Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 019: Confessed to by a Class A Student? No, I Think It’s… a Honey Trap! (Part 1)

Horikita Manabu was really stingy.

After his so-called “lesson,” he just turned around and left, not giving anyone a chance to refuse.

But while Horikita Manabu had left, his sister, Horikita Suzune, was still there.

In class, everyone saw the cold and aloof Horikita, but now, with her brother gone, she was squatting by the edge of a small flower bed next to a vending machine.

She looked extremely dejected.

Even so, as she sat there, her knees were tightly pressed together, revealing only her black stockings—nothing else was visible.

Of course, it wasn’t like Hachiman was trying to look at anything.

He just thought that, even when emotionally crushed, she still maintained her ladylike demeanor.

“Beep!”

“Thud!”

Since there was a vending machine right there, Hachiman spent 200 points to buy a bottle of tomato juice.

Then, he handed it to Horikita Suzune.

“……” Horikita Suzune stared at it. “How much?”

Wow.

This girl…

She really had no friends, huh?

Hachiman started to understand Horikita Manabu’s mindset a little.

Having his sister placed in Class D was dangerous. But if she were out in society, it would be just as dangerous. He had to attend this school in a closed environment, meaning he couldn’t keep an eye on her outside.

So, rather than leaving her completely alone, he wanted her to stay somewhere within his sight.

“Your brother is really forceful,” Hachiman said. “But I think there are some things you should still listen to him about.”

“You want me to get close to you and find your weaknesses?” Horikita Suzune asked.

“……”

Of course not.

While it was nice to have a pretty girl paying attention to him, both she and Kushida were dangerous people.

Hachiman had no desire to get caught up in trouble.

“According to the student council president, your biggest issue is social interaction,” Hachiman said. “Even though you have ability, you can’t work with others. An individual’s strength is limited, but by cooperating with others, you can gain even more power.”

“Then, is being alone wrong?” Horikita questioned.

Is being alone wrong?

“……”

That question made Hachiman fall silent for a moment.

Because…

Is being alone really bad?

True strength isn’t found in groups. The truly strong never flock together. The lonely ones are always at odds with the entire world.

Only the weak like to gather in groups. The problem is that most people are weak.

So, that logic probably wouldn’t work for Horikita Suzune.

Because…

She wasn’t a strong person.

Hachiman believed in this principle: if you take someone’s money, you provide the corresponding amount of labor.

Since Horikita Manabu had only paid him 100,000 points, all he was going to do was escort Horikita Suzune back to the dormitory. After that, he made his way to a nearby railing.

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Yesterday, Chabashira-sensei had asked him to meet her there, so he had waited alone by the railing for a while.

Today, he was the one who had invited Chabashira Sae.

About fifteen minutes later, she arrived.

The teacher was still dressed in her usual style—a single ponytail, a fitted blazer, a short skirt, and stockings—

Oh wait, no stockings today. Her legs looked so pale.

Chabashira still wore her high heels, but her steps were noticeably light.

Leaning against the railing, facing her direction, Hachiman took in her entire posture.

Hmm.

Chabashira-sensei, you seem to be in quite a good mood today.

Most likely, it was because he had reported to her that he had gathered information on Horikita Suzune and confirmed that she was the younger sister of the student council president, Horikita Manabu.

And now, seeing Chabashira-sensei in such a good mood… Hachiman became even more certain.

He was dancing with a wolf.

The idea that he was simply helping her with class-related matters was probably a lie. What she really wanted was for him to interact with the “problem children” in Class D who had potential value.

She was looking for usable “soldiers” in a pile of trash.

Chabashira-sensei, you are really bold.

“This is a point card worth 200,000 points.”

Chabashira handed him a card. “I will record the information on Horikita Suzune in her student file.”

Oh.

Hachiman decided to just take her word for it.

But still, he obediently accepted the card.

After all, there was no reason to refuse free money.

If Chabashira-sensei truly had ambitions, then it was up to the valuable “problem children” in Class D to fulfill them.

If they really could lead the class in competing against the other classes,

Then, as a Class D student himself, he could just ride the wave.

Nothing wrong with catching a free ride, right?

After all, no one ever complains about having too much money for living expenses.

“Well, I’ll be heading back,” Hachiman said.

After dealing with this for more than half an hour, his stomach no longer felt full. Now, he could go back and sleep.

However, Chabashira didn’t leave immediately.

She watched Hachiman’s back as he walked away.

Horikita Suzune was the younger sister of student council president Horikita Manabu.

This school gave students an enormous degree of freedom, which meant the student council president had much higher authority than in normal schools. Even the faculty had to address the president as “Student Council President.”

And Horikita Manabu was the most outstanding student council president since the school was founded.

Even in his own class, he was exceptional—a single person carrying 39 classmates who were dragging him down.

A true powerhouse.

When Chabashira had reviewed the student files, she had noticed Horikita Suzune.

Her face resembled the student council president’s by about 40%, and they shared the same surname: Horikita.

So, was it possible they had some kind of relationship?

She had merely suspected it and had asked Hikigaya Hachiman to confirm it.

Hikigaya-kun, you really are a treasure.

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And so, this “treasure” of a student, Hikigaya Hachiman, attended his next day of classes as usual.