'Are not all Class A students as smart as Sakayanagi?'
'Someone with a history of theft can get into Class A, while an honor student like Horikita is in Class D... I'm increasingly unable to understand this school.'
Could it be that the people assigning classes don't care much about students' past records?
However, it seems that Kamuro-san being assigned to Class A might not be a good thing.
When he parted ways with Sakayanagi Arisu earlier, he'd inadvertently caught a glimpse of her gaze toward Kamuro Masumi.
That look was like seeing some kind of prey, filled with playful mockery and cold interest.
This meticulous beauty had already identified Kamuro Masumi as an excellent enforcer candidate.
Upon reflection, had it not been for his timely intervention, Kamuro Masumi would likely have become Sakayanagi Arisu's puppet due to the beer theft incident.
He then casually gave the beer he'd just taken from the shelf to her, and seemingly unintentionally gave her a few pointers.
Telling her to pay more attention and not be deceived by any bad women or anything like that.
She should understand what he meant.
After all, she's a Class A student. Her intelligence should be basically guaranteed.
Probably.
Shimizu Akira went to the office again that morning and had a private conversation with Chabashira Sae.
Chabashira Sae informed him of the outcome of the previous reporting incident and transferred 50,000 private points to his account.
Although she didn't explicitly say it, the implication was clear—this was hush money.
Shimizu Akira readily accepted the arrangement.
After all, his original intention in reporting was to test the school's rules and regulations through Chabashira Sae.
Since the goal had been achieved, there was no need to dwell on the matter further.
Shimizu Akira also transferred 15,000 points back to her.
This included the cost of the canned beer—less than 300 yen per can, totaling about 5,000 points.
The other 10,000 points were his errand fee.
He netted 85,000 points this time.
Plus the bonus of 50,000 points and his original 100,000 points, Shimizu Akira currently had 235,000 points.
Chabashira Sae casually asked, "Who was your opponent in the bet?"
"Sakayanagi Arisu from Class A," Shimizu Akira replied offhandedly.
Before he finished speaking, he noticed Chabashira Sae's expression was quite remarkable.
A peculiar glint flashed in her eyes—a complex emotion mixed with surprise, anticipation, and even a faint excitement.
She slightly parted her lips, seemingly wanting to say something important, but ultimately just murmured softly, "Still, let's talk about it after a month." This sentence seemed to be for Shimizu Akira, and also a warning to herself.
As he was leaving, Chabashira Sae uncharacteristically cautioned, "Private points... use them sparingly."
Her tone actually carried a rare hint of concern, completely unlike her usual cold demeanor.
Shimizu Akira inwardly sounded an alarm.
When a habitually cold person suddenly shows you kindness, there must be a carefully calculated motive hidden behind that gentleness.
But at this moment, he couldn't see through the plans hidden beneath that gentle mask.
Shimizu Akira shook his head, deciding to temporarily set aside these doubts.
After all, Chabashira Sae was ultimately the homeroom teacher of Class D. Even if she had ulterior motives, she shouldn't do anything to harm her students—at least on the surface, the interests between teacher and student were aligned.
The first task for new students was to complete the move-in procedures.
When Shimizu Akira followed the map to the first-year dormitory area, the building before him made him pause. It was a modern, high-end apartment building.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could vaguely see the simple yet comfortable interior decor, perfectly confirming the promise in the enrollment handbook: all students would have private single rooms.
In his memories from his previous life, the word "dormitory" was always associated with eight-person rooms, crowded bunk beds, and storage lockers that were never big enough.
He'd never had his own room as a student until now.
He felt a little inexplicably excited.
Shimizu Akira stood in line to check in.
He suddenly realized that this apartment building was co-ed.
On the adjacent wall, the "Student Dormitory Regulations" were neatly posted in black text on a white background.
Under the "Student Interaction Guidelines" section, the school authorities neither explicitly prohibited opposite-sex relationships nor imposed any restrictions, merely stating with an ambiguous phrase: "Relationships inconsistent with a high school student's status are prohibited."
'This sentence is practically playing word games.'
Shimizu Akira muttered inwardly.
What does "inconsistent with status" mean? Is it implying a ban on teacher-student relationships? Or does it mean it doesn't matter as long as it doesn't affect academics?
When his peripheral vision caught sight of the vending machine in the corner—it prominently displayed various types of condoms.
'So that's it. Not prohibited, but you must pay attention to safety? Does it mean it's fine as long as you don't get someone pregnant?'
It was quickly his turn to complete the procedures.
After confirming he was assigned to room 402, the meticulous Shimizu Akira specifically inquired about utilities and rent.
"All expenses incurred for accommodation are covered by the school authorities, student," the staff member kindly explained. "Just be careful not to be overly wasteful."
This answer made Shimizu Akira gasp. The dormitory conditions were excessively good.
On second thought, perhaps this was precisely the school authorities' carefully designed safeguard. Even if a student exhausted their monthly points, at least their basic accommodation needs would be ensured.
Shimizu Akira thoughtfully rubbed the access card in his hand, then suddenly asked, "Is there only one of these door cards? What if it's lost?"
The staff member gently pushed up their glasses and explained in a gentle tone. "The standard configuration indeed includes only one master card. However..." He deliberately paused. "As long as relevant proof is provided, a secondary card can be issued for a specific individual."
Noticing Shimizu Akira's slightly surprised expression, the staff member's face showed an understanding smile. "Whether it's a close friend or a lover, as long as both parties agree, an application can be made." He added meaningfully, "Of course, all of this must be based on complete voluntariness."
"I see. Thank you for the explanation." Shimizu Akira politely nodded.
Although his current situation meant he wouldn't need this service for now, the school's open-minded management style still surprised him.
He just didn't know what the relevant criteria were. It couldn't be that any girl who claimed to be his girlfriend could legitimately get a door card, could it?