Beginning the Operation

Onizuka Tsukasa walked alone across the playground after descending from the rooftop, silently pondering the true nature of this school.

Although it is a school, the law of the jungle—where the strong prey on the weak and the winner takes all—is what governs this place.

Though he didn't ask Chabashira about the fates of the previous Class B, C, and D students, he knew without needing to think that their endings wouldn't be pleasant.

Being forgotten in a corner might be the best-case scenario; more severe outcomes like bullying or even forced expulsion were entirely possible.

Points... this school is a system where the struggle revolves entirely around points as the core.

He never wanted to experience the feeling of being at the mercy of others like he did in his childhood again. At the very least, starting from here, he would reappear in the vision of those guys and return everything they did to him in the past, punch by punch!

A grimace crossed Onizuka Tsukasa's face before he realized he was losing his composure. He instantly smoothed his expression and began walking toward the dormitory. It was too late today; he would start executing his point-earning plan tomorrow.

Opening the door to his dorm, a room of about eight tatami mats came into view. At a glance, it felt somewhat empty... empty?

Onizuka suddenly realized he hadn't bought any daily necessities, nor had he eaten dinner, and at this hour, the cafeteria was long closed.

There was no help for it; he would have to go to the convenience store downstairs to buy some temporary supplies and purchase better brands at the shopping district when he had time later.

...Convenience store downstairs...

Just as Onizuka Tsukasa pushed the door open to enter, he saw two familiar figures inside, also selecting daily necessities.

It was Horikita Suzune and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

They really were fated to meet everywhere. Onizuka certainly didn't think they had arranged to meet; given their personalities, the probability of them agreeing to go shopping together on the first day of school was lower than the probability of him being a Saiyan.

Watching them engage in a heated debate over whether self-introductions had any positive effect, Onizuka didn't bother to intrude and went about picking out his own items.

Shampoo, soap, toothbrush and toothpaste, body wash, and two towels. He also grabbed a box of discounted pork cutlet rice for dinner to heat up in the microwave. Perfect!

Since he bought cheap items, the total came to 3498 points, which wasn't much different from the outside world.

Just as Onizuka finished picking his necessities and prepared to pay, he saw Horikita Suzune and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka discussing something while hovering over a box of free toiletries.

The existence of these items could be considered the most obvious hint regarding the school's system, right? He wondered if they could see anything from it.

But it didn't matter. Whether they saw through it or remained in the dark, it was best if they didn't stand in his way. That would be ideal.

The line wasn't long, so Onizuka Tsukasa finished paying and walked to the entrance of the convenience store. Just as he was about to step out, a fierce argument erupted inside.

He paused and turned back to look. The culprit was the irritable red-haired guy who had led the group out of the classroom earlier.

He happened to be in line behind him, arguing with someone because he had spent too much time at the register without paying.

Could it be that he had already spent all his 100,000 points on the first day? Even for a Class D student, doing something like that was quite shocking.

As expected, he should leave everyone behind and move forward alone. He didn't need such mediocre people to slow his pace. In terms of value, they weren't even worth as much as the warm pork cutlet rice in his hand.

Trash belongs in the trash can, especially non-recyclable waste that has no utility and only adds a burden to the operation of Blue Star.

With that, Onizuka stopped caring about what else the guy might cause, walked quickly back to his dorm, enjoyed a steaming hot pork cutlet rice, and went to bed early.

He needed to save his energy; there was a lot to do tomorrow.

Time flew by to the next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

Onizuka finished washing up and headed straight for the classroom, ready to start the day's lessons.

Since it was only the first day of classes, things were generally relaxed, mostly focusing on self-introductions and course explanations.

Moreover, the teachers were mostly very kind—kind to an excessive degree.

People like that irritable red-haired guy and that extreme narcissist Koenji Rokusuke never took the teachers on the podium seriously, doing their own things without restraint.

Onizuka, who had a "slight" understanding of the school's mechanisms, was not surprised by this at all.

This was likely a part of the point assessment, right? As students, their duty was to study. Could there be anything more worthy of point deductions than not studying properly in class?

Just deducting points might be too easy; it didn't quite fit his impression of this school.

Perhaps if one failed the written tests here, the disciplinary measures wouldn't be something as low-level as calling the parents.

But these things had nothing to do with him. He had already self-studied university courses back in middle school; the current content was child's play to him.

Since point deduction was a foregone conclusion, and he had no interest in casting pearls before swine, there was no need to stay here any longer.

With this time, it would be more practical to find places to mine for points.

He had already prepared himself mentally for not receiving points next month.

Onizuka picked up his backpack and walked straight out. The result was exactly as he expected.

Aside from his classmates casting surprised glances at him, the teacher on the podium didn't even spare him a look, continuing to lecture as if nothing had happened.

Walking out of the classroom, Onizuka arrived at the playground and found only one upperclassman warming up on the field.

He must be the type of person at this school who follows the athletic path, right?

Onizuka walked onto the track and greeted the sturdy man warming up on the lane:

"Senior must be an athlete specializing in track and field, right? Care to have a race?"

The sturdy man glanced at Onizuka with disdain, leaned down to the starting line, and said, "Scrawny kid, I don't like doing boring things like coaching underclassmen. Stay away from me."

"I'll bet you 90,000 points!"