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

Chapter 47: A Messy D-Class

The heartless Chabashira-sensei left, like a cruel one-night stand guy who pulls up his pants and denies knowing you afterward, though I guess one-night stands themselves are pretty trashy anyway.

The dominant and cold attitude that Chabashira displayed today was like a massive mountain, crushing the D-Class students who couldn’t even catch their breath. Everything Chabashira-sensei said and did today was like pouring bottle after bottle of soda and Mentos into a toilet.

It instantly ignited all the contradictions and resentments, and with a “bang,” the toilet exploded, splashing everyone with fertilizer. As for the instigator, well, they’d already left long before.

The ones most affected were those innocent students who had always been diligent, followed the rules, attended class, and studied hard. They were the most furious.

A student named Yukimura, who was usually inconspicuous in class, was the best example. Today, he exploded like he had eaten gunpowder, even more volatile than the bomb-throwing student, Sudo. He began to unleash a barrage of insults at the Monkey Brothers, Sudo, and the others!

The intensity of his outburst stunned everyone—he was like Japan’s version of Bao Longxing!

If it hadn’t been for Hirata stepping in immediately to intervene, they might have ended up physically fighting!

In fact, Hirata, Horikita, and others were victims too, and Hikigaya could understand why they were so angry.

After all, they had studied hard, but their efforts were being undermined and negated because of others’ mistakes. It was like working 31 days and getting paid, only to find out that your wages were completely deducted due to a colleague’s mistake, especially if that colleague was useless. Such a ridiculous reason was what made it most frustrating and infuriating!

Why should others’ mistakes become your burden?

But… this was a collective, and this was the deep helplessness.

Chabashira-sensei really shouldn’t have played with fire like that!

The Monkey Brothers and others were smart enough not to argue back at Yukimura’s insults, but Sudo’s temper was not as easy to deal with—after all, he was the kind of guy who’d resort to violence against girls.

Moreover, his chronic tardiness, skipping classes, and sleeping in class were well-known as D-Class habits. Sudo had already been seething from the earlier mocking by Chabashira-sensei, and he kicked his desk and chair aside, clearly preparing to rush over and teach Yukimura, that “four-eyed guy,” a lesson!

After all, teenage boys care more about “saving face” than “admitting their mistakes and apologizing.” Though they claim that their self-esteem is the most important thing, in reality, it’s just an excuse to avoid facing the truth and taking responsibility.

Everyone blamed each other and shirked responsibility. Some were in a daze, giving up on themselves, and others were even more concerned with their reflection in the mirror, combing their hair. D-Class was like the chaos in the northwest of Jin, a total mess.

As Yukimura and Sudo were about to fight, Hirata, the firefighter, appeared again, with Shiraishi also stepping in to mediate. Both of them had a high reputation in the class, and their soothing words barely managed to calm the two down.

“Well, all tragedies stem from one’s own weakness,” Hikigaya muttered to himself, shaking his head. He recalled the high school student who had argued with Sudo earlier, saying “You’ll see hell one day,” and now it seemed like it had come true.

Even Hikigaya couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed. At the same time, he felt a deep sense of loneliness. For a moment, he felt like there was an imperceptible barrier between him and the students around him. Even though he was in the same class, he felt no connection to them, like a ghost floating above the class, observing everyone coldly from a third-person perspective.

“Hey, Hikigaya!”

Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted Hikigaya’s drifting thoughts, bringing him back to reality.

“Did you already know something?”

While Hikigaya was lost in his thoughts, Horikita had somehow appeared in front of him. Their last conversation seemed to be during that swimming class?

Well, in Hikigaya’s memory, it seemed like since that swimming lesson, he and the Ice Princess hadn’t talked at all. Despite sitting less than a meter and a half away, they didn’t even greet each other. After all, they both always wore indifferent expressions, so it was clear what that meant.

It was like an unspoken “whoever speaks first loses” kind of atmosphere. It felt a bit like a strange grudge between quarrelling enemies, quite inexplicable.

Hikigaya raised his head to glance at her, but didn’t answer Horikita’s question because it didn’t even matter.

Seeing Hikigaya’s silence, Horikita’s furrowed brows tightened even more, but she wasn’t someone who would give up easily. She repeated her question.

“Hikigaya, you already realized the truth about the school, didn’t you?”

Hikigaya hadn’t planned to engage with her, but seeing the determination and reluctance in Horikita’s eyes, he sighed.

“You’re very dissatisfied, right? Why did you end up in such a terrible class? If only I had discovered this sooner…” Every word Hikigaya spoke made Horikita’s face look even worse. “Right now, you just want to regain some confidence by hearing that I didn’t realize the truth back then. What’s the difference between you and those who immediately shifted the blame?”

“So, you want me to tell you, ‘Sorry, I just realized the truth about the school,’ so you can tell yourself that you’re still great and not as worthless as Chabashira-sensei made you feel, right? Sorry, Horikita, I’m not the type to say comforting words.”

Horikita, who had already clenched her fists, surprisingly didn’t explode immediately?

“It’s… it’s my fault for being too forward.”

Horikita gritted her teeth. Despite her obvious dissatisfaction, she continued to stare at Hikigaya without looking away. It seemed like this was her last bit of dignity.

Seeing this, Hikigaya couldn’t help but say a little more.

“I’ll be blunt with you. You’re too absorbed in your own world, and you’ve completely rejected what’s happening around you. Simply put, you’ve never cared about or understood this class or the people in it. Well, even if you think it’s garbage, at least step on it a few times to make sure, so you know what type of garbage it is!”

“Garbage, huh…”

Horikita seemed uncomfortable with Hikigaya’s metaphor, but after looking around, she suddenly found it rather fitting.