Classroom of the Elite: Crimson Usurper (Volume 2)

Chapter 3.2

RIGHT now, I was in my dorm. After that investigation I did with Karuizawa and the others, I was feeling a bit tired. Yet, I knew there was work to be done.

I have spent my day after the investigation shopping for cosmetics, eye-contacts for my eyes, and accessories. After trying them on, I'm now scrolling through the internet, trying to find some items I desperately need.

'After all of this, it should be smooth landing. I'll just need to modify them significantly and it should be good. Though since I have no experience in engineering stuff like this, I'll have to learn it in a day. Thankfully, I'm a very quick learner.'

After doing my purchases, I exited the tab and began searching up tutorials... And after that... damn. I don't have much time to do all of that... I guess I'll just adapt through the conversation.

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"It's way too hot..." Ayanokouji flapped his blazer.

"You're hotter."

"I'm not sure what exact implication you mean by that odd statement, but I suppose so."

It was the next day. Our school didn't change uniforms with the seasons, so we had to wear blazers throughout the year. 

The reason was simple: every building came equipped with heating and cooling systems. The heat was only an issue going to and from school. Sweat had begun to trickle down my back in the few minutes that it took to get from the dorms to school. It's dumb hot.

I mostly walked under the shade. Those boys and girls all gathered around the classroom's source of the cool air. From an outsider's perspective, it was like moths flitting about a light bulb. Perhaps that was kind of a bad example.

"Good morning, Ayanokouji-kun and Shinjiro-kun."

Hirata called to us, his expression as fresh and friendly as usual. The sweet yet subtle fragrance of flowers always emanated from him. It appeared as if there was the sun casting light upon him... well... from the window at least.

"Kushida-san told me about it yesterday. She said that you two found the witness. Sakura-san."

"I wasn't there." I claimed. "Are you going to talk to Sakura?"

"Me? No. I'm going to greet her, that's all. I've wanted to talk to her since she's always by herself, but as a guy I don't want to come off as forceful or anything. Also, if I asked Karuizawa-san to talk with her, that might cause a few problems... You know how she is."

By the way... Did... Ayanokouji not notice that Hirata's not calling Karuizawa by her first name at the beginning? I figure he did.

"I think that for the time being, we'll just wait for more information from Kushida-san."

"That sounds great, but why are you talking to us? Talking to Ike or Yamauchi would be better," Ayanokouji said.

"Not for any particular reason."

Ah...

"Don't take it that way, ha!" Hirata laughed. "I guess it's because you two have a connection to Horikita-san. She doesn't talk to anyone except for you guys, so I thought you'd pass it along."

"I see."

"Oh, that reminds me. If you two are up for it, we should hang out sometime soon. What do you guys think?"

"Sure. It should be fine, I guess."

"Alright, fine by me." I also agreed. Why did I agree? I just wanted peace...

"I'm sorry. Do you not really want to?" Hirata sensed our unease.

"No, no, I'll go. I definitely want to." 

"Of course, I would love to hang out with you Hirata." I answered, feeling a little disgusted with myself. 

"Are you two fine with my girlfriend coming, too?" 

"Hmm? Oh, Karuizawa? That's okay. You're fine with that, right Shinjiro?"

"Oh? It?"

Hirata looked at me suspiciously, "It?"

"I mean her? Yeah, sure."

 We parted from Hirata and I began rereading 48 Laws of Power, it was a long time since I read that book. While I waited for homeroom to begin, I noticed that Sakura was in her seat.

She wasn't doing anything. She just seemed to be sitting at her desk, killing time. I feel bad for her, but soon enough, she'll have friends.

"So Shinjiro," Ayanokouji started. "Do you have any plans?"

"I mean, yeah I'm busy," I answered.

"Not that. I meant regarding this case. Do you have a plan?" He asked.

"Um..." I looked towards the window. "Not exactly. I'll try to find any other people who usually goes through the special annex building. Heck, maybe even a janitor. Just anyone really."

"That's not a bad idea..." 

I felt like he was going to say more, yet I heard nothing else from him.

Finally, after a minute, homeroom started.

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