A Story Starting from Classroom of the Elite

Tanaka Yukishin took the sports drink and watched the Track and Field Club members frantically deleting their posts, a faint, almost imperceptible arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

He knew this was the "method of corroboration" Matsuzaka Tomohito had spoken of—a perfectly timed leak of information was far more persuasive than an official announcement.

Deeply realizing the implication of the final sentence in his friend's message, "You will know what to do."

Matsushita Kazuo's attitude toward Tanaka Yukishin became even friendlier as he efficiently transferred the points.

Looking at the changing account balance, it had increased by 3.5 million.

Tanaka Yukishin was a bit puzzled.

"How is this calculated?"

"2 million for the consultation fee, 1 million as a greeting gift, and 500,000 as a friendship fee."

So the Track and Field Club was this wealthy, with 1 million in club funds per month.

No, that wasn't quite right; it wasn't exactly wealthy.

Points were the currency exclusive to Advanced Nurturing, unusable in the outside world, meaning their actual value was significantly lower than general currency.

He suddenly realized a problem: with every club having different tiers, how was he supposed to charge them accurately?

"Matsushita-kun, please tell me how many points I should charge each club."

"According to..."

"No need, I'm here."

Kiryuin Fuuka was completely dissatisfied with Tanaka Yukishin's performance in clearing the two clubs.

She wanted to see him take on a crowd, to witness a massive brawl.

Not this clean, efficient, and overwhelming defeat of the black student, followed by a physical fitness test on the track.

Although doing it that way was indeed simple and effective.

It was just too monotonous.

It was like boiling top-tier ingredients in water—a waste of a treasure.

Top-tier ingredients should be paired with the meticulous cooking of a master chef; that was the best combination.

"Junior Tanaka, for the sake of me showing you the way, let's add each other as friends. Just notify me when you deal with other clubs in the next few days."

"I will rush over to support you the moment I hear from you."

Could you at least wipe that smile off your face before saying that?

Support?

I think you just want to go to the scene to watch the drama.

Considering that Kiryuin Fuuka had indeed been helpful as a guide, allowing him to quickly get to know the campus, Tanaka Yukishin nodded and exchanged accounts.

"Oh, and Tanaka-kun. Matsuzaka-kun asked me to pass on a message to you."

"If you want to go off-campus to relax, you can register your name with our three clubs. Before the competition arrives, you can leave the school as a participant."

"Generally speaking, depending on the competition, the time spent outside ranges from 3 to 8 days."

As their conversation came to an end, Matsushita Kazuo conveyed his friend's goodwill.

After bidding the two farewell, Tanaka Yukishin arrived at the office building.

At this moment, Chabashira Sae was flipping through the entrance exam papers of the students.

Why was the quality of students in Class D getting worse in recent years?

She propped her cheek up with one hand while frequently switching through the exam papers with the other.

After looking at a dozen or so, she picked up a new one, feeling bored.

"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, a score of 50 in every subject! Is this a disguise or a show-off?"

She looked at the personal abilities listed below.

Academic Ability: C

Intelligence: C-

Combat Ability: C-

Judgment: C-

Teamwork: D

This student lacks initiative and has no outlook for his own future; at this stage, it is hard to place any expectations on him. One cannot feel any sense of teamwork or a distinct personality from him. His responses are within the acceptable range for a high school student, and his current academic and athletic abilities are slightly below average.

Due to special circumstances and information obtained through other channels, we have determined that he is suitable for placement in Class D. While monitoring his social circle and teacher-student relationships in the future, we hope for personal growth from the student.

Recalling the seating arrangement in the classroom based on the photo, he was sitting in the corner spot at the bottom left.

He would be listed as a key observation target; she would pay more attention to him in class tomorrow.

I placed the test paper in my hand to the right and picked up a new one.

Creak, the door opened.

Following the sound, I saw the student who had thrown the paper ball that morning.

What was his name again?

Setting down the test paper in her hand, Chabashira Sae exerted force through her legs and twisted her waist to slide her chair forward, squaring her posture.

"What is it?"

Pulling a chair over from the side and sitting down, Tanaka Yukishin stated his purpose.

"I want to ask how many points it costs to move to a larger room."

"You don't have enough points."

Another idiot, though at least this one had some creativity, wanting to spend points on changing living conditions.

Chabashira Sae lost interest and went back to looking at the test papers.

"I want to buy a few anonymous accounts; that should be allowed, right?"

Huh, now that's interesting.

"The school prohibits fraud. What do you intend to use them for?"

"One answer in exchange for one answer, how about it?"

"Fine."

"How many points for a larger room?"

I must be insane to have actually held expectations for this idiot.

In the span of a single minute, Chabashira Sae's mood had shifted several times.

Attracted by the student throwing a paper ball in the morning → lost interest due to the room change request → intrigued by the purchase of accounts → lost interest again due to the room change request.

But since she had already given her word, she would just fulfill her responsibilities as a teacher.

"There are three sizes for larger rooms: 50, 80, and 100. They cost 30,000, 70,000, and 100,000 points per month, respectively. Six-month minimum lease."

"How to earn points."

"How do I earn them?"

"That answer will cost you 1.2 million points."

It was a good thing Chabashira Sae didn't know the story of Lu Tida striking the bully of Zhengxi.

Otherwise, she would surely have said, "Are you trying to make a fool of me?"

"Get out, get out, get out."

"Teacher, telling a student to 'get out'? You're unfit to be a teacher."

"Heh, get out, and close the door behind you."

"I haven't bought the anonymous accounts yet."

"Five thousand points each, I'll sell you a maximum of ten."

After paying Chabashira Sae 20,000 points, Tanaka Yukishin left with four anonymous accounts.

Having dismissed the idiot, Chabashira Sae picked up a Wakaba cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Phew, that's better.

Back to digging for gold!

What a coincidence, it just happened to be that idiot's file.

Tanaka Yukishin

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Middle School: Baise Middle School

Entrance Exam Scores

Japanese: 0

Math: 0

English: 0

Science: 0

Social Studies: 0

Personal Abilities

Academic Ability: A

Intelligence: A

Physical Ability: A

Judgment: A

Teamwork: E

This student possesses extreme autonomy, and given his outstanding abilities in all aspects, he should have been assigned to Class A.

However, not a shred of teamwork can be felt from him.

During the interview, he was perfunctory toward the interviewers in every way.

Furthermore, based on information obtained through other channels.

Despite having A-rank academic and intellectual abilities, he turned in blank papers for several subjects in every exam throughout his three years of middle school.

Clearly, he has his own agenda.

As teachers, our responsibility is to either polish him until he is well-rounded or make him even sharper.

In the end, after a discussion among the three interviewers, he was assigned to Class D.

We hope that a change in environment will prompt him to take action.

The exaggerated individual ability of Tanaka Yukishin left Chabashira Sae stunned, and it wasn't until the cigarette fell from her lips that she snapped back to reality.

All-A stats, a total maverick.

This is quite the character; how should I bring him under my wing to help me climb to Class A?

She picked the cigarette up from the floor, brushed it off, and placed it back in her mouth.

Chabashira Sae's brain began to race.