There is something wrong with Hikigaya’s classroom of the Elite, as expected

Chapter 42: The Last Supper

As for the end-of-month test in the morning, students like the “foolish duo” had already forgotten about it, eagerly looking forward to the weekend and the arrival of next month.

“Ah, there are still two days left, and I only have 2000 points left. How can such a tiny amount of points be enough!” Yamauchi complained to Ike and the others nearby. They were also discussing which games they would buy next month, where they would go to have fun after school, and so on. Ayanokouji, on the other hand, was like a loyal subordinate, silently listening to the “leader” of the group speak, occasionally chiming in with a few words to subtly express his presence.

The situation with the “foolish duo” was not an isolated case, but rather a reflection of Class D as a whole. Many students shared the mindset of, “Since we’ll get 100,000 personal points next month, we should try to spend as much of this month’s points as possible.” Everyone had agreed to enjoy the weekend and then welcome the beautiful May that was soon approaching.

In Class D, the students looked relaxed and cheerful, discussing their joyful weekend plans, complaining about the “trouble” of having too many points to spend… all of this was noticed by Hikigaya.

“Yeah, I suppose it’s like the last meal before execution.”

Although the scene was one of joy and happiness, Hikigaya couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of irony and sadness.

Hikigaya turned to look at his deskmate, the “Ice Princess,” Horikita. He admitted that at first, he had some misconceptions about her. When they were assigned to Class D, he had originally thought that Horikita was a student who was “bad at studying but still tried to act like she was working hard.”

However, after observing her for nearly a month, Hikigaya found that Horikita was not only serious about her studies but also one of the few students in the class who followed classroom rules. She had no friends, no social life, and no entertainment. She was often alone, and her school life was basically confined to the two points of going to class and going home. It was rare to see her in any recreational places; she was someone who could endure boredom and loneliness, someone immersed in her own world.

In her, Hikigaya saw a strong sense of déjà vu!

It was now the end of the school day, yet Horikita had not left. She was deeply focused, trying to solve the last difficult problem from the morning’s end-of-month test.

“She really is a stubborn one!”

Horikita’s unwillingness to give up on this problem made even Hikigaya, someone who prided himself on his own stubbornness, feel a sense of admiration.

The truth about the school situation for next month was revealed, and while Hikigaya originally felt little more than indifference toward the potential bad situations for Class D—and even felt a bit of schadenfreude—he now found himself worried for this stubborn girl.

The last question on this morning’s end-of-month quiz was clearly an additional question meant to filter out the more capable students. Horikita’s determination to solve it indicated her high confidence in and pride for her academic abilities.

But once she learns the truth about Class D, will her pride be able to handle such a sharp contrast from her expectations?

Hikigaya had experienced the feeling himself—when something you were most proud of and confident in gets shattered and becomes worthless. That’s a deeply painful emotion.

…

The last weekend of the month quickly passed, and a new week arrived, ushering in a new month.

May 1st.

As usual, Hikigaya arrived at the classroom. Class D’s classroom was as noisy as ever. From down the hallway, you could already hear the chaotic noise. The girls were gathered around, discussing Japanese entertainment gossip, beauty bloggers, and other fashionable topics, while the foolish duo continued to make absurd statements and crude jokes.

This was Class D’s daily life, looking no different from usual, but as soon as Hikigaya stepped through the door, he immediately sensed something was off.

The girls appeared lively in their conversations, but each of them would occasionally pull out their phones, frown, and then pretend everything was normal as they put their phones away.

As for the boys… Checking the time, Hikigaya noticed that many students who usually arrived right on time had arrived early today. Even Sudo, known for being perpetually late and skipping class, had come early and was, unusually, not asleep.

However, there were exceptions.

“Eh, Ken? You’re here so early on a Monday?”

The fool duo had arrived right on time, sporting dark circles under their eyes, clearly having stayed up all weekend. They didn’t seem to notice the subtle shift in the atmosphere in the classroom.

Everyone’s gaze occasionally shifted toward the door, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

There was an odd atmosphere in the room that everyone could feel, yet everyone pretended not to notice, as if trying to remain calm and composed.

Even Horikita, who usually didn’t care much about class matters, seemed distracted. Her furrowed brow hinted at the anxious thoughts running through her mind.

The weather today was also grim. The sky was overcast early in the morning, seemingly signaling the arrival of a storm.

In the classroom, Hikigaya was probably the only one who appeared calm, maybe even a little indifferent. Or perhaps you could count Kouenji too.

He opened his phone and saw that his personal points were at 757,400. Over the past few days, Hikigaya had earned a small amount of points through club activities, and adding that to his remaining points from the beginning of the term, as well as the points he’d earned previously, gave him a fairly decent balance.

This number, however, hadn’t changed until the classroom door opened, and Chabashira-sensei, who appeared especially serious today, stepped up to the podium. This meant that the personal points issued in May were indeed… Zero!

If we rule out a system malfunction, there could only be one possible explanation. At this thought, Hikigaya couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of absurdity.

Chabashira-sensei, standing at the podium, radiated an aura of seriousness and coldness that many students could feel. However, some of the fools, either slow to catch on or used to their usual carefree behavior, remained oblivious. Ike, for example, seemed determined to “liven up the atmosphere.”

“Hey, teacher, you look so pale. Could it be that your ‘magic period’ has come? The great wizard Chabashira Dumbledore has arrived!”

After saying this, Ike laughed at what he thought was a hilarious joke. Unfortunately, aside from Yamauchi’s laughter in agreement, no one else in the class reacted, or rather, they were already used to Ike and Yamauchi’s so-called “humorous” jokes.

“Two humorous monkeys putting on a show,” Hikigaya couldn’t help but mutter sarcastically.

This pair of “monkeys” always liked to tell crude jokes they thought were funny, without considering the situation or their audience. They even had a habit of telling vulgar jokes, and afterward, they would act as though they’d done something commendable.

What was even more absurd was that these “monkeys” seemed to think that their jokes would make them popular with the girls and win their favor.

What kind of twisted logic is that?

Do they think they’re in some fantasy world?

Look around and see the disgusted expressions on everyone’s faces, you idiots!

On the other hand, as a mature and composed teacher, Chabashira-sensei ignored Ike’s attempt at humor, which could be considered harassment, and calmly said, “If anyone has any questions before the morning meeting, feel free to ask.”

As soon as she finished speaking, several students, trying to appear calm, immediately raised their hands, eager to ask questions.