Hachiman's Meritocracy Classroom Chapter 2

Informing them of his identity.

Chapter 002 Sae Chabashira: Then You Truly Are a Little Cutie

"I am the homeroom teacher for Class D, Sae Chabashira, and this is my phone number. You can memorize it."

The lady, no, Sae Chabashira introduced herself.

She was the class advisor.

"The homeroom teacher will not change for this class."

"For the next three years, I will be your homeroom teacher."

With that said, the homeroom teacher picked up chalk and wrote down a string of phone numbers.

However.

"This school has a special system. Until you graduate, all students are required to live in dormitories..." the homeroom teacher continued.

"Eh..."

But this news exploded in the classroom.

Because.

"W-why three years!"

"And boarding? I didn't bring anything. Not even a change of clothes."

"What about food? What about meals?"

The students appeared restless.

But wasn't the tuition and living expenses being free announced from the beginning?

Hachiman found it a bit strange. Why were his classmates only surprised now? Did they not read the admission brochure?

Moreover.

Hachiman didn't see anything wrong with it.

Because the conditions provided by the school were too generous, it would truly be problematic if there weren't some requirements.

It's just.

Is a three-year full boarding system all that's needed?

He felt like this condition didn't match the preferential treatment the school was giving.

Hachiman pondered.

Meanwhile, the aloof homeroom teacher ignored the students' words and continued her introduction, exuding an air of low motivation.

"Now, turn on your phones. Inside, there's a student ID that records your basic information."

As she said this, the students had no choice but to take out their phones.

Following the rules, they clicked on their student IDs.

Their information was displayed on it.

Hachiman also looked at his basic interface.

[Name: Hachiman Hikigaya

Class: First-year Class D

Student ID: 108510000

Private Points: 100,000]

It was indeed basic information, with very little detail.

Then, Sae held up her phone and said, "You can check the Private Points section. The points displayed there are a high-tech extension of this school. You can think of it as a form of currency. You can spend it like money."

"And one Private Point is equivalent to one yen."

"Are you surprised by the enormous amount of points? This school measures students by their merit. Being able to enter this school means you have considerable value."

This meant that after waiving tuition, the school also provided living expenses.

However, he just didn't know if this 100,000 was for three years of living expenses or for a short period.

If it was provided every month, then things would get serious.

Because the treatment given to students was too generous. But the school was public, receiving government money.

The government would definitely not agree to such a handout.

So... did he really come to a place he shouldn't have?

Hachiman pondered.

However, apart from that, he gently raised his head to look at the phone held by the homeroom teacher, Sae.

Her phone, like the students', had a white casing and looked like a fruit phone.

However.

What was noteworthy was that her account had quite a lot of Private Points.

6.022 million.

Can teachers really earn that much?

Hachiman felt that this school was strange, inside and out.

"So, that's the specific content. You can spend points from your student ID within the school."

"The school is very thoughtful; your phones have GPS location installed, so you can check the school map anytime."

"And to make your third year of boarding less boring, we've also equipped it with living facilities, from small ones like regular restaurants and bubble tea shops to larger ones like movie theaters and bowling alleys, everything will be available."

"As long as you have the need, you can buy anything with points."

"After all..." Chabashira paused and said, "This is a school that values meritocracy."

Whether it was an illusion or not, Hachiman felt she had deliberately emphasized the words [Meritocracy].

But after introducing it like this, she scanned the students in the class.

And Hachiman noticed her gaze seemed to fall on him as well, but it moved away after just a second.

Then she continued.

"Next, I'll assign a few students to go to the academic affairs office to pick up textbooks. Classes officially start tomorrow at eight o'clock."

"I'll send the class schedule to your emails later."

"As for your accommodation, you can find the first-year apartments on the map and go to the dorm manager on the first floor to get your room cards."

"Everyone gets a single room."

These were the things a homeroom teacher needed to explain.

And it seemed she had finished speaking, as the homeroom teacher began to walk towards the front door of the classroom.

She doesn't seem like a teacher who likes to drag things out.

Just as she was about to leave the classroom, she looked back at the students who had become excited upon hearing that everyone would receive living expenses equivalent to 100,000 yen and that their accommodation would be single rooms. A hint of emptiness appeared in her eyes.

Because for her, this year would probably be the same; she would feel disappointed.

Because.

Meritocracy.

This was the emphasis she had deliberately put on the words.

However.

The students of this batch, the students of this class, none of them noticed.

She could hear the excited voices of the students behind her, thrilled by the school's preferential treatment.

However.

As one could imagine, with tuition waived and living expenses provided, where else could such a delicious lunch be found?

Because.

Free is the most expensive.

But not a single student would think about this.

Should I say, as expected of Class D?

The Class D that everyone evaluated as... trash.

So, the long-cherished wish would not be fulfilled this year either.

Thinking this, She walked forward in her high heels.

"Wait a moment, Teacher Chabashira!"

But at this moment, someone called out to her from behind and chased after her, jogging from the back door.

"What is it?"

Chabashira stopped and looked at the student who had caught up.

She thought there were no omissions in what she had just explained. But she was still so unmotivated today, so omissions were likely to occur.

"I'd like to ask something," the student said. "Will our student Private Accounts receive another 100,000 points next month?"

"Also, Teacher Chabashira, the 6 million points on your phone, was that given to you by the school this month, or have you accumulated it yourself? Since Private Points can be spent like cash in the school, can they be directly exchanged for cash?"

This student had quite a few questions.

However.

Oh?

It was like a still pond without ripples, suddenly disturbed by a thrown stone, and Sae Chabashira began to look over.

She carefully sized up the student who hadn't belonged to Class D from the very beginning.

ps: My favorite author went on hiatus, so I'm writing this myself. Please don't flame me, sob sob.

Chapter 003: This Guy Has a Sister Complex! Hachiman: Any problem? After all, my sister is cute!

Chabashira turned to size up the student who had followed her out.

He was a boy with delicate features, but his dead fish eyes ruined his looks.

However, in Chabashira's opinion, if the guy wore a pair of glasses, specifically black-rimmed ones, his charm would probably go up, up.

"So, what did you want to ask?" Chabashira said. "There are some things I cannot disclose."

"So it's like that, you've been ordered to keep quiet, teacher." But this student said, "But you also said in class just now that you can buy anything with points."

"Then can I use the points on my student ID to buy the answer to my question as well?"

Oh?

Chabashira felt that she could really stop and see what this student had to say.

Indeed.

She had said in class that points could buy anything.

So, even knowing the true nature of this school would be possible.

It's just that...

You brat can already apply it so flexibly?