The Supremacy of Strength Classroom Backed by Black Technology

So, time arrived at the... middle of the month.

No one actually thought it was the end of the month, right???

Stop joking! Swimming class hadn't even started yet!

Swimming class—scheduled as early as the second week of school. On this day, some boys in Class D of the first year faced contempt from many girls and outright rejection from a few.

The reason was simple: Ike Kanji and his group of class slackers had decided to rank the girls in the class—a ranking based on chest size!

When Shuichi Kanda heard this news, he kind of hoped they'd succeed.

That way, he might be able to reap the benefits without lifting a finger and get his hands on that precious data!

And, he heard that Yamauchi guy got a confession from a girl in class named Sakura?

Who's Sakura?

After searching his memory, Shuichi Kanda finally matched the name to the face.

Then he instantly understood—Yamauchi, that idiot, was bragging again, and he'd even tarnished the girl's reputation. What a scumbag!

Swimming class was the first period in the afternoon. Watching his classmates head off in groups to the changing rooms, Shuichi Kanda actually felt a little envious.

Still, he found the gym teacher, explained his situation, and the teacher nodded in understanding.

"I see. Then I won't force you. But in your condition, if you can get your body in better shape, you should put in more effort."

More hidden meaning. Why were all the teachers at this school like this? Loved being cryptic, huh? How annoying!

Shuichi Kanda got his wish... ah no, reluctantly took a seat in the spectator stands. To avoid being misunderstood, he didn't even dare take out his phone, afraid of being accused of secretly filming the girls.

Wouldn't that make him a pervert?

Soon, the boys came out of the men's changing room, and most of them fixed their gazes on the curtain of the women's changing room, as if it had personally wronged them.

Before long, girls started emerging from the changing room.

Ooh!

Even though they were all in school swimsuits, paired with the youthful bodies of young girls, it had a fantastic feel to it!

But unfortunately, the girl the boys had been eagerly anticipating as the class's undisputed number one, Haruka Hasebe, wasn't among the crowd.

Expected—because that girl was sitting right in front of him. Whether by coincidence or not, she was directly ahead.

And from Shuichi Kanda's angle, he could perfectly see that massive sun.

Sure enough, Ike and his group, though not exactly upright or smart, had incredibly sharp eyes in this area.

Was this a unique skill of adolescent boys?

No, this was a unique skill of all human males!

As a normal boy, Shuichi Kanda was also looking forward to this class where everyone bared it all.

Too bad his body meant he could only be an observer on the stands, watching his classmates dance in the pool!

It was really great... ah no, too bad!

Hey, that muscle-bound bastard over there, you're blocking my view!

And through his bird's-eye view from above, Shuichi Kanda took a fresh look at his classmates' physical conditions.

First, the most eye-catching was definitely that man with long golden hair, wearing a special triangular swimsuit—Rokusuke Koenji!

Even a layman could tell that his thoroughly tempered body was absolutely not something an ordinary person could match.

Want it! Really want it!

If this guy could be his bodyguard, then those riffraff behind Arisu Sakayanagi would be nothing to worry about!

But...

Thinking back to that attitude he showed during his self-introduction on the first day, Shuichi Kanda gave up without a second thought.

There was absolutely no way to control someone like that. No can do!

Next!

Sudo, a body honed by years of basketball training. Compared to other students, his outstanding physique clearly stood out.

But that guy only had basketball in his head; he probably wouldn't have time to be his bodyguard full-time.

Wanted him, but stealing someone's dream was just too scummy. Next!

Sure enough, third place was Miyake. His physical fitness ranked third in the class, even surpassing Hirata by a bit.

But a single archer like Miyake would still have a hard time holding off Sakayanagi's trio over there.

He'd have to keep looking for a potential bodyguard candidate.

As for Hirata, pass—that guy was way too busy.

So, Shuichi Kanda's gaze shifted to a boy with a blank expression named Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.

The moment he saw him, Shuichi Kanda was so shocked he stood up from his seat.

The level of muscular definition he saw was something he'd never witnessed before. As a former chef in his past life, Shuichi Kanda's grasp of ingredients had reached a point where he could distinguish good meat from bad with just his eyes.

But when he saw Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, he still couldn't help but be stunned.

What exceptional muscles and body curves!

Even Koenji's robust physique couldn't compare. Rather than that kind of powerful body, Shuichi Kanda preferred this body full of balanced strength.

Strong. This guy is strong!

Though he'd definitely lose to Koenji in pure strength, the balance of his body was something Shuichi Kanda had never seen in his life—no, even including his previous life, he'd only seen it in people who had trained in martial arts for years.

Just who is this guy?

Chapter 30: End-of-Month Pop Quiz

Shuichi Kanda suddenly standing up from the bleachers didn't draw many eyes, but Hasebe Haruka in front, whose sunlight was blocked, instinctively looked up and saw Shuichi Kanda's shocked face.

But soon, Shuichi Kanda realized he was drawing a bit too much attention and quickly sat back down.

What's up with this guy?

With this question in mind, Shuichi Kanda began observing the area below, but his gaze didn't focus on Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.

He knew well that if he only watched one person, he might be noticed.

Since the other party had gone so long without standing out in class, they probably didn't want to reveal their strength. So Shuichi Kanda didn't want to let them know he'd discovered their ability.

Soon, the PE teacher organized a swimming competition below.

As it turned out, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji's performance was surprisingly average—not the best, not the worst. Excluding Shuichi Kanda and another boy named Sotomura who didn't participate, he ranked tenth.

Hiding his skill after all?

Since the other party wanted to keep a low profile, Shuichi Kanda decided not to provoke them. Facing a monster of physical ability like that, without knowing their stance, he really didn't want to stir trouble.

Against someone like that, Shuichi Kanda figured he wouldn't last a single move.

In the end, Koenji took first place in the swimming competition, earning 5,000 private points from the PE teacher. Sudo regretfully settled for second.

Among the girls, first place went to Onodera from the swim club, and second to Horikita Suzune, who sat behind Shuichi Kanda.

He'd known her physical fitness was decent, but he didn't expect it to be this impressive.

As daily activities continued, time quickly reached the end of the month.

Over this month, Shuichi Kanda had steadily attended school, participated in club activities, and eaten meat and vegetables to supplement his nutrition.

And so, his frail body gradually filled out.

In just one month, his weight increased by five jin. His once sickly appearance now had some flesh—at least he no longer looked especially gaunt at first glance.

His progress in club activities was also significant. Though he couldn't yet craft a bow from scratch by turning wood into one, maintaining finished bows was no longer a problem—just his proficiency still needed improvement.

Thanks to daily practice maintaining finished bows, Shuichi Kanda's arms had grown a bit of muscle.

Mm, one step closer to the small goal of pinning Kamuro Masumi to the ground with his own strength! Just imagining that scene gets him excited! Keep it up, Shuichi Kanda!

Then, Shuichi Kanda faced the duty of a student: the classroom quiz.

"Quiet down—today I need you to take class a little seriously."

"What's going on—? Little Saeki-sensei?"

After a month together, Chabashira-sensei's authority had crumbled. Someone was already calling her by a diminutive nickname. Was she usually too approachable?

Did that mean she wasn't far from becoming a doll anyone could dress up?

A cool OL woman wearing clothes that didn't match her age or status, her usually expressionless face showing humiliated shyness! He wanted to see that!

What words! What words were these!?

This wasn't an 18+ novel!

"Because it's the end of the month, there'll be a small test. Pass these back."

Then, the cool female teacher handed stacks of test papers to the first person in each row, and they passed them back one by one.

Soon, Shuichi Kanda faced his first exam in this world.

A small test, as the name implied, was a mini exam. Normally, each subject would have its own hundred-point test, but here, everything was consolidated into one sheet.

Five main subjects, each with a few questions, totaling 100 points.

"Eh? I never heard about a test. That's sneaky."

Huh? As a student, taking exams was perfectly normal, wasn't it?

Even if it were once a week instead of once a month, Shuichi Kanda would find it reasonable.

"This test will only be used as a future reference and won't appear on your report card, so there's no risk. Don't worry. But even so, cheating is strictly prohibited, of course."

Naturally. Cheating on an exam—was that just fooling yourself?

The five subjects were Japanese, Math, English, Science, and Social Studies.

After a quick glance at the questions, Shuichi Kanda had a general idea.

First, Japanese and English. In his previous life, these language subjects had been tough for Shuichi Kanda. But now, he'd eaten the Translation Konjac.

Not only did it work on spoken language, but it also handled written comprehension with ease. A mere language subject was a piece of cake.

Next was math. It had been a long time since I'd worked through problems, but the logic should be the same, and with a month of studying behind me, it was no issue.

Science—covering biology, physics, chemistry, and the like—was called integrated science back in Japan. Simple enough.

Finally, social studies—covering history, geography, politics, and economics. But for Shuichi Kanda, this was a major headache.

He'd only ever looked at textbooks from high school onward; he hadn't touched anything from before that. And with how packed his life had been lately, it never even occurred to him to cram for this subject.

As it happened, none of the material here was covered in what he'd learned in high school.

Still, even without studying it, the textbooks had at least some hints scattered through them.

It was all multiple choice anyway—just pick the option that seemed close enough and fill it in.

And Chabashira, like most teachers, kept pacing around during the exam.

Hey!

Stop pacing!

I know you're hinting at something!

So I slacked off for a month—is it that big a deal? Fine, I'll have Hirata pay you back the points.

Chabashira frowned as she watched Shuichi work through the questions.

She couldn't imagine how someone who had mastered Japanese, math, English, and science so thoroughly could stumble so badly on social studies.

The exam period passed quickly, and as soon as class ended, Shuichi flopped his head onto the desk.

"As expected, what you don't know, you just don't know. Social studies—why does such a pointless subject even exist?"

"Huh? You're not good at the humanities either, Shuichi?"

Miyake, sitting in front, immediately turned around and picked up the conversation.

"How should I put it... I'm pretty confident in Japanese and English, but social studies? No way."