A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery. -James Joyce
The next morning, I listened to the conversations of other students. It quickly became apparent that no one had managed to get any relevant information. Essentially, the search yesterday was useless.
For them, but not for me.
But that doesn't matter right now.
"Man, can we even prove that those Class C guys were in the wrong?" Ike spoke up, garnering some attention.
"As long as we can find a witness, it's not impossible. Let's keep trying our best, Ike-kun."
"Before we try our best, though, is there even a witness in the first place?"
Oh, yes, there certainly is one.
"Didn't Sudo only say that he thought someone might've been there? Wasn't that just a lie? I mean, he is violent, and he does provoke people."
"If we keep doubting him, we won't make any progress. Am I wrong?"
"I guess, you're probably right about that, but...if Sudo is in the wrong, then our hard-earned points are all going to be stripped away, right? We'll be at zero. Zero! We'll be back to having no pocket money at all. Our dreams of screwing around to our hearts' content will remain unrealized!"
Even though they've already seen where screwing around will lead, they still fantasize about their dream school life, unaware that their wish will have to remain unrealized in order to reach Class A.
"Then it would be a good idea for everyone to start saving up again," Hirata said. "It's only been three months since we started here."
Hirata's speech seemed to once again inspire everyone. Girls were blushing, and Karuizawa, his girlfriend, was looking at him dreamily. The boys, as always, were glaring at Hirata for stealing the girls' attention.
"I do think our points are important. They're tied to our motivation, right? So, I will defend our class points until my last breath. Even if it's 87 points."
"I understand how you feel. However, it can be dangerous to cling to our points and lose sight of reality. The most important thing is to treasure our friends as much as possible."
Hirata may be right. However, there would be no point in treasuring our friends if they're too miserable for not having points. His way of thinking is too unrealistic. It's also good to note that some people place financial gain over friendship.
"Even if Sudo was at fault?" Ike asked.
Hirata immediately nodded. He wanted to have everyone graduate here happily, leaving no one behind. As Ike realized this, he directed his gaze downward in shame.
"I think what you're saying is reasonable, Hirata-kun, but I still want my points. The students in Class A get nearly 100,000 points every month. I'm super envious of them. There are girls in their class who buy lots of stylish clothes and accessories. Aren't we just the bottom of the barrel compared to them?"
Karuizawa spoke up, giving her point of view. It was true that we were at the bottom of the barrel. "Defective," as Chabashira-sensei puts it, and her way of thinking clearly reflects that.
"Why couldn't I have been in Class A from the start? If I were in Class A, I'd probably be loving every second of my student life."
"I wish I was in A, too. I'd be doing so much fun stuff with my friends."
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