Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 145: Foolish Onii-chan!

Hikigaya wanted to contact the outside world.

Was this reasonable?

Of course, it was. Advanced Nurturing High School was a fully closed-off school for three years, which meant students couldn’t contact their families.

Students did have mobile phones, but unfortunately, they were set up with restrictions similar to a “youth mode,” preventing any contact with the outside world.

As for Chabashira’s phone…

“Only homeroom teachers’ phones are slightly different,” Chabashira explained. “They’re set up so that we can contact the outside world in case of emergencies.”

Oh.

So that’s how it was.

If Chabashira-sensei’s phone could be used to contact the outside world…

Hachiman stared directly at Chabashira Sae.

“…” Chabashira. “Fine.”

Seeing Hachiman’s expression, Chabashira spoke. Initially, she had considered rewarding him for his good performance in this exam, but now it seemed that being able to contact his family was far more appealing to him.

From their first meeting, Chabashira knew this guy was from Chiba and carried Chiba’s specialties with him.

A complete siscon.

So now, he was probably trying to contact his little sister.

Today was Saturday—not only was Advanced Nurturing High School off, but even regular schools had no classes.

After entering middle school, parents typically gave their children mobile phones.

“Although the school doesn’t specifically check teachers’ phones,” Chabashira said, “I still can’t lend it to you for too long.”

“Understood,” Hikigaya immediately responded.

He then took the phone from Chabashira.

After coming to Advanced Nurturing High School, he had added seven or eight new contacts to his phone.

But he still remembered his home phone number very clearly.

Back in middle school, aside from his family, hardly anyone contacted him, so he had memorized their numbers long ago.

Sigh.

Recalling this piece of his past, Hikigaya dialed the number.

Soon.

“Moshi moshi… Ah, sorry, I’m just a student. I don’t take loans, and I don’t accept sales pitches. So if you’re a freshly graduated university senior, please spare me. Trying to sell me something is useless.”

A girl’s voice came through the phone at an incredibly fast pace.

She sounded like she was in a good mood.

She was also kind enough to consider others—perhaps she knew how tough things were for fresh graduates.

However.

This was clearly a result of frequent harassment calls.

“Komachi, it’s me. Your onii-chan.” Hachiman said.

“Ah, onii-chan—wait, what the heck, onii-chan?!”

“??”

“Komachi, you can’t swear!” Hachiman quickly corrected her.

“Oh no, onii-chan! More importantly, how are you calling me? Isn’t your school a closed-off system?”

“This—” Hachiman scratched his head. “Well, this school is pretty unique. As long as you have money, you can make anything happen, so paying to make a phone call is possible. The school also distributes living expenses every month.”

“…” Komachi.

His sister seemed to pause for a few seconds.

But soon…

“You idiot, onii-chan! You actually spent money to make a call? Wouldn’t it be better to save up?” Komachi scolded. “I’ve long known that my brother is never getting married, so shouldn’t he start saving now for his future retirement? Idiot onii-chan!”

“…” Hachiman.

As expected of his sister.

Hachiman had initially planned to save up points for his future life.

“Wait, shouldn’t you be thinking about how I’m willing to spend money on you? Doesn’t that mean Komachi is really important in onii-chan’s heart?” Hachiman countered.

“Ahh, Komachi’s score just went up a lot~” His sister giggled. “So, onii-chan, are you enjoying high school?”

“It’s alright, I guess.”

“Have you made any friends?” His sister pressed on. “To be more precise, have you found a girlfriend?”

“…” Hikigaya Hachiman. “That kind of thing doesn’t exist.”

“Eh…”

“…Why are you sighing? I’m working on making friends,” Hachiman said. “And right now, I think I’ve found a goal.”

“You’ve made a friend?” Komachi sounded intrigued. “Is it a girl?”

“A girl?” Well…

Except for Hirata, all the contacts in his phone were girls.

And the one he wanted to be friends with… Maybe Sakura was a good choice.

Horikita was reliable, and Kushida had no secrets left to reveal.

All of them met the standard for being a friend.

“I want to become friends with a girl,” Hachiman admitted.

“Eh!” Komachi sighed even longer. “Onii-chan, don’t you know that high school is the easiest time to get a girlfriend? Why not take the chance?”

“You have to understand—after graduation, everyone goes their own way, enters society, and gets beaten down by reality. In the end, the most popular ones will definitely be—”

“So it’s best to act early,” Komachi lectured like an elder.

“That’s probably impossible,” Hachiman replied. “I don’t want to chase after girls. I want to be the one pursued.”

“Eh, I’ve heard this before, but onii-chan, do you really think you’re going to get pampered?”

Komachi sighed. “At this rate, I have no choice but to keep studying hard.”

“By the way, onii-chan, are you sure? Your school gives students money?” Komachi seemed very interested in this topic.

“What are you planning?” Hachiman immediately grew wary.

“Obviously, I want to make money!” Komachi declared. “If I can start earning during school, that’d be amazing!”

I see.

“Komachi,” Hachiman said. “Getting too obsessed with money too early isn’t good. As for financial matters, I’ll figure it out. I’ve already saved over a million points. And over the next three years, I might be able to save up to 20 million.”

“So you don’t need to be obsessed with money,” Hachiman reassured her.

Really?

But on the other end of the phone, his sister pouted. 20 million wasn’t enough to support both of them for long.

Plus, in the future, they’d have to take care of their parents too.

So, onii-chan, you’re still too young. You don’t realize that amount of savings won’t last.

Maybe she needed to find a way to attend the same school as her brother.

That thought crossed Hikigaya Komachi’s mind.

After finishing his call with his sister, Hikigaya sat with the phone for a moment.

Then, he handed it back to Chabashira.

“Thanks, Chabashira-sensei,” Hachiman said, watching as she reached out with her left hand to take the phone. Her fingers were slender and pale.

Hikigaya suddenly realized that Chabashira-sensei actually had a certain feminine charm.

Completely different from Hiratsuka-sensei.

But—

“Can you do me a favor?” Hikigaya asked.

“What is it?” Chabashira looked over.

Lending him her phone was just a small favor, and since he had played a crucial role in this exam, she didn’t mind helping him again.

Although they were still in Class C, they were only about 200 points away from Class A.

Just one more push, and they could put immense pressure on Class A.

So, giving him another hand wouldn’t be a problem.

However—

Hikigaya’s face seemed to flush slightly. He hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself, then wanting to speak again.

“Actually, during the deserted island test, our class encountered some issues. Ryuuen’s class planted a spy in our group, causing trouble in an attempt to create internal conflict,” Hikigaya explained briefly.

“And now, I have the evidence, but I don’t know how to deal with it.”

“……” Chabashira.

Her golden pupils were filled with confusion, disbelief, and even shock.

Because—

Did he really not know what to do and just decided to dump the problem on her?

Did he realize that if people found out he was holding onto girls’ missing underwear, he’d be seen as a pervert?

But for her, Chabashira, holding onto students’ underwear… that would also make her look like a pervert!

After all, even though she was a woman, she didn’t wear blue-and-white striped underwear.

…

Having thrown the hot potato to Chabashira and taken care of the troublesome Yamauchi,

That evening, Hikigaya organized a celebration dinner for the key participants in the deserted island exam.

However, Kouenji refused, saying he had recovered and wanted to go swimming instead.

He had never been the type to mingle with others.

There was nothing more to say about that.

Kouenji had always wanted to go solo.

Hirata was also supposed to be there, but he ended up leaving to calm down Sudo and the others, who wanted to confront Class A and reclaim their pride.

So—

What was originally a seven-person celebration dinner ended up with just four people: Hikigaya, Sakura, Horikita Suzune, and Kushida.

The deserted island test had ended.

The updated class evaluation scores for all four classes were released:

Class A (Katsuragi’s class): 1258 points
Class B (Ichinose’s class): 1121 points
Class C (Horikita’s class): 1041 points
Class D (Ryuuen’s class): 0 points

Horikita had confirmed these numbers and Kushida had posted them in the class group chat.

“This time, Sakura deserves the most credit,” Hikigaya said.

“Eh? Ehh?! I-I didn’t do anything,” Airi was startled and frantically waved her hands.

“If it weren’t for your camera, we wouldn’t have gained the advantage,” Hikigaya said.

“I agree,” Horikita Suzune added, now in high spirits after recovering. “Thanks to Sakura’s camera, we were able to get information on the bases in advance, allowing us to secure 20 bases.”

“So in this exam, you were the MVP, Sakura,” Horikita said.

“Ehh… umm… that’s… uhh…”

“Sakura, is there anything you want?” Hikigaya asked. “If there’s something we can do for you, we’ll buy it for you.”

“M-Me? As long as I was able to help, that’s enough. I don’t really want… any kind of reward,” Sakura Airi quickly said.

For her, just being able to stay in the group without being pushed out or rejected was already a blessing.

“It’s okay,” Horikita said. “I received some rewards from this exam. I can use part of it for you.”

Horikita was thinking about discussing things with Hikigaya and Kushida before approaching Ichinose’s class.

The two classes signed a contract.

As long as they correctly guessed the leaders of Classes A and D, they would receive 400,000 points per month from Class B until graduation.

Later, although they had to use 2 initial points to resolve the underwear incident, they still had a contract value of 98 points remaining.

So, in this exam, Horikita did gain something.

And since she didn’t like owing favors, she decided to repay Sakura for her help in this exam.

“Umm…”

Sakura felt a little embarrassed under Horikita’s intense gaze and hesitated before saying, “Actually, I’ve been wanting a camera lens recently.”

“A camera lens? That’s no problem,” Horikita said generously.

But Hikigaya knew that camera lenses were expensive.

Even regular ones started at 20,000 yen.

So—

Sakura was actually quite the big spender.

“I can help too,” Kushida offered.

Since she had been closely observing Horikita and understood her habits, she knew how stingy Horikita could be.

So if Horikita was willing to spend money for Sakura, it meant she had earned something.

It was probably from the deal with Class B.

And since Kushida had been part of it too, she would naturally get a share as well.

Now, she had to act generous.

“Umm… but camera lenses are pretty expensive…” Sakura hesitated, knowing their value.

“Don’t worry about the money,” Hikigaya said. “You really were the MVP of this exam.”

“So don’t refuse. As for the money…”

Hikigaya checked his phone.

[Hikigaya-kun, do you have time? If you’re free, let’s finalize the agreement from the island.]
—Ichinose Honami.

See?

The money was practically secured.

…

On the island, Hikigaya and Horikita had approached Ryuuen and made a verbal agreement.

But both sides ended up betraying each other, making the agreement void.

Similarly, their deal with Ichinose’s group had also been a verbal one.

The three of them arrived at a restaurant.

“Now that the exam is over, Class B doesn’t actually have to honor our agreement,” Horikita said. “After all, nothing was written down.”

“Well… I don’t think Ichinose and her group would break their promise,” Kushida said, shaking her head.

“Yeah,” Hikigaya nodded.

“I don’t believe they’d go back on their word.”

“That’s why we didn’t put anything in writing on the island—because we knew they would follow through.”

“You trust Ichinose that much?” Horikita asked.

“It’s not about trust. It’s just that they won’t break a promise,” Hikigaya replied.

“That’s how they are.”

Saying this, Hikigaya suddenly looked toward a booth in the restaurant where a customer had propped up a menu to block their face.

“Ichinose, you wouldn’t be planning to ditch us, right?”

The person was back in their school uniform.

A pleated skirt and white ankle socks.

But since she was sitting with the large menu covering her face, all he could see were her legs—admittedly very nice ones.

“Ugh… meow…”

“Sorry, I wasn’t eavesdropping on purpose,” Ichinose said quickly, lowering the menu and standing up after being caught.