In Classroom of the Elite, My Future Daughter Provides Assists

Looking at it this way, it really wasn't her doing.

And Katsuragi couldn't possibly have come up with an option where Kamuro hadn't done such a thing, yet he still goaded her into taking credit for it.

So, he could only let out a soft sigh.

Since the next period was math, he decided to take his textbook out first.

Meanwhile, over in Class 1-C.

Shirogane Miyuki sat at his desk, a Point Card resting on the surface.

Surrounding students were eyeing it with curiosity. They had learned from Tachibana Akane that Shirogane had received a reward from the school for his meritorious report: an anonymous Point Card.

The card contained 30,000 private points; one only needed to scan a QR code with a mobile phone to transfer the points into their Student ID.

"Beep!"

"Would you like to top up or transfer points?"

The Point Card was quite unique; it seemed capable of not only drawing out pre-stored points but also storing points from a Student ID.

It functioned like a portable storage medium, similar to a USB drive—only instead of storing data, the Point Card, as the name implied, stored private points.

However.

What was curious was how such an item came to exist.

Did this mean it was possible for students to acquire massive amounts of points that were inconvenient to store in their Student ID, necessitating this specific method of storage?

But why would a situation arise where it was inconvenient to deposit points?

Shirogane inexplicably thought of the expensive voice recorder he had seen at the Electronics Store.

"I didn't expect you to be such a goody-two-shoes."

Classmate Ryuen suddenly spoke up at that moment.

Uh.

Only after noticing Ryuen had spoken did Shirogane look over.

Classmate Ryuen's face seemed to wear a hint of mockery, which wasn't entirely incomprehensible. After all, Shirogane had reported a clerk to the school for misconduct, yet Shirogane himself had recorded a video of Ryuen fighting and used it to blackmail him.

So, how could a student like that be considered a pure, model student?

Classmate Ryuen was the first to object to that notion.

"I believe the students in Class A already know the true nature of this school; they used points to obtain this information from the third-years," Shirogane said. "And their class is different from ours; their overall caliber is higher."

Ryuen's brow furrowed.

Damn it.

So, did that mean he had to finish consolidating the class within these next few days?

Otherwise, even if they knew the true nature of the school in advance, they wouldn't be able to seize the advantage in the first month.

Still, if he could take a trash class like his and defy the school's history, staging a comeback from trash to the strongest, that sounded like a pretty good time.

Ryuen quite enjoyed a challenge.

ps: Sob sob, today's update is here. You know what I'm going to say, right?

Begging for data, begging for blades, begging for monthly tickets, begging for recommendation votes, begging for everything.

Ribbit!

Chapter 025: Sakayanagi Arisu Wants an Assistant!

Perhaps it was because he had informed Classmate Ryuen that Class A had used the power of points to obtain the true nature of the school and the content of this month's behavioral assessment, but Classmate Ryuen had begun to exert himself.

He started frequently picking fights with Albert, the two-meter-tall, dark-skinned student in their class.

Shirogane understood; he was likely trying to defeat Albert in front of the entire class.

Albert was the most robust and seemingly most difficult person in the class to handle. If he used violence, he was hard to fend off.

But what if Albert submitted to Ryuen?

Then, he wouldn't need to beat everyone into submission; he would only need to win one fight to establish his authority.

However, defeating Albert wasn't simple.

Albert was of mixed heritage and could currently only understand Japanese, though he still spoke in English during daily life.

Furthermore, Albert had practiced boxing himself, and the results were obvious.

After agreeing to the fight, Ryuen missed class the next day.

He didn't return until the afternoon of the third day, only to pick another fight with Albert. Albert chose to spar with him again, and Ryuen failed once more.

Logically, after suffering defeat after defeat, Ryuen should have calmed down.

But that was not how things played out.

"Ryuen is truly a pervert."

Soon, such rumors began to spread.

During the lunch break, Ryuen followed Albert to the cafeteria and ambushed him while he was eating.

Immediately after, during physical education class, Ryuen followed Albert to the restroom and actually launched a sneak attack while Albert was using the facilities.

In other words, he was determined to make Albert submit by any means necessary.

And the results were obvious.

When the PE teacher announced that students were free to do as they pleased, Ryuen was already high-spiritedly heading out with Albert in tow.

Unable to endure the constant harassment, Albert chose to submit.

"Is this your PE class too?"

Classmate Shirogane had also gained his freedom, though he was different from the average student.

Shirogane knew his own situation well; while his physical fitness was passable and his running was barely adequate, his physical coordination was lacking. After the general students were dismissed for free time, they would go borrow various equipment to play, such as tennis, volleyball, or table tennis.

Due to his lack of coordination, Classmate Shirogane was actually worse at these things than the average student.

So, after everyone else went off to play, Classmate Shirogane chose to act alone.

Shirogane took an English dictionary the size of half a palm out of his pocket.

That's right.

His chosen method of free time in this situation was to memorize English.

However, just as he was preparing to study quietly, he noticed a girl sitting in the shade of a tree in the corner of the playground.

The girl was quite adorable, with delicate features, elegant eyebrows, beautiful straight silver-white hair, and skin that was somewhat sickly pale, perhaps from a long lack of exercise.

Unlike Class C, the students in her class didn't seem to have started their free time yet.

They were following the teacher's orders, running laps around the playground.

And in such a situation, she was sitting alone in the shade.

There could only be one reason: she was unable to participate due to her physical condition, so she had no choice but to sit there quietly.

"Hmm?"

The young girl who had been sitting quietly alone looked up.

"Oh, if it isn't Classmate Shirogane," she said nonchalantly. "I was waiting for a poor soul with an overflow of sympathy to come by."

That was a strange way to put it.

But she must have meant someone who would sympathize with her appearance and offer to help.

"You know, don't you?" Sakayanagi Arisu continued. "My physical condition prevents me from participating in these sports classes, and even in daily life, while I can basically take care of myself, I really do need a helper."

Need a helper.

That would mean more than just visible assistance.

It could even include private matters like helping with bathing, fetching water, or running errands.

"Aren't there already students gathered around you?" Shirogane asked. "If you chose a female classmate from the same floor—"

"Quality over quantity," Sakayanagi said. "I need someone I deem suitable."

Uh.

In other words, she didn't feel that the students currently following her were worthy of her approval yet.

Her standards were truly high.

"So, do you have a target in mind?" Shirogane asked.

Setting aside the fact that they were in different classes, even if he were in the same class as Sakayanagi, Shirogane certainly couldn't handle private matters for someone of the opposite sex.

Shirogane couldn't perform that kind of work either.

After all, how could he possibly help Classmate Sakayanagi bathe?

"Normally, I might hire someone and pay them points for it," Sakayanagi said.

Oh.

So she was going to throw money at the problem.

"But I don't think she is the type who can be swayed by money alone," Sakayanagi said. "So I decided to change my approach."

"I might even get it for free," Sakayanagi added.

Hmm?

So she really did have a target in mind.

And that phrasing of yours is a bit excessive; what do you mean by "if money doesn't work, I'll just get it for free"?

I had heard the Narrator System describe Sakayanagi as a little devil before.

Looking at it now, this was indeed the behavior of a little devil.

However.

Classmate Sakayanagi wants a little assistant for her daily life.

Under the puzzled gaze of Sakayanagi Arisu, Classmate Shirogane turned his back, seemingly pulling out a notebook he carried with him, and began scribbling something rapidly.

Is he studying even during physical education class?

But Sakayanagi guessed wrong this time; Shirogane was studying just a moment ago, but now he was simply chatting with the Narration System.

"Can Sakayanagi Arisu find a suitable assistant?"

[If you don't seize the opportunity, Shirogane, then yes, she can.]

Hm?

That phrasing is a bit strange. What does it mean if he doesn't seize the opportunity? It implies that he could actually snatch away this life assistant that Sakayanagi is looking to get for free.

"Is it someone I know?" Shirogane continued writing.

[Yes, you have already met her.]

Having met her—that is a rather broad statement. One must consider that it is already the fifth day of school, so even Classmate Shirogane has seen over 30 girls by now.

Though there are very few he has actually interacted with.

Wait.

Shirogane suddenly thought of someone.

"Is it that girl with long purple hair I saw at the Electronics Store earlier? The one wearing two hairpins."

[She has added another new hairpin during this time.]

The Narration System replied to him.

But this statement basically confirmed it: the assistant Sakayanagi wants and the girl Shirogane knows are one and the same. It is that girl who looks aloof and solitary.

Shirogane also noticed that the physical education teacher for Class A had allowed the students to move about freely. Then, amidst the dispersing crowd, he saw a tall girl with long purple hair who seemed to be heading toward the shade of the trees. She might have been deep in thought, but halfway there, she suddenly looked up, and Shirogane noticed her gaze lock onto him.

To his surprise, the girl seemed to freeze in place, then turned around and walked off in the opposite direction.