Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 005: Kushida the Little Angel Joins the Battle!

“Beep!”

After retrieving his room key from the dorm manager, Hachiman swiped it to unlock the dormitory room assigned to him.

Room 304.

The room wasn’t very large, roughly four meters by five meters.

However, it was well-equipped:

• A single bed covered with white bedding, indicating that it was brand new and completely clean, allowing him to move in with peace of mind.
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• A computer desk, a swivel chair, and a landline telephone sitting on the desk, with a storage cabinet beside it.
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• Above the desk, an air conditioner was mounted on the wall.
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• Directly across from the entrance was the bed.
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• To the right of the entrance was a bathroom with a shower and a toilet.
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• The wall outside the bathroom was a wardrobe.
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• Between the entrance and the bed, there was also a small kitchenette.
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That was everything in the room.

Simple—yet fully functional.

For a student, it was an unquestionably excellent living environment.

For Hachiman, who had never experienced sharing a room with others, it was a relief.

“Alright, I’ll leave the books here.”

Hirata Yosuke said as he placed the textbooks down.

“Do you have any plans next, Hikigaya-kun?” Hirata asked.

Was he planning to stick with Hachiman for a while?

“I’m thinking of heading to the shopping district to pick up some daily necessities,” Hachiman replied.

“And maybe do a little exploring around the school.

After all, we just enrolled, and I haven’t even had the chance to check out the campus yet.”

“I see…” Hirata seemed like he was about to join him but then shook his head.

“I have some things to take care of, so I won’t be able to go with you.”

As he spoke, he was looking down at his phone.

It seemed like some students from their class were having a conflict with students from other classes.

As the “class mom”, Hirata had decided to go check on the situation.

In other words—

He was already acting as the glue of the class, running around like a firefighter, resolving conflicts and disputes wherever they arose.

Having a classmate like him was reassuring.

But at the same time…

The fact that so many students in their class required Hirata’s attention wasn’t exactly a good sign.

As expected—

Just like Chabashira-sensei had refused to say outright…

Would they really not receive the same generous living allowance next month?

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After Hirata left,

Hachiman placed the textbooks on the desk and took a moment to familiarize himself with the dormitory.

Then, he leaned back in the chair and sat down.

“Click—”

He opened his phone and took a picture.

It wasn’t because he liked doing this, but because he wanted to send a photo to his sister, Komachi.

He wanted to tell her that he had settled down and, as a bonus, show off how good the living conditions were.

But—

[Message not sent]

??

Hachiman then walked over to the balcony and raised his phone.

He checked his phone screen again.

[Message not sent]

“Beep!”

Hachiman stepped outside the door.

[Message not sent]

“…”

Well.

He understood now.

The full boarding system meant this.

Not only were students required to board for the entire three years, but it also cut off any connection with the outside world.

However, aside from the student ID that Chabashira-sensei had mentioned, there was another piece of software originally installed by the school—the school forum.

The forum was managed by the student council.

Hachiman opened the school forum and found that it required him to log in with his ID number.

It seemed like real-name registration was mandatory.

But the content on the forum was a bit chaotic.

[The freshmen enrolled this year, the store I work at is so busy.] This was likely from a part-time worker.

[Ugh, it’s so exhausting during this time of year. I really want a holiday, but I still have a 4-year contract.] Another part-time worker.

It was clear that the part-time workers couldn’t leave the school freely and were required to stay for a certain number of years.

[Please be respectful online, the internet connects us all, and it’s up to everyone to maintain a healthy environment.] This was probably a notice from the student council.

[The painting club is recruiting members. Students whose works are rated excellent will receive point rewards.] This post was from an upperclassman.

It seemed like a good opportunity, and it even offered a way to earn points.

But—

Hachiman scrolled down the forum and suddenly stopped.

A new post caught his attention.

[Chess Tournament, 100,000 yen entry fee, best of three, but challengers who win any match will receive 1,000,000 points.] This was from a regular student.

The title was quite bold.

1,000,000 points—who was this rich person?

Hachiman clicked on the post.

He found that the poster’s real-name registration had been verified.

Her name was Sakayanagi Arisu.

Her name was likely pronounced “Alice,” a pretty name.

However, Hachiman wasn’t one to be obsessed with looks or voices.

He thought even petite girls could be cute.

When he clicked on the post, he saw that some students had already replied, criticizing her for being too proud and showy.

They pointed out that she was just a new student.

That meant they could check her class?

Hachiman then clicked on the profile of the person with a chess piece as their avatar—Sakayanagi Arisu.

[ID14520, Real Name Verified, First Year, Class A, Sakayanagi Arisu]

Class A of the first year?

That meant she was also a new student.

Did students in Class A start with different points than those in Class D?

Hachiman replied to the post: “Did you also start with 100,000 points?”

But after waiting for two minutes, there was no response.

At that moment, it seemed like some people were starting to take action.

They began asking where the match would take place, planning to give this arrogant new student a shock from the upperclassmen.

However, the response was to go to the chess club, where the facilities could be used at any time.

She had already taken over the school’s chess club.

Really?

Hachiman was a bit curious.

But—

He continued gathering information.

[The free mountain vegetable set at window 5 of the cafeteria doesn’t seem that bad.] These were regular students.

When he clicked on the post, someone immediately replied.

“Are you sure? The mountain vegetable set I had at window 9 today was awful.”

“Can you save me a spot in line? I’ll get one too.”

“Is there still any left? Can you get one for me as well?”

“…”

When Hachiman clicked on the profiles of the students who replied, he found that they were from the second-year Class D, the third-year Class C, and the third-year Class D.

He felt a bit uneasy.

Because, although anyone could take the free stuff,

now it seemed like everyone was fighting for it.

Did the second- and third-year seniors have such a tough life?

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Ten minutes later,

Hachiman quickly skimmed through the first two pages of the forum.

He then quietly analyzed the situation.

It seemed that not only students could log in, but also the student council members and people from the shopping street.

This provided a way to collect information.

However, the information was quite messy and needed to be organized.

Speaking of collecting information, Hachiman didn’t directly go to the shopping street to check whether the points on the student IDs could be used like money.

This was because some students in the class group had already verified it.

Some students had gone to the shopping street and directly bought items using their student ID.

They successfully paid with their student IDs.

There was no restriction on large purchases either; spending 50,000 points on a game console was allowed.

That sounded great.

Or rather, it was a bit problematic.

Why would anyone spend 50,000 points on a game console?

Did they have no sense of security or crisis awareness?

If you look at the forum a bit more, you’ll see that the students from Class D were eating bad-tasting meals. How did they end up eating such bad food?

However, Hachiman’s luck seemed decent.

He found that the students in the class group weren’t fully accounted for yet.

When he was invited by Hirata to join, the top of the group interface showed 25, meaning only 25 students had joined so far.

But considering that the semester had only just started, having 25 students in the group already meant that those who were good at socializing really stood out.

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After getting familiar with his dorm again, Hachiman was ready to go shopping.

On one hand, he had learned that the points looked plentiful, but judging from the performance of the upperclassmen, it seemed that Class C and D students might face difficult situations.

So, he might need to be cautious with spending.

Then, he also had to start completing the tasks that Chabashira-sensei assigned.

Finishing her tasks would earn him a reward of 200,000 points, which still sounded pretty tempting.

However—

Hachiman stood by the elevator, waiting. The elevator doors opened automatically as it came down.

He saw that a girl was already inside the elevator.

She had short golden hair, shiny wine-red eyes, and a smooth face.

Her lips were also slightly glossy.

She was quite a cute girl.

And Hachiman recognized her because she was the second person to stand up and introduce herself during Hirata’s self-introduction session.

He remembered what she said.

Her name was Kushida Kikyo, and it seemed like she wanted to be friends with everyone.

If it wasn’t only an ambition, then she must have strong social skills.

“You are…?” she seemed to think Hachiman looked familiar.

But Hachiman thought about how his self-introduction had been interrupted.

So, it was normal for people not to know him.

“You are Hikigaya Hachiman, right?” she said. “Back then, when Chabashira-sensei came in, you didn’t finish your introduction, but I remember you said you’re from Chiba.”

“Chiba? I have a classmate whose hometown is also Chiba. The scenery there is beautiful, and many dramas are filmed around the seaside Makuhari area.” Kushida seemed very chatty.

Eh!

That meant she remembered his incomplete self-introduction?

“Hey, Hikigaya-kun, can you tell me about Chiba sometime?” Kushida looked at him with her cute, moist eyes.

So cute.

This was the first time Hachiman… was being looked at by a girl with such a gaze.

Hmm.

What’s going on? Not only does Class D have Hirata, the “mom,” but now there’s also this “little angel” Kushida?