Points Reset! Class D's Economic Crisis! Rules Revealed!

Time slipped away like sand through fingers, quietly vanishing amidst the seemingly mundane daily life.

The lazy weekend spent with Kushida Kikyo felt like it was only yesterday, yet in the blink of an eye, half a month had gracefully drifted by.

The calendar had quietly turned to May 1st.

The atmosphere within the school was vastly different from this time last month.

Gone was the pervasive, festival-like excitement and anticipation; in its place was a vague restlessness and unease, a sentiment particularly pronounced in Class 1-D.

The morning classes passed under an inexplicable low pressure, and as time ticked by, the moment for the first personal point distribution of the month arrived.

Many students in Class 1-D checked their terminals repeatedly, but the expected digital flicker never appeared on their screens, and whispers began to spread through the class like a plague.

"Hey... did your points arrive?"

"No... what about yours?"

"I didn't get any either..."

"That's strange... it's already this late..."

During the break, this unease fermented rapidly, and the students of Class 1-D soon learned from friends in other classes a piece of news that made them feel even more panicked: Class A, Class B, and Class C had all received their points on time!

However, the amount distributed to each class seemed to differ; rumors suggested that Class A and Class B had received nearly 100,000, while Class C seemed to have received slightly less, but the only certainty was that they, Class 1-D, had not seen a single point added to their accounts!

Panic, like a cold tide, gradually submerged the hearts of most students in Class 1-D.

Before the bell even rang for the final homeroom session, the classroom of Class 1-D had already exploded; the noise, the questioning, and the complaints intertwined, nearly blowing the roof off.

"What the hell is this?!"

"Why are we the only ones without points?!"

Yamauchi Haruki was the first to jump up, slamming his desk with force, his face full of irritation and impatience.

"Is the school system broken?! Or did they just forget about Class 1-D?!"

Ike Kanji chimed in from the side, his voice shrill.

"Exactly! How come every other class got them! Why not us?! This is so unfair!"

Sudo Ken crossed his arms, his brows knitted into a knot; although he wasn't shouting like Yamauchi and the others, his tone was equally filled with displeasure.

"Tch, what a pain..."

"Without points, how are we supposed to get through this month?"

The girls' side was equally unsettled.

Karuizawa Kei, Sato Maya, and Shinohara Satsuki gathered together, their faces etched with unease and dissatisfaction.

"How could this happen..."

"I had my eye on a new dress, too..."

Sato Maya pouted, her disappointment plain to see.

Shinohara Satsuki frowned as well.

"Exactly, without points, we can't even go to the cafeteria for a meal..."

Although Karuizawa Kei appeared relatively calm on the surface, a hint of anxiety flickered in her eyes; she was accustomed to a certain standard of living, and the sudden disappearance of points had disrupted her plans.

"What on earth is the school doing..."

Hasebe Haruka rested her chin on one hand while twirling a pen with the other.

Her blue ponytail swayed gently with her movements; she didn't complain much, merely murmuring thoughtfully.

"It seems this school... isn't as simple as it looks on the surface... That we are the only ones without them... the disparity is just too obvious..."

Wang Meiyu sat timidly in her seat, her small hands nervously twisting the hem of her skirt; she watched the chaotic scene around her, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Yukimura Teruhiko adjusted his glasses, his expression serious, seemingly trying to analyze the reason through logic, but lacking key information, he could only furrow his brows.

Hirata Yosuke and Kushida Kikyo, acting as the class coordinators, were currently trying their best to maintain order.

"Everyone, please quiet down!"

Hirata Yosuke raised his voice appropriately, attempting to suppress the noisy waves of sound.

"We don't know the specific situation yet, but when Teacher Chabashira arrives, she will surely give us an explanation!"

Kushida Kikyo also wore that signature, sweet smile intended to soothe people, chiming in.

"That's right, that's right... everyone, please don't be anxious... wild guesses won't solve the problem, let's trust Teacher Chabashira!"

However, their reassurances appeared somewhat pale and powerless in the face of the massive collective anxiety.

Horikita Suzune sat in her seat, her cold gaze passing over the noisy crowd and landing on the back of the black-haired boy in front who remained calm throughout.

There was not a shred of surprise in her heart, only a cold confirmation of "as expected."

Zero...

Akiyama Shin had already predicted it.

Looking at this group of classmates still immersed in complaints and confusion, she felt a profound sense of helplessness.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji remained like a quiet backdrop, sitting in the corner, though his inner thoughts were far from calm.

Half a month after enrollment, relying on his extraordinary powers of observation, he had keenly sensed that some form of competitive relationship existed within this school, and it was primarily manifested between the classes.

The distribution of private points might also be linked to the overall evaluation of the class, yet he still hadn't expected the performance of Class D to be so poor that their class points had dropped directly to zero...

This was simply too absurd.

He watched the chaotic scene before him, silently recording everyone's reactions in his mind.

Just as the commotion inside the classroom was about to reach its peak, the classroom door was pushed open with a click.

Chabashira Sae walked in with steady steps, still wearing that well-tailored black professional suit and her signature high heels.

There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were as cold and stern as ever. She had just stepped onto the podium and hadn't even had a chance to speak before the students, who could no longer contain themselves, began clamoring all at once as if they had found an outlet for their frustrations.

"Teacher Chabashira! Why didn't we receive any points this month?!"

"The other classes all got theirs!"

"Did you make a mistake?!"

"The school can't do this!"

Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike were shouting the loudest, almost rushing to the front of the podium.

Chabashira Sae's icy gaze swept across the room, finally lingering for a moment on Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike, and she had just raised her hand to signal for silence.

A voice carrying a clear sense of condescension and mockery rang out sharply above the noisy classroom.

"Oh~"

"The way you all look right now is truly ugly~"

In an instant.

All sound seemed to have been hit with a pause button.

The eyes of the entire class turned in unison toward the source of the voice: the blonde boy standing out like a crane in a flock of chickens in the center of the room, Rokusuke Koenji.

He continued to fiddle with a small, exquisite mirror as if no one else were around, admiring his own perfect reflection, his narrow eyes not even lifting once.

It was as if the words that had just caused the entire room to fall silent had not come from him at all.

In the dead silence, he continued in his unique tone, adding slowly.

"It seems that, aside from Akiyama-boy and myself, is there not a single person in this class who is even slightly intelligent? This is truly regrettable~"

Upon hearing this, Shin Akiyama's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and several black lines seemed to hang down from his forehead.

This guy... he's at it again!

Why does he have to drag me onto his sinking ship every single time?!

Isn't this bastard intentionally trying to make me a target for everyone's resentment?

He could feel many gazes landing on him instantly, filled with suspicion, inquiry, and even a bit of dissatisfaction at being implicated, but Shin Akiyama maintained a calm exterior, offering no defense, merely silently marking down a heavy grudge against that bastard Koenji in his heart.

Chabashira Sae looked at Koenji, then glanced at the expressionless Shin Akiyama, the corner of her mouth curling into an almost imperceptible, faint arc. She did not comment on Koenji's remark, but instead took the opportunity to take control of the conversation.

"Quiet."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable penetrating power. The classroom fell completely silent, and all the students looked at her with eager eyes, waiting for an answer.

"I know you have many questions."

Chabashira Sae scanned the room and spoke slowly.

"I will answer them one by one."

She first addressed the core issue.

"The first question."

"Why were no points distributed to Class D this month?"

She paused, looking at the anxious faces below, a smile that was almost cruel appearing on her face.

"The answer is simple: the points for this month were actually distributed long ago."

"There is no such thing as the school delaying the distribution or accidentally omitting Class D."

"It is because we, Class D, spent them in advance."

"Spent in advance?!"

Teruhiko Yukimura was the first who couldn't help himself; he raised his hand with a swoosh, his face filled with confusion and disapproval.

"Teacher Chabashira, I don't understand!"

"I didn't spend any points in advance! I believe many of the students here didn't either! Please, Teacher, give us a clear explanation!"

His statement represented the thoughts of many of the rule-abiding students. Chabashira Sae was not surprised by Yukimura's questioning; she nodded and continued.

"That's right, none of you received an advance."

"However, the class did."

Her gaze swept over Akiyama Shin in the back row once more, carrying a hint of imperceptible suggestion.

Akiyama Shin sighed inwardly; he knew that someone had to stand up at this moment to pierce through this layer of window paper. Although he felt the timing wasn't quite ripe, the situation had been forced to this point, and he slowly rose from his seat.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the class focused on him like spotlights. Meeting those gazes filled with confusion, expectation, and dissatisfaction, Akiyama Shin spoke in a calm tone, his voice clearly echoing throughout the quiet classroom.

"Because this is a school that prioritizes ability."

A single sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

Many students wore expressions of bewilderment.

"Ability... priority?"

"What does that mean?"

Akiyama Shin didn't play coy and explained directly.

"In the first month, all classes were uniformly issued 100,000 private points; that was the starting capital."

"It was a gift bestowed by the school."

"However, this gift was not unconditional. What we were required to pay in return was our duty as students: to follow the rules and study diligently."

"It is precisely because our Class D failed to follow the rules last month, with too many people repeatedly violating school regulations and acting too loosely, that our class evaluation was so low, ultimately resulting in our class points being wiped out this month, and consequently, your personal points as well."

"Violating school regulations?! Failing to follow the rules?!"

Yamauchi Haruki was the first to jump up and retort upon hearing this, pointing at Akiyama Shin with a flushed face and a thick neck.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"

"What school regulations did we violate? What rules did we fail to follow?! Tell us clearly!"

Chabashira Sae let out a cold laugh at the opportune moment, then took over the conversation, her voice icy as she reeled off a string of numbers.

"Last month, Class D had a total of 98 instances of tardiness, leaving early, or absenteeism! There were 391 instances of disciplinary violations such as whispering, using mobile phones, or reading unrelated books during class!"

"These have all been clearly recorded by the school!"

"The cumulative effect of your individual lax behavior is the direct reason why Class D's points have hit zero this month! Now, do you understand?"

This series of specific and shocking numbers struck the hearts of every Class D student like a cold iron hammer.

98 absences... 391 classroom violations...

Many students who hadn't cared before now turned pale. Only now did they begin to realize that those small actions they once thought were no big deal had converged into such a terrifying consequence.

The classroom was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The previous anger, complaints, and confusion had now transformed into shock, shame, and a hint of panic.

Just then.

Chabashira Sae turned to operate the equipment on the podium, turning on the electronic whiteboard at the front of the classroom.

The whiteboard clearly displayed the names of the four classes and the corresponding numbers behind them.

[Class A: 1100 (Formerly Class B)]

[Class B: 940 (Formerly Class A)]

[Class C: 490]

[Class D: 0]

"Wha--!!!"

Even though they had been mentally prepared, when that glaring zero was presented so vividly before their eyes, contrasted against the vibrant numbers of the other classes.

An irrepressible uproar and desperate wails erupted within the Class D classroom.

"Zero... it really is zero..."

"Class A... 1100 points? How did they do that?!"

"Class B has 940 points too!!"

"Even Class C has 490 points!!"

"Only we are at zero... only us..."

Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji opened their mouths wide, as if their souls had been sucked out, slumping into their chairs, unable to speak.

Sudo Ken slammed his fist onto the desk, producing a dull thud, his face full of unwillingness and anger, yet he didn't know whom to vent it on.

Karuizawa Kei and her small group looked at each other, seeing disbelief and panic in each other's eyes.

Hasebe Haruka stopped spinning her pen, looking at the numbers on the whiteboard with deep, thoughtful eyes.

Hirata Yosuke's face was grave, and the smile on Kushida Kikyo's face had vanished entirely, replaced only by worry.

Horikita Suzune closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Reality had arrived in the most cruel way possible.

Time, like sand slipping through fingers, had quietly drifted away amidst the seemingly mundane daily life.

The lazy weekend spent with Kushida Kikyo felt as if it were only yesterday, yet in the blink of an eye, half a month had gracefully slipped by.

The calendar had quietly turned to May 1st.

The atmosphere within the school was vastly different from this time last month.

Gone was the pervasive, festival-like excitement and anticipation; in its place was a vague restlessness and unease, a sentiment particularly pronounced in Class 1-D.

The morning classes passed in an inexplicable low pressure, and as time ticked by, the moment for the first monthly distribution of private points arrived.

Many students in Class 1-D checked their terminals repeatedly, but the screen never showed the anticipated jump in numbers. Whispers began to spread through the class like a plague.

"Hey... did your points arrive?"

"No... what about yours?"

"I didn't get any either..."

"That's strange... it's already this late..."

During the break, this unease fermented rapidly, and the students of Class 1-D soon learned from friends in other classes news that made them feel even more panicked: Class A, Class B, and Class C had all received their points on time!

However, the amount distributed to each class seemed to differ; rumors suggested that Class A and Class B had received nearly one hundred thousand, while Class C seemed to have received slightly less. But the only certainty was that they, Class 1-D, had not seen a single point added to their accounts!

Panic, like a cold tide, gradually drowned the hearts of most students in Class 1-D.

Before the final homeroom bell even rang, the classroom of Class 1-D had already exploded. The noise, questioning, and complaining were so intertwined they threatened to blow the roof off.

"What is this?!"

"Why are we the only ones without points?!"

Yamauchi Haruki was the first to jump up, slamming his desk with force, his face full of irritation and impatience.

"Did the school system glitch?! Or did they just forget about Class 1-D?!"

Ike Kanji chimed in from the side, his voice shrill.

"Exactly! How come every other class got them! Why not us?! This is way too unfair!"

Sudo Ken crossed his arms, his brow furrowed into a knot. Although he wasn't shouting like Yamauchi and the others, his tone was equally filled with displeasure.

"Tch, what a pain..."

"Without points, how are we supposed to get through the month?"

The girls were no less unsettled.

Karuizawa Kei, Sato Maya, and Shinohara Satsuki gathered together, their faces etched with unease and dissatisfaction.

"How could this happen..."

"I had my eye on a new dress, too..."

Sato Maya pouted, her disappointment plain to see.

Shinohara Satsuki frowned as well.

"Exactly. Without points, we can't even go to the cafeteria for a meal..."

Although Karuizawa Kei appeared relatively calm on the surface, a hint of anxiety flickered in her eyes. She was accustomed to a certain standard of living, and the sudden disappearance of points had disrupted her plans.

"What on earth is the school doing..."

Hasebe Haruka rested her chin on one hand, spinning a pen with the other.

Her blue ponytail swayed gently with her movements. She didn't complain much, merely murmuring thoughtfully.

"It seems this school... isn't as simple as it looks on the surface. We're the only ones without them... the disparity is just too obvious..."

Wang Meiyu sat timidly in her seat, her small hands nervously twisting the hem of her skirt. She watched the chaotic scene around her, not daring to let out a full breath.

Yukimura Teruhiko pushed up his glasses, his expression serious. He seemed to be trying to analyze the cause logically, but lacking key information, he could only knit his brows.

Hirata Yosuke and Kushida Kikyo, acting as the class coordinators, were trying their best to maintain order.

"Everyone, please quiet down!"

Hirata Yosuke raised his voice appropriately, attempting to suppress the noisy waves of sound.

"We don't know the specifics yet, but when Teacher Chabashira arrives, she will surely give us an explanation!"

Kushida Kikyo also wore her signature, sweet smile intended to soothe, echoing his words.

"That's right, that's right... everyone, please don't panic... wild guesses won't solve the problem. Let's trust Teacher Chabashira!"

However, their reassurances appeared pale and powerless in the face of such massive collective anxiety.

Horikita Suzune sat in her seat, her cold gaze passing over the noisy crowd and landing on the back of the black-haired boy sitting in front, who remained perpetually calm.

There was not a shred of surprise in her heart, only a cold confirmation of as I expected.

Zero...

Akiyama Shin had predicted this long ago.

Watching the classmates before her, still immersed in complaints and confusion, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji remained like a quiet backdrop, sitting in the corner, though his inner thoughts were far from calm.

Half a month after enrollment, relying on his extraordinary powers of observation, he had keenly sensed that some form of competitive relationship existed within this school, one primarily manifested between classes.

While the distribution of private points might be linked to the overall evaluation of a class, he still hadn't expected Class D's performance to be so poor that their class points would drop to zero...

This was simply too absurd.

He watched the chaotic scene before him, silently recording everyone's reactions in his mind.

Just as the commotion inside the classroom was about to reach its peak, the door was pushed open with a click.

Chabashira Sae was still wearing that well-tailored black professional suit, stepping in with a steady gait in her signature high heels.

There was no expression on her face, and her gaze was as cold and stern as ever. She had just stepped onto the podium and hadn't even had a chance to speak before the students, who could no longer contain themselves, began clamoring all at once as if they had found an outlet for their frustration.

"Teacher Chabashira! Why didn't we receive any points this month?!"

"The other classes all got theirs!"

"Is there some kind of mistake?!"

"The school can't do this!"

Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike were shouting the loudest, nearly rushing to the front of the podium.

Chabashira Sae's icy gaze swept across the room, lingering for a moment on Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike, and she had just raised her hand to signal for silence.

A voice, dripping with clear condescension and mockery, rang out distinctly above the noisy classroom.

"Oh~"

"The sight of you all right now is truly ugly~"

In an instant.

All sound was as if hit by a pause button.

The eyes of the entire class turned in unison toward the source of the voice: the golden-haired boy in the center of the classroom who stood out like a crane in a flock of chickens, Rokusuke Koenji.

He continued to play with a small, exquisite mirror as if no one else were around, admiring his own perfect reflection, his narrow eyes not even lifting once.

It was as if the words that had just plunged the room into silence hadn't come from him at all.

In the dead silence, he continued in his unique tone, adding slowly.

"It seems that, aside from Akiyama-boy and myself, isn't there a single person in this class with even a shred of intelligence? This is truly regrettable~"

Upon hearing this, the corner of Akiyama Shin's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and several black lines seemed to hang down from her forehead.

This guy... he's at it again!

Why does he have to drag me onto his sinking ship every single time?!

Isn't this just intentionally making me a target for everyone's hostility?

She could feel numerous gazes landing on her instantly, filled with suspicion, inquiry, and even a hint of resentment for being implicated, but Akiyama Shin maintained a calm exterior, offering no defense, merely silently marking a heavy debt against that bastard Koenji in her heart.

Chabashira Sae looked at Koenji, then glanced at the expressionless Akiyama Shin, the corner of her mouth curling into an almost imperceptible, faint arc. She did not comment on Koenji's remark, instead taking the lead in the conversation.

"Quiet."

Her voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable, piercing authority. The classroom fell completely silent, and all the students stared at her eagerly, waiting for an answer.

"I know you have many questions."

Chabashira Sae scanned the room and spoke slowly.

"I will answer them one by one."

She first addressed the core issue.

"The first question."

"Why were no points distributed to Class D this month?"

She paused, looking at the anxious faces below, a smile that was almost cruel appearing on her face.

"The answer is simple: the points for this month were actually distributed long ago."

"There is no such thing as the school delaying the distribution or accidentally omitting Class D."

"It is because we, Class D, spent them in advance."

"Spent in advance?!"

Teruhiko Yukimura was the first who couldn't hold back; he raised his hand with a swoosh, his face full of confusion and disbelief.

"Teacher Chabashira, I don't understand!"

"I didn't advance any points in advance! I believe many of the students here didn't either! Please, Teacher, give us a clear explanation!"

His statement represented the thoughts of many of the rule-abiding students. Chabashira Sae was not surprised by Yukimura's questioning; she nodded and continued.

"That's correct. You did not advance any points personally."

"However, the class did."

Her gaze swept over Akiyama Shin in the back row once more, carrying a hint of imperceptible suggestion.

Akiyama Shin sighed inwardly. He knew that at this moment, someone had to stand up and pierce through this layer of paper. Although he felt the timing wasn't quite ripe yet, the situation had been forced to this point. He slowly rose from his seat.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the class focused on him like spotlights. Akiyama Shin met those gazes—filled with confusion, expectation, and dissatisfaction—and spoke in a calm tone, his voice clearly echoing throughout the quiet classroom.

"Because this is a school that prioritizes merit."

The single sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

Many students wore expressions of bewilderment.

"Merit... priority?"

"What does that mean?"

Akiyama Shin didn't play games and explained directly.

"In the first month, all classes were issued 100,000 private points. That was the starting capital."

"It was a gift from the school."

"But this gift was not unconditional. What we needed to pay in return was our duty as students: observing discipline and studying diligently."

"It is precisely because our Class D failed to observe discipline last month, with too many people repeatedly violating school rules and acting too loosely, that our class evaluation was too low. This ultimately led to our class points being wiped out this month, and consequently, our private points becoming zero."

"Violating school rules?! Failing to observe discipline?!"

Yamauchi Haruki was the first to jump up and retort upon hearing this, pointing at Akiyama Shin with a flushed face.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"

"What school rules did we violate? What discipline did we fail to observe?! Tell us clearly!"

Chabashira Sae let out a cold laugh at the opportune moment, then took over the conversation, reciting a string of numbers in a frigid voice.

"Last month, Class D had a total of 98 instances of tardiness, leaving early, or absenteeism! There were 391 instances of disciplinary infractions such as whispering in class, playing with phones, or reading unrelated books!"

"These are all clearly recorded by the school!"

"The cumulative effect of your individual lax behavior is the direct reason why Class D's points are zero this month! Do you understand now?"

This series of specific and shocking numbers struck the hearts of every Class D student like a cold iron hammer.

98 absences... 391 classroom infractions...

Many students who had previously thought nothing of it now turned pale. Only now did they realize that the small actions they once thought were no big deal had converged into such a terrifying consequence.

The classroom was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The previous anger, complaints, and confusion had now transformed into shock, shame, and a hint of panic.

Just then.

Chabashira Sae turned to operate the equipment on the podium, turning on the electronic whiteboard at the front of the classroom.

The whiteboard clearly displayed the names of the four classes and their corresponding numbers.

[Class A: 1100 (Formerly Class B)]

[Class B: 940 (Formerly Class A)]

[Class C: 490]

[Class D: 0]

"Whoa—!!!"

Even though they had been mentally prepared, when that glaring zero was presented so vividly before their eyes, contrasted against the vibrant numbers of the other classes.

An uncontrollable uproar and wails of despair erupted within the Class D classroom.

"Zero... it really is zero..."

"Class A... 1100 points? How did they do it?!"

"Class B has 940 points too!!"

"Even Class C has 490 points!!"

"Only we are at zero... only us..."

Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji gaped, as if their souls had been sucked out, slumping into their chairs, unable to speak.

Sudo Ken slammed his fist onto the desk with a dull thud, his face twisted with frustration and rage, though he had no idea who to vent it on.

Karuizawa Kei and her small group exchanged glances, seeing nothing but disbelief and panic in each other's eyes.

Hasebe Haruka stopped spinning her pen and stared at the numbers on the whiteboard, her gaze profound.

Hirata Yosuke's expression was grave, and the smile on Kushida Kikyo's face had vanished completely, leaving only worry behind.

Horikita Suzune closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Reality had arrived in the most cruel way possible.