability to be on par with his own.

"Join the student council and help me with some work, and I can resolve Sudo's issue." With a faint smile, Aoyama extended a 'sincere' invitation.

Sent by his father to a laboratory known as the White Room the moment he was born, he had begun undergoing Spartan education at the age of one, with experiments lasting over a decade.

Countless knowledge and talents had been instilled in him; the existence known as Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was an out-and-out polymath.

It was just that his brain had already been broken during the experiments.

Emotions like hatred, anger, sadness, and joy were all suppressed to a level equivalent to non-existence.

A vivid way to describe him would be a rational monster.

"I don't understand the reason Aoyama-kun values me. My academic and physical abilities are both at a standard level; there is nothing outstanding about me."

"Besides, this is the first time we've met and spoken, and I have no interest in the student council."

His tone remained devoid of ups and downs, and Ayanokoji kept his expression calm, much to Sudo's surprise.

"An ordinary student should be as surprised as Sudo right now."

"I suppose this is just how I was born."

"I'll take it as that." Aoyama looked at Sudo, who was confused by his actions. "I can resolve your issue, but you should have heard the prerequisite."

Ayanokoji was friends with the Three Idiots of Class D, which was the reason he had appeared here.

After all, friends have to help each other out, don't they?

"Goodbye, Suzune."

Smiling at Horikita, who was lost in thought, Aoyama headed toward the Class 1-A classroom.

Currently, Ayanokoji was playing the fool in Class D, hoping to stay behind the scenes and avoid standing out; there was no guarantee he would definitely help Sudo out of this predicament.

As someone who held others to a different standard than himself, he wouldn't allow Ayanokoji to just coast to victory.

With his promise as a prerequisite, Sudo would view Ayanokoji joining the student council as a last resort.

Under pressure from a friend, Ayanokoji would have no choice but to put in the effort.

[Ayanokoji Kiyotaka may have counter-surveillance capabilities. Just follow him from a distance; the mission is to know who he meets and where he goes.]

Returning to his seat, Aoyama issued the task of tracking Ayanokoji to Yamamura.

Confirming that Ayanokoji was also involved, he caught the scent of dirty money in the dispute incident.

Class 1-D were indeed paupers, but Class 1-B, who had just reached a mutual aid agreement with them, were rolling in wealth.

The paid notice on the bulletin board earlier was, unsurprisingly, the work of Ichinose or Kanzaki.

This fit the current mindset of Ichinose and Kanzaki, who were acting like model students.

However, if they were going to be that well-behaved, how was he supposed to find an opportunity to blackmail them for gold?

Yamamura Miki: [I understand, I will be careful.]

[If any accidents happen, notify me immediately. This is the highest priority order.]

Thinking that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had also studied the art of psychological manipulation, Aoyama pondered for a moment before coming up with the chuunibyou-sounding "Supreme Command."

He believed with absolute certainty that Yamamura would never betray him.

However, Yamamura looked exactly like the kind of girl who could be easily tricked by a "you wouldn't want anything to happen to XXX, would you?" scenario.

If she really did get swindled, he would be left crying without tears.

"We haven't received any decisive information." Leaning straight back against the chair, Ichinose Honami let out a slight sigh of frustration.

It had already been over an hour since school ended, and after each of them had failed to find any witnesses while investigating the scene, the groups from Class 1-B and Class 1-D gathered once again.

Sitting at the rest tables provided outside the convenience store, none of the four wore a happy expression.

During middle school, Ryuen was a notorious gang leader in his district, a veteran of countless battles.

Ishizaki Daichi, who had been beaten up by Sudo, also had extensive experience in fighting.

These two pieces of information were the only things they had gained today.

It was very clear that the students from Class C who had been beaten up by them without sustaining any injuries were, in terms of combat ability, no worse than they were.

Since it was a deliberate frame-up, given Ryuen's style, it was impossible that he hadn't arranged for students to keep watch.

The possibility of finding a witness was extremely slim.

"It would be great if we could see the surveillance footage from near the scene of the dispute." Ayanokoji Kiyotaka fiddled with the drink in front of him, pretending to mutter to himself inadvertently, "That way, we could confirm whether there were any witnesses."

Sudo had gone to participate in club activities, and as his friend, Ayanokoji had been forcibly scheduled to help out.

"We thought of that method too, but the school doesn't allow students to view it." Ichinose pressed her cold drink can against her cheek.

Under the influence of global warming, it was only early June, yet the weather was already somewhat sweltering.

It was already past five in the afternoon, and even walking just a few steps was enough to make one start to sweat.