The Supremacy Classroom Backed by Black Technology Chapter 2

"Next stop, Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School. Passengers alighting..."

As the onboard announcement echoed, many students in identical uniforms began gathering their luggage and shuffling toward the rear doors. Shuichi Kanda was no exception.

Gazing at the Advanced Nurturing School before him, Shuichi Kanda tightened the bag slung over his back and walked toward the black stone gate.

Due to his frail constitution, by the time Shuichi Kanda reached the classroom, most of the other students had already taken their seats.

Glancing around briefly, Shuichi Kanda spotted a familiar face—the female classmate who had wanted him to give up his seat on the bus. She was now chatting with a few girls and didn't seem to notice his arrival.

Beyond that, the students in this class were quite distinctive: a pair of idiots loudly telling crude jokes at the door, an ice-cold beauty quietly reading a book, a poker-faced weirdo observing the entire class, a blond guy trimming his nails...

But among these oddballs, there were still normal people. For instance, one student practically radiated a warm atmosphere just by standing there—a textbook sunny, cheerful boy.

Following the seat assignments, Shuichi Kanda found his spot. After setting his bag aside, he pulled a tissue from it and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

Even that short walk had left him feeling tired. This body still wasn't up to par.

It seemed the next period of time would have to be spent gradually working on building up his strength. He just wondered if this school had a gym.

Chapter 3: Points Represent Evaluation

After sitting down, Shuichi Kanda once again pulled out the brochure that had been sent along with his acceptance letter.

This school publicly advertised that living expenses and tuition were unnecessary—as long as you successfully enrolled, your future was guaranteed. After all, their selling point was a 100% advancement and employment rate.

Shuichi Kanda had initially believed this claim, but after arriving in this class and seeing those idiots, doubt immediately crept in. That was why he'd taken out the brochure to double-check.

Even so, he couldn't find anything suspicious in the brochure.

"May I interrupt? I'm Yosuke Hirata. I'd like to suggest we all introduce ourselves, so we can get along quickly and become friends."

That popular-looking boy, who seemed to radiate a pleasant aura, drew the class's attention to himself with just a few words.

So his name was Yosuke Hirata.

"Next up is me! My name is Kikyo Kushida. My goal is to become friends with everyone here. I want to create lots of memories, so please feel free to come talk to me!"

Hmph. That was the girl who had forced him to give up his seat. Not a good person.

The initiator of the self-introductions and the first person to speak were always easy to remember, while those who followed left less of an impression.

As the introductions continued, Shuichi Kanda learned the names of the people he'd been watching. For example, the two idiots: one was Kanji Ike, and the other was Haruki Yamauchi.

One of them had even been a national-level baseball player in middle school! That was incredible—truly a hidden talent. That idiot act must have been a disguise!

Shuichi Kanda silently gave him a thumbs-up in his heart. He really envied people with such good physical constitutions.

Clearly, Shuichi Kanda had no idea that middle schoolers couldn't possibly make it to the national tournament.

The self-introductions continued, and Shuichi Kanda soon learned the names of the two distinctive students in the back row. The handsome poker-faced guy was Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, and the cold beauty was Suzune Horikita.

Soon, it was Shuichi Kanda's turn. Mimicking Horikita Suzune's style, he uttered a single name: "Shuichi Kanda."

Don't mistake it for aloofness—he was simply too tired to say another word.

After that, silence fell. Two consecutive minimalist introductions threatened to create an awkward lull, but fortunately, the atmosphere was quickly broken.

When the bell marking the start of the school term rang, a woman in an office lady suit walked into the classroom. Her black jacket was paired with a white shirt, and her long legs, sheathed in black pantyhose, were quite shapely—probably enough to satisfy anyone with particular tastes.

The simple outfit, combined with her cold expression, exuded a unique aura that was evident at a glance.

She was clearly an adult, completely different from the greenness of ordinary students. He wondered if she was married. If she also had a ryona attribute, she might be even more distinctive.

The more aloof and beautiful a woman like this was, the more one wanted to... dress her up thoroughly.

Seeing her, Shuichi Kanda thought: this school wasn't bad. Not only the students, but even the teachers were easy on the eyes.

Not just this teacher—even the students in the class were quite attractive. While some were average-looking, upon closer inspection, none were truly hard to look at.

Could appearance be one of the criteria for this school's admissions? (Author's note: It seems Shuichi Kanda has a high tolerance for looks.)

Stepping onto the podium, the woman scanned the students who still hadn't quieted down. A flicker of barely perceptible disappointment crossed her eyes before she began her introduction.

"Hmm? New students, I am Chabashira Sae, the homeroom teacher for Class D. This is my contact information. You can save it in your phones."

With that, Chabashira Sae turned around and wrote her phone number on the blackboard behind her, all while continuing to explain the school's basic rules.

"This school does not reassign classes or change homeroom teachers. So for the next three years, I will be your teacher."

Meaning these people would be his classmates for the foreseeable future?

Involuntarily, Shuichi Kanda began to worry about his second go at high school life.

"This school operates on a full boarding system. Until you graduate, all students are required to live on campus. During that time, except under special circumstances, contact with the outside world is prohibited..."

Chabashira Sae continued reading from the brochure. Most students in the class were prepared for this, though a few still muttered complaints. Those people probably hadn't even glanced at the school materials sent with their acceptance letters.

Shuichi Kanda, on the other hand, was perfectly fine with this—in fact, he welcomed it. He didn't want to face the Kanda family on weekends or holidays.

They didn't seem like bad people, but the less contact, the better.

As Chabashira Sae continued her introduction, Shuichi Kanda came to understand that the school's grounds were essentially a small city.

Covering 600,000 square meters, the campus included facilities like a karaoke bar, movie theater, café, clothing store, supermarket, cafeteria, and more.

"Now, open your phones and launch the built-in app—your student ID. You can check your basic information there."

Following Chabashira's instructions, most of the class, including Shuichi Kanda, silently opened their phones, accessed the student ID app, and viewed their own data.

Student ID: S01T004815

Name: Shuichi Kanda

Date of Birth: February 1st

Affiliation: Advanced Nurturing High School

Basic enough.

And below the student ID card, there was a line that read: Private Points: 100,000 ppt.

"You can check the Private Points column. The points listed there are the currency of this school. You need these points to purchase things. One Private Point has a purchasing value equivalent to one yen."

100,000 Private Points meant 100,000 yen. Not knowing much about Japanese prices, Shuichi Kanda couldn't tell if that was a lot or a little, but judging by the excited expressions of most students in the class, it was probably no small sum.

After briefly explaining how to use them, Chabashira Sae dropped another bombshell—points would be automatically deposited on the first of every month.

"Surprised by the huge amount of points? This school evaluates students based on their ability. Being admitted here means you have considerable value. The points represent the school's assessment of you. Don't hold back—use them freely. In this school, there's nothing points can't buy."

For some reason, Shuichi Kanda felt that Chabashira Sae's last two sentences carried a hint of malice. And he vaguely sensed that there should be an important piece of information hidden in her words.

Chapter 4: Like I Said, Points Are Deposited on the First of Every Month

After waiting for the students to calm down a bit, Chabashira Sae put away her phone.

"That's the gist of it. A few of you come with me to pick up your first-year textbooks. As for dormitories, go to the first-year apartment building and ask the dorm manager for your room key.

For those who don't know where the apartment building is, your phones have a built-in GPS. You can check the school map and your current location at any time."

Points represent the school's assessment of you.

In this school, there's nothing points can't buy.

Even though she thought she'd hinted at it so clearly, none of these students had caught on yet? She'd even deliberately waited a while.

As she left, there was disappointment in Chabashira Sae's eyes. Would she have to wait for the next batch of students?

Shuichi Kanda naturally didn't notice Chabashira Sae's disappointment. He wasn't some kind of god, and he hadn't even been looking her way.

After she finished speaking, Shuichi Kanda had been fiddling with the school-issued phone. Besides the student card, it also provided a platform for students to communicate—the Campus Forum.

Seeing this gave him a sense of déjà vu, like browsing a university forum in his past life.

But the difference was that this forum required real-name authentication, and its active members seemed to be limited to people within the school itself.

For example, students, teachers, staff from the Shopping Street, and so on.

By scrolling through past posts, Shuichi Kanda quickly noticed that the times people posted were very concentrated.

If he plotted those times on a graph, he found they mostly fell on weekends and after school or before school on weekdays. During class hours, very few people seemed to be chatting.

Did that mean everyone was a good student who didn't use their phones in class? Shuichi Kanda didn't think so. Some people's stupidity was written all over their faces—there was no way they'd obediently follow the rules and pay attention in class.

At least in his past life, he couldn't have done that. Back then, during his three years of high school, he was practically glued to his phone unless the battery died.

After browsing the forum for a while, Shuichi Kanda found what he was looking for—the Gym in Keyaki Mall.

No matter what, Shuichi Kanda felt the top priority was to get his body back in shape. If he got 100,000 points every month, it should be enough.

But was it really 100,000 Private Points every month? What if it suddenly stopped next month? No, he had to figure this out!

This question popped into Shuichi Kanda's mind, and just as Chabashira Sae was about to leave the classroom, he called out loudly.

"Chabashira-sensei, wait! Is it true that 100,000 Private Points will be deposited on the first of every month?"

As for why he didn't chase after her—simple. With his current frail body, he probably couldn't catch up.

Chabashira Sae, who had been about to step out of the classroom, couldn't help but stop at Shuichi Kanda's words. The look she turned back with was somewhat surprised.

"Didn't sensei just make it clear? Points are deposited on the first of every month. You were staring at your phone the whole time and weren't listening to sensei at all, were you?"

Before Chabashira Sae could even speak, Ike Kanji jumped in, as if he were scolding Shuichi Kanda.

What the hell, some useless teammate? Shuichi Kanda felt a surge of irritation.

"Did I ask you? Can't you just shut up and listen? Or are you trying to show off your presence and get first pick in the class's dating pool?" Shooting him a glance, Shuichi Kanda's casual jab made Ike Kanji completely lose his composure.

"Pfft!"

"Hahaha..."

Mocked by the other students in the class, Ike Kanji's face turned like a boiled crab—white with a flush of red.

"What did you say?"

"Quiet!"

Seeing that an unpleasant incident was about to break out in the class, Chabashira Sae immediately spoke up to stop it.

As it turned out, even on this first day of meeting their homeroom teacher, she still held some authority over these newly enrolled students.

"I already said that points will be deposited on the first of every month." Chabashira Sae repeated her earlier words calmly.

"So what I'm asking is, will 100,000 Private Points be deposited on the first of every month?"

Shuichi Kanda didn't back down. Even without knowing the prices, he roughly understood that to get long-term access to gym equipment and personal trainer guidance, 100,000 points wouldn't be nearly enough.

If 100,000 Private Points were deposited normally next month, then there wouldn't be any problem.

But if he didn't have ten thousand points by then, and he happened to have spent them all—well, that would be a different story.

At the very least, until he figured things out, he absolutely couldn't squander the ten thousand Private Points just handed out this time.

If his worries turned out to be true, he'd have to rework his plan for recovering his body.

The conversation between teacher and student sounded similar enough, but the emphasis was different. Chabashira Sae stressed that the points would be distributed on the first, while Shuichi Kanda wanted to know whether it was actually ten thousand points.

One emphasized the timing; the other emphasized the amount. To the average listener, there was no difference, but the sharp-eyed had already spotted the problem.

Watching the pale-faced boy staring at her, Chabashira Sae felt a faint stir of excitement in her heart. Could this be the turning point?

Even so, Chabashira Sae had no intention of telling him the truth—or rather, she couldn't.

"What's your name?"

After a moment of slight speechlessness, Shuichi Kanda introduced himself again, simply: "Shuichi Kanda."

Shuichi Kanda. His face was a little pale, his build somewhat thin. Based on Chabashira Sae's years of experience reading people, if he put on some weight in his face and dressed up a bit, at least in terms of looks, he wouldn't lose to the famous host boys of Ginza.

Still, this kid probably had some kind of illness—his body, as if a gust of wind could knock him over, was proof enough. But that couldn't hide his rather striking eyes.

"Sorry, but I can't answer your question."

In other words, she couldn't guarantee it?

But Shuichi Kanda wasn't about to let her off that easily.

"Why? You're the teacher, I'm the student. If you can't answer a student's question, then what's the point of your position as a teacher?"

"I can't do it because I can't. That's the rule. If you want to know the answer to that question, it's not impossible..."