The elite excel in Class A, corporate drones are in Class B, social gathering types are in Class C, and as for Class D, it's probably the trash heap. This is the information provided by Teacher Mashima.
However, considering that Arisu and Masumi have their own weaknesses, yet were still placed in Class A. Therefore. The criteria for class assignment and so on, the range of considerations is quite complex.
Perhaps it can be categorized as Academic Ability (written exams), Athletic Ability (physical fitness), Coordination Ability (interpersonal skills), flaws and defects, and the like. All combined in the end. Students assigned to Class D, if they're not academically poor, athletically inept, uncooperative, or don't listen to others, then... they must have some serious defect.
Houtarou considered the rules of this school.
And after getting additional information from Teacher Mashima, it becomes clear that since the four classes A, B, C, and D are fluid, it means that while there are differences in the initial strength of the four classes, there's also room for improvement.
In other words, they probably throw a few outstanding individuals into each of the four classes. So other classes might also have hidden talents. Therefore, it's quite necessary for students from Class A to come and investigate.
Then the two of them arrived at the first-year Class D.
Class D is on the second floor. However, the students of first-year Class D haven't dispersed yet. You can hear voices of conversation coming from inside.
But it should be free time now. Because the conversation is... not quite suitable for eavesdropping. It's the boys' conversation.
The boys in Class D are actually discussing who's the cutest in their class.
"Who cares about cuteness, I'd rather participate in a breast size ranking!" One boy said, "I think Hasebe would definitely win."
"Because we're men, right? Our heads are always full of that stuff!"
"I want to join in too."
"Me too, me too."
The boys have already gathered noisily, openly and heatedly discussing the breast sizes of the girls. Some of the girls in the classroom look at them with even more disdain, as if looking at garbage. Probably no matter how they perform in the future, they won't be able to win over any girl in their class.
Houtarou clearly saw that Masumi, who was standing next to him with a stern face as if everyone owed her something, seemed even more displeased.
'Hmm. Probably no girl likes to hear this kind of topic.'
However. He doesn't think ordinary students would discuss such topics in public. In other words... the statement that Class D is a trash heap is not wrong.
'Looking at it this way. It's really good to be assigned to Class A.' He thought to himself.
Because if one knew the rules of this school, staying in Class D would probably... lead to immediate dropout and giving up. Because with these pig teammates, no matter how many Points you have, they'll all be deducted. If you want to work hard for the class, you'll also be held back by them.
Just for the first month's behavior standard test, with them discussing these things in the classroom, and under the surveillance cameras, Class D has probably already lost 50 points today.
Looking at it this way, why even aim for Class A? The only options left are automatic dropout, or... finding a chance to accumulate 20 million Points to go solo.
Moving forward, you'll find that there are about 20 or so students from Class D still in the classroom. However, it's not just boys left. There are about 5 girls. Among them, 4 girls are average-looking, but there's one black-haired girl who is exceptionally beautiful.
Top-tier beautiful. Her waist-length black hair cascades down her back and shoulders, with a small white ribbon bow on the right side and a long, thin braid. Her waterfall-like black hair carries a lily-scented fragrance, probably from her shampoo. Long eyelashes, orange fox-like eyes full of allure, and that delicate face.
However, the cold expression on the girl's face seems to constantly emit a rejecting aura. But she just sits by the window, quietly reading a book, seemingly not even sparing a glance at the boys, not even to look at trash. She belongs to the type who is a world unto herself.
A rough-looking boy squeezed into the group discussing the rankings. He seems to be called Haruki Yamauchi.
"I want to bet too. By the way, I'm betting on Sakura." And him, as if remembering something, began to whisper, "I'll only tell you guys this, actually, she confessed to me."
"What? Re-really?" Of course, the others didn't believe him.
After all, we just enrolled, how could things move so fast on the first day?
Haruki seemed to want to prove himself, "It's true, really. But keep it a secret, okay! Although she's that kind of unremarkable girl, of course I rejected her. If it's not someone on the level of Kushida or Hasebe, I'm not interested. I'm not into those plain, unfashionable girls."
He said proudly. This is probably because the girl called Sakura isn't in the classroom, so he's freely talking nonsense. But is it really like that?
Houtarou noticed a girl with unfashionable pink twin tails at the back door. She must have heard Haruki's nonsense, and now she's stuck, unable to enter or leave.
Her face is red, perhaps from anger. Looking quite pitiful. In other words, the girl being discussed as unfashionable and said to have confessed is her. Indeed, it's an awkward situation.
Houtarou then looked at Masumi.
"Why are you looking at me?" She asked.
'Nothing. I thought you were the type with a strong sense of justice.'
So, the justice-minded Houtarou knocked twice on the back door.
"Sakura!"
As expected, guilty consciences make people jumpy. Hearing the sound, the boys looked over and saw Airi Sakura standing at the back door. Haruki seemed a bit embarrassed.
However, some people also noticed Houtarou and Masumi.
"What a handsome guy—" The remaining girls in the class seemed to murmur.
Hmm. This point doesn't need to be doubted, Masumi can confirm that Houtarou has the capital. If the boys are ranking the girls, then if the girls were to rank the handsome guys, her classmate beside her would be at the top of the list.
Snow-white, slender skin, looking soft and weak, but with just the right amount of refined features that make him very attractive. Green pupils, deep and clear. This type of boy makes one want to take care of him.
Of course, Masumi doesn't look at her classmates with this kind of gaze.
"We are students from Class A. So, is there anyone in your class who can make decisions?" Houtarou said. "I'm here to sell information. It's best if you gather everyone. Also. Your discussion just now has already cost your class 7 million in living expenses. You boys are quite impressive."
"What do you mean?" The boys still in the classroom were a bit dazed.
But soon, a boy with short green hair and a refined appearance came in from outside. Gentle like a small sun. This seems to be the representative-like person of the first-year Class D. His name is Yōsuke Hirata.
He quickly organized the classmates.
"Couldn't contact a few of the girls."
However, some girls have come back. Among the returning girls, there are indeed a few who are quite good-looking.
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