Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

During this time, if Suzuki Toru were to steer public opinion, and given that there was no surveillance here, it would be difficult for him to prove his innocence.

What was even more fatal was that if Ichinose Honami were to corroborate Suzuki Toru's words, it would undoubtedly attract the school's attention.

At this moment, for some reason, Nagumo Miyabi thought of a train molester; once caught by someone, it would mean immediate social suicide.

Damn it, he hadn't even started doing anything yet!

Nagumo Miyabi fell silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "One million private points is fine, but you must hand over the recording and the bug!"

Suzuki Toru revealed a smile: "I appreciate your patronage, you've been a great help, senior."

Nagumo Miyabi snorted coldly; he could still afford this loss, it was just a momentary slip-up.

On the contrary, Suzuki Toru had caught his attention, and he would definitely find a way to get back at him in the future.

"However, I have a few simple questions I would like you to help me answer, senior," Suzuki Toru continued, his skin thick.

Nagumo Miyabi's face darkened; not only did you want private points, but you also want information, you brat?

"What questions?"

"First, what impact do class points have on us?"

Hearing this, Nagumo Miyabi narrowed his eyes. So he didn't know yet?

No, that wasn't right. His expression didn't look like he was ignorant, but rather like he wanted a definitive answer.

Chapter 11: The Truth of the School

"Heh, you still haven't figured it out by now? The pace of this year's freshmen is truly slow. I didn't expect even you, from Class A, to have to ask others for help."

Nagumo Miyabi deliberately said these belittling words to Suzuki Toru, hoping to see more of a reaction. When people are provoked, they often expose weaknesses that shouldn't be there.

Regrettably, in response to his trash talk, Suzuki Toru only said calmly, "Before talking about others, I hope you can reflect on yourself, senior—why were you in Class B at the start, rather than Class A?"

Nagumo Miyabi's expression stiffened. Although he never said it aloud, this had always been a thorn in his side. Being provoked by Suzuki Toru like this, he was the one who couldn't keep his composure.

"Judging by your tone, you seem to have already figured out what's going on, so why bother asking me?"

"Because you just said it to Ichinose-san, senior—that you were once a member of Class B, but now you are a student in Class A. I want to know how that happened."

"Heh, your hearing is quite good, Suzuki."

"Did you transfer to Class A alone, senior, or did the whole class promote to Class A?"

Nagumo Miyabi raised an eyebrow, then said with a mocking smile, "Sorry, I cannot answer that question. It is a requirement of the school."

Suzuki Toru sighed: "Senior, please don't waste any more time. If I'm not mistaken, that camera up there isn't even working, is it?"

"..."

Nagumo Miyabi remained silent for a long time, then snorted: "Have you ever looked at the second-year bulletin board?"

"The place where class points are posted?" Suzuki Toru recalled the numbers Sakayanagi Arisu had told him, "I remember your class has 2100 points, and Class B has 1700."

"A year ago, we were Class B. After one semester, I led the class to surpass Kiriyama's Class A, and the key to this change in rank was class points," Nagumo Miyabi said with a smile. "Since then, the rankings for the entire grade haven't changed at all."

Suzuki Toru nodded, ignoring the guy's self-aggrandizement, and continued to ask: "There are vacancies in the second year; what's going on with that?"

"Those without ability have only one fate: to tuck their tails and leave this school," Nagumo Miyabi replied.

At this point, Ichinose Honami finally reacted.

"Could you please elaborate, senior?" Suzuki Toru glanced at her.

Nagumo Miyabi noticed his look, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Suzuki, although I don't know if you came here for the sake of employment and higher education guarantees, only those with immense strength can survive in this school and achieve final victory."

"Class A, then?"

"You are so sharp, it makes me more and more interested in you," Nagumo Miyabi said playfully. "As I just said, the key to determining class rank is class points. The four classes compete against each other; the first place is Class A. Only Class A can obtain the graduation benefits promised by the school initially, while the other classes are losers."

Ichinose Honami's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but ask: "Why do this? Will students who aren't in Class A be abandoned by the school?"

Nagumo Miyabi sneered: "This school practices meritocracy. It only exists to cultivate the most outstanding students. What value is there in those who aren't up to the task?"

Ichinose Honami's face turned pale. Many students in her class had come for the sake of so-called employment and higher education; she couldn't imagine what impact this news would have on everyone.

"In other words, the most outstanding students are concentrated in Class A?" Suzuki Toru asked.

"In terms of facts, that is indeed the case. There is a clear distinction between Class A and Class D," Nagumo Miyabi replied.

"How do the four classes compete?"

Nagumo Miyabi narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "The answer to that question cannot be exchanged for a single recording, Suzuki."

Suzuki Toru thought for a moment, then changed to another question: "For classes that cannot promote to Class A... what meaning do class points have for them?"

"Is that all you know about class point intelligence? Consider this a free gift: the result of class points multiplied by 100 is the amount of private points you can receive that month," Nagumo Miyabi said slowly. "Your class has 1000 class points this month, right?"

"So that's why it's 100,000 private points. I see."

"You should be able to understand the situation now, right?"

The four classes compete against each other; the more class points, the higher the class ranking. Only the first-place Class A will receive the benefits promised by the school.

Judging from Nagumo Miyabi's words just now, during the process of class competition, some students might become cannon fodder, forced or choosing to drop out.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the number of dropouts.

After providing the reward for the final goal, the school set up a monthly personal point distribution based on the class points of the corresponding class, at a ratio of one hundred to one.

This approach ensures that students do not slack off due to excessive passivity; after all, personal points are equivalent to Japanese yen, and considering the need for long-term life at the school, one cannot do without personal points.

If one wants personal points, the most likely path is to grit their teeth and continue participating in the competition to vie for class points.

If the school then brandishes a punitive measure called expulsion—fail to do it, and you are expelled—presumably every student would have no choice but to give it their all.

These thoughts flashed through the mind of Suzuki Toru, and he met the gaze of Nagumo Miyabi.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Does the senior have a childhood friend?"

Faced with the sudden question, Nagumo Miyabi was clearly taken aback for a moment.

"Are you talking about Asahina?" Nagumo Miyabi frowned. "Why are you asking about this?"

So her name is Asahina, Suzuki Toru thought to himself.

"Nothing, I just suddenly felt annoyed that the senior has a childhood friend yet still tries to hit on underclassmen."

"Hmph, if you have nothing but boring things to say, then don't say them. Hand over the bug and the recording, Suzuki."

Suzuki Toru didn't mind; he had already obtained plenty of useful information, and even if Nagumo Miyabi went back on his word now, he wouldn't have any particular thoughts on it.

Because he always prioritizes the completion of his desires above all else.

Nagumo Miyabi inspected the items he handed over, deleted the recording, and then truly transferred a sum of personal points to him.

Seeing that Suzuki Toru looked somewhat surprised, Nagumo Miyabi naturally saw through the guy's thoughts and immediately sneered, "Don't get happy too soon. These points are just a reward from your senior; there won't be another opportunity like this next time."

While he was transferring the funds, Suzuki Toru caught a glimpse of his balance, which was actually over nine million personal points.

"Thanks for the treat, senior."

Suzuki Toru smiled slightly. The recording was indeed gone, but that didn't mean he wouldn't talk about it; after all, Nagumo Miyabi hadn't paid any hush money, he had only bought the recording.

Tsk, it seems there will be plenty of fun to be had in the future.

Chapter 12 Please, Don't Tell Anyone

Nagumo Miyabi did not ask Suzuki Toru to stay, and Suzuki Toru did not force himself to remain there.

With the transaction concluded, Suzuki Toru walked out of the student council office quite decisively, leaving only Ichinose Honami behind.

"Ichinose, you should be able to understand the conversation just now, right?" Nagumo Miyabi finally turned his gaze toward her, his tone indifferent. "The power of the student council is much greater than you imagine. As long as you stay, I will help you lead your class to rise to Class A."

Ichinose Honami was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, Nagumo-senpai, I cannot accept this approach. Please leave the student council spot for someone else."

"Because of what I said just now?" Nagumo Miyabi paused slightly and said quite frankly, "Perhaps I didn't explain it clearly. You not only possess the corresponding talent but also value in your appearance. This is very rare, Ichinose. I am very satisfied with you."

"Is that why Nagumo-senpai deliberately lured me into saying those things?" Ichinose Honami met his gaze with eyes like torches. The young girl was fearless; after the scene that just transpired, she understood that she had stepped into a trap carefully prepared by Nagumo Miyabi.

"The original plan was indeed that, but I didn't expect an accident to occur. However, even if I admit it, what can you do?"

Nagumo Miyabi revealed an indifferent smile, leaning back in his comfortable chair.

"Choosing to trust Nagumo-senpai was my own fault, but I will not become your personal possession, nor will I stay here," Ichinose Honami said earnestly.

"Ichinose, you haven't been enrolled long, so it's normal that you don't understand." Nagumo Miyabi shook his head with a laugh. "However, once you join the student council, you will know what kind of power the school has bestowed upon it—enough to give you every advantage in the class competition."

Just how great is the power of the student council?

Generally speaking, they can formulate rules together with the school and submit suggestions for amendments.

They are the participants, and you are not only a participant but also part of the refereeing side; no matter how you look at it, you can't imagine a possibility of losing.

It is precisely because of this that the student council presidents of previous terms have basically been students from Class A, successfully graduating with the status of Class A.

However, since there must be fairness, the school will not let the student council become too powerful, so they have always acted according to the rules.

For example, the current student council president, Horikita Manabu, has been following his duties since taking office, neither abusing his power for personal gain nor changing anything.

This style of conduct makes Nagumo Miyabi dissatisfied. If he were to take office, this school should undergo a major purge.

Of course, before he takes office next semester, he still has to consider the issue of the first-year students.

It's not just about a successor, but also for certain other reasons.

Now that things have reached this point, Nagumo Miyabi does not believe Ichinose Honami will refuse him; at most, she is just throwing a tantrum because of what was said earlier.

As a class leader, as long as Ichinose Honami calms down a little, she will realize the advantages of joining the student council for her class.

However, Nagumo Miyabi soon realized that this young girl was not to be underestimated either.

"Nagumo-senpai, actually, the school hasn't concentrated the most excellent students of the entire grade into Class A, right?" Ichinose Honami began. "If they did that, there would be no possibility of a lower class making a comeback, which doesn't fit the situation of four classes competing. In other words, there is indeed a clear difference between Class D and Class A, but it isn't to a degree that makes one feel hopeless."

Moreover, by what standard does the school judge a student's excellence?

If it were so-called academic ability, Ichinose Honami was the top scorer in the entrance exam and should have been assigned to Class A, but the school did not do so.