Classroom of the Mediocre Supremacist

Even though he was hostile toward me, I couldn't help but feel admiration for him.

He was still just as formidable as ever!!

But just before I completely lost consciousness, he let go.

The agony of oxygen deprivation made me cough incessantly, and he climbed off me, sitting on the bed lost in thought.

Then, at that moment, the door to the room swung open—it was my [companions].

Earlier, they'd asked for a key card to my room, and to strengthen our group cohesion, I'd agreed to their request to [get another one made]... I never expected them to stab me in the back like this.

This was a rare opportunity I'd painstakingly secured to be alone with Hoshino-kun—were you all trying to interrupt me?

I could almost foresee the scene: Hoshino-kun threatening me with my past to keep what just happened a secret, then handing me over to them.

Yet, that's not what happened—Hoshino-kun seemed lost in thought, not reacting immediately; they took one look at the situation inside the room and promptly withdrew.

Matsushita, Sato, Mori—you're my best friends!

The door closed again. After that, I confessed to him honestly, and he revealed his true feelings in return: he didn't trust me.

Because he didn't trust me, he had no sense of security, and that's why he'd turned his sharp edges toward me.

Then, I'd just have to give him that sense of security.

Right in front of him, I shed the restraints on my body, exposing myself completely to his gaze.

"Take embarrassing photos of me, use them to threaten me, and combine that with the hidden past of mine you already know—shouldn't that be enough to give you a [sense of security] about me?"

"With my [dark history] in your hands, I'll never be able to escape your grasp, never be able to betray you... treat me as your most convenient tool!"

But even after I said that, he still couldn't believe me.

He thought I was trying to lure him into making a mistake so I could gather evidence to threaten him.

So he knocked me to the floor and started searching my room for any hidden electronic devices.

But how could he find something that didn't exist?

He found nothing, and finally turned his gaze back to me.

From the look on his face, he was suspecting I'd hidden an electronic device on my body?

But I was barely wearing any clothes—where could I possibly hide anything?

He went past my clothes and thoroughly checked every inch of my body, inside and out, yet still found nothing of what he'd expected.

Watching him look so adorably bewildered only made me more captivated.

Ah~ How could someone be this endearingly cute?

He'd personally proven that I had no ulterior motives, so I seized the chance to ask him again, hoping for a sincere response.

But still, he didn't believe me.

I could understand that—after doing what he did to me, he couldn't imagine I'd still harbor affection for him after being treated that way.

But how could I make him believe that my [devotion] to him would never fade?

I tried offering myself to him, but he refused again—though in the end, he did take embarrassing videos and photos of me, which I suppose counts as a tiny shred of trust, right?

And besides, being able to cuddle and act spoiled in Hoshino-kun's arms was already more than enough for me.

After seeing off Matsushita and the others, who'd come in to gawk, I wrapped myself in my futon and squirmed with excitement.

Hehe~

＃New Information—Changes Detected:

[Name: Karuizawa Kei] [Class: Class 1-D] [Birthday: March 8] [Academic Ability: C-] [Intelligence: C] [Judgment: B-] [Physical Ability: C-] [Teamwork: D-] [Appearance: Blonde hair, usually tied in a high ponytail; violet eyes—because they match her beloved's, she's very satisfied with them; a gyaru-style protective coloration, but since it's a rare and special trait, she's equally satisfied; measurements: B:76C, W:54, H:77.] [Family Situation: One father, one mother; not a blended family; only child.] [Past Experience 1: Father didn't dote, mother didn't love, but as an only child, there's currently no risk of jealousy or scheming from siblings.] [Past Experience 2: Due to elementary school experiences, she has negative feelings toward her parents and has considered running away from home.] [Past Experience 3: Her parents, who were completely unaware of this (outsiders widely speculated they knew but did nothing), faced criticism from colleagues and neighbors; they blamed it all on young Karuizawa Kei. Having escaped that hell and found her direction in life, she resolved to distance herself from those parents—graduating safely from Kodo Ikusei is the first step.]

First Semester of First Year : Chapter 33: Chapter 031—Strike, Bully, Lonely Ayanokoji

April 3rd. Hoshino En investigated the school's surveillance situation and discovered that, aside from the area behind the Special Building, the edge of the small forest outside the dormitory area, and the railing overlooking Tokyo across the sea, were also blind spots for the cameras.

Staring at Tokyo, which didn't look all that far away from across the water, Hoshino En suddenly had a thought: "Can I just swim over there?"

With his physical abilities, swimming that distance wasn't too difficult, but the problem was that he hadn't specifically trained in swimming and wasn't very skilled at it; an accident could happen midway.

To be precise, he had never learned to swim—he'd only seen others do it.

Hmm, he wondered if there would be swimming classes this semester, or if he should join the swimming club to gain permission to use the pool during his free time.

For now, he'd wait and see.

April 4th. After discovering that even committing rule violations wouldn't result in punishment from the teachers, the students in the class began to grow restless.

"Just once, just try it once, what if the cameras didn't catch it?"

Many harbored this mindset, starting to subtly test the boundaries of the rules, and gradually their behavior escalated.

Hirata noticed this situation, and although he intended to stop it, for the sake of class harmony, he ultimately compromised.

Hoshino En: "..."

Where was the "harmony" in this false peace, forcibly glued together, with other classes having to cater to the ruling class!?

Kushida Kikyo also noticed this, but to protect her reputation, she chose to keep her mouth shut this time.

However, when she later came to Hoshino En's room to curse, she wasn't quiet at all.

To prevent her voice from scaring his "good son" next door, Hoshino En shoved her into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"The sound of water can mask your cursing, and there are pipes and walls here, so you can go all out."

"If you ever want to vent, come to me, I'll keep watch. Don't go to places on campus without surveillance coverage alone; if you can find those spots, others can too. Don't end up being blackmailed with recordings or videos again."

Unfortunately, his well-intentioned advice only earned him even more merciless cursing from Kushida Kikyo.

Right in front of Hoshino En, she spent another two or three hours viciously cursing him out.

"That Hoshino En guy is such a blabbermouth! Do I look like some kind of total idiot to him!?"

"I'm so done with him! Does he really think every woman would fall for his act? What a disgusting, lowlife man!!"

Hoshino En: "..."

He felt like his words had only made a bigger impact on Kushida.

Also, that last comment should be directed at Yamauchi and Ike—only little boys ruled by their lower halves would have fantasies like that. As a sigma male, he had always kept his distance from women.

Oh, right, today he also went around challenging most of the major martial arts clubs. The Class D name was really useful, and with the excuse of "pooling money with classmates to gamble, so the principal was 300,000," his initial drop rate was high.

Too bad he didn't have Sakayanagi's taunt bonus; he earned a lot less. Adding up four or five clubs, he only got 3.92 million.

This method of harvesting points was only usable at the start of the semester. Where else would he find such a lucrative way to drain points?

April 5th. Hoshino En received a message from a cute girl in Class C.

Shiina Hiyori: [Hoshino-kun, you haven't come to the library these past few days. Are you tired of me?]

Hoshino En: "..."

He felt like she would show up at Class D in person to "get real" with him any second now.

To avoid a situation that would cause him massive trouble, Hoshino En decided to go to the library to comfort Shiina Hiyori.

Then, he once again fell under the spell of her pure whiteness, his body involuntarily staying with hers until evening.

Even though they were just reading books and did nothing out of line at all, Hoshino En inexplicably felt a twinge of guilt.

Sorry, yesterday's me—today's me really couldn't control himself. Shiina was too powerful.

Also, today the Student Council rewards came through: 300,000 Private Points. Apparently, that electronics store clerk had been handed over to the police on charges of public indecency.

He really wanted Kiyotaka to see this: this was the future of Yamauchi and Ike.

April 6th. Nothing unexpected happened today. The students in the class had gotten used to fooling around during lessons, and even the "honor students" who had complaints had given up pursuing the matter under Hirata's appeasement.

But the boys in the class seemed very active—or to be more precise, "desperate" was a better word.

The reason was today's scheduled physical education class.

And there was already solid news: the first PE class of the first semester wasn't an ordinary one—it was the pinnacle of PE classes: swimming class.

Although this aligned with Hoshino En's expectations, he still had doubts: the weather wasn't hot right now, so why hold such a class at this time?

Could it be that there was something coming up that required students to know how to swim?

Hoshino En wasn't sure, but that didn't stop him from staying alert about it.

"I'm telling you, the biggest one has to be Sakura!"

"No way, I think Hasebe's is more impressive."

During break, Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji were openly discussing the girls' bust sizes, completely ignoring the fierce glares from the subjects of their conversation.

And they still wanted girlfriends? These two had zero self-awareness.

"Hey, Hoshino, what do you think?"

Thanks to Yamauchi Haruki's shout, the boys all turned to look at Hoshino En, sitting in the corner. The girls being discussed also shot him a fierce—no, "fierce" was the only word for it—glare.

Don't drag me into this! And Hasebe, your stare is way too scary.

Hoshino En thought to himself, then casually turned to look at the one who'd spoken.

"Openly discussing a woman's body in class—are you a monkey in heat?"

His words instantly killed the heated discussion among the boys. The sudden silence from the male group drew the girls' attention, and they turned to look from their seats.

"What... what do you mean by that? Don't you feel the same way?" Yamauchi Haruki hadn't expected Hoshino En to say something like that. Someone as friendless as him, at the bottom of the class, shouldn't he be nodding along with them?

"Hmm... I won't deny it. I'm in puberty too, so being curious about the opposite sex is instinct."

As he spoke, Hoshino En swept his gaze across the classroom. Most of the students were now watching him.

The boys looked confused, as if puzzled by his seemingly contradictory statements. The girls, however, stared at him with obvious disgust—especially Kushida Kikyo.

Don't let your guard down just because no one's looking at you, comrade.

But Karuizawa, what's your deal? Why are your eyes lighting up?

"And honestly, in terms of looks, Class D's girls far surpass the other classes. I do have those urges."

Hoshino En threw them a small compliment.

If he was going to offend the boys, he couldn't afford to offend the girls too. Hoshino En didn't want enemies on all sides.

Sure enough, at that, some of the girls broke into pleased smiles. After all, who doesn't like hearing praise?

"Then you—"

"A gentleman judges deeds, not thoughts. It's fine to imagine things, but saying it out loud to their faces? Did you ever consider how they'd feel? Bully!"

Hoshino En directly labeled Yamauchi's behavior.

The moment he said that, Hirata, who had been chatting with the girls, immediately looked over. The girls who had been watching now turned their disgusted gazes toward the group led by Yamauchi Haruki—the "dirty talk" clique.

Compared to them, what Hoshino had said earlier seemed far more straightforward. At least he hadn't done anything truly repulsive.