The Power-Based Supremacy Classroom Backed by Black Technology Chapter 32

Seeing Kanda, Kushida quickly came over to greet him and then told him what had happened earlier.

The reason was actually quite simple: while Ike was memorizing history facts, some Class C students nearby mocked him, saying they didn't even know the exam scope.

Hearing this, Shuichi Kanda immediately understood—that damn Chabashira teacher was still stirring up trouble, wasn't she!?

"Thanks, Ichinose."

"No need to be polite, Kanda. It's only right as a user of the library." With that, Ichinose left.

Since they had met before, when Hoshinomiya-sensei had specifically introduced them, the two weren't complete strangers.

"Let's go. Looks like today's study session is off."

"Are you saying the exam scope we were told is really wrong?" Horikita found it hard to believe—Chabashira-sensei had personally stated it in class.

"Isn't it simple enough to find out by asking directly?"

Shuichi Kanda didn't explain further; that would only be exhausting.

This midterm wasn't a test of students' academic ability at all. It was designed to make students figure out a way to pass.

Students like Sudo weren't rare in this school; even other classes had one or two with poor academics.

After an easy first month, trying to pull all these people's scores above average in just the third week was absolutely a very difficult task.

But on May 1st, Chabashira-sensei had said: "You have three weeks until the midterm. Think carefully, and avoid expulsion. I believe there is a way to avoid failing and survive the exam."

She clearly didn't think Sudo, who scored 12 points, could raise his grades above average in just three weeks, yet she still said it.

So there really was a method that even Sudo could use to pass the exam.

Combining that with Hashibata-senpai's words at the Archery Club, Shuichi Kanda thought of a possibility.

"Horikita, leave confirming the exam scope to you. I have something to take care of."

With that, he turned and walked out of the teaching building.

Watching Shuichi Kanda's back, Horikita frowned, then began packing up before leading the group toward the faculty office.

Meanwhile, Shuichi Kanda headed straight to the third-year teaching building.

When they saw Shuichi Kanda, the third-year students were a bit surprised—it was rare for a lowerclassman to come here.

Shuichi Kanda also spotted the score rankings in the lobby on the first floor of the third-year building.

Class 3-A: 1959 points, Class 3-B: 1510 points, Class 3-C: 630 points, Class 3-D: 301 points.

Honestly, this was too extreme. While the gap between Class A and Class B didn't seem that big, Class C and Class D below had no competitiveness left, especially Class D—most of them were probably lying down and waiting to die.

But Horikita Manabu was really impressive; his impression of him back then was spot on.

After all, it's easy to conquer territory but hard to hold it. Staying in the Class A seat probably wasn't as simple as it seemed—it's lonely at the top.

Arriving at the Class 3-A classroom, before Shuichi Kanda could speak, a somewhat familiar voice rang out beside him.

"You're a first-year, right? What are you doing at the third-year classroom?"

Horikita Manabu appeared right in front of Shuichi Kanda, followed by the bun-haired little secretary named Akane Tachibana.

"Hello, Horikita-senpai. I'm Shuichi Kanda from Class 1-D. I'm here to see the Archery Club captain, Sato Ken-senpai, about something."

Shuichi Kanda.

Horikita Manabu's expression turned slightly serious—so this was the guy who had screwed over the first-year Class A?

"Tachibana, go call Sato."

"Yes, President."

Tachibana behind him also gave the thin, frail-looking boy a curious glance before stepping into the classroom.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Horikita-senpai?" Shuichi Kanda looked confused.

"The library incident."

"Oh, that. I don't know about that. Besides, didn't Horikita-senpai already pass judgment?" Shuichi Kanda replied with a smile.

"Who's looking for me?"

Just then, Sato Ken walked out of the classroom.

"Huh? Manabu, you know this kid Kanda?"

From the way he spoke, Sato Ken seemed to be on good terms with Horikita Manabu.

"I handled his case." Horikita Manabu adjusted his glasses. "You two talk. I'm going in."

"Oh, right, Manabu mentioning it reminded me—you're really something, dragging Class A down like that." Sato Ken praised him sincerely.

"I'm the victim here, you know."

Shuichi Kanda gave a helpless smile, insisting he was truly innocent.

Chapter 55: The Archaeology Exam

After that teasing remark, Sato Ken glanced around.

"By the way, did you come alone? Miyake didn't come?"

"Yeah, I mainly came to ask about our first-year midterms." As for why he didn't go to Hashihira, it was really because that girl had zero social awareness—if he could avoid her, he would.

"Oh? You figured it out?"

"It's the archaeology exam, isn't it?"

Sato nodded appreciatively.

"That's right, exactly. But we second- and third-years can't just hand it over for free, even if you're an important junior in our Archery Club."

So that's how it is. A school rule?

Shuichi Kanda nodded. "Then, how many points will it cost me?"

"At least thirty thousand Private Points!"

Thirty thousand. For an average first-year student, that was no small sum.

"In that case, I'll buy it."

"Oh? Didn't expect you to have that many points." Sato shot Kanda a surprised look.

"Then come by the Archery Club after school today. I'll have Hashihira prepare everything."

Sato, who had originally considered giving Shuichi Kanda a discount, immediately scrapped that idea.

"Wait! Why does it have to be Hashihira-senpai?"

It was precisely to avoid that girl knowing about this that Shuichi Kanda had come all the way to the third-year classroom. And now he had to get it from her anyway?

"She's got her own circumstances, you know. And she's pretty short on points. If you want to know why, ask her yourself."

Sato Ken chose not to tell him the truth.

"Time's about up. If you don't head back, you might be late."

No help for it. This guy was a riddle-talker too.

"Then I'll take my leave. Oh, and please tell Hashihira-senpai to bring the first quiz papers from after enrollment as well."

"Got it, got it. Hurry back now. You're really going to be late."

After Shuichi Kanda left, Sato Ken shook his head and returned to his classroom.

"This year's Class 1-D is something else."

"What's the matter?" Horikita Manabu, sitting in his seat, asked curiously upon hearing his words.

"That guy actually thought of the archaeology exam."

"I see. How interesting."

Leaving the third-year school building, Shuichi Kanda hurried back to his classroom. When he got there, he saw that Horikita and the others didn't look too good.

It seemed that bitch Chabashira hadn't let him down—the exam scope she'd given was completely wrong.

Just as Shuichi Kanda sat down, the first afternoon class began. Even though he had things to say, he had to focus on the lesson first.

The fifty minutes of the first class passed agonizingly slowly.

As soon as the bell rang, Kushida called Hirata over and they immediately gathered around Horikita.

"Horikita-kun, I heard you reconfirmed the history exam scope with Chabashira-sensei at lunch. How did it go?"

Hirata didn't waste any words, cutting straight to the point.

"Unfortunately, the newly given exam scope is completely different from the one we had before."

As she said this, Horikita's expression was grim. Her small hand on the desk was clenched tightly, the veins on the back visible, as if she were gripping that detestable Chabashira-sensei in her palm.

"Is she even fit to be a teacher!?"

Sudo, who had come over at some point, was filled with anger and resentment. The situation was already bad enough, and now someone suddenly tells you, oh by the way, everything you studied has nothing to do with this exam.

That kind of twist was far worse than adding insult to injury—that would be fate's doing. But this situation was entirely caused by Class 1-D's homeroom teacher, Chabashira Sae.

"Thinking about it now won't help. We need to inform everyone in the class as soon as possible. Hirata, can you handle it?" Shuichi Kanda shook his head. He suspected Chabashira did this to get back at him for letting Class D's points drop to zero.

"Of course. I'll tell everyone at today's after-school study session." Hirata gave his word, but he didn't plan to say anything now—it would be useless and only ruin everyone's mood for the next class.

"I'll condense the new exam scope even further."

Horikita's voice betrayed her anxiety, but at least she managed to stay calm.

"Horikita. I know this is hard on you, but I'm counting on you."

Sudo bowed to Horikita as he spoke.

"I... I'll suspend my club activities for a week starting tomorrow. That should help, right?"

"Are you really okay with this? It's going to be tough."

"Studying's always tough, right?" Sudo smiled slightly, acting very mature.

"Sudo, are you serious?"

"Yeah. Right now, I'm seriously pissed off at both Chabashira-sensei and that whole Class C bunch."

Just like that, in a few short minutes, the tone for the remaining week was set.

"I'll think about looking into other methods." Shuichi Kanda didn't directly mention anything about the archaeology exam questions; he felt it was good enough to keep Sudo and the others in this motivated study state for a week.

After school, Shuichi Kanda packed his bag and was about to leave the classroom for his club activities.

"Wait a moment, Kanda-kun."

Just as he stepped out of the classroom, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji caught up from behind.

"Something wrong, Ayanokoji?"

"You're going to look for the archaeology exam questions, aren't you?"

This guy really wasn't ordinary. Kanda himself had only thought of it thanks to a senior's hint in his club, yet this guy figured it out from just Chabashira-sensei's few words and actions.

"So you thought of it too."

"Uh, Horikita told me."

The hell she did. If she could think of that, she wouldn't have been so frantic during the last class break.

Your knack for spouting lies on the spot is a match for mine.

Suddenly, Shuichi Kanda sighed, then hooked his arm around Ayanokoji's shoulder.

"You don't need to put on an act in front of me. I'm not Horikita. Do I look like an idiot to you?"