Your Mission Is Complete / The Rabbit Group Special Exam Ends

Just like the previous three times, as soon as the exam started, Class 3 students began to speak and probe each other. However, Horikita's aggressiveness seemed to be particularly high today, as he chased after Katsuragi and Sakayanagi to argue with each other.

They especially targeted Sakayanagi, mocking him for bribing spies and bringing shame upon his father, the Chairman of the board.

As if working in concert, Kaneda also became entangled with Katsuragi, while Ryuen unexpectedly launched an attack on Hirata.

The chattering became somewhat chaotic, and apart from Kushida and Shiina, none of the other six had a moment to look at their phones.

Is there action? Did Class C and Class D cooperate?

Aoyama lowered his eyes, lost in thought. Although Ryuen had also started attacking Hirata, he judged that this was likely just a smokescreen, and that Class C's real purpose was to entangle Katsuragi.

As things stand, if Katsuragi and Sakayanagi are considered the command center for Class A, then Class A 'Class A command center is paralyzed and unable to respond promptly to the intelligence provided by the students.

Oh well, since I can't interfere anyway, I'll just let them be.

Somewhat curious about Ryuen and the others' actions in the other groups, but remembering his promise not to interfere, Aoyama suppressed his curiosity about Karuizawa's thoughts.

"You're the VIP from the Rabbit Group, aren't you, Fatty?"

In the Rabbit Group exam room, Manabe Shiho stared arrogantly at Sotoumura Hideo, the otaku nicknamed "Professor" from Class D.

As soon as the evening exams began, the three delinquent girls from Class C, Manabe, launched a fierce attack on several boys from Class D, as if they had received some kind of intelligence.

"No, I'm not." Overwhelmed by Manabe's fierce aura, Sotomura wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead, his face pale.

He knew he wasn't the VIP, but Manabe really looked fierce, the type of girl he was least comfortable dealing with, and it also reminded him of the dark times he spent being bullied by delinquent girls in middle school.

"Huh?! You say it's not true, then prove it to me." Manabe's eyes hardened, revealing undisguised malice.

He has no obligation to prove anything to you.

Although Yukimura Teruhiko also looked down on the poor students from Sotomura, he had no reason to stand idly by, not knowing whether they were considered to be VIP.

He genuinely wanted to graduate from Class A; he was determined to make something of himself and make his irresponsible mother regret her actions.

"Did Shiho talk to you, you four-eyed idiot?" Without Manabe needing to signal, Yamashita immediately launched into attack mode Yamashita Yukimura. "Did you become nearsighted from reading too many pornographic books?"

That's a personal attack!

"So, do you wear glasses? Your arms look thinner than mine. Doesn't anyone count your food?" Yamashita continued his sarcasm without holding back.

At the same time, Manabe stretched his hand out in front of the Sotomura without saying a word.

While Yukimura was angrily asking, "What are you doing, you good-for-nothing?", Sotomura timidly handed his phone to Manabe.

"Did you do this voluntarily?"

"I volunteered."

The children from the Sotomura nodded like chickens pecking at rice, while the three students from Class A, who had been watching from the sidelines, all wore expressions of disdain.

He can even be overwhelmed by a girl's imposing manner; no wonder he's a flawed product from Class D, he's really quite pathetic.

"This is not it."

After only glancing at it, Manabe tossed the phone back to the Sotomura with a hint of disappointment, his gaze drifting to the expressionless Ayanokoji.

"Hey you, what's your name again? Who are you trying to impress with that gloomy face? You're not saying a word, what a waste of such a handsome face."

"I think I've already introduced myself. My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka." Ayanokoji responded indifferently to the assertive Manabe. "Besides, I don't intentionally have this expressionless face; it's just how I am."

"Are you writing for shonen manga, or were you born that way?"

Manabe scoffed at Ayanokoji's answer, then revealed the same fierce look she used on Sotomura, "VIP isn't the fat guy, then it must be you."

"If Little Four-Eyes were VIP, he wouldn't have been so flustered in stopping the fat man."

"I received intelligence that the Rabbit Group's VIP is one of the boys from Class D."

Chapter 156 Your mission is complete

"I'm not. If you don't believe me, I can show you my phone."

With an expression that remained completely emotionless, Ayanokoji took out her phone from her pocket and calmly placed it in Manabe's hand.

He completely ignored Yukimura's shouts and yells from the side.

"Are you serious, Ayanokoji?"

Manabe was taken aback. The script she received was not like this. At this moment, Ayanokoji should not show a panicked expression and then start to argue that he did not have solid evidence and would not dare to guess.

When the situation reaches a stalemate, Ayanokoji expresses his desire for the reward of Result 1, and then begs everyone to make a promise with him that once he proves himself to be the VIP, they will work together to achieve Result 1, where everyone will share the money upon arrival at school.

If anyone in Class A breaks the agreement, then Class A will fall into the trap, and Class D will gain fifty Class Points.

She was puzzled Ayanokoji doing? Had he not received the script?

While Manabe was still confused, Ayanokoji spoke indifferently, "I voluntarily handed my phone over to Manabe for verification, is that alright now?"

"No problem, you're smart to know what's good for you. I won't vote for you on the gloomy boys list next time."

After being urged, Manabe knew she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue acting. She said whatever came to mind and then opened Ayanokoji's phone to check her emails.

One of the absolute prohibitions in the exam rules is that no one may forge or copy VIP text messages; violators will be immediately expelled from the school.

In other words, if a mobile phone receives VIP text message, then the owner of that phone must be VIP.

"What's this 'Gloomy Boys Ranking'?" Ayanokoji curiously. "Since I've been so cooperative, could you please explain it to me?"

"There's a discussion group for first-year girls, and one of the girls started a ranking list for boys. One of the lists is about which boy is the most gloomy, Ayanokoji is ranked second."

Seeing that Manabe glanced at her, Yabuna Nanami helped her answer the question while she was busy looking at her phone.

Just as boys make lists of which girls are the cutest and most popular, girls naturally have their own lists, even more numerous than boys'.

The list includes everything from gloomy guys to handsome guys, the most suitable boyfriends, and the most hated guys.

"Can I ask who's in first place?" a boy from Class B couldn't help but interject.

Knowing who came in second, he naturally wanted to know who came in first. Asking the girls in his own class wasn't appropriate, so he simply asked Yabuna Nanami directly.

"That Kito in Class A looks terrifying."

"I feel the same way, it feels creepy." Takemoto Shigeru from Class A agreed.

He felt somewhat apologetic towards his classmate, Kito Hayato, but he truly believed that the name was fitting—he really did look like a ghost.

Manabe tossed the phone back to Ayanokoji, saying, "I checked, it's definitely not that. That's strange."

After checking the text messages and other miscellaneous information on the phone, she confirmed that it was Ayanokoji's phone and that Ayanokoji was not VIP.

Manabe glanced at Yukimura, who had become tense, and then looked away from him.

This girl with glasses clearly hasn't read the script. If she doesn't cooperate and hand over her phone, she'll lose face for no reason, which is unacceptable.

"The intelligence should be correct; it cost a lot of money to buy it."

Muttering to himself, Manabe seemed to give up and turned his gaze away from Class D, taking out his phone and starting to play with it. Judging from the speed at which he pressed the buttons, he was probably reporting the situation to someone.

[Your task is complete. You don't need to do anything else; just wait until the exam is over.]

Manabe was cursing under her breath about what Class D was up to, her report to Shiina quickly received a reply.

Good thing it's done. Don't bother me with any problems.

Having received proof that the mission was over, Manabe relaxed and started surfing the internet, figuring that if anything went wrong, it was only Shiina and Class D's fault.

"So you're giving up already? If you think the intelligence is sound, then Yukimura must be the VIP."

Manabe wanted to happily back off, but Ayanokoji showed no sign of letting her go, his indifferent gaze fixed on her.

"If you've carefully read the exam rules, you should know that there won't be detailed changes in Class Points for each group's exam results. In other words, even if someone guesses wrong, Ryuen can't be certain that a student from Class C guessed wrong."

"If you win, you get 500,000 points; if you lose, nothing happens." Ayanokoji's tone was completely flat. "Why not do something that's risk-free and highly profitable?"

The school allows students to submit names of VIP, and the reward points can be deferred.

Ignoring the class and only thinking about themselves, this Special Exam is a risk-free and highly profitable gamble for students who are not VIP; the odds of winning are much higher than winning the lottery.

"If you win the bet, you'll be a hero in Class C; if you lose, nobody will even know."

Manabe quickly shook his head. "How could I possibly gamble? Losing would mean losing Class Points. I won't gamble if I'm not sure."

"I understand, I understand. I'll send it secretly after the discussion is over." Ayanokoji calmly withdrew his gaze from Manabe.

The name of the VIP was secretly sent out by one person, and the class leader could not detect this hint. It had already been added to the minds of the students in the Rabbit Group room.

Horikita Suzune's plan was only aimed at the students in Class A, but he intended to fish out Class C as well.

Based on his observations, the only one who knew that Class D and Class C were cooperating was Manabe, who was acting along with them. The other three were unaware of this and might be disobeying Ryuen's orders.

"I already said I wouldn't send it. Do you think I'm as indifferent to the class as you are?"

Manabe was getting a little exasperated. She didn't know what had gotten into Ayanokoji, who kept pestering her. If Ryuen misunderstood, it would be troublesome.

"Actually Yukimura really received VIP; I can prove it to you if you don't believe me."

Pretending to be a stubborn fool, Ayanokoji suddenly put his hands in Yukimura's pockets, then pressed Yukimura's phone against him with one hand, while the other hand slid out of his sleeve and showed it to everyone.

"You didn't even set a combination lock? Yukimura, you're really being negligent."

"See, I told you I was telling the truth."

As she spoke, Ayanokoji tapped her phone twice and then showed the screen displaying the VIP treatment messages to Manabe and the others.

Meanwhile, the other students besides those in Class C also peered out out of curiosity.

"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka! What are you doing!" Shinmura shouted as if belatedly realizing what was happening, and immediately snatched the phone from Ayanokoji's hand.

At the same time, he tried his best to make a 'fierce' glare at him.

Although he didn't understand why Ayanokoji hadn't given prior notice, Yukimura could only try his best to cooperate and hope to fool the other students.

However, his so-called 'fierce' appearance made students in other classes feel uncomfortable.

Compared to the anger shown towards Sotomura, this anger seems utterly fake.

Chapter 157 The Rabbit Group's Special Exam Ends

Manabe frowned. "Who knows if that phone really is his?"

Her task was to help Class D by misleading the students in Class A into guessing the VIP, meaning that the VIP in the Rabbit Group must be in Class D.

She had checked the phones of Sotomura and Ayanokoji. If she could also check Yukimura's phone to confirm, then she would be able to determine who the VIP in Class D was.

"How could I possibly confirm it for you? Just keep guessing."

Upon noticing Ayanokoji's slight head shake, Yukimura was no longer at a loss. He immediately put his phone back in his pocket and glared at Ayanokoji with a stern face.

Although he didn't know Ayanokoji was giving him instructions, he had no choice but to obey.

Seeing that he couldn't get confirmation from Yukimura's phone, Manabe fell silent once again, and an eerie silence descended upon the room. Apart from one or two other students, the rest of the students wore thoughtful expressions.

Ninety-nine percent of those VIP are in Class D, and students outside Class D are quite certain of this.

Since the VIP wasn't in their class, Class D wouldn't have put on this elaborate show to lead them into guessing VIP was. Unfortunately, Yukimura's acting was too exaggerated, and Ayanokoji's actions were too foolish.

However, perhaps this is the level of students in Class D? Without help, they are nothing.

Of the three in Class A, Machida Koji revealed a disdainful smile and began to think about how to verify who the real owner of that VIP phone was.

First, we can't rule out the possibility that the phone didn't Yukimura, because there's always the possibility that something was hidden in plain sight. Although we don't think Class D could come up with such a scheme, we can't rule it out completely.

"Do you Yukimura's phone number, or do you know anyone who can?" Machida whispered to Takemoto and Morishige, not expecting much.

"Although it's highly likely not, it's still good to verify it."

Determining who owns a phone can be done with just one phone call. Changing the SIM card, however, will render the phone unusable.

Upon hearing Machida's words, Takemoto Shigeru stiffened, and then a surge of anticipation welled up inside him.

He didn't have Yukimura's phone number, but he did have Ayanokoji's; he could find it by checking his call history.

On the night of the first day of the exam, he received a call from Ayanokoji.

He said on the phone that after the exam, he found something on his seat and wanted to ask if it belonged to him, but when he found that nothing was missing, the matter was over.

"No." Suppressing his agitation, Takemoto calmly replied to Machida.

Since the VIP is in Class D, and Yukimura's acting is so exaggerated, his sixth sense tells him that the VIP is likely Ayanokoji.

The 500,000 points that were correctly guessed are better enjoyed by one person than shared by three.

While Machida started asking others on his phone, Takemoto secretly pulled out Ayanokoji's phone, then stared intently at Yukimura and dialed the number with anticipation.

As expected, Yukimura put his phone in his pocket, it vibrated, and Yukimura's expression turned panicked.

The student whose gaze he couldn't control was Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.