A Story Starting from Classroom of the Elite

It's not like you're a grade schooler; is this your first time going to school?

Wait, no, thinking back to the behavior of the students in Class D in the anime.

Alright, author, I misjudged you; you really put some thought into this.

But for such an unconventional introduction, I'm going to have to grill you hard.

Look at what you've written here: "Prohibiting romantic relationships inconsistent with the status of a high school student."

Where is this? This is Japan.

High school students are already exploding with hormones, and that's just what everyone sees on the outside.

So, in this completely enclosed campus, it's even easier for things that are hard to put into words to happen.

What do you think the probability is that every single third-year student is a virgin by graduation?

Reaching the fourth floor, the elevator doors opened.

Walking up to door 402, I pulled out the key and unlocked it; the student's living quarters came into view.

In this 25-square-meter space, the first thing one sees is a 2x1.8-meter bed. It fits perfectly into the corner, maximizing the use of space. The bedding set on top looks like it's of good quality, which should effectively improve sleep quality.

Next to it is a closed blue curtain, and beside that is a desk.

In front of the desk is a modern black chair, and on the desk sits a black laptop, a black storage box, and an intercom phone. There are also wall outlets both above and below.

At the very top of the desk is a white air conditioner, already powered on and ready to use. To the right is an eight-compartment storage cabinet twice the height of the desk.

Looking at other areas, there is a kitchen connected to the wall.

It's divided into two parts: on the left, pots, pans, bowls, and plates are arranged neatly, along with an induction cooker, an electric kettle, and a microwave. On the right is the sink and a cutting board hanging from a hook on the wall.

This must have been designed with the needs of students who can't get used to the school cafeteria in mind.

After all, some students have excellent culinary skills and find it more economical to cook for themselves. Others simply can't stomach the unappetizing free meals and prefer to make their own.

Finally, there is the bathroom and the toilet.

"Why have you changed so much in such a short amount of time?"

Watching Karuizawa Kei, who was spinning around him like a curious baby and scanning the room with great interest, Tanaka Yukishin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't that he was inexperienced, but it was rare to see a woman nearly scared to death by a single sentence.

And after recovering, this girl had become outrageously brave, as if she were a completely different person.

Could it be that between two sentences, you were first made to feel like a lifetime had passed, and then reborn?

What kind of legendary protagonist template are you using? I want one too.

Karuizawa Kei turned around and tilted her head.

"Nee, isn't Tanaka-kun an old acquaintance of mine? Why would you ask such a question?" After saying that, she flashed a playful smile and looked smug.

She looked as detestable as a bratty little girl who needs a lesson.

"You're right. Find a place to sit," Tanaka Yukishin said, walking toward the bed.

Who would have thought that Karuizawa Kei would get there first, lie back, and sit on the bed, supporting herself with her hands. Seeing this, Tanaka Yukishin stopped in his tracks and turned toward the chair.

"Aren't you going to sit with me, Tanaka-kun?"

Very good. After I broke through your defenses, your attack power is maxed out. Although I don't know what you're actually thinking.

But I've always been indifferent; sticking to the original plan is fine.

After sitting down, I spun the chair around, and our eyes met.

Chapter 6: The Hunt and the Bite

"Since we've arrived at the dorm, I can speak freely."

"I have very high expectations for Kei-chan, so I'm giving you two paths."

"The first path: you can leave now, but later on, I will find a time to leak your information. I hope that by then, you will have grown enough to face it calmly and protect yourself. But don't worry too much; I will leave you time to grow."

"I once heard two interesting sayings."

"The first one: 'Escaping is shameful, but it works.'"

"During the few months of the break, you worked hard to study and effectively disguised yourself as a gyaru, fooling your classmates. That fits the first saying perfectly."

"Then, you must be able to do the second one as well."

"The second one: 'The best way to eliminate fear is to face it.' So, in a few months, you will surely be able to grow to the point where you can face it calmly and then overcome it."

"The second path: since you've given up on resisting, then you, who cannot meet my expectations, will only have the remaining value of becoming my food. Get everything ready. I hope that when I return this afternoon, I will see you washed up, wearing exquisite makeup, and dressed in cute clothes. Wait for me to eat you. From then on, you will be my possession."

After finishing this long speech, I placed the spare key on the table and gestured with an open palm.

Tanaka Yukishin's mouth curled up, feeling secretly smug inside.

Aren't you very brave? Then let me see what you're really made of. Don't beg for mercy too soon; I won't let you off anyway.

But to Tanaka Yukishin's surprise, Karuizawa Kei didn't show any fear; instead, she looked at him with eyes full of anticipation.

"Although I really want to ask which path Tanaka-kun expects me to choose, what I'm most concerned about is, if I choose the second path, will I be Tanaka-kun's first girlfriend?"

No, what is going on with you? This plot progression is not what I expected.

Although I don't really care which one you choose, you should at least show a look of fear or terror, engage in a bit of verbal back-and-forth, and then, while you're hesitating, I'll give you the final push to complete the choice.

How did you manage to flip the script and reverse the offensive?

When did I ever get conquered by you?

Tanaka Yukishin is not stupid, so he has already seen through the girl's attitude toward him.

But this doesn't make sense.

Even if you're chasing me, there should be a reason for it. Although I am very handsome, I am currently threatening you, so please show some respect for our respective roles.

"A 'predatory' Tanaka-kun brings me to his room, threatens me into making a choice, and then doesn't even dare to answer a question from a weak, helpless girl?"

Karuizawa Kei didn't get a reply, and she pouted, looking a bit displeased.

However, she didn't stop her offensive.

"I'm fine with either, Tanaka-kun. Since you said you'd be back in the afternoon, you must still have things to do. So, not only do I need to prepare, but Tanaka-kun also needs to prepare to 'eat' me. Besides, I will also live up to Tanaka-kun's expectations."

Two paths—only an idiot would choose just one. The clever Karuizawa Kei, of course, wants them all.

Although she didn't know if she was Tanaka-kun's first girlfriend, Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School was a completely closed environment.

Three years is more than enough time to capture Tanaka-kun.

...Ten seconds later, watching Tanaka Yukishin's face shift from amusement to a blank expression before he left the room, Karuizawa Kei closed the door, covered her mouth, and slapped her thigh in hysterical laughter.

He is just too easy to read, Tanaka-kun.

An old saying goes: a gentleman can be deceived by his own integrity.

And Tanaka-kun is very easy to deceive.

After the laughter subsided, she caught a whiff of her own sweat and her face turned pale. She recalled herself just moments ago, tilting her head and acting cute in front of Tanaka-kun, even teasing him.

It's over. I feel like my score in Tanaka-kun's heart has dropped significantly.

Ah!!!

Amidst her wailing, Karuizawa Kei picked up the spare key Tanaka Yukishin had left on the table and left the room.

After all, a certain Ultraman once said: when you encounter a problem, you cannot just sit and wait for death.

She would first return to her own dormitory to wash up, then go to the shopping mall to buy some "winning" lingerie. After eating, she would do some warm-up exercises and rest while waiting for Tanaka-kun to return.

As for Tanaka Yukishin, although he was still a bit confused as to why, he didn't stop his pace.

Because his philosophy was: if you don't understand, just ask. Once he returned in the afternoon and "ate" Karuizawa Kei, he would ask, and the answer would naturally reveal itself.

Walking along the wide, greenery-filled path, a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of leaves and flowers.

What Tanaka Yukishin needed to do was to fill in the logical gaps required for his plan.

Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School boasts a nearly 100% success rate for further education and employment, making it one of the premier schools in the country.

But in reality, that is not the case.

The truth is that everything is measured by one's own ability; it is a school of pure meritocracy.

Each grade is divided into four classes: A, B, C, and D. Only students who graduate as Class A enjoy the promises made by the school before enrollment.

As for the ranking of the classes, it relies on the school's core mechanism: the S System.

The S System is an opaque scoring system running in the background of Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School, evaluating student performance in real-time and converting it into intuitive numbers.

The unit of these numbers is called "points," divided into Class Points and Private Points.

The number of Class Points determines the class ranking, while Private Points serve as the school's internal currency.

On the first of every month, the S System deposits Private Points equal to the Class Points multiplied by 100 into each student's account.

Tanaka Yukishin's plan was to acquire Private Points, but unlike Koenji Rokusuke or Sakayanagi Arisu, his family background didn't reach a level where he could obtain relevant information before enrollment.

His information came from the free sharing of his "cheat." Therefore, he couldn't just pull it out and use it directly; it had to be wrapped in a layer of logical justification.

Thus, wandering around the campus to familiarize himself with it also served as a cover for his future actions.

The buildings closest to the student dormitories, besides the cafeteria, were the shopping mall.

It was only 10:30, so Tanaka Yukishin wasn't hungry yet.

As the largest supply hub in this enclosed space, the shopping mall was quite bustling.

Tanaka Yukishin walked into a convenience store, intending to check the quality of the free goods mentioned in his cheat's information.

However, he didn't expect to see a girl in a school uniform sneakily tucking a cartoon hair clip into her bag.

A thief? A kleptomaniac?

But what were you thinking? Didn't you scout the scene before committing the crime?

The security camera in the corner on the right is pointed directly at this spot.

Although she was facing away from him, he couldn't see her face. But she had beautiful purple hair tied in a ponytail, her legs beneath her skirt were rosy and lustrous, and her muscles were firm and well-toned.

She clearly exercised and cared about her appearance, so she shouldn't be this careless.

Forget it, I'll just record it and ask the person directly.

Why overthink it? If you don't understand, just ask.

With that in mind, Tanaka Yukishin pulled his student ID terminal from his pocket, opened the camera function, and began recording. Of course, he wasn't as careless as a certain "phantom thief."

In Japan, mobile phones emit a sound when taking photos or recording video.

Tanaka Yukishin didn't know the reason behind this setting, nor did he care to learn about such useless things.

However, he hadn't gone to an electronics store to modify the relevant functions yet, so he used his other hand to cover the speaker and sound output port while recording. Although this didn't make it completely silent, it was significantly quieter than the original volume, which would most likely ensure he wouldn't be discovered.

Even if he were caught, it wouldn't matter; the security camera in the corner of the shop was recording anyway. At worst, the leverage he held would just be shared with the school instead of being his alone.

After finishing the recording, Tanaka Yukishin uploaded it to his dormitory computer and waited by the door for a few minutes, watching the purple-haired girl head out to leave.

"Excuse me, I have something I'd like to ask you. How about we find a quiet place?"

Chapter 7: Capture

After several days, she had finally satisfied her special hobby once again.

Kamuro Masumi felt completely fulfilled, as if her entire life had reached a state of perfection.

The world before her eyes grew brighter, the air was filled with fragrance, and everything felt wonderful.

Walking out of the convenience store, she prepared to check on her dormitory first before heading to the cafeteria for a meal.

"Excuse me, I have something I'd like to ask you. How about we find a quiet place?"

A magnetic male voice drifted over from beside the store.

She turned her head and sized up the speaker.

She concluded that she didn't know him, and he looked like someone who didn't exercise much—very weak.