Chabashira Sae suddenly sent a notice in the class group chat: Everyone must gather in the classroom by 8:30 AM for a class meeting.
Notably, this was only the second time Chabashira had called a morning assembly—the first being on opening day.
She must have something major to announce.
Shimizu Akira pocketed his phone, changed into his uniform, hastily finished breakfast, and headed to Class 1-D.
The moment he opened the door, he sensed the unusual atmosphere—the classroom was nearly full, but instead of the expected joy over point distributions, his classmates wore expressions of confusion and unease.
"Did your points come through?"
"Yeah, but only *8,000*! That loan contract from last month deducted way too much..."
"This doesn't add up! Our class points should be over 800. Even after the 45k camera lease, we should've had at least 30k left!"
"Only 530 class points? Below passing." Horikita Suzune approached, her school bag slung over one shoulder, brows furrowed. "Seems violations outside our classroom were heavily penalized too."
But Shimizu had no time to dwell on her analysis—the familiar mechanical voice echoed in his mind:
[Ding~ Today's intel updated]
[1. 20 million personal points can transfer classes or nullify one expulsion.]
[2. Class 1-C homeroom teacher Sakagami Kazuma tacitly permits Ryūen Kakeru's violent reign.]
[3. Hasebe Haruka is Class 1-D's most physically endowed female student.]
(Wait... 20 million points... can transfer classes?)
Shimizu blinked.
This intel was a sledgehammer to his long-held suspicions.
After all, the school's founding motto was "Everything is purchasable with points."
Ever since he'd leased the surveillance system through the student council last month, the school had progressively blacklisted "non-sellable" items—cameras, classroom seats, even class affiliations were now tagged "transaction prohibited."
The administration was likely panicking: "What if another student rents out an entire classroom?" Better to ban it outright.
Shimizu couldn't complain.
He'd already profited massively from the cameras. There was no need to keep milking that cow.
*That loophole was 80-90% sealed now.*
(Still... 20 million? That's insane! My entire scheme only netted half that!)
He'd thought his opening moves were stellar:
Bought critical intel from a second-year.
Flipped it to Class D for 1 million points.
Used that as capital to lease the cameras.
Extracted 3 million from all four classes.
After deductions, he'd netted just over 10 million—still halfway to the goal.
No other student could replicate this.
But what truly stunned him was the latter half of the intel.
(It can void an expulsion? That's basically a get-out-of-jail-free card!)
Shimizu wasn't just any transmigrator—he was here on a mission: Graduate from this school.
If expelled, his plans would implode.
Would he be punished? Sent to another world? The system had only ordered: "Complete your education at Advanced Nurturing High School."
Besides... he was enjoying school life. His classmates were interesting.
In short—whether for mission security, preemptive insurance, or sheer point-hoarding—20 million was now the target.
As for class transfers...
Class D suited him fine. Sure, the monthly point allocation was meager, but he didn't need it.
The only downsides were:
Chabashira Sae's ulterior motives.
The "delinquent class" stigma attracting discrimination.
A contingency plan was wise.
If Chabashira ever threatened him post-council-president-graduation, he'd need an exit.
But which class to choose?
Ultimately, any class could fulfill his graduation requirement.
Class C?
Ryūen Kakeru was trouble.
Shimizu could beat him into submission—violence worked best on bullies.
Class A?
Sakayanagi Arisu was a cerebral nightmare.
Risk of literally giving her a heart attack (and angering her chairman father).
Class B?
Ichinose Honami would shield every classmate.
She'd probably rally 20 million to save an expelled student.
(Class B's the clear choice.)
(Ichinose is trustworthy.)
His gaze dropped to the second intel.
This was... intriguing.
Homeroom teacher Sakagami Kazuma knowingly tolerated a tyrant in his class?
Were there any normal teachers here?
Chabashira Sae (Class D):Unhinged.
Class B's Teacher:Drunkard with a messy personal life.
Class A's Teacher:The sole sane one?
As for the third intel...
This was common knowledge.
Shimizu had barely spoken to Hasebe Haruka.
She wasn't the talkative type—hyper-aware of male gazes, skipping swimsuit days entirely.
Yet she wasn't socially inept—just disinterested in most people.
When Shimizu had approached her, she'd actually engaged—her eyes lingering on his toned arms.
High standards, clearly.
(Can't blame her—with those looks and proportions, she's earned the right to be picky.)