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[Ding! Today's intel has been updated]
[Intel 1: Ryuuen Kakeru of first-year Class C currently has 3,016,500 points]
[Intel 2: Kanzaki Ryuji was assigned to first-year Class B due to an overly negative interview attitude]
[Intel 3: Hashimoto Masayuki of first-year Class A is a double-crosser]
As Akira reached his classroom seat, today's intel notification appeared in his mind. He read it word by word.
First, let's look at the first piece of intel.
'Hmm? Ryuuen actually has so many points?'
Akira immediately reflected on his previous arrogance. It turned out he wasn't the one with the most points. From this perspective, Ryuuen of first-year Class C was much wealthier than him, with points already exceeding the million mark.
'Could it be class funds?'
He didn't think the other party would earn points legitimately through transactions like he did, and considering Ryuuen's status as the leader of Class C, he subconsciously guessed that this might be the total points for all of Class C.
'Hmm? So Class C is quite united?'
This was somewhat unexpected.
Now, let's look at the second piece of intel.
He'd heard Kanzaki's name before, as he was a famous handsome guy in first-year Class B.
'Why is there another person assigned to another class due to their interview attitude?'
Koenji from their class was also like this.
'Does the interviewer's authority seem a little too great?'
Thinking carefully, all students were evaluated differently through a series of tests by interviewers, and then assigned to different classes based on these evaluations.
It would be one thing if one person was affected by their interview attitude and assigned to another class, but now a second one has appeared. This is clearly the school authorities' problem.
Now, let's look at the third piece of intel.
He didn't have much impression of this person, Hashimoto.
'"Double-crosser" refers to someone who's a fence-sitter? That is to say, this person will be someone else's subordinate in the future, will betray their own faction, and instead cooperate with other factions?'
He just didn't know who he was currently affiliated with.
Perhaps he'd betray not just a certain faction, but might even directly sell out the entire class.
Akira quietly kept an extra eye out.
The third period in the morning was Math, Akira's best subject.
As much as he dreaded Japanese literature in this life, he excelled at mathematics.
The teacher was lecturing on vectors, which Akira already knew by heart.
After all, during his years as a game planner in his previous life, he'd written too many tables for programmers and later taught himself game development. The application of vectors in games was truly comprehensive.
Determining field of view, performing collision detection, and implementing character movement logic all required vectors.
Although most situations could be solved with the game engine's built-in tools, sometimes he still had to write code himself.
Lunch break.
Just as Akira was about to go eat, his phone vibrated.
He swiped the screen with his left hand and saw a message from Kushida.
{Shimizu-kun, don't forget our promise~}
{I'll count all the votes I get towards your quota!}
He immediately understood that she was hinting about the voting.
She was going to count everyone she rallied as his achievement?
It seemed that the eighty thousand points were purely hush money for her.
However, speaking of which, even though she'd revealed her true nature last night, was she still pretending to be a good girl in front of him?
{Are you sure?}
{...It's okay! After all, I was the one who suggested it. Shimizu-kun, you actually don't have to do anything at all~}
Akira never expected that he could win this election by doing nothing.
What surprised him most was Kushida's attitude—she actually volunteered that he didn't have to do anything. This feeling of having everything taken care of gave him a strange illusion of "being a kept man."
'Could this classmate be the type who'd even swallow her grievances to maintain a perfect image?'
Akira's thoughts drifted, and a vivid image appeared in his mind. If Kushida were to fall in love in the future, she'd likely wear this gentle and lovely mask, playing the role of an impeccable perfect girlfriend.
Even if her boyfriend angered her, she'd only bite her lip and swallow her grievances, running to the rooftop alone to stomp her feet against the wall to vent.
The next morning, she'd again blossom with a sweet smile in the morning sun, as if everything from the night before had never happened.
It doesn't matter if she's genuinely gentle or faking it. At least she's devoted to you, isn't she?
Of course, the prerequisite is that the other party holds your dark past.
'Wait... thinking about it this way?'
A perfect girlfriend! This is practically a textbook-level perfect girlfriend!
Akira couldn't help but compare in his heart. Even Ichinose, who was generally considered gentle, would probably stick to her principles and demand that the offending party admit their mistake and apologize.
But Kushida was different—to maintain others' affection, she'd rather hide and vent her emotions than ever lose her temper with those close to her.
"Could it be... Kushida... is the best choice for an ideal girlfriend...?"
This sudden conclusion startled Akira himself.
Even knowing she was two-faced, this personality trait actually made her unique.
The fact that she'd never get angry with her boyfriend already surpassed ninety-nine percent of women in the world.
Even more wonderful was the dual personality setting—it was like having two girlfriends at once, sometimes sweet and lovely, sometimes real and straightforward.
This contrast not only prevented boredom but also added a different kind of charm to the relationship.
Akira looked at the girl with superb acting skills in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Kushida was indeed impeccable—if one ignored her innate talent for acting.
{Kushida-san, you're still too gentle.}
{...Huh? I just want to be friends with everyone, it's not simply kindness!}
{Um... actually, even though I seem this way, I also have my own little selfish motives! Like the deal we made last night...}
{If I had to go on a date with a boy, honestly, Shimizu-kun would still be a better choice.}
Akira raised an eyebrow, watching her send many messages quickly. As expected, the topic immediately shifted to the main point.
{Um... actually, because I recently collected the class fees, to raise the eighty thousand points for this time, I borrowed points from several people!}
The girl's subtext was clear—since I'm out of money, shouldn't you show some appreciation for those eighty thousand points?
Akira could almost see the virtual dialogue box popping up in the chat: "Points urgently needed! I really, really want those eighty thousand points back!"
He pondered for a moment, then decided to be direct. "About that, your eighty thousand points are very useful to me. In short, there's no way I can give them to you."
Kushida was silent for a very, very long time this time.
{Not even thirty thousand points?}
{No, I can't give them to you.}
{I understand.}
He could almost hear the sound of Kushida's mental abacus beads scattering all over the floor.
However, Akira couldn't help but chuckle softly.
See! He was right! Even so, the other party still didn't intend to get angry and turn hostile.