Was Ike Kanji really that amazing?
Even though Horikita Suzune didn't understand what "White Room" meant, "greatest masterpiece" sounded like it referred to someone extremely capable, right?
But she couldn't see it at all.
…Still, those two really were good at stirring things up.
Thinking back carefully, almost every time they spoke, the class atmosphere would start shifting toward refusing to pay.
Was this the power to manipulate people's hearts?
The White Room's greatest masterpiece—terrifying.
"I'll remember this."
She had to stay away from them.
Even though it was unavoidable to have contact in the same class, she would keep her distance whenever possible.
Next.
"Personal points are very important."
At Advanced Nurturing High School, personal points were equivalent to real money. No matter where you were, money was important.
And… "There's nothing in this school that can't be bought with points." Chabashira Sae had said that too.
In fact, if she herself had been able to take out two hundred thousand points this time, she wouldn't have had to trouble her classmates.
If she had twenty million, she could already be in the A Class where she belonged.
…It sounded like a useless statement, but she would remember it.
So…
"'Wishing you a pleasant three years at Advanced Nurturing High School'… huh?"
She put down the diary and let out a long breath.
[Today's reading completed. Reading Points +1.]
Black text popped up.
By now, Horikita Suzune was no longer surprised by this.
But she had always had a question.
"Reading Points… what are they for?"
[Total Reading Points: 3]
The moment she spoke, new text appeared.
However, the black-and-white letters had no intention of explaining their purpose.
Seeing that it was already getting late, and considering she hadn't slept well these past two days, Horikita decided to give herself a proper, healthy night's sleep.
She had done quite a lot today.
She should… be able to rest easy now, right?
...
"Still pretending."
Looking at today's updated diary, Sakayanagi Arisu let out a soft laugh.
He had clearly surrendered to her, yet he still insisted on maintaining his persona, pretending he wasn't from Class D.
Was he afraid Horikita Suzune would discover his true identity?
That made sense.
With her delicate, fragile-looking body, if someone other than herself discovered her, it wouldn't be settled with just one beating.
Heh. Who would've thought that someone so arrogant in the diary was actually such a soft, adorable girl in real life?
Just imagining Wang Meiyu timidly returning to her dorm every day and writing in her diary made Sakayanagi feel delighted.
"But… who exactly is this 'White Room's greatest masterpiece'?"
Seeing the term appear again, Sakayanagi frowned.
"White Room" was clearly meant to contrast with "White House," and "greatest masterpiece" made it even more obvious.
But no matter how she thought about it, she didn't believe anyone in Class D could rival that fake genius.
No matter how fake he was, he was still someone only she had the right to bury.
Some random defective product had no business touching him.
There weren't enough clues yet. She would leave it for now.
Technically, she could go straight to Class D and question Wang Meiyu.
But Sakayanagi hated nothing more than being handed answers directly.
She preferred thinking and deducing them herself.
Her gaze swept over the text.
When the words "Little Sister" entered her eyes, a name surfaced in her mind.
"Horikita Suzune."
The girl who had stood on the podium and acted as Wang Meiyu's mouthpiece, conveying the special exam information to her class.
She shared the same surname as the current student council president, Horikita Manabu.
"I see. So that's who the diary was talking about the day before yesterday."
Sakayanagi's lips curved slightly.
"An interesting one."
If she were in Class D, Horikita Suzune would surely be the best chess piece.
No wonder Wang Meiyu chose her as her messenger.
She slowly scrolled down the diary.
When she saw "Advanced Nurturing High School Survival Guide" as the ending, her reaction was completely different from Horikita's.
She glanced at it once, then closed the diary.
"Reading completed. Reading Points +1."
The familiar voice echoed in her ears, marking the end of today's reading.
Stretching her slightly stiff waist, she stood up with the help of the desk and returned to her bed.
Did she not understand what this school was like?
That kind of "say both yes and no" survival guide was obviously meant to confuse people.
Strength above all? If that were true, her father would never have allowed her to enroll.
Watching her words was obvious nonsense.
The contradictory rules about trusting teachers were just distractions.
And everyone knew personal points were important.
Out of the seven rules, the only one that might actually be a warning was the fifth: "Stay away from the White Room's greatest masterpiece."
She had no interest in such a survival guide.
Even though she had found her, Wang Meiyu still seemed to enjoy lying shamelessly in her diary.
But Sakayanagi had no intention of commenting.
After all, she had already surrendered to her.
Hadn't she?
...
Dormitory.
After finishing today's diary and patiently waiting for the settlement, the cold voice arrived as scheduled.
[Today's record completed. Evaluation: 'D'. Drawing reward.]
[Draw successful. Congratulations, you have obtained item: 'Special Effect Cold Medicine (6 tablets)']
A completely ordinary blister pack of pills appeared in Asakusa Tetsu's hand.
Hearing that glaring "D" rating, his last shred of hope died.
"I knew this would happen, but you really went through with it, huh…"
He sighed softly.
As the opening arc of Advanced Nurturing gradually came to an end, the days entered a stable phase.
At the same time, the diary's plot index kept dropping.
Today's result completely confirmed his future writing guideline.
The "Index First Principle."
If the index was good and high, write properly.
If the index was bad and low, just half-ass it and get through the day.
"Effect."
He tossed the unbranded, sketchy-looking cold medicine up and down and narrowed his eyes.
As he spoke, brief text unfolded before him.
[Name: Special Effect Cold Medicine (6 tablets)]
[Type: Consumable]
[Effect: Cures colds]
[Note: "You can remake it into suppositories for better results."]
Great.
Send it to storage to gather dust.
After graduation, buy a pharmaceutical company and throw this at them for reverse engineering.
Then, fast-forward to April 30th—
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