Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year - Full Volume
Vol 2 Chapter 1: Sakura Airi Monologue
I don't know how to interact with others.
I'm bad at talking when I make eye contact.
I was horrified (fear) by the crowd. I don't remember how or when I became so desperate.
However, one thing I do know for sure is that one cannot live fully in isolation. No matter
how much I love my solitude,
I can't stay completely alone.
So, I found a solution.
I will use a fake face and hide my true self. Then, I won't be able to fully
honestly, but I can be my own version.
I can continue to live in this dark and lonely world. The world is not entirely beautiful. Everyone knew that, but in their hearts they still wished for that perfect and beautiful place. Slightly contradicted.
I don't care who answers me, but I need to know. Is everyone wearing a mask, just like me? Or do most people show themselves
the truth about the outside world?
Since I can't connect with people, I guess there's no way
for me to find the answer. Therefore, I remain alone.
I'm fine by myself.
I'm fine with being alone.
I.I want to connect with someone from the bottom of my heart. Then I will continue to live quietly, with my eyes down. By ourselves.
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...Chapter 2: Tiba² Start of Our Trouble....
The timing couldn't have been worse.
While looking for a place to take a good selfie, I found something.
Even the famous detective
even small ones will hold their breath when watching the situation
this tense one.
It all started about ten seconds ago. Someone made a trivial comment, which angered the other party.
It caused a vile humiliation, which turned into a fight. No, "fights" is not the right way to say it.
Three other male students lay on the
floor, writhing in pain. A red-haired boy stood above them, staring at the victory. It was a completely one-sided ordeal.
His right fist was covered in blood from the student he hit. This was the first fight I ever saw. In elementary school I saw boys fighting with each other in class, pulling clothes and pinching arms.
But this is different. I can feel the tension in the air. Although I was scared, I started to capture the scene with my camera.
The camera valve makes no sound.
After taking the photo, I asked myself what I was doing. I can't think clearly in a panic.
I try to leave quickly. However, my brain no longer seems to be functioning properly. My feet disobeyed my orders to move, like I was paralyzed.
"He he, so. Do you really think this is the end, Sudou? ”
Despite barely being able to move, one of the male students on the ground tried to mock Sudou.
“Do you want to make me laugh? You're in the saddest of times. You want to fight on another occasion, huh? Next time I won't hold back. "
Sudou-kun grabbed the collar of the beaten boy, and brought him closer. They were facing each other now, only a few centimeters apart.
Sudou looked as if he was going to kill and then devour his opponent, which was so overwhelming that the defeated boy looked away.
"Are you scared? Do you really think you will defeat me if you have more people? "
Sudou-kun snorted, dropped the student, picked up his bag, and then turned around and walked away as if the three people he had already defeated were completely uninterested in him.
My heart rate soared. Yeah, it's natural. Sudou-kun headed to my hiding place. My potential exit from this building is limited.
I have an idea to go back down the stairs I used here. I still can't move, and
my rain is closed.
“Time waste. Makes me tired after training. Give me a break, ” said Sudou-kun.
The distance between us is getting closer. He's only a few feet away.
"You'll regret it later, Sudou."
The young man's words stopped Sudou-kun in his way.
"There's nothing more pathetic than a sore loser. No matter how many times you challenge me, you won't win."
He's not bluffing. He clearly has the confidence to back up what he has to say.
After all, Sudou-kun has emerged victorious and unscathed from the three-on-one fight.
Tomorrow is the first day in July, but given how much I sweat, you'd think
summer is here. I stayed in my hiding place.
Sweat drenched my nape. I
decided to leave quietly, quietly, and without panicking. I hate it when someone sees me and involves me in this mess.
If that happens, it will
cause dark clouds in my peaceful school life.
I left the place quickly and carefully.
"Is there someone there?"
Sudou-kun, feeling my movements, looked at where I was
been a while before. However, I managed to escape with very wide hair. If I was only two seconds late, he would probably see me.
Morning in Class D is always crowded, because most students are far from diligent. Today they are even more rowdy
than usual. Reasons clear.
We will finally get the points for the first time since we came
to this school.
My School, “Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Care Secondary School,” has adopted an unprecedented system known as the S-Point System.
I'll explain it a little.
I pulled out the school-provided phone, launched the pre-installed school app, and logged in
using student ID and password.
I then select the option "Rescience of Balance" from the menu. From here, you can do a lot of things.
You can check your current personal balance, or you can see how much
collective points that the class has. There is also a function that allows you to send points to other students.
There are two types of points listed. One of them is marked with "cl" at the end, which stands for "Class(class)." It is also referred to as "class points" -
it is not a point that a student has, but rather a point that is collected by the class together. Class D does not have
class points since June.
No points at all. Other points are marked with "pr" at the end, which means "private(personal)." This is our personal point.
On the first day of each month, they multiply cl points, the,
or class points, with 100, then put that number into
in our personal points account.
We use bullet points
this personal to buy daily necessities, food, even electrical equipment. In this school, points are eyes
pennies. It's very important.
If you have no personal points, you are forced to live everyday without spending money. You cannot use real currency anywhere on campus.
Since Class D has zero class points, we did not receive any personal points for the month, and therefore had to survive without money.
When we first started here, we had 1000 class points.
If we keep that point, we will receive 100,000 yen points each month. Unfortunately, our class points change every day.
Many things cause
reduced points, such as speaking in class or getting low marks in exams. Class D has a class
zero points at the beginning of May. Things have continued like that until now, July 1.
Seriate