The moment his words fell, the atmosphere in the classroom was likewise set ablaze.
The first to bear the brunt was a certain hot-tempered redhead.
“Who the hell are you to make me hand over money—you think you’re here collecting protection fees or something?”
Then there was the attention-grabbing duo.
“We haven’t even called you out yet for the two of you—you and Horikita—acting behind the class’s back trying to hog the points for yourselves, and now you turn around and shake us down?
Have you no shame?”
“Exactly.
The way I see it, the two of you should be splitting those 6 million points evenly among us!”
“We heard that 20 million personal points can buy you a transfer to another class.
The two of you pulling this is basically selling out the class’s interests—you’ve got to share the money!”
The voices of opposition clearly made up the majority, and even the calls to split the money grew louder and louder.
Axel End wasn’t surprised by this.
Because from the very start he’d never intended to win their support—the reason he’d said all this was, of course, that he had other plans in mind.
Just as he was about to add fuel to the fire, the situation seemed to take an unexpected turn.
[You have received a personal points transfer.]
Amid the noisy chatter, a cold notification tone suddenly rang out, cooling the atmosphere as if someone had hit the pause button.
“50,000.
I’ve transferred it.”
Suzune Horikita rose to her feet amid the hushed crowd, owning up to being the one who’d made the transfer.
Once there’s a first, there’s naturally a second.
[You have received a personal points transfer.]
“I—I—I…
I transferred mine too!”
Airi Sakura stood up on trembling legs.
Although she didn’t understand why Axel End was doing this, if End-kun was doing it, then he surely had his reasons!
All she had to do was support him!
Kikyō Kushida took all of this in.
Naturally, she couldn’t figure out what madness had gotten into Axel End either, and she didn’t want to pick a side so quickly, afraid it might hurt her standing in the class or something like that.
But Suzune Horikita’s move served as a wake-up call for her.
It didn’t matter that she couldn’t figure it out.
The fact was that Axel End had, on his own, obtained important intelligence and sold it for a profit of 6 million—that track record alone was persuasive enough.
What’s more.
She was willing to lose to anyone but Suzune Horikita.
In the end, Kikyō Kushida decided to take a gamble.
But unfortunately, she was still a step too slow.
[You have received a personal points transfer.]
“I’ve transferred mine too.”
Kei Karuizawa stood up in the face of the pressure.
Though her heart really was pounding a little, her intuition told her that doing this wouldn’t be a mistake.
“And while I’m at it, let me say something fair—why should End-kun have to share the money he earned by his own ability with the class?”
“You should know, judging by what was in that post, our class has already had a fair chunk of class points docked.”
“So let me ask all of you shouting your objections—how many of you dare to say you haven’t caused the class to lose points these past few days?”
“So if that post hadn’t been leaked, whether we’d even have 50,000 points to spend next month would be anyone’s guess…
and yet deadweights like you, dragging the class down, have the nerve to want a cut of the money.”
“Don’t make me laugh, okay?”
Her gyaru image may have been just an act, but Kei Karuizawa had genuinely put a great deal of thought into studying the role.
So this full-force, imposing tirade of hers visibly stunned a number of the guilty-conscienced students.
[You have received a personal points transfer.]
“Everyone, please hear me out.”
Though she was already cursing them out in her head, Kikyō Kushida knew she still had to stand up and make her stance clear.
“I believe End-kun wouldn’t do anything without meaning behind it.
If he wants the points, it must also be to contribute to the class—like trading information with the other classes, or proposing an alliance, that sort of thing.”
“We can’t possibly leave End-kun to shoulder all the points these things would require by himself, now can we?”
Once she invoked the greater good of the class, the other students really were too embarrassed to keep harping on about splitting the money.
But getting them to hand it over was still no easy task.
Because a portion of the students no longer had even 50,000 points on hand.
“If you’re only a few thousand short, everyone can pool together to cover it—and if that really won’t work…
End-kun, do you think you could take an IOU or something, and settle it next month?”
The last one to stand up was Yōsuke Hirata.
Reliably living up to his nice-guy persona, he put forward a suggestion that both sides could more or less accept.
“Sure, I’ve got no objections.”
Of course Axel End had no objections.
He’d already felt that the Class D students’ money was too hot to hold, and had been meaning to seize this chance to first cut loose a batch of students like Kanji Ike and Haruki Yamauchi.
He just hadn’t expected that Suzune Horikita and the few others would, without having received any Task at all, actually pull off a coordinated play with him.
Now he was the one who’d been put on the spot instead.
“Whatever—free points are free points, no sense in turning them down, and leaving them in these guys’ hands would just be a waste.”
“This is what you call a rational allocation of resources!”
Only about half the students were still able to cough up 50,000 points, and even that was a result deliberately engineered by Hirata’s nice-guy intervention.
Axel End even confirmed that this Ayanokoji fellow had paid up too—what’s this, actually forking over protection money?
Bro Ayanokoji, don’t be like this~ you’re scaring me~
“Fine.
Since it’s come to this, let me give you one more reminder—do your absolute best to be good students before next month rolls around, even if you’re just faking it.
Got it?”
“This is directly tied to how many points you’ll get next month, so don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
With that, Axel End stepped straight down from the podium.
But no sooner had he sat down than his phone rang again.
This bro’s gonna get PTSD!
It’s all the fault of that born-evil Ryuen!
Grumbling and cursing, Axel End opened his phone to look—and it turned out to be a message from Suzune Horikita.
[Was this part of your plan too?]
“Plan” would be an overstatement.
At first he simply hadn’t wanted Class D to muddle mindlessly through their entire first month—after all, a slightly more harmonious class atmosphere was to his benefit as well.
If it meant being a nanny who poured his heart into every little thing, then no, he wasn’t willing—but if it was just a matter of a single word of reminder, he didn’t mind doing that.
[Did you learn something?]
[Don’t just quietly soak it up and go silent on me.]
After replying to the message, Axel End began making transfers.
That’s right—transfers.
The 50,000 points from Airi Sakura, Kei Karuizawa, and Mei-Yu Wang were each sent right back the way they’d come—after all, they were active and reserve little fat sheep, and their physical and mental well-being had to be watched over at all times.
Hm?
You’re asking about Kikyō Kushida?
Her stress level still wasn’t high enough, so he’d hold onto her money for now, and bring it back out for dramatic effect when the time came to make her leave her fingerprint on the dotted line.
As for Suzune Horikita…
He could return it, or he could not.
Because if Suzune Horikita hadn’t stepped up to set the tone, he really might not have been able to pry this money out of these rich, gullible Class D students.
The interrogation would still go on as scheduled, but he wasn’t an unreasonable man.
Merit deserves reward, and guilt deserves punishment.
So in the end, Axel End made the transfer and left a message.
[Keep it.
I’m not hard up for this little bit of money.]
As for the other few, he used the same standard line.
[We’re all on the same side—no charge.]
After finishing the transfers, Axel End began to think.
Counting this windfall, he now had roughly 7 million points on hand.
With a little more effort, he might just clear half his progress in the very first month.
But taking the principle of sustainable development into account, there wasn’t much grease left to squeeze out of the first-years now.
Mainly, he was a little too embarrassed to wipe them out to the last man.
So Axel End’s next target was, naturally, the second-year students—or to be precise, Miyabi Nagumo of the second-year Class A.
A filthy-rich fat cat like that absolutely had to be fleeced, and fleeced hard.
At that moment, his phone buzzed once more.
It was another reply from Suzune Horikita—but this time, it made Axel End can’t help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.
[My brother wants to see you.]
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