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

"I remember Chabashira-sensei saying that as long as you have private points, you can purchase anything within this school."

Under the influence of Aoyama Shiki, Horikita Suzune quickly realized that they could check the surveillance footage.

However, Class D currently had no class funds, and they had no idea how many private points it would cost to access the footage.

"Let's first consult the teacher about the specific costs."

Facing Horikita, who looked a bit embarrassed, Ichinose offered a smile that seemed to say, "It's alright."

Although she didn't have as many friends as Kushida, Ichinose had friends in every class of the first year.

She was well aware of whether Class D had any class funds.

"The Student Council should also have the ability to check the surveillance. If the cost is too high, you can ask Aoyama; he could probably get it done for half price."

The private points for the paid announcement this morning were also paid by Class B. After thinking it over, Horikita Suzune finally found a way she could be of use.

If she offered money to Aoyama, there was no way he would refuse.

Chapter 37: The Eyewitness

"Checking the surveillance? Just give me half of whatever price the teacher quotes you."

In Horikita Suzune's dormitory, Aoyama Shiki was eating there as usual.

Today's dishes were quite sumptuous, and the taste was excellent.

Setting aside her slightly sharp tongue, Horikita Suzune would surely be a virtuous wife and a good mother in the future.

"Because there's a lot of footage to check, the teacher quoted two hundred thousand. So, your payment will be set at one hundred thousand?"

"No problem."

Not expecting an unexpected income, Aoyama laughed.

Payment obtained by using public authority for private gain was one hundred percent dirty money.

"Can you make it as fast as possible?" Walking behind Aoyama, Horikita Suzune placed her hands on his shoulders.

They had already wasted one day, and by tomorrow night, time would be very tight. Besides, there was no guarantee they would find an eyewitness from the footage.

This was just a desperate attempt.

"Small problem, we'll head out in half an hour."

As far as Aoyama knew, the school's surveillance room was staffed twenty-four hours a day.

And since it was only a little past six, half an hour later wouldn't be too late.

Enjoying a massage from the Student Council President's sister, and about to use Student Council authority for personal gain later, Aoyama Shiki was feeling very comfortable right now.

"Help me split this in half."

Kamuro Masumi was not comfortable at all.

It should have been a relaxing evening, but she had been dragged out to do manual labor by that jerk Aoyama.

"You might as well kill me; splitting it in half is as good as taking my life," Aoyama yelped on the way back to school.

"Then your life is quite cheap."

Kamuro curled her lip. She didn't know if she had taken the wrong medicine, but she had ended up leaving with Aoyama just because he said a few words to her.

Even though there was no benefit for her at all.

"How about we go to Keyaki Mall this Sunday? I want to buy some clothes."

Although it was only early June and summer had just begun, it had to be said that the temperature was already starting to feel hot.

Thinking that his short-sleeved shirts were a few years old, Aoyama planned to buy new ones, and he could also buy some better clothes for Kamuro and Yamamura while he was at it.

This could be considered a thank you for their constant help.

"Too much trouble, I'm not going."

"Come on, please, I'm begging you. This is the only request I'll ever make in my life."

"You really are shameless." Looking up at the pitch-black night sky, Kamuro sighed.

She really couldn't handle the pestering Aoyama Shiki.

If other students from Class A saw Aoyama like this, their jaws would definitely drop.

He acted all proper in front of others, but in front of her, he was completely casual and didn't care about his image at all.

What exactly did she represent in his heart?

"A mature man knows when to be shameless and when not to be."

Studying Kamuro's beautiful profile, Aoyama returned to a calm tone.

Although the obedient Yamamura was also great, he still felt most comfortable when with Kamuro.

Chatting as they walked, the two arrived at the school's surveillance room.

After explaining their identity and purpose to the staff, they quickly obtained the authorization to check the footage and were even assigned a staff member to assist them.

Even with three people, it still took over two hours to finish checking the surveillance footage.

"I'm exhausted."

On the way back to the dorms, they stopped as they passed by the convenience store.

After Aoyama went inside to buy drinks and snacks, he walked out and stood behind the seated Kamuro.

He pressed a chilled can of soda against the cheek of the complaining Kamuro.

"You jerk, Aoyama!" Startled by the cold, Kamuro was a bit annoyed.

"This is a treat from that jerk."

After taking a light kick to the shin from Kamuro, Aoyama sat down across from her and placed the bag of snacks on the table.

"What's so good about this?"

"I think it's quite good."

Taking in the sight of Kamuro tilting her head back to drink, Aoyama smiled faintly and opened his own drink.

The carefree Kamuro was quite cute, too.

"That's not what I'm asking you."

"But I really do think it's good."

"Ugh... forget it." Frustrated, Kamuro turned her head away.

Heh.

Feeling a surge of pleasure, Aoyama tilted his head back and took a long gulp of his drink.

He hadn't let Ichinose and the others down during this surveillance check; he had actually found a witness. Although it was only a witness to the Sudo incident, it was better than nothing.

Sakura Airi from Class D, a gravure model who dressed dowdily to hide her identity.

Her personality was timid and shy, much like Yamamura, though her communication skills were a bit worse.

In terms of physical ability, they were both weaklings, and her academic performance couldn't compare at all.

Still, Sakura Airi was delicate and easy to handle; having her in his grasp would be quite nice.

As the cold drink went down, Aoyama began to think about what method he should use to bring Sakura into his camp.

In the original story, Sakura was also a witness to the Sudo fight, and having just reviewed days of footage, he knew this wasn't a coincidence.

Without surveillance cameras, and with no Student Council members coming to the top floor of the Special Building after school, it was a perfect secret base for her to shed her disguise and take photos.

Four or five days a week, a gravure model named 'Shizuku' would appear there.

With her illicit figure and angelic face, it was no wonder Shizuku could become an internet sensation.

"What bad thing are you plotting again? You're smiling so disgustingly." Without him noticing, Kamuro had turned her head back.

"It's a secret I can't tell Kamuro."

Erasing the image of Sakura Airi from his mind, Aoyama propped his chin on his hand and looked at Kamuro.

One minute.

Two minutes.

"I win."

"Who was playing a staring contest with you?"

With a blush on her face, she looked away again, then paused and immediately stood up from her seat.

"I'm going back."

"Take me with you."

Smiling as he cleared the snacks from the table, Aoyama trotted along behind Kamuro.

Half an hour later.

"There is one witness in the Special Building, but I judge that she doesn't seem to want to come forward."

"I will ask for her opinion tomorrow morning and give you an answer based on her response."

In the boys' dormitory, Aoyama and Horikita Suzune sat facing each other, with a phone displaying an active call sitting on the table between them.

The contact displayed on the screen was Ichinose Honami.

"Thank you for your help, Aoyama-kun. But I'm truly surprised; Aoyama-kun has a considerate side, too." Ichinose's pleasant voice came from the phone.

"It's just occasional mercy. It's better not to have too many expectations of me."

"Being expected of brings all sorts of pressure, but I don't think Aoyama-kun is a bad person. Goodnight, Aoyama-kun."

"Although I don't plan on sleeping yet, goodnight to you too, Ichinose-san."

With a light chuckle, Aoyama hung up the call with Ichinose.

Meanwhile, Horikita Suzune, sitting across from him, didn't seem to have any intention of leaving yet.

"Can't you even tell me?"

"It's precisely because it's you that I can't tell; early to bed and early to rise is the only way to nourish the spirit."

Gently supporting Horikita's arm to help her stand, Aoyama immediately shifted into send-off mode.

Given Horikita Suzune's difficulty in empathizing with others, he didn't believe she would keep a secret for Sakura.

Chapter 38 Bearing the Name of Student Council Vice President

"Good morning, Sakura-san, please have a seat."

Early in the morning, for the price of five thousand personal points, Aoyama had temporarily secured the use of the dormitory manager's break room.

Through the channels provided by Kushida, he had contacted Sakura Airi last night.

People with docile personalities usually have the trait of being bad at refusing others.

"I wasn't sure what you liked to drink, so I brewed some chrysanthemum tea."

Placing the paper cup filled with tea in front of the empty chair, Aoyama made a gesture of invitation.

"I... anything is fine, thank you... Aoyama-kun."

Wearing red-framed glasses and sporting dowdy twin braids, Sakura Airi's eyes, hidden beneath her overly long bangs, wavered.

Hunching her back and lowering her head, she sat opposite Aoyama, shrinking away from him.

"Ichinose and the others asked me to check the surveillance footage regarding the conflict with Class C, and I discovered that you must be a witness to the Sudo incident."

"I suspect you are still hesitating about whether to testify, which is why you haven't told Ichinose and the others about this."

Staring openly into Sakura's wandering eyes, Aoyama stated the reason he had sought her out.

Her ice-blue eyes were incredibly beautiful, the texture of her fiery red hair looked excellent, and her skin was as fair as snow.

If she could shed her shy personality, he felt that Sakura would become the ultimate social butterfly.

"Ah... I'm sorry... I..."