The White Room is gone. Atsuomi is behind bars. And at fourteen years old, Kiyotaka is adopted by Chairman Sakayanagi... becoming Sakayanagi Kiyotaka. Guided (and constantly teased) by his new sister Arisu, Kiyotaka spends a year learning how to live in the real world before stepping onto campus at Hibiya High School. Between chess matches by the fireplace, awkward café orders, and organic high school encounters, the masterpiece of the White Room is about to find out what an "ordinary life" actually feels like.

A TBATE reimagining of Satoru Gojo. ───────── ౨ৎ ───────── Perfection is a painful process. Power without purpose is just violence. Purpose without power is just empty hope. When granted everything, you can't do anything.

This is a story about Ayanokoji being in the world of csm and getting with Makiam. also i have more stories like this. if you want a better explanation read a few chapters ranks # 15 devil #99 power #1 kobeni #30 ayanokoji #1 makima

Crossover: Classroom of the Elite x Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend (Saenai Heroine no Sodatekata) Japanese Title (Fanfic): 冴えない彼氏の選ばれなかった理由 (Saenai Kareshi no Erabarenakatta Riyuu) *** Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is many things: quiet, detached, analytical... and very much uninterested in extracurricular drama. After wandering into a clubroom in search of tea and silence, he instead finds himself surrounded by chaos in the form of two overachievers with very different ideas of what "good storytelling" looks like. Kasumigaoka Utaha writes bestselling romance novels with a pen dipped in sarcasm and self-satisfaction. Sawamura Spencer Eriri draws with passion, precision, and the emotional control of a shaken soda can. They have ambition, no focus. Creativity, but no direction. And now, they have Kiyotaka. As he critiques their half-baked plotlines and emotionally vacant scenes, he's pulled deeper into the mess-not because he wants to help, but because someone clearly needs to. But even as he claims indifference, the lines between "observer" and "participant" begin to blur. Because beneath all the clashing egos and awkward comedy, there is a story worth telling. And apparently, he's becoming a part of it.

In a sudden moment, everything can change. For the Elation, the unpredictable dictates the greatest joy. Nothing is more entertaining than watching the impossible unfold. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka learns this firsthand after being chosen by Aha to participate in an experiment of the Aeon of Elation. In this new universe, full of dangers and mysteries beyond his understanding, how will Ayanokoji fare? Can he survive the challenges and disasters waiting ahead? Especially, since the Elation has not left him empty-handed. Though whether that should be considered a blessing or a curse remains unknown. After all. . . "Aha is not such a cruel Aeon."

His father? dead. how will ayanokoji adapt to this environment? we shall find out. Cover is AI, irregular updates

Don't expect anything and read at your own discretion. It's going to be a crackfic. After tasting alcohol for the first time, Kiyotaka finds himself strangely fascinated by its effects. Unfortunately for everyone around him, that curiosity doesn't stop there... Grammarly, LanguageTool, and Sudowrite are used to assist in writing.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka x Amasawa Ichika "No matter what choice I make, no matter what path I take, they always lead me to you. And I can't find an answer to why this happens." "It's all because you simply can't give up on me. I am your weakness, Kiyotaka. Your only weakness. I am your blessing and your curse. Just as you are mine. My love is evil. It's an evil that draws you in. We both know we're already completely lost in it. And every day we only want more." I knew she was right. Of course, I knew it perfectly well. She had penetrated too deep into my heart, and I allowed it myself. For one simple reason. I just wanted it. She had drawn me in from the very beginning. She tempted me, allured me. Never in my life had I felt such a mad desire for something. Until she came along. What was happening between us could truly be called evil. No. That's not actually true. At that very moment, I realized she was mistaken. For me, she wasn't just evil, drawing me in. She was far sweeter than evil itself. ____________________ Well, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my second fanfic. I want to say right away that this is my OTP. For me, KiyoChika stands outside the realm of all other ships. There's KiyoChika, and then there's everything else. For me, this is the only true ship. Therefore, I am more than confident that this work will become my Magnum opus. At least in the COTE fandom. I don't own Classroom of the Elite. All credits go to its rightful owners.

Transmigrated into *Classroom of the Elite*, an ordinary Class B student gains a Choice System, using every decision, risk, and consequence to rise among geniuses.