Sae Chabashira: "Well, Aren't You a Little Cutie?" / This Guy's a Siscon! Hachiman: "What's Wrong with That? My Little Sister's Adorable!"

Revealing his identity.

Chabashira Sae: Then You Really Are a Little Cutie

"I'm the homeroom teacher of Class D, Sae Chabashira. This is my phone number. You can memorize it."

The woman—no, Sae Chabashira—introduced herself.

She was the class's homeroom teacher.

"The class will not get a new homeroom teacher."

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

As she spoke, the homeroom teacher picked up a piece of chalk and wrote down a string of numbers.

However.

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

"Eh..."

That news immediately exploded through the classroom.

Because—

"W-Why three years?!"

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

"What about food? What are we supposed to do for meals?"

The students were visibly restless.

But hadn't they been informed from the start that tuition and living expenses would be waived?

Hachiman found it strange. Why were his classmates only surprised now? Did none of them read the admissions brochure?

Besides.

Hachiman did not think there was anything wrong with it.

The school provided such generous conditions that it would be stranger if there were no requirements attached.

Still.

Was three years of mandatory dormitory living really enough?

It did not seem like a condition that matched the benefits offered by the school.

Hachiman thought it over.

The aloof homeroom teacher, however, turned a deaf ear to the students' words and continued her introduction, radiating an air of utter listlessness.

"Turn on your phones. There is a student ID inside, which records your basic information."

With that, the students had no choice but to take out their phones.

They opened their student IDs as instructed.

Their personal information was displayed there.

Hachiman also looked at his own basic interface.

[Name: Hachiman Hikigaya

Class: First-year Class D

Student ID: 108510000

Private Points: 100,000]

It really was just basic information. There was not much listed.

Chabashira raised her own phone and said,

"You can check the Private Points section. The points shown there are an extension of this school's advanced technology. You can think of them as a form of currency. They can be spent like money."

"One Private Point equals one yen."

"Surprised by the huge number of points? This school evaluates students based on Meritocracy. Being admitted here means you possess considerable value."

In other words, after waiving tuition, the school also provided living expenses.

The only question was whether the 100,000 was meant to cover three years of living expenses or merely a short period.

If they received it every month, then this was a serious matter.

The treatment given to the students was simply too generous. Yet the school was public and funded by government money.

There was no way the government would approve of simply throwing money away like this.

So... had he really come to an extraordinary place?

Hachiman pondered.

Still, aside from that, he slightly raised his head and watched the phone in Chabashira-sensei's hand.

Her phone was the same as the students'—a white casing, resembling one of those fruit-branded phones.

But.

What caught his attention was the number of Private Points in her account.

6.022 million.

Could teachers really earn that much?

Hachiman felt that everything about this school was strange.

"That is the general outline. You can use the points in your student IDs to make purchases on campus."

"The school has thoughtfully installed GPS on your phones, allowing you to check the campus map at any time."

"And so that you will not be bored during your three years of dormitory life, there are also various amenities. From ordinary restaurants and milk tea shops to movie theaters and bowling alleys, everything is available."

"As long as there is demand, you can buy anything with points."

"After all..." Chabashira paused. "This is a school where Meritocracy reigns supreme."

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Hachiman felt that she had deliberately emphasized the words "Meritocracy."

After that introduction, she swept her gaze across the students in the class.

Hachiman noticed that her gaze seemed to land on him as well, but it moved away after only a second.

Then she continued.

"Now, arrange for a few students to go to the academic affairs office and collect the textbooks. Classes officially begin at eight tomorrow morning."

"I'll send the timetable to your email later."

"As for the dorms, you can use the map to find the first-year apartments. You can collect your room key cards from the dorm manager on the first floor."

"Everyone gets a single room."

These were all things a homeroom teacher needed to explain.

Apparently finished, the homeroom teacher began walking toward the front door of the classroom.

It seemed she was not a teacher who liked to drag things out.

However, just as she was about to leave the classroom, she turned back and looked at the students, who had become excited upon hearing that each of them would receive living expenses equivalent to 100,000 yen and that their accommodations would be private rooms. A trace of emptiness appeared in her eyes.

Because for her, this year would probably be the same. She would be disappointed.

Because—

Meritocracy.

She had deliberately emphasized those words.

Yet.

None of the students in this class, in this year's cohort, had noticed.

Behind her, she could hear the excited voices of students thrilled by the school's favorable treatment.

And yet.

It was obvious. With tuition waived and living expenses provided, where in the world was there such a free lunch?

Because—

Free was the most expensive thing of all.

But not a single student would think about that question.

Or rather, was this what one should expect from Class D?

Class D, judged by everyone to be... trash.

So her long-cherished wish would remain unfulfilled this year as well.

Thinking that—

She walked forward in her high heels.

"Wait, Chabashira-sensei!"

At that moment, someone called out to her from behind, then jogged over from the back door.

"What?"

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

She had thought there had been no omissions in what she had explained. But she was as unmotivated as ever today, so it was entirely possible that she had overlooked something.

"I want to ask something," the student said. "Will 100,000 points be deposited into our private accounts again next month?"

"Also, Chabashira-sensei, were the six million points on your phone issued by the school this month, or have you accumulated them yourself over time? Since Private Points can be spent like cash at school, can they be exchanged directly for cash?"

This student had quite a lot of questions.

But.

Oh?

Like a stone suddenly dropped into stagnant water, Chabashira Sae began to look at him.

She carefully examined this student who had not belonged in Class D from the very beginning.

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This Guy Is a Sister Complex! Hachiman: Is There a Problem? My Little Sister Is Cute!

Chabashira turned around and examined the student who had followed her out.

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

However, in Chabashira's opinion, if he put on a pair of glasses—black-rimmed glasses, specifically—his charm would probably go up, up, up.

"So, what do you want to ask?" Chabashira said. "Some things are not mine to disclose."

"So that's how it is. The teacher was given a gag order," the student said. "But didn't you just say in class that points can buy anything?"

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

Oh?

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

Indeed.

What she had said in class was that points could buy anything.

That meant even learning the true nature of this school was possible.

Still.

Could this kid already apply it so flexibly?