Classroom of the Elite: Stalemate

Vol.1 : Chapter 4.6-Trade has no Equality

In the mist-shrouded village of Ashwood, four families coexisted, their lives intertwined in a delicate tapestry of secrecy and suspicion. At the zenith stood the enigmatic Montagues, their aloof presence casting a pall over the village.

Below them resided the Smiths, the Wilsons, and the downtrodden Parkers, their very existence a whispered rumor among the villagers.

Of all the families, the Parkers were the most elusive, their origins lost to the mists of time.

Ignored by some, scorned by others, they navigated the intricate social hierarchy with a quiet resolve that belied their lowly status.

As whispers of betrayal and intrigue echoed through the village, the Parkers emerged from the shadows, orchestrating a series of events that sent shockwaves through Ashwood.

But, amidst the chaos and confusion, the truth remained elusive, obscured by layers of deception and misdirection.

From the ashes of the Smith family rose a Girl, a lone survivor with a haunted look in her eyes. Driven by a thirst for vengeance, she embarked on a journey into the heart of darkness, her path illuminated by the faint glimmer of justice.

But as the Girl delved deeper into the secrets of Ashwood, she found herself ensnared in a labyrinth of half-truths and hidden agendas. The lines between friend and foe blurred, and she struggled to distinguish reality from illusion.

In the end, as the village teetered on the brink of collapse, the true nature of the Parkers' Machinations remained shrouded in mystery.

Were they the architects of their own downfall, or mere pawns in a larger game? The answer eluded even the most astute observers, lost amidst the fog of uncertainty that hung over Ashwood like a heavy cloak.

And as the villagers grappled with the aftermath of the tumultuous events that had unfolded, they were left to ponder the enigmatic aphorism that had guided their fate: There is no good and evil, there is only power and those to weak to seek it.

For in a world where truth and deception intertwine, the line between right and wrong is a perilous tightrope to walk

Both I and Horikita were on our way to the place I pinpointed on the map.

"Hey Ayanokoji-kun, maybe it's not the best time but some explanation would be in order you know ?"

Though we were running for a formidable amount of time Horikita was only slightly panting.

'Her endurance if formidable, I have to give her that.'

"We'll talk about this later on, for now just focus on your breathing. I will explain everything when we're done."

"You just want me to keep up the act I assume?"

On this I just shortly nodded.

As we continued running we were almost at the place of our destination.

' I didn't plan to do it this way. I guess at some point you indeed forced me to act ryuuen.'

With a quick turn we arrived at the border of the school grounds while also facing the lane between to school buildings.

With a swift move I grabbed Horikita by her shoulder and pulled her back so they wouldn't notice us.

After a couple of seconds of waiting to confirm if they noticed us or not we peeked around the corner.