Just then, Hikigaya's phone vibrated with a notification.
A transfer of 1.1 million private points had come in.
This was the first month's payment from the contract with Class C.
That meant Class C's class points for May were 550?
That's 60 more than last month's 490.
Was this because the midterm exam rewarded class points?
Wait a minute!
Hikigaya suddenly realized something.
He opened his phone and checked D-Class's private point transaction history from last month—May.
May 1st: +0.00 private points.
Then he checked the record for June 1st.
Nothing.
There was no transaction from the school.
That meant the school hadn't distributed private points to D-Class yet!
It wasn't that the amount was zero—there was simply no transaction record at all.
Even if a class had zero points, there should still be a record of the school transferring nothing. But right now, there was no record at all.
Not distributing private points and distributing zero private points—there's a big difference between the two!
"Tsk tsk, this is really disgusting."
Hikigaya quickly figured out why the school still hadn't issued D Class their private points. And judging by Chabashira-sensei's vague attitude at the end, there was definitely still room to turn things around—especially since Hikigaya knew the *real* purpose of private points.
"Damn it!!!"
Sudou was still fuming, venting his frustration like he had already accepted his expulsion as inevitable. He didn't bother holding back his anger, but the students around him were the ones suffering for it.
"Ah!"
A book flew straight toward Sakura's head. Just as it was about to hit her, a large hand smacked it away.
"Hey, that's enough!"
Hikigaya glared at the red-haired boy, his expression cold. He could understand Sudou's feelings, but that didn't mean he'd tolerate him lashing out at others—especially when it was already affecting the whole class.
Still burning with anger, Sudou turned to see Hikigaya—one of the most ignored, ostracized, and overlooked students in class—suddenly standing up to him. Naturally, he assumed Hikigaya was looking down on him because he was getting expelled, which only made him even more furious.
No one in class expected Hikigaya, of all people, to be the one to provoke Sudou right now. Even Ike and Yamauchi—who usually hung out with Sudou—had already backed away, clearly terrified of getting caught in the crossfire. Hoping for them to step in and stop Sudou was about as realistic as hoping NHK would stop coming around to collect fees.
"Sudou, calm down!"
Sudou shoved Hirata aside, storming up to Hikigaya. He kicked over Hikigaya's desk, looking ready to throw down at any second.
"Huh?! What the hell does this have to do with you?! You wanna get your ass kicked?!"
"What's wrong? Feeling looked down on, so all you know how to do is throw punches? Or is violence the only way you know how to solve problems? Just like some brainless gorilla who can't even understand why he's getting expelled?"
Hikigaya's face remained expressionless, showing no fear in the face of Sudou's aggression.
"Whoa!"
The entire class erupted in shock. No one expected Hikigaya, the quiet outcast, to push back this hard.
Was this really the same guy who was always ignored, shunned by girls, and even bullied by the three idiots?
His usual dead-fish eyes, which people had always found unsettling, suddenly looked... fierce. For a brief moment, many students had the same thought—could Hikigaya have been a delinquent in the past?
Was that why he wasn't afraid to provoke Sudou, even when he was raging?
"You bastard! Even you, the lowest of the low, dare to look down on me?!"
This time, Sudou completely lost it. His temper exploded, and he raised his fist, ready to swing. But before he could, Hirata rushed in and held him back.
"Sudou! If you throw a punch now, there'll be no turning back!"
"Let me go! I'm getting expelled anyway—why should I care?!"
Hikigaya hadn't expected this normie pretty boy to be just as strong as Sudou. Not only was Hirata good-looking, but he also had a solid build? Wow. Not jealous at all.
"Heh, you should be thanking Hirata. If you don't have a brain, at least try listening to people who do. Stop acting like you're the king of the world and blowing up over every little thing."
Hikigaya glanced at Hirata, then scoffed at the fuming Sudou.
After that, he didn't bother with Sudou anymore. He calmly picked up his desk, put it back in place, and sat down like nothing had happened.
"You bastard!!!"
Sudou, still restrained by Hirata, glared at Hikigaya with pure rage.
No wonder Sudou, Yamauchi, and Ike were known as the "Three Idiots." It was a monkey-and-gorilla combo. Hikigaya even had the time to make mental jokes about it.
*Clap! Clap! Clap!*
Suddenly, the sound of slow clapping came from one side of the room.
"Pochi-boy, well said. The reason things turned out this way is completely Redhead-boy's fault."
No one expected Koenji, who always kept to himself in class, to get involved in this situation.
Even now, Koenji was still looking at himself in the mirror.
"You guys all look down on me, huh?! Damn it! I'm gonna beat you all to a pulp today!"
Sudou was already pissed off because of Hikigaya, and now with Koenji, the class's so-called "weirdo," mocking him too, he was about to explode completely.
A raging gorilla!
"Heh, how ugly~ There's nothing beautiful about this at all."
Koenji ignored Sudou's threats like they were nothing and even made things worse by provoking him on purpose.
Well, to be fair, no matter what anyone said at this point, Sudou would take it as an insult.
"If you want people to respect you, maybe take a look at yourself first. Do you really think you're worth respecting right now?"
Ignoring Hirata's pleading eyes, Hikigaya suddenly chimed in, "To put it simply, you don't even respect yourself right now. That's why you're using us as an excuse to get mad. It's honestly pathetic."
Koenji and Hikigaya had never spoken to each other before, but somehow, they were surprisingly in sync at this moment. One after another, their words hit Sudou so hard that his face kept switching between red and white in anger.
"Hirata! Let me go!!! I need to teach these two a lesson!!"
"Red-haired boy, blinded by your own fury… how pitiful. Even now, you still don't understand why you're about to get expelled. You can't even see the people trying to help you. Isn't that right, Pochi-boy?"
Koenji had his legs propped up on the desk, looking completely relaxed.
Hikigaya: "..."
"Hey, you narcissistic bastard! What the hell are you even talking about?! I don't need your pity!"
Sudou was like an enraged gorilla, too angry to think straight.
"Heh, didn't Pochi-boy just explain it clearly?"
Wait, Koenji, what's your problem? I don't remember ever doing anything to offend you.
And what the hell is with that nickname? "Pochi-boy"…? That's way too embarrassing!
Hikigaya had no idea why Koenji kept dragging him into this, but one thing was clear—Koenji had definitely noticed something.
"Didn't Ms. Teacher just put up the English scores? Red-haired boy, can't you use your brain and think?"
With Koenji's hint, people finally noticed something. Among a long list of 80s and 90s, there were a few scattered 50s—Ayanokouji, Horikita, Hikigaya, and Yamauchi.
Some students were confused, but others, like Hirata and Kushida, started putting the pieces together.
"Wait… did Horikita and Hikigaya purposely lower their scores?"
Because of the leaked test questions and that rumor spreading through the entire grade, most students had scored around 20% higher than usual.
But that also meant the class average had gone up.
And Sudou was one of the ones who suffered because of it!
"T-That's impossible! Hikigaya's just bad at studying, that's why he only got 50! Ayanokouji is the same—his real score is probably just as bad as mine!"
Yamauchi laughed, refusing to believe that Hikigaya had intentionally scored low. He then turned toward the window.
"Right, Ayanokouji? Huh? Wait, where is he?!"
The seat by the window was empty.
So was the seat next to it—Horikita's.
"Hey, Hikigaya, do you have a moment? I need your help with something."
Horikita's voice suddenly came from the doorway.
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