Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

Afternoon.

Walking alone toward the gymnasium, Horikita Suzune told herself more than once to stay calm.

He was just her brother's friend—nothing special.

She had encountered similar situations a few times before, probably out of curiosity about his sister.

After all, her brother was an outstanding person, so it was normal for him to take an interest in his sibling.

Logically, Horikita Suzune shouldn't pay it any mind.

But Advanced Nurturing High School was a closed campus; she had no idea how Horikita Manabu was doing here, and there had been two years of silence between the siblings.

So, Horikita Suzune wanted to know how her brother was faring here and learn more about him.

Perhaps due to this impatience, Horikita Suzune forgot to ask Kushida Kikyo one crucial question.

Who exactly was this Suzuki guy?

And Kushida Kikyo wanted to know that too.

In a corner Horikita Suzune didn't notice, two sneaky shadows trailed her footsteps.

Kushida Kikyo and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

Nothing more to say—they both wanted to know what would happen next.

Especially since Kushida Kikyo had said she wanted to get to know Horikita, she had immediately dragged along the seemingly reluctant Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, and the two had followed.

"Wouldn't this be betraying Horikita?" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said. "She probably wouldn't allow us to spy and eavesdrop from the sidelines."

"It's fine—I already talked to Suzuki-kun, and he'll help me befriend Horikita." Kushida Kikyo's eyes sparkled.

But if Horikita Suzune finds out we're tailing her, she'll definitely beat me up, not you. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka wisely kept that thought to himself.

"By the way, who is Suzuki-kun?"

"Eh? You don't know him, Ayanokoji-kun?"

"Is it weird not to?"

"Ahaha, that's not what I meant. Actually, he's pretty famous in the girls' circle—everyone says he looks like some celebrity."

Another handsome guy, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka thought.

At that moment, Kushida Kikyo suddenly pulled him into a nearby corner and gestured for him to look ahead.

"See, that guy is Suzuki-kun."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked over and saw a boy standing in front of Horikita Suzune—clear-featured, calm-faced, expressionless, like the aloof male god girls talked about.

He looks hard to approach—probably can't be friends.

As Ayanokoji Kiyotaka thought that, the other finally spoke.

"Do you have the president's contact info?"

It was a strange question, but Horikita Suzune still answered.

"Not at the moment."

The other nodded thoughtfully, then dropped a shocking bombshell.

"Suzune, drop out."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and Kushida Kikyo both froze, let alone the person involved, Horikita Suzune.

"Wait, what do you mean by that?" Horikita Suzune frowned, not even minding his familiar address anymore.

"The literal meaning," Suzuki Toru said calmly. "As the president's sister, you've disappointed your brother too much. Rather than stay here and embarrass yourself, better to drop out early—it's good for you and for the president."

Horikita Suzune stared at the boy in disbelief. How dare he say something like that?

Suzuki Toru gave the girl in front of him a slight once-over. From the outside, there was nothing to nitpick—full and plump where she should be, slender and delicate where she should be slim.

She wore the school uniform, her skirt revealing slim legs, her black knee-high socks hiding her dainty feet inside little leather shoes—no view there.

[Want to lick Horikita Suzune's jade feet raw], [Stack her with Kushida Kikyo], [Force her to make friends], [Want to see Horikita Suzune's face full of reluctance but tears streaming nonstop], [Stroke those thighs], [Grope those tits], [Train Horikita Suzune]...

Even though he'd seen the desires on her before, they were still jaw-dropping now.

But for Suzuki Toru, he just needed to make some choices.

When he uttered the word "drop out," Horikita Suzune's expression slowly shifted from calm to disbelief, unable to hide her inner turmoil anymore.

Especially when he mentioned Horikita Manabu's disappointment in her as a sister—Suzuki Toru noticed her face turn extremely ugly, a flicker of weakness in her eyes.

"Does brother want me to leave here?" Horikita Suzune squeezed a bitter sound from deep in her throat.

Suzuki Toru said calmly, "Let me introduce myself first—I'm Suzuki Toru from Class A, a first-year like you. Yesterday, the president personally invited me to join the student council."

Horikita Suzune looked at him in surprise, unsure of his intentions for a moment.

"Aren't you brother's friend?"

"Of course—why else would I join the student council?" Suzuki Toru played a little trick. "That's exactly why the president and I are disappointed in you, Suzune."

Horikita Suzune pressed her lips together tightly: "I am no longer the person I used to be. I entered this school to catch up to my brother, so there is no way I will drop out."

Suzuki Toru looked at her as if she were an idiot, wearing an expression of helplessness as he sighed: "Do you still not understand the situation? As the Student Council President's sister, you are actually a student in Class D. If people find out about this, you will bring shame upon the President."

"What is wrong with Class D?" Horikita Suzune frowned, "It is just a class. My entrance exam scores were excellent, and I will not fall behind in the future."

"I didn't expect the President's sister to be an idiot. It seems the President's assessment of you was spot on."

"Is the reason you sought me out just to say these things?" Horikita Suzune was unconvinced; the fact that she could follow in Horikita Manabu's footsteps to get here was proof enough of her own excellence.

However, Suzuki Toru only said coldly: "Give it up. In this school, being assigned to Class D means you are trash. Only those in Class A are recognized by the school and everyone else as talented individuals."

Horikita Suzune froze. All students assigned to Class D are trash?

"Seeing that you are completely clueless, I truly feel sorry for the President. The President was a student in Class A from the very beginning. After two years of battles, he still firmly holds his position in Class A and has simultaneously taken over the power of the student council."

"Yet his sister is a student in Class D. When I first heard this news, I thought I had misheard. When I confirmed it with the President, he seemed equally unwilling to accept this fact."

"Since you don't know, let me explain a little. Before enrollment, the school determines the quality of the students to divide them into classes. Excellent people are in Class A, those who barely pass are in Class B and Class C, and only those who fail are assigned to Class D."

"Therefore, Suzune, you are a defective product that failed."

Having said that, Suzuki Toru delivered his final conclusion.

Horikita Suzune's thoughts were in chaos. She bit her lower lip, wanting to retort to Suzuki Toru several times, but she didn't know what to say.

It was unlikely that these words were false. As long as she sought verification from her homeroom teacher or an upperclassman, she would soon have the answer. Suzuki Toru had no reason to lie.

But if he wasn't lying, didn't that mean she was exactly the trash he described?

"There must be some mistake somewhere. My written exams and interviews were all excellent; I cannot be a failing student!" Horikita Suzune's tone became intense as she tried desperately to prove herself.

Suzuki Toru silently took out his phone and tapped on a recording he had prepared in advance. This was a conversation he had recorded via a bug in the student council office at the time.

"By the way, does the senior have a younger sister?"

"Have you met Suzune?"

"I have, but I think it's a bit strange. She is clearly the senior's sister, so why is she not in Class A?"

"She lacks the corresponding aptitude in certain areas, so it is not strange that she is not in Class A."

"..."

Horikita Suzune didn't understand what he was doing at first, but the moment she heard the familiar voice, her expression stiffened.

"You should be able to hear it very clearly. This is a conversation I recorded right in front of the President." Suzuki Toru shut off the recording at the appropriate time to avoid exposing anything, "He told me that Suzune is not suited to be in this school. I still remember his expression; you disappointed him."

A thunderous shock struck Horikita Suzune's heart.

"If you don't believe me, I have the President's contact information here. You can call him to verify it." Suzuki Toru shoved the phone into her hand.

Horikita Suzune subconsciously looked down and saw a contact labeled Horikita Manabu. She was so startled she almost dropped the phone, as if she were holding a hot potato.

Seeing this, the corners of Suzuki Toru's mouth curled up slightly. He might really be able to take advantage of this girl today.

"I, I am not trash. The school must have made a mistake. I will get to Class A to show you all!" Horikita Suzune's thoughts were in turmoil, and she couldn't care about anything else. She just shouted at the top of her lungs, as if that could change something.

"The school couldn't have made a mistake. And how do you plan to promote to Class A?" Suzuki Toru said indifferently.

When he said that, Horikita Suzune seemed to have grasped onto something: "Do you know how to transfer to Class A?!"

"I do, but why should I tell you?" Suzuki Toru countered.

Horikita Suzune was rendered speechless, but she was quick to react.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will go find the homeroom teacher; the homeroom teacher will definitely know these things."

She isn't completely stupid after all, Suzuki Toru thought.

"Don't be naive. If she were going to tell you, why didn't she say so when school started?"

Seeing Horikita Suzune's stunned expression, he knew he hadn't guessed wrong. It wasn't just Class A; even the other classes hadn't been told the inside story.

The school hadn't deliberately hidden anything, nor had it taken the initiative to introduce anything. It just left everything there, with an attitude of "take it or leave it."

However, the school did forbid teachers and upperclassmen from revealing information, especially regarding the rules of the exams.

"The reason is simple: these are paid contents. Even I had to spend one million Private Points to find this out," Suzuki Toru said without blushing or skipping a beat.

Wait, did she hear that right? One million Private Points!?

Horikita Suzune was shocked. Wasn't it said that everyone only had one hundred thousand Private Points?

And why would you have one million Private Points?

Chapter 30: Do Not Bully a Poor Girl

"How could you have so many Private Points?" Horikita Suzune was filled with doubt.

She even suspected that Class A was different from other classes, possessing privileges even regarding Private Points.