Battle of the Elites

The path we must follow

~2 weeks ago

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White Room Facility, Professor Ayanokoji's office

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3rd Person POV

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"Kiyotaka, take a seat; there are important matters to discuss."

"Understood."

"Tsukishiro has committed an unforgivable act of mutiny.... you, him and Matsuo all seem to have that in common."

"...."

"Nonetheless, Tsukishiro has been dealt with, but that brings us to the bigger issue at hand. That school full of garbage knows about the White Room and its innerworkings, as such they too will have to be dealt with."

"Sir, I have an idea relating to this issue that could serve as a deterrent from word spreading about the White Room's true nature and be seen as goodwill to the public eye."

"And?"

"What I suggest is this.... we will fight them in a special exam."

"What did you just say?"

Professor Ayanokoji leaned forward as if he didn't hear his property speak clearly.

"ANHS has the unique doctrine of special exams that have students compete against one another. It's the core of their learning program. Teaching them skills no other ordinary high school could."

"With your influence.... we can create our own basis for a special exam to compete against the 2nd-year students. The rules, tasks and even punishments.... all of this can be decided by us."

".... You can't be serious.... what is the merit of approving such a ridiculous plan?"

"Indeed, it can be seen as a ridiculous plan, but considering the situation we're in.... it will prove effective. Fight fire with fire as the saying goes."

Pausing for effect, Ayanokoji continued with his explanation.

"The plan if seen through, could help raise our favor as I said before by displaying the effectiveness of our 'school.' Similar to when we went to New York to satisfy your investors."

"In the eyes of the government, this won't be an issue with your influence and since this particular group knows about the White Room.... no further secrets can be revealed. The school's no contact to the outside will work in our favor as well."

Professor Ayanokoji glared at his son, deep in thought. Digesting every word that he just received.