In Classroom of the Elite, My Future Daughter Provides Assists

"..." Chabashira.

"..."

Thus, for the students of Class D, this night was destined to be filled with chaos.

And for the students of Class C.

"It all comes down to tomorrow." Ryuen could no longer hold back. For the better part of a month, he had been forced to require his students to play the part of well-behaved, good students. For someone like him, who had always been a delinquent, having to act like a model student was nothing short of torture.

And tomorrow, he would finally be able to take his underlings to give that Sudo from Class D a beating.

And so.

The next day.

As all the students arrived in their classrooms for homeroom, under the nervous gazes of everyone, the homeroom teachers of each class revealed the true nature of this school.

As well as the remaining class evaluation points for each class.

There was a massive disparity between them.

Over in Class 1-A.

All the students had arrived before homeroom began. Having known the news in advance, they were well aware that today was the day the teachers of the four classes would announce the reality of the school and the start of the class competition.

It was also the time to test the efforts Class A had put in over the past month.

According to the information they had, the school would deposit living expenses into the students' Student ID cards at 7:00 AM on the 1st of every month, calculated as the class evaluation points multiplied by 100.

In other words, the students of Class A already knew the status of their remaining class evaluation points.

The moment they saw the numbers, it seemed as though every student in Class A let out a sigh of relief.

"Sakayanagi."

As the little princess Sakayanagi arrived at the classroom, Classmate Katsuragi from the opposing faction walked over with Yahiko.

"Although the teacher will announce the true nature of this school today, marking the beginning of the class competition,"

"I still believe that the plan I have upheld is correct," Katsuragi said. "While I won't demand that you join my faction, I hope you can put the class first."

"Hehe—"

Sakayanagi was currently taking her math textbook out of the bag that Kamuro had carried for her.

Hearing this, she didn't even pause in her movements, calmly opening the math textbook. She flipped to page 55. There were no annotations on it, and for her, none were needed; this was content she could master after a single glance.

"Do you truly believe you will win?"

However, Sakayanagi said, "The conservative faction, conservatism, conservatism... one must have the capital to maintain it."

"And you have absolutely no idea how ferocious the lower-ranked classes are."

"The lower-ranked classes?" Katsuragi frowned.

Class C had been involved in various fights at the beginning of the month; they had likely lost 300 points in the first week of school alone, and now that it was the end of the month, it was clear they didn't have many points left.

As for Class D, they seemed completely unaware of the school's true nature, not even making a move to investigate it.

And such a class was worth worrying about?

"A student from Class D said they hadn't received their living expenses today and asked if we had received the ones issued by the school," Yahiko, who was following behind Katsuragi, said while holding his phone.

Yahiko's full name was Totsuka Yahiko. He had light green hair and decent stats in every area; he had even served as the vice president of the student council in middle school. After enrolling, he had been won over by Katsuragi, and now, a month later, he was a bona fide sycophant to Katsuragi, and naturally, his right-hand man.

Now that he had taken out his phone, it was clear he had been asking the students of Class D, and he had successfully retrieved the intelligence.

The students of Class D had not received their living expenses.

Then, either something had gone wrong on the school's end, or... the class evaluation points for Class D had already dropped to zero this month.

Zero points, and with living expenses being 0x100, the result was still zero, so naturally, there was nothing to deposit.

So, Sakayanagi was actually saying they should be wary of such a trash class?

"Sakayanagi, you're overestimating them a bit," Yahiko said.

"Yahiko." Katsuragi raised his hand to signal for Yahiko to shut up; he still respected Sakayanagi.

On one hand, Sakayanagi had indeed brought a miracle to everyone when they first enrolled, and now everyone had guarded that miracle. This was for the public good, and it was Sakayanagi's achievement.

And privately, Sakayanagi's small stature reminded Katsuragi of his own younger sister, whom he relied on.

So, he viewed her through a "little sister" filter.

But Sakayanagi was different from his sister; she gave him a sense of dangerous, high-lethality.

"Hehe—" However, Sakayanagi just smiled without a word.

Because when she received the living expenses issued by the school at 7:00 AM, she had already contacted someone and learned the results they had received.

And now, with less than 10 minutes until homeroom, Katsuragi's pride would likely only last for less than 10 minutes.

Finally, over in Class 1-C.

"We got our living expenses!" The students of Class C were in a fairly good mood as soon as they arrived in the classroom. "Though it's not 100,000 points."

"I feel like I've been shortchanged," a student from Class C said.

"Shut your mouths and sit in your seats," Ryuen Kakeru appeared at the classroom entrance at that moment, followed by Albert, who looked like a bodyguard.

This duo brought an incredibly heavy pressure upon the class, forcing the students to submit to him.

After all, they had spent the last month struggling to maintain the facade of being good, well-behaved students under his lead.

"Ryuen, with an attitude as foul as yours, aren't you afraid of getting points deducted?"

Although Ryuen used oppressive tactics, there was bound to be some resistance; while their bodies were honest, their mouths remained stubborn.

Chapter 046: You Are the Best Students I Have Ever Taught!

Ryuen Class was a gathering of various brawlers, gyaru, and delinquent girls.

And even though Ryuen had implemented a reign of violence last month.

At this age, while their bodies might be soft, their mouths were still tough.

"Idiots, there are no behavioral conduct exams starting from the second month," Ryuen said. "So who would still want to be a good little boy? A model student? Heh."

"In that case—" The boy who had just spoken so defiantly seemed to be deep in thought.

Last month, Ryuen had threatened that if everyone didn't strictly follow the rules, they would have no living expenses the following month.

Did that mean it was now safe to oppose Ryuen? It wouldn't affect the class score, nor would it lead to a reduction in everyone's living expenses.

Because of this, he felt tempted.

After all, after a month of forced oppression, there were surely others who, like him, were dissatisfied with Ryuen. Perhaps he could rally them all.

But Ryuen slapped him across the face without a moment's hesitation, the sound ringing out sharply.

"So, you think you're capable of something now?"

"Albert, string him up," Ryuen ordered.

"Yes, boss!"

The tall, dark-skinned giant behind Ryuen quickly grabbed the boy as if he were a chick.

Now, the surrounding students of Class C began to look at Ryuen Kakeru with fear.

Because this guy, Ryuen, was truly detestable.

If last month everyone was forced to be good students, now that they didn't have to be, Ryuen was even more terrifying.

The students in the class were instantly reduced to silent resentment, daring not to speak.

"Classmate Ryuen is still as scary as ever," Classmate Shiina said, turning around from the front seat.

She noticed Classmate Shirogane looking at his phone.

"Still, it's not bad to have achieved these results this time," she said. Classmate Shiina was in a good mood.

Because.

The results this time were quite good.

On Shirogane's phone screen was a notification of a deposit.

[Your private account has received 73,500 private points. Transfer from XF01100. Balance: 99,999 points.]

The 73,500 points received, according to the exam rules learned from the upperclassmen, were based on the class evaluation score multiplied by 100 to determine monthly living expenses.

The higher the class evaluation score, the more living expenses each student naturally received.

In other words, the remaining class evaluation score for Class C this time was 735 points.

In the history of Class C, this was likely unprecedented.

Furthermore.

Their homeroom teacher, Sakagami, walked in, beaming with joy.

"There are a few minutes left before the homeroom period, so relax for a moment."

"I will tell you the true nature of this school shortly."

Teacher Sakagami was in high spirits, appearing almost unable to contain his delight.

Clearly, they had broken the school's record, and also the record for the Class C he was in charge of.

Everyone sat down obediently.

Teacher Sakagami placed his hands on the podium and began to explain.

It was essentially the information Shirogane and the others had already grasped.

The true nature of this school was that it provided excellent teaching resources, free tuition, and living expenses, but those living expenses were earned through the students' own capabilities.

"In this school, the entire class's performance and evaluation are reflected in each class's evaluation score.

The school gives every class a fair opportunity, so every class starts with 1,000 points, and the living expenses provided to you are based on this class evaluation score.

On the 1st of every month, your accounts will receive private points equal to the class evaluation score multiplied by 100, which will then accumulate. The same applies to the following month, but there will be a special exam each month related to this value, which may involve point deductions, additions, or even expulsion."

"Furthermore, the benefits advertised by the school have been altered; only students who graduate from Class A will receive the substantial resources provided by the school."

Although they had already received this news from Classmate Ryuen, the students in the class were still somewhat shocked.

Because when they had just enrolled, they thought they had latched onto a powerful backer, but now they were being told that only Class A could obtain the rewards promised by the school.

"Shut up."

And this was where Classmate Ryuen came in handy. "Even if only graduating from Class A grants these rewards, can't we just graduate as Class A?"

Can't we just do that?

But the students in the class still didn't seem able to set their minds at ease.

Because it wasn't that simple.

And Classmate Shirogane knew that he had to say something at this moment.

Class C was held together by Classmate Ryuen's violent rule, but the majority of the students did not approve of him; they dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Moreover, only by graduating from Class A in their third year could they obtain the school's rewards. Therefore, the process of class competition was long, and if Classmate Ryuen did not change this situation, sooner or later, someone would rise up to oppose him.

Individual opposition to Classmate Ryuen was a minor matter, but becoming a traitor to the class was a major one.

So, at a time like this, it would be beneficial to have someone play the "good cop" to win over the hearts of the people.

Just like that.

"Regarding this point, I believe there is another way to interpret it," Classmate Shirogane said.

The surrounding students looked over.

Over the past month, Classmate Ryuen had been very strict in his control over everyone, relying on violent oppression to force them into submission.

However, there were two people who were not part of this dynamic.

One was Classmate Shirogane, and the other was Classmate Shiina.

Classmate Shiina was the class beauty; well, there was nothing to say about her not being bullied, but as for Classmate Shirogane, it was abnormal that Classmate Ryuen could tolerate him, given that he clearly didn't lack presence himself.