Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year - Full Volume
Vol 1 Chapter 1 Part 1
STRUCTURE OF JAPANESE SOCIETY
It's a little sudden, but listen seriously to the question I'm about to ask
ask and think about the answer carefully.
Question: Are all people the same or not?
Lately, people like to talk about equality.
People called men and women to be treated equally and shouted in order
society is getting rid of inequality.
They ask for staffing levels
that is high for women, private cars for everyone and they go to find fault with the order of the list of names.
People even advocate
equality for people with disabilities and now society
be encouraged to stop using the term "disabled person".
Children are taught that everyone is equal, Is it really true?, I wonder.
Men and women have different roles if they have different abilities
be different. People with disabilities remain disabled, no matter what term they use for people with disabilities.
None of this means anything if there is none
watching him, In other words, the answer is no.
Humans are unequal beings; no one is ‘sama’.
A great man once said that God does not make people above
or under each other.
But that doesn't mean everyone is equal. Are you
do you know that this part doesn't end there? The rest is like this.
Everyone is equal
at birth, but then I asked, why is there such a difference in work and community status?
It is written in the second half of this section.
Is there a difference because of someone
struggling with academics or because people aren't trying hard enough?
A difference is made there. That's the famous "scholarship study. This teaching
it hasn't changed at all, even in modern times of 2015. However, the situation is more complex and becomes more serious.
After all, humans are beings capable of thinking. I don't think
it is true that people should live only by using instincts
because things are unfair.
In other words, the word equality is full of lies and lies, however
inequality is also unacceptable. I'm trying to find a new answer
for the eternal problems facing man.
Hey you, the one who held this book and read it, have you ever thought about the future?
Have you ever wondered what it means to go to high school? for college?
Have you ever felt faint that someday, you'll find
job and get a job?
I feel that way.
When I finished my compulsory education and went to high school, I didn't
watching anything.
I'm just happy to be released from my "duty.
I didn't realize that, at that moment, my life and my future were growing
growing up, I don't even understand what it means to learn Japanese and math in school.
WELCOME TO MY DREAM LIKE SCHOOL LIFE
"Ayanokouji-kun, are you okay?"
It's come. It's coming again. The feared situation.
When I pretended to be asleep, the man came.
It was a demon who forced me (who was napping) to wake up
into reality.
In my brain, the 11th Dmitri Shostakovich symphony is playing. The song with
perfectly illustrates my current predicament: the feeling of hopelessness is the same
like people who are being chased by demons and at the end of the world with
fast approaching.
Even with my eyes closed, I know. I could feel the presence of the disquieting Devil beside me as he waited for the slave to awaken ...
Now, as a slave, how could I escape this situation ...?
To avoid danger, use a computer in the brain to quickly find the answer.
Conclusion ... Pretending to hear nothing. I call it the 'pretend to sleep' strategy'. My difficulties will be overcome with this strategy.
If the person who spoke was kindhearted, he would ignore it after
saying,
'Well, that's not gonna help. I'll forgive you because I'm sorry’
Even a pattern like 'I'll kiss if you don't wake up, okay? Chuu ~~ ' also no problem.
"If you don't wake up in 3 seconds, you'll face punishment."
"... What do you mean by 'punishment'?"
In less than a second the 'pretending sleep' strategy was thwarted and I succumbed to the threat.
Even so, I refused to raise my head and continued to refuse.
"Listen, as I expected you to wake up."
"I already know your disorder if I make you angry."
"That's great, then, do you have time?"
"... and if I say no?"
"Well .. I can't force you, but I'll be mad if I don't."
He then continued.
"And if I get angry, I will be a major obstacle to school life
ayanokouji-kun's. Hmm, for example, a lot of small stones in your chair,
squirt water on your head every time you enter the bathroom and
sometimes stab you with a compass needle. Behaviour like that, yup. "
"It was just ordinary harassment! Also, the latter looked strange, as if I remembered being stabbed!"
I reluctantly got up and sat in my chair.
A girl with long black hair and sharp, beautiful eyes looked down at me from the side.
Her name is Horikita Suzune. 1-D High School class, my classmate.
"Don't be too scared, it's just a joke, I won't pour water on you from above while you're on the toilet."
"Airpacks and compass needles are more important! Look at this, this! You still can
look where I was stabbed! How are you responsible for being a scar for life?"
I rolled up my right arm and showed Horikita my upper arm.
"Where's the evidence?"
"Huh?"
"Where is the evidence? Are you saying that I'm the culprit without proof?"
Of course, there is no evidence. Although the only person close enough to
stabbing me is Horikita, and though she's holding a compass needle in
his hand, it was hard to say for sure ...
Anyway, there's something important for me to confirm.
"Do I really have to help? I'll think about it again, but anyway ..."
"Hei Ayanokouji-kun, regretting your decision when you were desperate or when you were suffering ... Which one do you prefer? Because you pulled me from
my responsibility, you have to take responsibility. Really true?"
Horikita offers only two ridiculous and extreme options. Apparently,
it seems he will not make any compromises. It was a mistake to
making a contract with the devil. I decided to give up and obey.
"... So, what am I supposed to do?"
I asked while trembling in fear.
I wouldn't be surprised to hear what he asked of me.
I don't know how things got like this, but I do remember when
this whole thing started.
I met this girl exactly two months ago.
Is it on the day of the entrance ceremony ...?
April: The entrance ceremony.
I went to school in a bus that vibrated every time it passed through the area
bumpy on the road.
When the scenery changes from one area to another, the
passengers on the bus increased gradually, most of the passengers were wearing school uniforms.
A frustrated salary worker single-handedly boarded a bus recalled when she accidentally groped someone the last time she boarded a crowded bus.
An old woman stood in front of me, standing staggered on her feet
the wobbly one, looked as if he would fall down at any moment.
I made the mistake of taking the bus, Although I was able to get a good seat, a cold wind blew towards me and the whole bus was crowded.
The poor old lady had to wait until the bus arrived at her destination.
Cloudless sky and sunny weather refreshing ... I thought I might be asleep.
My peace and quiet were suddenly disturbed.
"Don't you think you should give up your seat?"
For a moment, I opened my eyes that were about to close.
Uh, coincidentally, are you scolding me?
That was what I thought at first, but apparently the person in front of me was
be warned.
A blonde-haired young man was sitting on a chair
priorities. I mean High School students. The old woman stood beside him. An
the office lady was next to the old lady.
"You there, can't you see the old lady having trouble?"
The office lady seemed to want him to hand over the priority seat to the old woman.
On a quiet bus, his voice grew louder and caught the attention of others on the bus.
"That's a very crazy question, ma'am."
The boy might be angry, stupid, or maybe honest, but he just
smile and cross his legs.
"Why should I give this chair to an old woman? Nonexistent
reason for me to let go."
"Isn't it natural to leave a priority seat to a parent?"
"I don't understand, the priority seat is only the priority seat, and there is no obligation
the law for me to move. Whether I move or not should be decided
by me, who is currently sitting on this chair? Will you hand over your seat? Because I'm a young man? Hahaha, that's a stupid way of thinking. "
This is an unexpected way of speaking from a High School student. Her hair
painted blonde and there are some unexpected traits for a high school student.
"I am a healthy young man. Sure, I don't feel that standing up
it will make me troublesome, but it is clear that standing will cost me more
a lot more physical strength than sitting down, I don't want to do things that don't
useful Or maybe, are you telling me to be more lively and energetic? "
"What, such an attitude towards your boss !?"
"Right? It's obvious that you and the old lady have outlived me.
There is no doubt about it However, that 'above' refers to height, I also have a problem with you, even if there is a difference in Age, she said, isn't that a very rude and disrespectful attitude? "
(T/N Superior in Japanese is literally "the person at the top" - he
to say that "above" in the word superior refers to high, not necessarily
social "above".)
"Ap .. You're a high school student! Honestly, listen to what adults are
tell me! "
"No problem, no problem ..."
The office lady was already working, but the old lady did not want to make the situation worse.
He tried to calm her down with a hand gesture, but the woman
the office continued to insult the High School student and it seemed like he was about to fly inside
fury.
"Older women seem to have better hearing than you. Oh baby, I don't think Japanese society is entirely useful yet, enjoy the rest of your life according to your heart."
After showing a helpless smile, he put the headphones on
his ears and began to listen to loud music. The office lady who spoke up gritted her teeth in annoyance.
His arrogant attitude irritated him as he tried to argue with him.
Personally, I didn't involve myself because I agreed, at least, with the boy.
Once the moral problem is solved, the obligation to relinquish the chair disappears.
"I'm sorry……"
The office lady tried to hold back her tears while apologizing to the old woman.
A small incident happened on the bus. I feel relieved because I don't
involved in this situation. I don't care about things like handing over seats
I told my parents or stubbornly refused to move out of my seat.
The distraction ends with the boy winning with his big ego.
At the very least, everyone thought it was all over.
"Um .. I also think that woman is right."
An unexpected aid extended. The owner of his voice seemed to be standing
in front of the office lady and boldly conveyed his opinion to the boy.
He was wearing the same school uniform as me.
"This time it's a pretty girl, apparently I'm lucky with a woman right now."
"Grandmother, it seems to have been hot for a while now, would you
release your chair? It may not be your business, but I think it will contribute to society."
With "pachin", the boy snapped his fingers.
"Social contributions ? I see, that's an interesting way to say it.
Allowing chairs for the elderly can be a way to make a contribution
to society.....
......Unfortunately, I'm not interested in contributing to society. I only think about my own satisfaction. Oh, and on this crowded bus, you asked me, who's sitting in the priority seat, handing over
my seat....
.....but can't you ask someone else to be quiet and leave me alone? If someone really cared for the old man, I thought that the 'priority seat here, priority seat there' would be a trivial concern. "
The girl's intentions did not reach the boy, and the boy's rude attitude
hasn't changed. Neither the office lady nor the old lady could say anything
and stood there with a bitter smile, But the girl who stood at the child was not crushed.
"Everyone, please listen to me at least, can anyone give a seat to the old lady? Please, anyone."
How could so much compassion, courage, and determination be in those few words? It was rare to see such sincere intentions.
With his words, the girl might seem irritated. But he's seriously interesting
passengers without fear.
I wasn't in the priority seat, but I was sitting near the old lady.
Raising my hand and saying
"please", this situation will be resolved.
Parents will also be calm.
Like everyone else on the bus, I didn't move. No one felt the need
to move. The boy's attitude and behavior managed to catch some
the passengers and they convinced themselves that the boy was right.
Of course, parents are Japanese donors and supporters who cannot
denying importance. But we, the youth, are an important human resource that will support
Japan from now on.
Moreover, as the general population gradually ages, our value also increases.
So, if you compare youth and parents, it's clear which is more important now.
Well, this is also a perfect argument, isn't it. Somehow, I began to wonder what others would do.
Looking around, people pretend not to notice or look doubtful.
But the girl sitting next to me was completely different.
Amongst that confusion, he was completely expressionless.
As I stared at him unintentionally because of his strangeness, our eyes met for a moment.
I know we have the same thoughts. None of us
considering handing over our seats to the old lady.
"Oh, here we go!"
As soon as the girl appealed, a woman stood up. Him
taking off his chair, unable to endure his guilt.
"Thank you!"
As the girl lowered her head with a full smile, she pushed
crowd and guide the old lady to a seat.
He thanked the girl over and over again, then sat down in his chair.
While watching the old woman and the girl, I folded my hands and
closed eyes.
The bus arrived at its destination and stopped at school.
When I got off the bus, there was a gate made of natural stone waiting for me.
All the boys and girls in uniform got off the bus and passed by
the gate.
Koudo Ikusei High School.
A school created by the Japanese government that aims to nurture young people to support the future.
This is the place I will follow from today.
Stop, take a deep breath.
OK. let's go!
"Wait a minute."
someone tried to talk to me.
I was stopped by the girl sitting next to me on the bus.
"You saw me a while ago. Why?", he said
emphatically.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little interested, whatever the reason, you don't have the mind to
hand over your seat to the old lady, don't you?"
"Yeah yeah, I don't want to give up my chair, what's up with that?"
"No, it's just that I'm thinking the same thing, I don't intend to either
take off my seat, I like not to be in trouble, I don't like
worry about things like that."
(T/N When he says "I like not to be in trouble", he
using an idiom similar to "let the dog pretend
sleeping")
"It's still out of trouble? don't compare me to you, I don't
let go of my chair because I didn't feel like giving up on it
to an old woman."
"Isn't it worse than just avoiding trouble?"
"I don't know, I'm just acting on my own beliefs, in contrast to people who avoid troublesome things like you, me
don't want to spend time with people like you."
"… I feel the same way."
I just wanted to give you my opinion, but I didn't really want to talk
back and forth.
We both deliberately sighed and started walking in the same direction.
.
.
.
I don't like the entrance ceremony. Many first years think the same way.
The principal and the students thanked each other, stood up too much, and this was a pain in the butt as there were many troublesome things.
But that's not what I wanted to say.
The entrance ceremony of primary, secondary, and high schools marked the start of one
a great test for students.
For the first few days after the entrance ceremony, students should make friends to enjoy the rest of their school life.
If one fails in this task, it is said that three miserable years await them.
Following my principles to avoid trouble, I thought it would be better to
make some friends and build decent human relationships.
The day before, I tried to practice making friends because I was inexperienced.
The first scenario explodes in the classroom and then speaks to the full
vim.
The second scenario secretly took out a note with my email address there. Then become friends after.
In my case, I had to practice because this was a completely different environment
different than I've been wearing my whole life.. I really
alone. I entered the fierce battle field alone.
Facing the class, I walked over to the chair with my signboard on it.
A chair toward the back of the room and near the window. Generally a good place to get.
The classroom is only about half full.
Students see their own class materials or are talking to acquaintances and friends.
Now, what am I supposed to do? Should I get to know someone during this free time? Sitting a few chairs in front of me, a fat boy seemed to be alone (my selfish imagination).
He released an aura that shouted, "Someone spoke to me and became my theme!" (Again, my selfish imagination)
But ... if you suddenly approach someone and talk to them,
they may be disturbed.
Are you waiting for the right time? No, at that time, he probably would
surrounded by enemies, and there's a good chance I'll be friendless.
As I expected, I must speak ...
Wait, wait, don't rush.
If I carelessly jump in and talk to students who don't
known, I might get beaten up by someone else.
It's pointless, negative spiral ...
In the end, I could not talk to anyone, and as time passed, I would soon be left alone.
Is he still alone? Did I hear laughter? I have to listen
something's.
I was thinking what a friend is. Where did friends come from? Does anyone become friends
after they eat each other? Or did you become friends after going to the bathroom together?
The more I think about it, the more I don't understand it. Is that something
that deep? I have to think about it again.
Trying to make new friends is really troublesome and tiring. First, should I try to make friends like this? Next, is not friendship
formed naturally over time?
My mind is in such complete disarray
the chaotic summer festival.
While my mind was still blurred and confused, the class quickly filled up when
other students who enter the class.
Oh well, I had no choice but to try.
After a long internal struggle, I began to rise from my seat.
Yet…
When I woke up, I saw that the fat boy wearing glasses was talking to another classmate.
With a bitter smile, I realized there was no friendship to be made here.
Good for you, glasses-kun ...
You made your first friend───
"You, the previous one ...!"
Feeling confused, I did a serious soul search.
Unintentionally, I let out a deep sigh from the bottom of my lungs. Life
My high school looks pretty bleak.
I saw that the class was almost full, and then I heard someone
put their bags on the chair next to me.
"That is a hard*******, even though the school semester has not yet begun. I feel like sighing after meeting you again."
The person sitting next to me was the girl I was arguing with after getting off the bus.
"... So we're in the same class, yeah." After all, there are only 4 first year classes. This
unlike probabilistic it is impossible for us to be placed in the same class.
"I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. It's nice to meet you."
"Sudden self-introduction?"
"Even if you call it sudden, this is the second time we talk one
same other. Isn't that a good introduction?"
After all, I previously had no way of introducing myself
to anyone. Even for this bad girl. Although, in order to get to know this class, I would at least like to learn my next name.
"Do you mind if I reject your words?"
"I think it would be awkward if we didn't know each other's names, even if we were sitting side by side."
"I think it'll be okay."
After glancing at me, he placed his bag on the table. Looks like he
won't even tell me his name.
The girl showed no interest in the rest of the class, and sat in her chair like
models.
"Are your friends in the other class or did you come to this high school alone?"
"You're curious, aren't you? You shouldn't have talked to me because you wouldn't find it interesting at all."
"If I bother you, just tell me to shut up."
I thought the conversation was over, but after suddenly changing her heart, she sighed and looked at me.
"My name is Horikita Suzune."
I didn't expect to receive an answer, but she .. No, Horikita, introduced herself.
For the first time I saw his face.
... Wow, she's cute.
I mean, she's beautiful.
Even though he was in the same class, he might be able to graduate as a second or third grade student.
She looks like a grown woman.
"Let me start by saying a little bit about myself. I didn't
I have a hobby, but I have an interest in everything. I didn't
I have a lot of friends, but I think it would be better to have a few. That's the kind of person like me. "
"It sounds like an answer from someone who avoids a situation that
troublesome, I don't think I'd like someone who thinks like that."
"It feels like my entire existence has been rejected in one second ..."
"I pray that no more bad luck befalls me."
"I sympathize with you, but I don't think it's gonna come true."
I pointed to the classroom door. The one standing there is....
"The equipment in this class seems to be in order! The classroom looks like a rumor
it's circulating!" It was a boy arguing with the girl on the bus.
"...... I see, of course, bad luck."
It seems like not only us, but that troubled kid is also in Class D.
Without noticing us at all, he sat down on a chair that read "Koenji". I
want to know if he knows the meaning of the term
"friendship". Let's try to observe him for a moment.
Koenji then leaned his feet against the table, pulled out the nail clippers, and
start taking care of her fingernails. He acted as if he was the only person in the
there and ignore all his surroundings.
His words on the bus seemed to come from his original thoughts. In less than ten seconds, more than half of the class retreated from Koenji.
Even here, his attitude of importance possessed the class.
Looking beside me, I saw Horikita looking at her desk, reading
one of his own books.
Oops, I forgot that talking back and forth was one of the basics for
have a conversation.
One of my opportunities to befriend Horikita was ruined.
Looking at the title of this book, I saw that he was reading "The evil and
Punishment".
That's catchy. Whether there's a reason to kill someone or not, he
plotting murder. Perhaps Horikita's hobbies are similar to those in this book.
After all, since the self-introduction is over, it seems like we won't be frequent
interacts.
After a few minutes, the first bell rang.
Almost at the same time, a woman wearing a suit walked in
to class.
At first impression, he looked like a teacher who discovered the discipline of a classroom that was
tight-fitting.
He looks about 30 years old. His long hair was tied back
become a ponytail.
"Ahem, good morning new student, my name is Chiyabashira Sae and I'm on duty at
class D this year, I teach Japanese history, this school doesn't rearrange
classes every year, so for the next three years, I wish I could get to know
you're all. Greetings. Although the entrance ceremony will be an hour from now at the gym, now I will share this list of school-specific rules and matriculation guidelines. "
From the front, the sheet mail was spread.
In this school, there are special rules that make it different from every High School
othersmore. All students are required to live on campus and are prohibited from contacting
anyone outside of school.
Even contacting close family is not possible without a school permit.
Leaving the school grounds is also prohibited.
However, there are also many other facilities so that students do not experience limitations.
There are karaoke, theater rooms, cafes, and even boutiques. You could say that
it's a small town. And in the middle of a big city, that huge campus takes up over 600,000 square meters.
There is one more special characteristic in this school. System introduction S.
"Now I'm going to hand out student identification cards, with these cards, you can buy anything from the shops and facilities around campus, like credit cards, like, but be careful how many points you use.....
.......There's nothing you can't buy at school. If there is something in school, it can be bought.. "
This point system associated with student cards basically replaces money.
This way, each student will start with the same amount of money and will be forced to check their consumption habits.
Anyhow, all
points are awarded free of charge from school.
"Student cards can be used by swiping them on the machine. Using the machine is very easy, so you will not have any problems with them......
.......Points will be credited automatically on the first day of each month. Everyone must already have 100,000 Points on their cards. Also, 1 point is worth 1 yen ..
Further explanations are useless. "
For a moment, the class became a storm.
In other words, because we were accepted into this school, we got a monthly allowance of 100,000 yen from the school.
As expected of a school created by the Japanese government.
100,000 yen is a large amount of money given to students as a monthly stipend.
"Are you surprised by the number of points awarded? The school measures
student ability. Everyone here, who passed the entrance examination, had shown some level of kindness and grades.....
The amount of money is a reflection of your abilities. Without restraint. After graduation, however, all points will be taken back. Since it is not possible to turn these points into cash, it is not
there is no point in saving points......
How the points will be used is up to you. Use it for things you like or need. If you feel useless for some of your points, you can always transfer them to others.....
....However, intimidating others for points is forbidden. Very school
strict in matters related to bullying. "
Chiyabashira-sensei looked around the room.
"It seems like no one is asking, then, please go through life
good student."
Many classmates who can not hide their surprises will be the amount of alimony money.
"The school wasn't as strict as I thought it was."
I thought I was talking to myself, but Horikita looked at me
and thought I was talking to him.
"It definitely looks like a loose school."
Even though they forced us to stay in the dormitory, forbidding us to leave
off campus, and forbidding us from contacting anyone outside, they gave
we have a lot of points to use on campus.
It could be said that students were put in heaven with preferential treatment.
And the biggest award for Koudo Ikusei High School is their work rate
100%.
Under the overall guidance of the government, the school works
towards a better future with all its resources.
Actually, actually,
many of the alumni of this widely publicized school are people
renowned. Usually, no matter how well-known and good the school is, its field of specialization is narrow.
A school may specialize in sports, or,
or specialise in music. Or maybe it specializes in computer-related topics. But this school fulfills any desire in any genre that one may want to learn.
This is a school that has
such systems and values.
That's why I thought the classroom atmosphere would be more competitive and bloodthirsty, but most of my classmates looked like ordinary students you could find elsewhere.
No, maybe that's why everyone's so normal. We are recognized as students who pass the entrance exam. Can we pass peacefully and without incident ...? I wonder if that's possible.
"This special behavior is a little
scary."
After listening to Horikita say that, I also felt the same way.
I think it would be better to remain ignorant of the details about this school.
Since they are capable of fulfilling any wish, I think there will be some risks associated with the school.
"Ne ne ~, don't you want to go see those stores? Let's go shopping!"
"Un With this much money, we can buy anything. Great I think I can
login to this school ~"
After the teacher left the room, the students who received a large sum of money felt uneasy.
"All right, can you listen to me for a second?"
A student who had the air of a young man raised his hand and spoke.
His hair was not dyed and looked like a disciple of honor. He's the same
not bad at all.
"From today on, we'll be in the same class for the next three years. So, uh,
it would be great if we could all introduce ourselves and become friends.
There's still time until the ceremony comes in, so what do you think? "
Oh ... He said something amazing. Most of the students could not find the words to say.
Seriate...........
length too..
