AN Can anyone tell me how to fix the gap between phrases and sentences problem?
After that Hirata tried to console the class to help make the situation better specially poining out Sudo. Which obviously back fired. As he hated Hirata from the start. And because of that the girls who had eyes on Hirata started saying mean things about him. Which was like again adding fuel in the house which is burning. Oe doing this Hirata would hate you even more. I wish I could say that. Now is not the time to think about such foolish things. I guess I should help a little.
"Hey Sudo, you just said that the other class would make fun of us right?"
"Yeah." he replied.
"So you must know why Hirata warned the class? And why I made a bet with you and warned you. So
calm down a little."
"Yeah, he should really calm down little."
"And who does he think he is? Arguing with Hirata."
"He really is useless."
Really I am fed up with this babysitting.
"He is someone stronger than Hirata in terms of physical power. And also think what would you guys do when a time comes where we could get class points through something like a race which happened few time ago?"
"What Ayanokouji-kun although you are nothing like him, why are you taking his side? Besides he is just a burden. Besides it's not sure we can get class points like that."
"But we got the points. And also answer my question. What would you do?"
"Huh!?"
"I mean not the whole class. Although I hate it I couldn't get it."
"Yep that's right. Although not all, Koenji got 5000 points. And yeah if we hadn't hear Hirata's warnings we would have done things which may lead to deduction of our CP."
"Yes. You are absolutely right. As of this moment we are not the seperated 2 idiots, the strong troublemaker Sudo, or popular Hirata and Kushida. We are Class D. And you must have heard this thing many times through our past teachers. If you aim for A+ you may get A or B+. But if you aim for average then even if you work equally. There would be a huge difference. So the thing we should aim for is Class-A."
"Yeah but don't you think it is impossible? I mean to reach class A."
"The word impossible itself says I'm possible. Besides, although not all of you are aiming for class A. There are some who do. So I think we should respect their wishes, since their wishes are more important."
The loudspeaker came alive with a soothing sound effect, and a robotic
voice issued an announcement.
"Ayanokouji-kun, from first-year Class D. Please come see
Chabashira-sensei in the faculty office."
"Looks like the teacher wants to see you."
"Yes, Hirata you take control of the situation here. I gotta go."
"Okay."
Afterwards I searched the faculty office and then when found it, proceeded to search Sensei. But I couldn't find her. Then I found her. Well let's do it I guess.
"Excuse me, is Chabashira-sensei here?"
"Hmm? Sae-chan? Oh, she was just here a moment ago."
The teacher had wavy, shoulder-length hair, which made her look
mature. She is none other than the homeroom teacher for Class-B Hoshinomiya Chie.
"She must have stepped away for a minute. Do you want to wait here?"
"No, thank you. I'll wait in the hall."
She then followed me and.
"I'm Hoshinomiya Chie, in charge of Class B. Sae and I have been best
friends since high school. That's why we call each other Sae-chan and Chie-
chan."
I already knew it and that information seemed kind of superfluous.
"Hey, why did Sae-chan call you? Huh? Huh? Why?" she asked.
"No idea."
"I don't understand. You were called to the office without a reason?
Hmm? What's your name?"
An onslaught of questions. She scanned me from top to bottom, as if
sizing me up.
"My name's Ayanokouji," I said.
"Ayanokouji-kun, huh? Oh, wow, that's a cool name. You're pretty
popular, aren't you?"
"Well it's so-s—..."
"Waaaaiiiit."
"Y-Yes."
"You are that guy who played piano during the end of the club fair. And also you are one of the two guys who nearly broke the world record in swimming, ain't it?"
"Now that's unexpected."in thought.
"Yep that's me."
"Hey, do you already have a girlfriend?" she then asked.
"No, not as of now."Hey, what's with the question.
"Hmm? How unexpected. If we were in the same class, I'd never leave
you alone. Perhaps because you're so innocent? Or do you like playing hard
to get?"
There's no way I can let you do that. Before she could do what she did to Ayanokouji in light novel. I dodged her. I didn't catch her hand to stop it. As I don't want the rumours to spread that a first year assaulted a teacher at any cost.
"What you are so fa—..."
"What are you doing, Hoshinomiya?"
Chabashira-sensei appeared out of nowhere. With a loud thud, she
smacked Hoshinomiya-sensei on the head with her clipboard. Hoshinomiya-sensei crouched and gripped her skull in apparent pain.
"Ouch! What was that for?" she cried.
"For getting involved with one of my students."
"I was only keeping him company while he waited for you, Sae-chan."
"It would have been better if you just left him alone. Thanks for
waiting, Ayanokouji. Let's go into the office."
"The guidance office?" I asked. "Did I do something wrong? I think I didn't do anything to result this situation."
Actually I did. No the old Ayanokouji to be more precise.
"A good answer. Come."
Hoshinomiya-sensei remained by my side, smiling widely. Chabashira-sensei noticed and turned, her face much like a demon's.
"You stay," she ordered.
"Come on, don't be so cold! It won't be the end of the world if I listen, right? Besides Sae-chan, you're definitely not the type to give one-on-one
guidance. Pulling a new student like Ayanokouji-kun into the guidance room
out of nowhere… Are you after something, I wonder?"
"So, Sae-chan, are you looking to be dominated by a younger man?"
Ah too troublesome.
"Don't say such stupid things. That wouldn't be possible."
"Hee, you're certainly right. It wouldn't be possible for you, Sae-chan,"
Hoshinomiya-sensei muttered, her words laced with a double meaning.
"Why are you following us? This is a Class D matter."
"Huh? I can't go to the guidance room? That's not okay? Come on, I
can give advice, too."
As she continued to argue to let her in. A beautiful student with beautiful strawberry pink coloured hair came and asked for her guidance.
"Hoshinomiya-sensei, do you have a moment? The student council
wishes to discuss something with you."
She glanced at me, but quickly
returned her attention to Hoshinomiya-sensei.
"All right, you have someone who needs you. Get to it."
"Aw! She'll get mad at me if I hang around any longer. See you later,
Ayanokouji-kun! All right, Ichinose-san. Let's go to the faculty office."
With that, she turned on her heel and left with no.1 popular student in first year Ichinose. After that we
entered the guidance room. She ordered me or rather threatened me to do the same things she did during the light novel after offering me a green tea even going as far to mention expulsion. Then it continues like this.
"Ah, come in. So, what did you want to talk to me about, Horikita?" I
heard Chabashira-sensei say.
"I will be frank. Why was I sorted into Class D?"
"That's quite frank."
"Today, you told us that the school sorted superior students into Class
A. You said that Class D was filled with the leftovers, the last bastion of delinquents."
"That's true. You must consider yourself to be a superior person."
I'd bet she'd confidently
object.
"I solved nearly every problem on the entrance examination. I made no
substantial mistakes on the interview, either. At the very least, I shouldn't
have been sorted into Class D."
Looks like I would have won that bet.
"Normally I wouldn't allow students to see their examination papers, but today I will make an exception in this case. I just so happen to have your
answer sheet here."
"You're incredibly prepared. It's…almost as if you knew I'd come
here to protest."
"I'm an instructor. I understand the mind of a student, at least to some
degree, Horikita Suzune. Just as you said, you did well on the entrance
examination. You had the third-highest test score among the first-year
students and were close to the highest- and second-highest-scoring students.
You did exceedingly well. And you're right: We found no particular
problems in your interview. On the contrary, we evaluated you quite highly."
"Thank you very much. So then…why?"
"Before I answer, why are you dissatisfied with Class D?"
"Who could be happy with an incorrect evaluation? Furthermore, the
class rankings greatly impact our future prospects. Of course I'm
dissatisfied."
"Incorrect evaluation? Perhaps your self-evaluation is far too high."
Chabashira-sensei snickered, or rather, laughed outright.
"I acknowledge
that your academic ability is excellent. You're certainly very smart. However,
who decided that smart people are categorically superior? We never said
that."
"But…that's just common sense."
"Common sense? Didn't common sense create our current, flawed
society? Before, Japan relied solely on test scores to separate the superior and inferior. As a result, the incompetents at the top tried desperately to kick
down the truly superior students. In the end, we settled on a system of
hereditary succession."
A system of hereditary succession meant that things like social
standing, prestige, and employment were passed down to future generations. I guess this is the part where old Ayanokouji's chest hurt a little due to this system.
I guess this is related to the inequality speech at the beginning.
"You're a capable student. I don't deny that. However, this school's
goal is to produce superior people. If you believe academics alone place you
into a higher class, you are mistaken. That was the very first thing we
explained to you. Besides, think rationally. Would we have admitted
someone like Sudou if we decided superiority based solely on academic
merit?"
"Tch…"
Despite the fact that this was one of the country's leading preparatory
schools, this place allowed students to enroll for purposes other than
academics.
"Furthermore, you may be too hasty in proclaiming that no one would
be happy to be incorrectly evaluated. Take Class A, for instance. They are
under incredible pressure from the school, and also the target of extreme envy
from the lower classes. Competing every day with that kind of pressure
bearing down upon you is far more difficult than you might imagine. There
are some students who are happy to be incorrectly evaluated at a lower level."
"You're joking, right? I can't understand such a person."
"Is that so? I think that Class D boasts some of those people. Strange
students who would happily be set at a low level."
It's definitely about me. Old Ayanokouji why did you had to do that? Sigh! I can do nothing I guess.
"You still haven't given me an explanation. Was I honestly sorted into
Class D? Did anything go wrong with the grading? Please double-check,"
Horikita said.
"I'm sorry, but you weren't sorted by mistake. You are definitely in
Class D. You are at that level."
"Is that so? Then I will ask the school again, at another time."
She wasn't going to give up. Horikita had merely determined that her homeroom teacher was the wrong person to ask.
"Don't bother. You will get the same answer from anyone on the higher-up. Besides if you really wanna reach class-A then why not compete for it?
I told you in the morning. It's possible to overtake class-A."
"I cannot possibly imagine our class to reach class-A. How can such class that even in this crisis blame each other reach class-A?"
"I don't know. You alone get to decide how you head down that path.
At any rate, Horikita, do you need to be in Class A for any special reason?"
"Well…I suppose that's enough for now. Excuse me. But know that
I'm not yet convinced I was sorted correctly."
"Understood. I will keep that in mind."
A chair squeaked against the floor, signaling that the discussion was
over.
"Oh, that reminds me. I've summoned another person to the guidance
room. It's someone relevant to you."
"Relevant to me? No, you can't mean… bro—"
"Come on out, Ayanokouji," the teacher said.
Damn you. But I cannot avoid fate I guess.
"Come fast. Otherwise you may have to face expulsion."
Ayanokouji, I get your feeling.Here I go.
"How long do you intend to keep me waiting?"
With a sigh, I entered the room. Naturally, Horikita appeared surprised
and perplexed.
"Were you listening to our conversation?" she asked me.
"Sorry."
"Sensei, why would you do this?" Horikita noticed that this had all
been planned and was clearly angry.
"Because I deemed it necessary. Now then, Ayanokouji, I'll explain
why I called you here." Chiyabashira-sensei dismissed Horikita's concerns
and shifted her attention to me.
"Well then, if you'll excuse me…" Horikita muttered.
"Wait, Horikita. It would be in your best interest to stay and listen. It
may provide you with a hint on how to reach Class A."
Horikita stopped dead in her tracks and sat back down.
"Please keep it brief," she said.
Chabashira-sensei chuckled as she glanced over her clipboard.
"You're an interesting student, Ayanokouji."
"Is this about my entrance exams too?"
"You are sharp.Ayanokouji I was shocked when I read your entrance exams' results. It really piqued my interest."
And here was my supposed entrance exams' result.
"Fifty points in Japanese. Fifty points in mathematics. Fifty points in
English. Fifty points in social studies. Fifty points in science. Do you know what this means?"
A stunned Horikita looked over my test paper and then shifted her
focus to me.
"This is a rather frightening coincidence," she said.
"Oh? You believe that getting 50s all across the board was a
coincidence? He did it intentionally."
I literally had the face of Megumi when Itadori and Kugisaki found out that he used to beat up people or something like that.
AN So here you go half of the chapter 7.2 of light novel vol 1. Spoilers** By the way have you read y2 v9. I just completed it. And omg Ichinose suddenly unlocked her potential and went Super Saiyan I guess. Even outsmarting someone like Ryueen. Who is rumoured to have more IQ than the newly elected student council president Horikita Suzune. Yes she finally got the position and even already did a beautiful job by handling her first case of non other than Fuka Kiryuin. I want say more but I will end it here. Anyways thank you very much guys for reading my story.