Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

"One million isn't that much; a whole class combined could scrape together four million private points." Suzuki Toru observed her reaction, only to see her freeze for a moment, clearly having never considered this method.

Does this girl have some kind of social disorder?

Shouldn't a normal person's reaction be to wonder if he might be borrowing private points from others?

What Suzuki Toru didn't know was that Horikita Suzune had been disconnected from social circles since kindergarten; she only suspected that Suzuki Toru had some means of earning private points or possessed some kind of special privilege.

"Did your Class A buy information from the homeroom teacher together?" Horikita Suzune looked shocked. One had to realize that in her class, aside from eating, drinking, and having fun, no one cared about these things at all.

Well, she hadn't cared about them until recently, either.

"It's not that dramatic, just my own personal channels," Suzuki Toru said calmly. "However, someone in our class did buy information from the homeroom teacher. If I'm not mistaken, the students in your Class D have already spent their private points on meaningless shopping."

Horikita Suzune was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Don't lump me in with those people. Although I still have over eighty thousand private points, the only information I want to buy is how to transfer to Class A. I imagine the homeroom teacher's asking price shouldn't be too high."

She looked straight into Suzuki Toru's eyes. Whether it was academic grades or athletic ability, she had enough confidence; rising to Class A shouldn't be too difficult.

Moreover, Horikita Suzune had vaguely sensed some clues. According to Suzuki Toru's words, the school intended to categorize students by merit, yet they hadn't told the students at the first opportunity.

There must be some reason why the school chose to keep it hidden.

Connecting this to the fact that private points could buy so-called information, what purpose did this information serve?

Class A was the most excellent, Class D was the trashiest, so what was the point of the B and C classes in between?

Horikita Suzune felt the disparity in rank immediately, and a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

"No, you can't rise to Class A," Suzuki Toru said flatly. "I can tell you this piece of information for free: there are only two scenarios in which you can rise to Class A."

"I'm listening," Horikita Suzune said, her voice tinged with coldness.

"Have you noticed the class points? Right now, every class has one thousand class points. By next month, this number will change."

Horikita Suzune frowned. Of course, she had noticed the class points, but the homeroom teacher hadn't explained much, and she hadn't felt the need to ask.

Could it be...

"The more class points a class has, the higher its status. In other words, as long as your Class D surpasses Class A, you will be the new Class A."

As expected, the very concept of class points sounded wrong from the start.

Horikita Suzune's mood suddenly became very complicated. She had to lead that bunch of idiots to surpass Class A?

"Is there no way for an individual to transfer to Class A?"

To her urgent tone, Suzuki Toru smiled slightly. "Of course there is. If you can come up with twenty million private points, you can also rise to Class A—though that would just be you alone."

Twenty million private points. Horikita Suzune was stunned by the number for a moment, then immediately began to calculate.

One hundred thousand private points a month; even if she could maintain that for three years, it would only be three point six million private points, not even a fifth of the total.

Consequently, Horikita Suzune fell silent.

"It looks like you can't do anything. You might as well just drop out honestly. The Student Council President is at a critical moment right now; if people find out he has a younger sister languishing in Class D, his prestige and reputation as Student Council President will surely decline."

This kind of rhetoric was very effective, at least for the Japanese, who were always concerned about the opinions of those around them.

"Don't joke around. I will definitely rise to Class A! I'll show you that I can do it!" Horikita Suzune's eyes were stubborn. Even if she didn't start in Class A, she would just have to climb there as fast as possible.

"In that case, I advise you to find a way to earn those twenty million private points quickly, otherwise the Student Council President will graduate next year." Suzuki Toru paused. "Compared to having Class D surpass Class A, I think the twenty million private points is a more reliable bet."

Horikita Suzune clenched her fists. This guy's tone was truly infuriating!

"Just you wait. One day, I'll make you regret what you said today!"

Twenty million private points were too far off; it was more realistic to have Class D rise to Class A. Everyone started at the same line, and she didn't believe Class D would be that much worse than Class A.

As the saying goes, fortune changes every thirty years; don't bully a young girl for being poor!

Suzuki Toru sneered, "I heard you don't even have a single friend. How are you going to lead your class to Class A?"

Horikita Suzune was momentarily speechless, then said with some annoyance, "It has nothing to do with whether I have friends or not. My goal is just to raise Class D to Class A; what happens to the others doesn't matter!"

"In other words, as long as you can rise to Class A, it doesn't matter if you abandon some of your classmates?" Suzuki Toru asked.

"If I discard the people with no value, wouldn't it be easier for the remaining ones to help me rise to Class A?" Horikita Suzune said as if it were a matter of course.

"I can't argue with that, but whatever you do is your own business." Suzuki Toru smiled slightly. "The reason I sought you out today isn't just because the Student Council President doesn't want to see you, but also because I'm curious about you."

"A boring thought." Horikita Suzune's voice was cold, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her chest.

"I want you to drop out," Suzuki Toru said softly.

In an instant, Horikita Suzune's body stiffened involuntarily.

"I completely fail to understand your hostility toward me. Have we met somewhere before?"

She shouldn't have offended Suzuki Toru in the past, right?

"It's just a boring thought," Suzuki Toru said calmly. "Perhaps it won't just be you. From now on, anyone who annoys me, I'll make them drop out."

As he spoke, his gaze drifted inadvertently toward a certain corner, trusting that a certain masterpiece would understand the implication of that look.

"Delusional!" Horikita Suzune gritted her teeth.

"Don't be stupid, Suzune. In this school, points can buy everything. As long as I can pay the points, making you drop out is quite simple." Suzuki Toru said coldly. "I can pay one million private points for information; I might just be able to pay twenty million to make you drop out."

Horikita Suzune's heart froze instantly.

"From now on, just struggle with all your might, and eventually drown in the trash heap that is Class D."

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Having witnessed everything from start to finish, Kushida Kikyo watched Suzuki Toru's retreating figure, then couldn't help but glance at Horikita Suzune, who remained frozen in place.

Although she felt quite annoyed by Suzuki Toru's words, her mood inexplicably lifted a little.

"How much do you know about him, Kushida-san?" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka asked out of the blue from the side.

"Eh, I only just met Suzuki-kun recently," Kushida Kikyo replied, looking somewhat troubled. "I had previously asked him to help me get on better terms with Horikita-san, but I never expected him to harbor such thoughts about her."

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Ayanokoji Kiyotaka fell into silence. He didn't think the other party was targeting Horikita Suzune; it was possible he was actually aiming for him.

He remembered that on the day of the club orientation, Suzuki Toru had looked at him repeatedly, his gaze like someone evaluating the difficulty of a prey.

And just now, while Suzuki Toru was speaking to Horikita Suzune, he had glanced over here obscurely; he must have discovered the two of them spying.

Instead of calling them out immediately, he had deliberately said that he wouldn't just be expelling Horikita Suzune alone right in front of Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

This was a warning.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's expression darkened. Could he be someone sent by the White Room?

Heh, wanting to drag him back?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. He hadn't intended to return the moment he stepped out.

Even if he were to return, he would do so in a state of total victory, returning to the White Room to put an end to his father's plans once and for all.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka remained expressionless, but he swore silently in his heart: regardless of whether Suzuki Toru was from the White Room or not, he would strike first to eliminate Suzuki Toru as a potential risk.

Kushida Kikyo was unaware of what Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was thinking beside her. She felt her phone vibrate slightly and took it out to check.

She saw that Suzuki Toru had sent her a message.

"Come meet me at the cafe. I want to talk to you about what just happened."

Seeing this message, Kushida Kikyo froze for a moment. So, Suzuki Toru knew she and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka were spying here?

Feeling an inexplicable sense of unease, she replied to Suzuki Toru with an "OK."

"Ayanokoji-kun, don't tell anyone about today," Kushida Kikyo added as a precaution.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a relatively good relationship with Horikita Suzune, she wouldn't have followed her with him.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka nodded at her, looking like a wooden statue.

Upon arriving at the cafe, Kushida Kikyo noticed that Suzuki Toru seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Kushida Kikyo sat opposite him, placing her phone and handbag to the side.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing," Suzuki Toru said, flashing an apologetic smile at her. "Sorry for lying to you earlier; actually, that was the first time I'd ever met Suzune."

"But didn't you know Horikita-san's brother?" Kushida Kikyo wore an expression of surprise, though it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"I do, but not for very long," Suzuki Toru sighed.

"Did you see us just now?" Kushida Kikyo probed, watching his expression.

"Sorry, I said some very unpleasant things to your Class D," Suzuki Toru apologized again, explaining the reason. "If I hadn't said that, Suzune would never have taken the initiative to integrate with you all."

Kushida Kikyo blinked. "Suzuki-kun seems to know Horikita-san very well, and you call her by such an intimate name. Is it really the first time you've met?"

"The Student Council President told me quite a bit about Suzune. And, to be honest, I have a very good impression of her, which is why I call her that." Suzuki Toru subconsciously touched his nose—people usually did that when they were nervous.

Could it be that he likes Horikita Suzune?

Kushida Kikyo believed she had seen through Suzuki Toru's intentions, and she felt an inexplicable sense of irritation.

"By the way, if Suzune wants to reach Class A, she will definitely need help. If you take this opportunity, there's a high probability you can get on good terms with her," Suzuki Toru smiled at her. "In a sense, I've fulfilled your request."

Kushida Kikyo was slightly taken aback. He had deliberately pressured Horikita Suzune to force her to change her original self, giving her an opening to exploit.

After all, offering help in a time of need was the best way to win someone over. If she just appropriately showed her support for Horikita Suzune, it was indeed possible to win her over.

Thinking of this, Kushida Kikyo's mood became subtle, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

"Even without doing that, there must have been other ways, right?" Kushida Kikyo said softly. "Because of what you said to Horikita-san, she might be full of hostility toward you now."

Suzuki Toru's expression turned strange, and he said quietly, "Kushida-san, I never said I was joking just now."

Kushida Kikyo froze, stunned. "Do you really want to get Horikita-san expelled?"

Suzuki Toru glanced at her; the desires on the young girl were shining brightly, including the light that flickered in her eyes.

Suzuki Toru didn't answer her question, instead proposing, "Want to make a deal?"