Outsider : Classroom Of The Elite

Chapter 4.1 - Advice

I always have the weirdest dreams.

Waking up from my slumber, I hastily tried to locate my phone. As I looked at the time displayed on the screen, I could only stare at it with deadpan eyes. Obviously, the alarm didn't wake me up.

I sat down and looked around myself. It wasn't the usual dorm room I was accustomed to living, nor was it the cramped tent underneath the cave where we stayed for a week.

It was a luxurious cabin room with four beds on each side. While the two on my parallel were empty, the other one beside me was occupied by Ayanokouji, who was silently gazing at the sea from his bedside window.

Having his fair share of protagonist moment it seems.

After my haziness had faded, I threw the phone in my pocket and walked toward the washroom to splash myself awake.

"Good morning." he greeted after sensing me awake.

"Good morning. Though it'd be a stretch to call it morning anymore. Look, it's already noon outside."

I pointed at the window behind him before opening my bag and getting my towel out.

"Seems like it." saying that, he went back to sea-gazing.

This guy, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, was my neighbor and my cabin roommate, alongside Hirata and Kouenji.

*grumble

My stomach called out, probably because I missed on my breakfast. It was a sense of great embarrassment that the sound was from my own body. My stomach craved fulfillment, lest I wanted it to continue scolding me till I gave up.

"Listen, I'm going up the deck to grab something to bite. Do you want to join?" I said while grabbing a dark long sleeve shirt from my bag.

"I think I'll pass. I don't feel like going out right now."

Of course, he was going to say that. He would occasionally go out to eat, get something he wants, or go to swim. Other than that, he's been pretty much camping inside this room ever since. It's been like this for the last three days since we left that island.

"Suit yourself."

If he's not interested then it's his loss.

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My body somehow adapted to the waving motion of the ship, eventually getting over that accursed sea-sickness. The heaviness in my head still lingered, which was admittedly a bit irritating. But hey, it's either that, or seeing the world spin around me. Whichever's your cup of tea.

I took the ship’s elevator to the deck on the top level.

The ship had nine decks in total, plus a roof. The fifth deck was above ground, while the fourth deck was below. The first deck housed both the lounge and banquet area, while the rooftop had the pool, café, and other facilities. The third and fourth decks were for guest rooms. The girls were on the fourth deck, while we guys were on the third.

The guys and girls, were neatly divided. However, there weren’t any special restrictions on our movements, so any of them could easily wander through the other’s area.

We're prohibited from circulating on each other’s level after midnight, though.

On the top deck, many of my classmates appeared to be enjoying summer vacation to its fullest. Both guys and girls could be seen in the pool in their bathing suits, boldly frisking around. The heavy, fraught mood that weighed on us during the test had been lifted.