Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 163: Kamuro-san, You!

The so-called two-week luxury trip.

The first week turned out to be survival on a deserted island, living in utter misery.

And in the second week, just when they thought they could finally enjoy the trip—

On the third day, a surprise came: they had to play Werewolf.

Now that the Werewolf game was over, there wasn’t much time left before returning to school.

So the students were making the most of it, enjoying all the free luxuries.

After all, on a luxury cruise, everything was free.

Of course, Hikigaya-kun was no exception.

Though personally, he felt that people should put in effort before reaping rewards, as that was the only way to truly enjoy things.

Not just freeloading without doing anything.

In the café on the second floor, Hachiman watched through the floor-to-ceiling window as students fed French fries to seagulls.

Just then, a ringtone sounded from across the booth.

It was Kushida’s phone.

Her phone was on the table. Hachiman glanced at the screen curiously and saw that the caller ID was “Wang Mei-yu.”

Wang Mei-yu was Kushida’s best friend. And best friends usually had a special place in one’s contacts.

But Kushida had saved her under her full name—

Clearly, this so-called “best friend” had recently been annoying Kushida.

So Hachiman simply called out,

“Kushida-san, your phone.”

“Ah, I’ll be right there!”

A clear, crisp voice came from the cash register area.

Shortly after, a golden-haired little angel walked over, carrying a tray with coffee.

“You sure are busy,” Hachiman remarked, watching Kushida immediately check her phone after setting things down.

Today, Kushida had invited him for coffee to thank him for the huge amount of points she earned from the exam.

Of course—

Since everything on the cruise was free, she might just be repaying this favor at zero cost.

Compared to Kushida, Horikita had also received a huge sum of points, but she never even considered inviting him for a meal or a spa day.

So heartless.

That said, Horikita wasn’t as rigid as she was at the start of the year, which was somewhat reassuring.

Otherwise, if she was completely inflexible, he would have to predict all her moves and plan accordingly—

Which would mean treating classmates as mere chess pieces.

And Hikigaya wasn’t that cruel.

The reason he pointed it out was because, in less than 30 minutes, Kushida had already received five calls.

“It’s nothing,” Kushida said with a cute smile.

“Hello, hello?”

She picked up the phone, pressed it to her ear, and spoke in a sugary-sweet voice.

“Ah, Mei-yui~ No worries, I’m free right now… Mhm, mhm, I see, I’ll help you… Okay, I’ll call you back later, okay?”

She gently pressed the end call button and placed her phone back on the table.

With no other students in the café, her expression instantly darkened.

Her voice turned cold and indifferent.

“Tch. She wants me to create an opportunity for her to get close to Hirata.”

“She thinks Hirata-kun is a great guy—probably has a crush on him.”

“But does she even realize what league Hirata is in? There’s no way she can get him.”

“Ugh, such a pointless favor. It’s a waste of my time. And she won’t give up after just one try—she’ll probably come to me two or three more times, then back off a bit, but she’ll definitely keep pining for him in secret.”

“Ugh, how annoying.”

One moment, she was an angel. The next, she had completely darkened.

“Do you really enjoy living like this?”

Hachiman listened to her ranting, and when she finally stopped, he suddenly asked.

“Eh?”

Kushida blinked in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Nothing… just that it all seems exhausting.”

Hachiman said softly.

Class C students were more chaotic than other classes, constantly entangled in trivial conflicts.

For example, Girl A and Girl B acted like friends on the surface, but Girl A secretly despised Girl B’s behavior.

She didn’t want to show it outright, but at the same time, she couldn’t hold back her complaints.

So she vented to Kushida.

Meanwhile, Girl B felt the same way about Girl A and also came to Kushida to rant about her.

This had been the case since middle school.

Back then, Kushida had cracked under the pressure and vented about it on the web—

Only to be exposed, leading to a classroom-wide explosion.

To be “everyone’s Kushida” while also being the “trusted confidante” of each person—

It was an exhausting life.

Even just thinking about it made Hachiman feel uncomfortable.

“Not at all~”

But Kushida smiled sweetly, as if suddenly unburdened.

“I didn’t expect Hikigaya-kun to be so understanding of me~”

“I really enjoy my life right now.”

She put on a serious expression and said softly,

“Everyone treats me as a friend and confides their secrets in me. It makes me feel trusted and needed. It’s fulfilling.”

“Maybe.”

Hachiman didn’t argue.

What came to mind was that, much like Kushida, Ichinose from Class B was also surrounded by a massive circle of friends.

So was she struggling in the same way?

If Kushida had already cracked, then maybe Ichinose was also a potential ticking time bomb?

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In the end, Kushida only freeloaded coffee from the cruise.

So no matter how many cups she drank, she felt no guilt.

Hachiman liked coffee, but even he wasn’t hardcore enough to drink five cups a day.

So after passively listening to Kushida’s complaints for over half an hour, he confirmed she wasn’t overly stressed and then left the café.

Because he had just received two text messages.

One was from Chabashira-sensei, asking him to meet at the theater.

And the other message was from Kamuro Masumi of Class A.

As for Kamuro, it might have been Sakayanagi’s suggestion, but since the points were already in hand, Sakayanagi no longer mattered.

Thus,

Hachiman weighed the two matters in his mind.

He quickly chose Chabashira-sensei.

After all, Chabashira had made a deal with him—if he successfully helped Class A, he could get 10 million points. Now, that goal was almost within reach.

So now was the time to collect the points from Chabashira-sensei.

When he arrived at the theater, the play was already underway.

It was Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night.

Olivia: “Ah! Sir, I wouldn’t be so cruel. I can make a list of my beauty, itemized clearly, with each detail noted in my will. For example, a pair of lips, neither too thick nor too thin; a pair of gray eyes with eyelids; a smooth neck and soft chin, and so on. Were you sent here to compliment me?”

Viola: “I understand what kind of person you are. You are too proud, but even if you are a devil, you are beautiful. My master loves you. Ah! Such love, even if you are the most beautiful person on earth, you should respond to it.”

Olivia: “How does he love me?”

Viola: “With worship, an abundance of tears, the sound of love’s moans, sighs filled with passionate fire.”

Duke: “Ah, exactly! My heart is like a deer. Sigh! When I first saw Olivia, I felt as if she had cleared the air. It was then that I turned into a deer; my desire, like a fierce and cruel hunting dog, always chasing me.”

Shakespeare’s play—Twelfth Night.

Hachiman remembered reading the novel.

The female protagonist, separated from her twin brother in a storm, falls in love with the Duke, while the Duke is in love with Olivia.

In order to win the Duke’s heart, the female protagonist dresses as a man to approach Olivia and make her fall out of love with the Duke.

Unexpectedly, the female protagonist succeeds, and Olivia, in turn, falls in love with her, abandoning the Duke.

However, she accidentally meets the female protagonist’s twin brother and marries him without knowing who he is.

Thus, the brother ends up with Olivia, and the female protagonist and the Duke live happily ever after.

However, such a story didn’t seem very popular.

In fact, who even still watches plays nowadays?

The entire theater was empty, and there was only one spectator.

“I didn’t expect you to like this kind of play?”

Hachiman sat down next to Chabashira Sae, giving her a strange look.

“I just wanted to find a place to talk.”

Chabashira Sae looked indifferent, but Hachiman, noticing her expression through his peripheral vision, saw that her mood seemed quite complicated.

“Is something wrong?”

Hachiman asked in confusion. Normally, since the class had just advanced to Class B, she should be offering some kind of reward.

But it felt like something was wrong.

So Hachiman sat down.

Chabashira Sae slightly opened her lips and explained the reason for her changing mood.

“Yesterday, a man called the school, demanding that Ayanokouji Kiyotaka be expelled. And the man’s name is Ayanokouji Atsushi.”

“And Ayanokouji Kiyotaka—”

Chabashira paused. “He’s a real genius. What he’s showing now is the result of him intentionally concealing his abilities.”

“In Class C, there has always been an absolute powerhouse.”

“…”

So, in other words, besides Koenji, was there someone in the class who had extraordinary abilities?

Having someone with special talents makes things easier.

But,

That person was also facing the possibility of expulsion.

Because,

If the school was involved, it meant that the person’s background wasn’t trivial.

So, if Hachiman were to use Ayanokouji, he might be getting himself into trouble.

That’s why Chabashira-sensei had such an expression.

Unsure whether to make use of the situation.

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After leaving Chabashira-sensei, Hachiman returned to his cabin to take a nap.

Yamauchi, from the same cabin, went to enjoy the free meals.

Since tomorrow they would return to school, now was the time to take full advantage of the freebies.

As for Koenji, he went for a swim.

While drinking coffee with Kushida, Hachiman saw Koenji just getting out of the pool, completely drenched.

“Sir, sir, please don’t get water all over the stairs.”

A waiter nervously followed behind Koenji, holding a towel.

“Didn’t I say? There’s this saying about a man being as fresh as water, and I’m that kind of man.” Koenji laughed loudly. “And I’ve never dried myself off since I started remembering things.”

This made the waiter reluctantly use a very long towel to dry his body.

“Well done, I’ll make an exception and give you an autograph later,” Koenji said.

“Autograph?” The waiter didn’t understand.

“Of course, my name,” Koenji Rokuzo said. “Don’t look so surprised. I’ll be the man to carry Japan’s future, so make sure you come with a big ship to welcome me. And I’m not talking about some low-level cruise ship.”

However, the waiter still looked utterly confused.

He didn’t know that Koenji Rokusuke was the only son of a famous conglomerate and that his future development would surely be strong.

Meanwhile, Koenji thoroughly enjoyed the service on the ship.

As for Kamuro—Hachiman prepared to continue his nap.

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[Over here.]

[This one million is for your pocket money.]

[Although One-san isn’t very pretty, she knows how to pamper people.]

[Do I look good in this outfit?]

[I’ll tell you secretly.]

[This is the outfit One-san specifically picked out for you.]

[Can you hold One-san’s hand?]

[You’ve been secretly staring at me for so long.]

[Have you fallen for me?]

Hachiman had a nice dream where he was taken care of by a rich older sister. Then he suddenly remembered his appointment with Kamuro.

“By the way, you’re already 20 minutes late!” said Kamuro Masumi, a member of Class A, with her long purple hair and long legs.

She had arranged to meet Hikigaya in the afternoon, but he showed up 20 minutes later than the agreed time.

“I was dreaming just now, and it was so beautiful that I didn’t want to wake up,” Hachiman said.

Oh.

So, he was awake but just didn’t want to leave the dream.

That was quite a spineless thing to do.

“By the way, what was your dream about?” Kamuro asked.

“It was a date with a rich, intellectual One-san” Hachiman said. This was the shortcoming after waking up from a dream.

Because if it were real, it would have been wonderful.

“……” Kamuro.

Kamuro thought that she shouldn’t have asked because this guy was really spineless.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about this time?”

“Did Sakayanagi leave any instructions?” Hachiman asked.

“She said that after you return to school tomorrow, she will treat you to lunch,” Kamuro said.

Ah.

Sakayanagi is still so polite.

Free lunch +1.

“I’m just curious, though. Since Sakayanagi came here, why couldn’t she stay on the ship?” Kamuro asked.

Sakayanagi had arrived with Horikita using a helicopter, and when Horikita left, so did she.

But as a student, Sakayanagi could still attend exams.

So why did she leave?

Kamuro, you’re curious about that?

You have no idea about your master’s ruthlessness.

Because this time, when Class A was deducted 150 points, it was her masterpiece, and leaving Class A to participate in the exam and still get deducted 150 points—she didn’t care about losing face.

If she was found out, her popularity would decline.

So, Sakayanagi absolutely couldn’t stay on the ship.

But did Kamuro not think of any of this?

Hachiman realized that aside from being bad at studying, Kamuro was also quite slow-witted.

No wonder she was easily manipulated by Sakayanagi.