Before long, I was the best both in academics and sports.
Before long, I was surrounded by people trying to take advantage of me. It's not like I worked that hard.
Even though we learned the same things at the same time, I had the ability to learn much better than the others.
Surprisingly, that's almost a necessary condition to becoming popular here. Popularity is a talent.
Ever since I was a child, I had the talent to become popular. Of course, I do know that not everyone likes me.
I'm sure the guys who consider me their rival especially hate me. I don't care, though.
Leaving good and evil aside, I was happy as long as people saw me as a popular person.
Such is my life as a popular person, unchanged all through primary and middle school, a dazzling road.
Still, I have been unable to shake off the strange sense of discomfort I feel from time to time.
A sense of discomfort with no answer.
In a life without even the slightest discomfort, that feeling alone always remained in my head.
A sense of discomfort that remains even after being accepted by and controlling everyone.
I decided not to care about it, though.
As long as I can continue being popular, this feeling of discomfort or whatever it is doesn't matter.
That's what I thought.
However, things completely changed when I enrolled in high school. I could no longer ignore this feeling of discomfort swelling up in me. Horikita Manabu.
That man a year above me had the respect of all those around him.
He was much more dazzling and intelligent than me, and had a certain conviction on top of that.
Then, another man who had a different type of talent than Horikita Manabu showed up under me.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
He is very different and has a cocky attitude, but his ability is undeniable.
My accomplishments aren't inferior to theirs.
Along with the feeling of discomfort, sometimes, I think about it. Is my ability truly the real thing?
Or, am I a naked emperor1 who was simply not ever blessed with a good opponent?
I can't stop thinking about that.
That is the true form of my feeling of discomfort.
So, I have to bring things to a conclusion and get rid of this feeling. I have to defeat Ayanokoji, and prove that I am the most talented. If I don't———
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Classroom Of The Elite Year 2 Volume 9
Teen Fiction"As I thought, I guess that means Ichinose-san has given up on getting to Class A?" December, after the end of the School Trip. The final Special Test of the second semester, the Cooperative Written Test is announced. In this test, everyone takes tu...
