Student Council

The entrance ceremony was not an activity that students enjoyed; or rather, most of the school's activities were not well-received by the students.

The leaders on the stage were spouting clichés, which was incredibly dull, but because of Sawahara's previous warning, the students of Class C tried their best to sit up straight, putting on an appearance of listening attentively.

People in the neighboring Class D were whispering to each other from time to time, while Class B's performance was much better; although it was unclear if they actually liked it, they at least looked energetic.

As for Class C itself... after the information leaked from the previous conversation between Sawahara and Sakagami, they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. They spent the entire speech by the school leaders scrutinizing them with malicious speculation, to the point where the leader above subconsciously touched his forehead, wondering if he had revealed some sign of middle-aged stress.

Sawahara observed his surroundings, silently recording information in his heart. Just by looking at the performance of Class B and Class D, most of his previous guesses had been confirmed.

However, the current information was still a bit scarce; relying only on this, he couldn't decide how to act next.

After the boring entrance ceremony ended, the students of Class C did not leave immediately, but instead looked at Sawahara, wanting to get some advice from him, such as what they should and should not do.

It seemed that his efforts in the classroom earlier had not been in vain; at the very least, his initial authority had been established. Sawahara narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't spend your points recklessly. If you find anything strange in the school, write it down, or if an upperclassman provokes you, note down their name and class," Sawahara instructed. Hearing him say this, many people in the class breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the gymnasium, Sawahara first went to the convenience store to buy some toiletries. After all, the school only allowed people to be brought in and did not allow luggage to be brought, which might be the reason why there were so many points in the first month.

There were quite a lot of people in the convenience store. After all, it was the first day of school, and the freshmen had suddenly received a large sum of points, so they were bound to come and spend them.

The prices in the store were not expensive, only a tiny bit higher than the market price, but considering the special nature of this school, it was not strange.

Originally, Sawahara had suspected that the school would collude with merchants to set the prices of goods extremely high to quickly recover points from students and then extract a portion of the government-allocated funds from the middle. Now it seemed that the school was not that malicious to that extent, and even thoughtfully prepared free items...

"In other words, it is very likely that points will slide to zero in the subsequent assessments." Sawahara realized that the upcoming competition would likely be quite fierce.

After picking out a few toiletries he was used to using, Sawahara planned to return to the dormitory. Just as he was checking out, he heard a commotion not far outside the convenience store.

"Hey, are you first-years? This is our class's territory."

"What do you want? I was here first, you guys better get lost!"

"The new first-years are quite arrogant."

Sawahara looked over with some curiosity, but unfortunately, his view was blocked by the crowded people and shelves. However, because one of the troublemakers was quite tall, Sawahara did see a red head.

He didn't hear clearly what they were arguing about later, only remembering a few words: Class D, defective products.

"Interesting, truly interesting. So the way of dividing classes is indeed based on ability?" Sawahara roughly understood. Honor students, well-behaved kids, troublemakers, defective products—the four classes were probably divided in this way.

"So, in that case, the rewards are left for the 'honor students'."

Because he had confirmed new information, Sawahara was in a pretty good mood. He hummed a tune as he returned to his room to put away the things he had bought and tidied up.

"This is truly luxurious."

Sawahara looked at his room and was amazed by the school's generosity.

The dormitories at Advanced Nurturing High School were all single rooms, not only with ample space but also equipped with a kitchen and bathroom. These conditions were excessively good for high school students.

"Why must the school set the dormitories as single rooms? Do they have no intention of saving on operating costs? Is the taxpayers' money being used by you on things like this? Or is there some inside story?"

Sawahara was a bit suspicious. Could it be that because many people lived in one dormitory in the past, something happened, so it became the current single-room setup?

Although he was a bit suspicious, Sawahara didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, without enough information, nothing could be verified.

After tidying up the dormitory a little, Sawahara went out again. This time, his destination was the student council.

The location of the student council was introduced in the previous manual; it was located on the third floor of the school's activity building. Most of the school's clubs were also managed here, of course, with the exception of some sports clubs, as some sports could not be completed indoors.

"Please come in."

Following a steady male voice from the student council, Sawahara pushed open the door.

There were only a man and a woman in the student council now. The boy was wearing glasses and sitting at his desk, dealing with documents seriously and earnestly. The purple-haired girl with a bun next to him was helping out, looking like the boy's little secretary.

"Does the student council president of this school even have a secretary? There should be a limit to luxury." Sawahara made a joke, taking the opportunity to test the other party's reaction.

"Tachibana is the secretary of the student council, not my secretary." The boy stopped his work, pushed up his glasses, and looked at Sawahara. "Do you have any business at the student council?"

"Senior Tachibana looks like she would prefer to be a secretary," Sawahara said, looking at the senior who was blushing. Her feelings for the student council president were obvious. He secretly noted this information in his heart; perhaps there would be an opportunity to use it.

"I would like to ask, which way should I go for the school's disciplinary committee?" Sawahara said, asking the question he had already prepared.

"Eh, our school doesn't have a disciplinary committee?" Tachibana, who didn't feel bad about this student who treated her as a little secretary, answered subconsciously.

"Is that so? This school doesn't have a disciplinary committee." Sawahara chewed on this information. In many schools, there would be disciplinary committee members, which in a sense was also a check-and-balance strategy for the student council.

In this way, the power held by the student council in this school was not small.

"I see." The student council president had already understood Sawahara's intention: to scout for information from the student council while simultaneously testing them.

To be able to do this on the first day of school... among this year's freshmen, there really were some unexpected talents.

"Third-year Class A, Manabu Horikita. This student, how much do you already understand about the rules of this school?"