Mid-Month Summary! First-Year Class Layout? Preparatory Swimming Lesson?!

Time passed quietly, and half a month had slipped away unnoticed since that gathering.

Campus life seemed to have hit the repeat button, with days consisting of classes, dismissal, and rest.

Akiyama Shin maintained his low-profile and disciplined rhythm, spending most of his time immersed in his own thoughts and observations, keeping a perfect distance from the bustle around him.

However, beneath this seemingly mundane daily life, some subtle changes were taking place.

What surprised Akiyama Shin the most was the easing of the relationship between Horikita Suzune and Kushida Kikyo.

Horikita Suzune still maintained her cold and aloof appearance on the surface, but Akiyama Shin keenly noticed that she was no longer as paranoidly rejecting of all goodwill and contact as she had been at the beginning.

This was especially true regarding Kushida Kikyo, and a strange, tacit understanding seemed to have formed between the two.

While it couldn't be called intimate, they could occasionally be seen having brief exchanges between classes.

Or, when Kushida Kikyo took the initiative to share snacks, Horikita Suzune would accept them silently, even if she still didn't show much expression.

Kushida Kikyo's changes were even more obvious.

Her hostility toward Horikita Suzune, whether stemming from shadows in middle school or a clash of personalities, seemed to have truly diminished significantly. It was no longer a performance floating on the surface, but a genuine acceptance from the heart. Was it because of that chance to share an umbrella in the rain?

Or was she truly adjusting her mindset? For the sake of some longer-term coexistence?

Akiyama Shin pondered this to himself but did not delve deeper.

As long as it didn't affect his plans, he was happy to see such changes. The only thing that remained constant was that Kushida Kikyo appeared at his Dormitory 501 punctually almost every night.

That passion and infatuation not only failed to fade with time but showed a trend of intensifying.

This sometimes made Akiyama Shin wonder if she had become addicted to the comfort and stimulation brought by their intimate relationship.

It didn't matter, though. He didn't dislike it anyway, and he maintained a laissez-faire attitude toward it. However, these nightly escapades eventually attracted some attention. For instance, one day, Chabashira Sae called him to the office and, without beating around the bush, pointed it out directly.

"Akiyama, the dormitory manager reported that Kushida-san frequently enters your room."

She lit a slender lady's cigarette, took a deep drag, and her eyes carried a hint of helplessness amidst the swirling smoke.

"I can understand that high school students have strong hormones... but..."

She paused, her tone becoming a bit more serious.

"You must take necessary protective measures. Don't cause any accidents; it will be very difficult for me to cover for you if that happens."

Akiyama Shin nodded without changing his expression.

"I understand, Teacher Chabashira."

As for the other classes, Akiyama Shin had kept himself informed through the intermittent news passed on by Kamuro Masumi.

Class A remained in a stalemate, with the Katsuragi Faction and the Sakayanagi Faction standing in opposition.

Daily life seemed to have no major waves, but Kamuro mentioned that the Sakayanagi Faction seemed to have a more aggressive style, while the Katsuragi Faction leaned toward being conservative and steady.

Akiyama Shin was not surprised by this; the internal friction in Class A was a positive trend for him.

Class B, under the leadership of Honami Ichinose, continued to steadily consolidate the class.

The atmosphere was united and positive, fully utilizing the intelligence advantage gained from Akiyama Shin.

The most interesting intelligence came from Class C.

Through a new friend she had made in Class C, Kamuro Masumi learned that a boy named Ryuen Kakeru seemed to have completely taken control of the entire class through violence and intimidation.

Control through violence... simple and brutal...

It might be effective in the short term. It seemed Class C would form a certain order earlier than Class D, even if it was a twisted one.

By comparison.

Class D remained immersed in a carnival of squandering.

One hundred thousand points were not inexhaustible for students who lacked planning. Some students who spent money lavishly had already begun to experience a shortage of points half a month later, and some had even started borrowing from classmates they were on good terms with to get by. Stupid... but exactly what he wanted.

Mid-April, a Friday afternoon.

Today was a day that most of the boys in Class D were restless and looking forward to.

Because it was the first time a swimming class had been scheduled on the curriculum.

For these adolescents in the midst of puberty with surging hormones, being able to legitimately admire the figures of their female classmates in swimsuits was undoubtedly a bit of spice in their dull study life.

Inside the swimming pool, the air was filled with the scent of disinfectant and an inexplicable sense of excitement.

The boys and girls were changing into their swimsuits in their respective locker rooms.

In the boys' locker room, the atmosphere had already been ignited by Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji.

"Hey, hey, hey! Ike! I'm really looking forward to this!"

"This is the first time we can legitimately see what the girls in our class look like in swimsuits!"

"If you ask me! Kikyo-chan's figure... that's absolutely top-tier!"

Yamauchi Haruki was blushing with excitement, his voice loud as he scrambled to change into his swim trunks.

"That goes without saying! And I think Karuizawa is pretty great too! Not to mention Hasebe! I always thought she had a great figure even in her school uniform, but today is a swimsuit!"

Ike Kanji was equally excited, his spit flying as he spoke.

"Hehehe... I wonder what Sakura looks like without her glasses? Even though she looks plain most of the time... she might be a hidden gem!"

"It's possible! It's definitely possible!"

The two of them were engaged in a conversation filled with low-brow humor and undisguised lust, prompting some of the surrounding boys to whisper along, wearing knowing, lecherous smiles.

Although Sudo Ken didn't join the discussion, hearing their words and imagining the scenes they might see later made his face flush slightly, and he turned his head away, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Yukimura Teruhiko had already changed into his swim trunks and pushed up the bridge of his glasses.

Watching the eager, monkey-like behavior of Yamauchi and Ike, he wore an expression of undisguised disgust and impatience.

"How truly... vulgar!"

"I really don't understand what there is to be so obsessed with regarding a woman's skin. Only by constantly improving one's own knowledge and cultivation can a person find their true value!"

Hearing this, Yamauchi Haruki immediately retorted with dissatisfaction.

"Ha...? What would a nerd like you know, Yukimura? This is youth! Youth, man!"

Ike Kanji chimed in as well.

"Exactly! I think you're just sour grapes because you can't get any! If you're so high and mighty, don't look later!"

The argument threatened to escalate into personal attacks.

Hirata Yosuke quickly stepped in to smooth things over, wearing his usual gentle smile.

"Alright, alright, everyone, stop arguing."

"Swimming class is meant for exercise and relaxation; mutual respect is the bare minimum."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji stood quietly in the corner, changing into his swim trunks with an expressionless face, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Only his unfocused eyes occasionally swept over the arguing group, recording their reactions.

Just then, a magnetic voice rang out slowly, carrying undisguised disdain.

"Oh~ what a group of unbeautiful boys~"

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound to see that Koenji Rokusuke had finished changing. He wore only a pair of tight swimming trunks, unreservedly displaying his perfect, robust upper body, which looked like a Greek sculpture. His snow-white skin, clearly defined pectoral and abdominal muscles, and the fluid, powerful lines of his physique all showcased the results of his long-term, rigorous training.

He held a small mirror casually in one hand while elegantly stroking his dazzling long blonde hair with the other. His narrow eyes swept over Yamauchi and Ike, his tone filled with pity.

"If you are merely ugly beasts dominated by hormones, thinking of nothing but mating with the opposite sex every waking moment, then that is truly regrettable~"

His gaze then moved past the group and landed on Akiyama Shin, who was quietly taking off his T-shirt.

"However, I believe Akiyama-boy is surely not such a low-level creature~"

Suddenly called out, Akiyama Shin paused, looking at Koenji with a slightly speechless expression.

This guy... what is he going on about now?

He folded his T-shirt and placed it in his locker, revealing his own physique.

Unlike the visually striking, robust build of Koenji, Akiyama Shin's body leaned more toward the "lean in clothes, muscular out of them" type. His muscle lines were clean and sharp, with a clear eight-pack and V-taper, though not overly bulky. Every muscle seemed meticulously carved, brimming with explosive power and a perfect balance of strength and aesthetics.

Although not as exaggerated as Koenji's, it still drew looks of surprise and envy from the surrounding boys.

Akiyama Shin ignored Koenji's teasing and did not participate in any of the discussions. After changing into his swim trunks, he walked straight to the locker room door and headed out.

Koenji watched Akiyama Shin's retreating back and let out a low laugh.

"What a cold-hearted boy indeed~"

When all the students of Class D gathered by the poolside.

As expected, an irrepressible wave of gasps and whispers erupted from both the boys' and girls' sides.

On the boys' side.

Their gazes were almost uniformly focused on the girls' camp.

Kushida Kikyo wore a one-piece swimsuit, perfectly showcasing her slim yet curvaceous figure.

Especially her impressive bust, which made Yamauchi, Ike, and the others stare blankly, their mouths practically watering.

Karuizawa Kei was also wearing a one-piece swimsuit, which outlined her well-proportioned and healthy figure.

She carried a hint of a young girl's playfulness and confidence.

But the biggest surprise came from Hasebe Haruka, who had her long blue hair tied up in a high ponytail.

The astonishing scale of her figure almost instantly became the focus of the entire scene, causing countless boys to gasp in shock.

"Hasebe... this scale... it's terrifying..."

"Little Kikyo! She really is the best!"

The boys' comments were barely restrained.

As for the girls, their reactions were far more complex.

Most of the girls felt extreme disgust and nausea at the unmasked, lecherous gazes of Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji, and they cast looks of disdain in their direction.

"How disgusting..."

"Can't someone do something about their eyes..."

"Perverts!"

Yet, at the same time, their gazes were involuntarily drawn to certain figures among the boys.

Koenji Rokusuke's near-perfect physique went without saying; he was like a walking pheromone emitter.

Akiyama Shin's lean, well-proportioned, and powerful body was equally eye-catching, especially with his cold and aloof temperament, which only added to his charm.

Horikita Suzune looked at Akiyama Shin, a trace of undisguised shock flashing through her cold, clear eyes.

He... I never would have guessed from his usual appearance... to think he was...

She subconsciously looked away, her earlobes heating up slightly.

Kushida Kikyo took in the gazes of the surrounding girls fixed on Akiyama Shin, feeling secretly smug.

This is my man!

Wang Meiyu looked at Akiyama Shin, her small face slightly flushed, her eyes filled with shyness and admiration.

Matsushita Chiaki, who usually didn't pay much attention to such things, also took a few interested looks and muttered to herself.

"Hmm... surprisingly well-built, aren't you..."

Hasebe Haruka was even bolder, looking Akiyama Shin up and down with a playful smile on her lips as she shouted.

"Wow! Akiyama-kun! You've got a great body~"

Although Karuizawa Kei pretended not to care on the surface, her gaze would occasionally drift in that direction.

Even Sakura Airi, who was extremely introverted and timid and had chosen to sit in the stands rather than participate in swimming this time, couldn't help but secretly lift her eyelids to steal a quick glance at Akiyama Shin before lowering her head again, her heart racing.

Just then.

The male teacher in charge of the swimming class clapped his hands, a bright smile on his face as he shouted loudly.

"Alright, alright!"

"As boys and girls with surging adolescent hormones! The time for mutual appreciation ends here!"

"Now that you've seen enough! Let's officially start today's swimming lesson!"

Time passed quietly, and half a month had slipped away unnoticed since that gathering.

School life seemed to have hit the repeat button: day after day of classes, school ending, and rest.

Akiyama Shin maintained his low-key and disciplined rhythm of life, spending most of his time immersed in his own thoughts and observations, keeping a well-measured distance from the bustle around him.

However, beneath this seemingly mundane daily routine, some subtle changes were taking place.

What surprised Akiyama Shin the most was the thawing of the relationship between Horikita Suzune and Kushida Kikyo.

Horikita Suzune still maintained her cold and aloof appearance on the surface, but Akiyama Shin keenly sensed that she was no longer as pathologically resistant to all goodwill and contact as she had been at the beginning.

This was especially true regarding Kushida Kikyo, and the two seemed to have formed a strange, unspoken understanding.

While it couldn't be called intimate, one could occasionally see them having brief exchanges between classes.

Or when Kushida Kikyo took the initiative to share snacks, Horikita Suzune, though still expressionless, would accept them in silence.

Kushida Kikyo's change was even more obvious.

Her hostility toward Horikita Suzune, whether stemming from the shadows of middle school or a clash of personalities, seemed to have truly diminished significantly. It was no longer a performance on the surface, but a genuine acceptance—was it because of the opportunity of sharing an umbrella in the rain?

Or was she truly adjusting her mindset? For the sake of some long-term coexistence?

Akiyama Shin pondered this to himself but did not delve deeper.

As long as it didn't affect his plans, he was happy to see such changes. The only thing that remained constant was that Kushida Kikyo would arrive at his Dormitory 501 punctually almost every night.

That passion and infatuation had not faded with time; on the contrary, it showed signs of intensifying.

This sometimes made Akiyama Shin wonder if she had become addicted to the comfort and stimulation brought by their intimate relationship.

However, it didn't matter; he didn't dislike it, and he maintained a laissez-faire attitude toward it. Still, these nightly escapades eventually attracted some attention. For instance, one day, Chabashira Sae called him to the office and, without beating around the bush, pointed it out directly.

"Akiyama, the dorm supervisor reported that Kushida-san frequently enters your room."

She lit a thin, elegant cigarette and took a deep drag; amidst the swirling smoke, her eyes held a trace of helplessness.

"I understand that high schoolers have surging hormones... but..."

She paused, her tone becoming more serious.

"Make sure to take necessary precautions. Don't cause any accidents, because I'll have a hard time covering for you if that happens."

Akiyama Shin nodded without changing his expression.

"I understand, Teacher Chabashira."

As for the other classes, Akiyama Shin kept himself informed through the intermittent news provided by Kamuro Masumi.

Class A remained in a stalemate, with the Katsuragi Faction and the Sakayanagi Faction standing in opposition.

The daily study life seemed to pass without much turbulence, but Kamuro mentioned that the Sakayanagi Faction seemed to be more aggressive in their methods, while the Katsuragi Faction leaned toward a conservative and steady approach.

Akiyama Shin was not surprised by this; the internal friction within Class A was a favorable trend in his eyes.

Class B, under the leadership of Honami Ichinose, continued to steadily consolidate the class.

The atmosphere was united and positive, fully utilizing the intelligence advantage gained from Akiyama Shin.

The most interesting intelligence, however, came from Class C.

Through a friend she had recently made in Class C, Masumi Kamuro learned that a male student named Ryuen Kakeru seemed to have completely taken control of the entire class through violence and intimidation.

Violence as control... simple and crude...

It might be effective in the short term; Class C seemed likely to form a certain order sooner than Class D, even if it was a twisted one.

By comparison.

Class D remained immersed in a carnival of squandering.

For students lacking a plan, 100,000 points were not inexhaustible, and some students who spent money lavishly had already begun to face a shortage of points half a month later, even resorting to borrowing from classmates they were on good terms with to get by. Stupid... but exactly as he intended.

Mid-April, a Friday afternoon.

Today was a day that most of the boys in Class D were restless and looking forward to.

Because for the first time, a swimming lesson had been scheduled on the curriculum.

For this group of teenagers in the prime of puberty with surging hormones, being able to legitimately admire the figures of their female classmates in swimsuits was undoubtedly a little spice in their dull study life.

Inside the swimming pool, the air was filled with the scent of disinfectant and an inexplicable sense of excitement.

The boys and girls were changing into their swimwear in their respective locker rooms.

Inside the boys' locker room, the atmosphere had already been ignited by Ike Kanji and Yamauchi Haruki.

"Hey, hey, hey! Ike! I'm really looking forward to this!"

"This is the first time we can legitimately see what the girls in our class look like in swimsuits!"

"If you ask me! Kikyo's figure... that's absolutely top-tier, the best of the best!"

Yamauchi Haruki was flustered as he changed into his swimming trunks, his face flushed with excitement and his voice booming.

"You don't have to tell me that! And I think Karuizawa is pretty good too! And that Hasebe! I always thought she had a great figure even when wearing her school uniform! Today is a swimsuit day, after all!"

Ike Kanji was equally excited, spittle flying as he spoke.

"Hehehe... I wonder what Sakura would look like if she took off her glasses? Even though she looks plain usually... she might be a hidden gem!"

"It's possible! It's possible!"

The two's discussion was full of low-brow humor and undisguised desire, causing some of the surrounding boys to whisper along, revealing knowing smiles.

Although Sudo Ken did not join the discussion, his face turned slightly red as he listened to their words and imagined the scenes he might see later, and he turned his head away, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Yukimura Teruhiko had already changed into his swimming trunks, and he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Looking at the impatient, monkey-like behavior of Yamauchi and Ike, his face showed undisguised disgust and impatience.

"Really... how vulgar!"

"I truly don't know what there is to be obsessed with regarding a woman's skin. Only by constantly improving one's own knowledge and cultivation can a person realize their true value!"

Upon hearing this, Yamauchi Haruki immediately retorted with dissatisfaction.

"Ha...? What would a nerd like you, Yukimura, know? This is youth! Youth, man!"

Ike Kanji also chimed in.

"Exactly! I think you're just sour grapes because you can't get any! If you're so capable, don't look later!"

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate into personal attacks.

Hirata Yosuke quickly stepped in to smooth things over, wearing his customary gentle smile.

"Alright, alright, everyone, stop arguing."

"Swimming class is for exercising the body and relaxing the mind; mutual respect is the most basic thing."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji stood quietly in the corner, changing into his swimming trunks with an expressionless face, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, though his unfocused eyes occasionally swept over the arguing group, recording their reactions.

Just then, a magnetic voice rang out slowly, carrying undisguised disdain.

"Oh~ what a bunch of unbeautiful boys~"

Everyone looked toward the sound to see that Koenji Rokusuke had already finished changing. He wore only a pair of tight swimming trunks, unreservedly displaying his perfect, robust upper body that looked like a Greek sculpture—pale skin, well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles, and smooth, powerful muscle lines, all of which testified to the results of his long-term, rigorous training.

He held a small mirror casually in one hand, while the other hand elegantly stroked his dazzling long golden hair. His narrow eyes swept over Yamauchi and Ike, his tone filled with pity.

"If you are merely ugly beasts dominated by hormones, thinking of nothing but mating with the opposite sex at every moment, then that is truly regrettable~"

His gaze then passed over the crowd and landed on Akiyama Shin, who was quietly taking off his T-shirt.

"However, I believe Akiyama-boy should not be such a low-level creature~"

Suddenly called out, Akiyama Shin paused in his movements and looked at Koenji, feeling somewhat speechless.

What is this guy... acting up for again?

He folded his T-shirt and placed it into his locker, revealing his physique.

Unlike the visually striking, robust build of Koenji Rokusuke, Akiyama Shin's body leaned more toward a streamlined aesthetic—lean while clothed but muscular when exposed. His muscle definition was sharp and clean, with eight-pack abs and a defined V-taper. Though not overly bulky, every muscle seemed meticulously sculpted, condensing explosive power and embodying a perfect balance of strength and beauty.

While not as exaggerated as Koenji's, it still drew looks of surprise and envy from the boys nearby.

Akiyama Shin ignored Koenji's teasing and didn't join in any of the discussions. After changing into his swim trunks, he pulled open the locker room door and walked straight out.

Koenji watched Akiyama Shin's retreating back, then let out a low chuckle.

"What a cold Boy he is~"

When all the students of Class D gathered by the poolside.

As expected, a wave of irrepressible gasps and whispers erupted from both the boys' and girls' sides.

On the boys' side.

Their gazes were almost entirely focused on the girls' camp.

Kushida Kikyo wore a one-piece swimsuit, perfectly showcasing her slim yet curvaceous figure.

Her impressive bust, in particular, caused Yamauchi Haruki, Ike Kanji, and the others to stare blankly, their mouths practically watering.

Karuizawa Kei was also wearing a one-piece swimsuit, which outlined her well-proportioned and healthy physique.

She carried a touch of a young girl's playfulness and confidence.

But the biggest surprise came from Hasebe Haruka, who had her long blue hair tied up in a high ponytail.

Her astonishing proportions instantly became the center of attention, causing countless boys to gasp in shock.

"Hasebe... that size... it's terrifying..."

"Little Kikyo! She really is the best!"

The boys' discussions were barely concealed.

On the girls' side, the reactions were far more complex.

Most of the girls felt extreme disgust and nausea at the lecherous, unmasked gazes of Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji, casting looks of contempt their way.

"So disgusting..."

"Can someone control their eyes..."

"Perverts!"

But at the same time, their gazes were involuntarily drawn to certain figures among the boys.

Koenji Rokusuke's near-perfect physique went without saying; he was like a walking hormone transmitter.

Akiyama Shin's lean, well-proportioned, and powerful body was equally eye-catching, especially with his cold, aloof temperament, which only added to his charm.

Horikita Suzune looked at Akiyama Shin, a flash of undisguised shock passing through her cold, clear eyes.

"He... you really couldn't tell at all... to think he..."

She subconsciously looked away, her earlobes heating up slightly.

Kushida Kikyo took in the way the surrounding girls were staring at Akiyama Shin, feeling secretly smug.

This is my man!

Wang Meiyu looked at Akiyama Shin, her small face slightly flushed, her eyes filled with shyness and admiration.

Matsushita Chiaki, who usually didn't pay much attention to such things, also took a few interested looks, whispering to herself.

"Hmm... surprisingly well-built, aren't you..."

Hasebe Haruka was even bolder, sizing Akiyama Shin up with a playful smile on her lips as she shouted.

"Wow! Akiyama-kun! You've got a great body~"

Although Karuizawa Kei pretended not to care on the surface, her gaze would occasionally drift in that direction.

Even Sakura Airi, who was extremely introverted and timid and had chosen not to participate in swimming, sitting in the stands instead, couldn't help but secretly lift her eyelids to steal a quick glance at Akiyama Shin before rapidly lowering her head, her heart racing.

Just then.

The male teacher in charge of the swimming lesson clapped his hands, a bright smile on his face as he shouted loudly.

"Alright, alright!"

"As boys and girls with surging adolescent hormones! The time for mutual appreciation ends here!"

"Now that you've all seen enough! Let's officially start today's swimming lesson!"