Onizuka Tsukasa walked alone across the sports field after coming down from the rooftop, brooding over the true nature of this school.
Though it was a school, the law of the jungle held sway here: the strong preyed on the weak, and the winner took all.
He hadn't asked Chabashira-sensei what had become of the previous students in Classes B, C, and D, but he didn't need to. Their fates couldn't have been good.
Being forgotten in some corner was probably the best outcome they could hope for. At worst, they might have been bullied or even forced to withdraw.
Points... This school was built around a system where everything revolved around points and students fought over them.
He never wanted to experience that feeling from childhood again-that of being at others' mercy. At the very least, he would make himself visible to those guys again, starting here, and pay them back for everything they'd done to him, with punch after punch!
Onizuka realized his face had twisted into a grimace and that he'd lost control of himself a little. But he quickly composed himself and headed for the dormitory. It was too late today. He'd start carrying out his points plan tomorrow.
When he opened the dorm room door, he saw a room about eight tatami mats in size. At a glance, it felt a little empty... Empty?
Onizuka suddenly realized that he hadn't bought any dorm supplies yet. He also hadn't eaten dinner, and the cafeteria had long since closed.
There was nothing for it but to go to the convenience store downstairs and buy a few things to tide him over. Later, when he had time, he could go to the shopping district and buy some better brands.
...Convenience store downstairs from the dormitory...
Just as Onizuka Tsukasa pushed open the door, he spotted two familiar figures in the convenience store, also picking out some everyday necessities.
They were Horikita Suzune and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
They really did have a knack for running into each other wherever they went. Onizuka certainly didn't think they'd arranged to meet in advance. Given their personalities, the odds of them agreeing to go shopping together on the first day of school were lower than the odds of him being a Saiyan.
The two of them were locked in a heated debate about whether introducing yourself had any positive effect. Onizuka didn't bother approaching them to make conversation and risk boring himself. He simply went about picking out his own items.
Shampoo, soap, a toothbrush and toothpaste, body wash, and two towels. Then he grabbed a box of discounted pork cutlet rice from the convenience store and heated it in the microwave for dinner. That was everything!
Since he'd bought cheap items, the total came to 3,498 points, not much different from the price outside.
Just as Onizuka had quickly picked out all his necessities and was about to pay, he saw Horikita Suzune and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka gathered around a box of free toiletries, discussing something.
The existence of that box was probably the clearest hint about the school's system, wasn't it? He wondered whether they'd figure anything out from it.
But it didn't matter. Whether they saw through it or stayed in the dark, they'd better not get in his way. That was what mattered.
The line wasn't long, so Onizuka Tsukasa quickly paid and made his way to the convenience store entrance. Just as he was about to step outside, a loud argument broke out inside.
He stopped and turned to look. The instigator was the red-haired hothead who'd led the way out of the classroom earlier.
He'd been right behind Onizuka in line, and had gotten into an argument with someone because he'd taken too long without paying.
Had he really spent all one hundred thousand points on the very first day? Even for a Class D student, doing something like that was pretty shocking.
As expected, he should just leave everyone behind and move forward alone. He didn't need mediocre people slowing him down. In terms of worth, that guy was worth even less than the steaming pork cutlet rice in his hands.
Trash belonged in the trash can. That was especially true of non-recyclable garbage with no use whatsoever, which only burdened Blue Star's operation.
Onizuka stopped paying attention to whatever else the guy might do and hurried back to his dorm. After enjoying a delicious, piping-hot pork cutlet rice dinner, he went to bed early.
He needed to be well-rested. He had plenty to do tomorrow.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day. Eight in the morning.
After washing up, Onizuka headed straight for the classroom, ready to start his lessons for the day.
Since it was the first class of the school year, the lessons were generally relaxed, mostly consisting of self-introductions and explanations of the coursework.
Most of the teachers were also very kind-almost excessively so.
The red-haired hothead and the extremely narcissistic Koenji Rokusuke, among others, never paid any attention to the teachers standing at the front of the classroom. They did whatever they wanted below, without the slightest restraint.
Onizuka, who had learned a little about how this school worked, wasn't surprised.
This was probably one part of the points evaluation, too. A student's duty was to study. What could be more deserving of a deduction than not paying attention in class?
Just deducting points might be too lenient. It didn't quite fit his impression of this school.
If you failed the written tests here, the punishment surely wouldn't be some low-level measure like calling your parents.
But none of that had anything to do with him. He'd already taught himself university-level courses back in Junior High School. The material now was child's play to him.
Since having points deducted was inevitable, and he wasn't interested in doing something as pointless as lecturing the deaf, there was no need to stay here any longer.
He'd be better off using the time to find places where he could earn points.
He'd already prepared himself for the possibility of getting no points next month.
Onizuka picked up his backpack and walked straight out. The result was just as he'd expected.
His classmates looked at him in surprise, but the teacher at the front of the classroom didn't even spare him a glance. The teacher kept teaching as if nothing had happened.
Onizuka walked out of the classroom and onto the sports field. He found only one upperclassman warming up on the grounds.
He was probably one of the students who had chosen to pursue athletics at the school.
Onizuka walked onto the track and greeted the muscular man warming up on the running track:
"Senpai, I take it you're on the track team? How about a race?"
The muscular man glanced at Onizuka with disdain. As he bent down and set himself at the starting line, he said, "Pipsqueak, I don't like wasting my time giving pointers to underclassmen. Get lost."
"I'll bet you ninety thousand points!"