When she had first enrolled, she had still been a newbie, but she knew that being assigned only 100,000 points right away could not be a good thing.
Then, thanks to Hōsen from her year constantly courting disaster, she seemed to learn the true nature of this school ahead of time.
And then—
How despairing.
She had been assigned to Class C, a lower-ranked class. In other words, that was all the school thought she was worth.
Iroha, who had always believed she was somewhat different from ordinary girls, felt rather depressed.
Back in middle school, after falling out with those girls, she had studied desperately. She knew she had talent, and with how hard she worked, she should have been able to leave them far behind.
Yet some of those annoying girls had ended up assigned to the same class as her.
So, naturally, she was depressed.
The shopping trip soon came to an end. They had bought what they needed, so all that remained was to check out, carry their purchases, and return to their respective dorms.
"Well then, I'm heading this way. See you." Iroha Isshiki parted ways with Hachiman and the others near the student dormitories.
For ease of management, the school did not make students change dorms or classrooms just because they had advanced to the next grade.
Thus, Hachiman's and Horikita's dorms had remained the same all along.
Iroha's dorm building was closer, so she arrived quickly. Hachiman and Horikita continued onward.
If students had an ordinary relationship but still wanted to maintain it, this would have been the time to chat and look for topics to discuss.
But Hachiman and Horikita were different.
They had spent so much time together that they did not need that step. They could simply walk forward; even