A month had passed since I started living inside the novel. Everything had been going flowingly ever since Ayanokouji and I momentarily stopped our interference on the class. When I finally took off my bandage, I noticed there being a feint "V" shaped scar on palm.
After I resumed attending my classes again, the results of 'our' action was visible. The same 'D-fects' who used to cause havoc during every single lecture, were now silently paying attention in class. Or at the very least they didn't do anything unsightly which would decrease our class points. But unfortunately that included a number exceptions too.
It was set in stone that class D would inevitably end up being in the dead last...
The morning bell rang for our very first class of May. Soon afterward, Chiabashira strode into the room, holding a rolled-up poster. Her expression today was something along the lines of a disappointed mother.
"Hey, sensei, did you start menopause or something?"
Of course that had to happen.
"All right, your morning homeroom is about to begin. Before we get started, does anyone have any questions? If so, now is the time to speak."
Chabashira completely ignored Ike's questionable comment. She was convinced that the students had questions they wanted answered, which immediately came to be true.
"Um, I checked my point balance this morning, but we didn't receive the 100,000 points." Sotomura asked.
"How many points did you receive?
"W-we received 22,000 points."
"Sensei, you told us that we would get 100,000 points every month, right?"
Yamauchi penetrated into the conversation. Many students seemed to agree with his response.
But...
"Exactly when did I say that, Yamauchi?"
Chabashira's robotic face turned into a devious smirk. With an ice cold tone, she glared at everyone and had started reprimanding our classmates. That sudden change in the air left everything dumbfounded.
"Huh? What are you talking about? They said that we'd get 100,000 points every month-"
"No such promise had been made, ever."
Chabashira cut through. She then suddenly glared at me. Her eyes contained frustration and disappointment. It didn't take long to understand her reason to do so...
"Aozaki, he even asked a question last month, for which you morons made fun of him. Do you remember what he asked?"
Yamauchi silently thought to himself and when he realized, he stammered.
"Th-that was... I thought that.." and went silent.
Darkness fell upon the class, devouring every single student in it's vicinity.
"I already explained this before, didn't I? This school evaluates its students' talents. Everyone here has passed the entrance examination, which itself speaks to your value and potential. The amount you've received reflects the evaluation of your worth."
From the tube she carried, she removed a white rolled-up poster and spread it out. She stuck the poster to the blackboard with some magnets. The still-confused students stared blankly at the poster.
"Are these...the results for each class?"
"Correct."
Class A through Class D were listed. To the side was a row of numbers that went up to a maximum of four digits. Class D had 220. Class C had 490. Class B had 650. And at the top was Class A, with a total of 940.
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Outsider : Classroom Of The Elite
Fiksi PenggemarWhen the line between reality and fiction overlapped, Aozaki Levent wakes up and finds himself in a completely different reality. 'YouZitsu', the story he picked up many years ago comes to life, forcing him to adapt to his new reality. With the know...