Wait a Moment, Sakamoto!

The homeroom teacher's announcement had barely ended when the classroom instantly buzzed back to life.

"One hundred thousand!? Is that for real?"

"That means we can live the perfect campus life every month..."

Even converted at the current exchange rate, one hundred thousand yen came to about 4,700 yuan—roughly forty-seven Chairman Mao bills.

That many Chairman Mao bills in a college student's hands would be more than enough to live comfortably.

In the corner, Sakamoto shook his head slightly. There was no need to stay any longer. He stood up, intending to leave the noisy classroom.

At the front desk, the excited Hashimoto noticed the boy behind him moving, stopped his conversation with nearby classmates, and watched Sakamoto, pondering his next move.

Suddenly, he caught a strange smile on the other's lips—one he couldn't understand at all—and then Sakamoto sat back down.

Hashimoto: ???

But from his classmates' perspective, Sakamoto, who had just made that odd move, was inwardly delighted.

[Key plot node about to trigger. Please make the following choice.]

[Choice One: Mind your own business, stay aloof—ignore Class A's "little darlings" entirely and let them fumble on their own for the next month. Due to your inaction, the plot barely changes. Congratulations on earning the achievement title [Professional Diver]. Slack off to your heart's content! You'll live here as an ordinary rich guy.]

[Choice Two: As a powerful male creature, you must assert your dominance—immediately rush over, scoop up Sakayanagi Arisu, and loudly declare: "This woman is mine. Anyone who dares touch her—!" You'll reap the shock of the entire class.]

[Choice Three: O being destined to change the world's fate! Begin your performance—point out the verbal trap in the teacher's explanation of the school's point distribution. It must be a perfect, handsome, and flawless display!!!! Success will initially unlock the system functions.]

As expected, for a transmigrator, the system was only late, never absent.

Sakamoto couldn't help but feel pleased at this.

Then he noticed the key phrase the system had issued—"Key plot node about to trigger."

Sure enough, with the knowledge of the one hundred thousand points to spend—a dreamlike world for high schoolers—the next moment, an outgoing boy whose name he couldn't recall proposed that the whole class introduce themselves, a nice start to their pleasant campus life.

Caught up in the cheerful atmosphere, one classmate after another volunteered to speak.

"Hello everyone, my name is Sichuan Ryo. I'm looking forward to..."

"U-um... hello, I'm Yamamura Miki..."

"My name is Rinaka Satoshi. I'm good at sports..."

The speaker was a very handsome boy (no specific description in the original, just plain handsome), who quickly drew the gazes and whispers of most of the girls.

Next came a particularly noticeable bald boy.

"Everyone, my name is Katsuragi Kohei. As a fellow student in Class A, I hope to get along with all of you. Pleased to meet you."

"Eh—bald, huh? Th-that's a... unique hairstyle."

"He looks pretty serious, but that bald head... you just can't ignore it..."

As Katsuragi Kohei's self-introduction ended, the lively atmosphere in the class rose another notch. Most of the remaining Class A students who hadn't introduced themselves were raring to go, eager to leave a good impression on their classmates.

Soon, the students in the front rows had all introduced themselves.

As for Sakayanagi, that noble young lady, she had already given a flawless self-introduction the moment she entered the class. Now she sat gracefully in the front row, offering a faint smile to her classmates, her attention barely on them.

After all, to this young lady, the entire school was practically her family's enterprise. The students in her eyes were nothing more than various toys.

"... "

"Pleased to meet you."

Hashimoto, sitting in the second-to-last row, finished his introduction and then looked toward Sakamoto at the very back, waiting for him to speak.

Sakamoto stood up directly, a faint smile on his face as he faced the class:

"Hello, everyone. Class A students."

With interest, Sakamoto took off the hat on his head, placed it over his chest, and performed an elegant noble's bow.

"This Humble One is Sakamoto Shunichi."

With just a simple greeting, Sakamoto drew the entire class's gaze to himself. Even Sakayanagi, who had been sitting serenely, secretly shifted her attention to the elegant figure in the corner of the room—his smile seemed capable of melting a girl's youthful heart.

"As a fellow Class A student, since I've met all of you, it's a matter of fate. So I'd like to mention something not so pleasant."

Hearing what sounded like something serious, some of the Class A students finally tore their eyes away from his captivating appearance.

"Everyone finds the school's distribution of one hundred thousand personal points incredible, right?"

At the mention of one hundred thousand points, Hashimoto, Katsuragi, and others seemed to catch on. The young lady Sakayanagi at the very front wore an expression that said she'd found something "interesting."

"Thinking about how to spend them this month, maybe rushing off to some entertainment venues to use them, or splurging on a bracelet or a game—those are certainly pleasant decisions."

"But unfortunately, the point transfer isn't as ideal as you imagine."

"Sakamoto...-kun, what do you... mean?" asked Yamamura from the neighboring seat, puzzled.

"Simple." Sakamoto gently met Yamamura's gaze, and her pretty face instantly flushed crimson.

"Points can change. Teacher Tomoya Mashima said the school transfers points to the student system on the first of every month, but he never said it would always be one hundred thousand yen. Maybe next time, the amount transferred will be zero. This school—just the first-year class alone has about one hundred sixty students. That means the school has to pay out a fixed sixteen million yen every month. Rough estimate, this school has about four hundred eighty students, which comes to around five hundred million yen a year. For a public school, that's an enormous burden."

How would this problem be resolved? The school can't—and has no need to—spend a large amount of funds to keep students who can't keep up. So elimination is inevitable."

"Elimination!"

Hashimoto, sitting in the front row, also gasped. In an instant, an emotion called panic spread through the classroom.

Yamamura's pretty face turned from red to white.

Katsuragi kept a stern expression, but Sakayanagi, also in an observation position at the front, showed a satisfied look. It wasn't pleasure from the deliberately created panic, but approval of an attitude that likewise didn't care about peers. This guy hasn't changed at all.

The instigator of the panic, however, was very pleased with this scene.

[Choice Three completed. Submitting... Completion: 100%. System activated.]

Sakamoto didn't confirm or deny it. Although he needed to point out the points trap the homeroom teacher couldn't mention, there was no absolute requirement for how or in what way to do it.

And as the performer himself, his actions were absolutely in character. In other words, it didn't matter how he did it.

In that case, he'd give the completely unsuspecting Class A students a little reminder. No need to thank the helpful Sakamoto.

A tense atmosphere enveloped everyone in the class. No one could smile under these circumstances.

Some relatively independent students remained half-convinced.

Yes, that's right. When Class A students were at their most relaxed and comfortable, hit them with the pressure of the school system, creating a trap of anxiety.

Watching the uneasy, questioning expressions of his classmates, Sakamoto found it very... very interesting.

Leaving the classroom that was no longer filled with laughter, Sakamoto walked slowly down the school corridor. From behind, "Wait, Sakamoto!"