Practical Classroom: Kaoru Hanayama's Classroom of Merit

The dazzling sunlight relentlessly scorched the white sand beach.

The students of Class C, who had been kicked off the luxury cruise ship, frowned as they faced the sweltering heat and humidity.

"Ugh, it's so hot! No smartphones, no air conditioning, is this place hell?"

Kanji Ike patted his collar and complained.

Just as unease and discontent began to slowly spread throughout the class.

Horikita Suzune was the first to speak.

"Listen up, everyone."

She held the distributed handbook in one hand and looked around the classroom.

"Just as Mr. Chabashira explained, this special exam is an excellent opportunity for us. The gap between us and Class B isn't that big. If we don't waste any points, it's not a dream for us to advance to Class B in one go."

Upon hearing this, Hirata Yosuke nodded seriously.

"It's true, just like Horikita said. If we can be patient here, the personal points we receive each month will increase significantly. This is for everyone's benefit."

However, Horikita's requirements were simply too strict.

"The island has rivers or springs, so there's no need to buy drinking water, and food is self-sufficient through fruits and fish. Recreational products are absolutely prohibited."

"Huh?!"

The first to voice their protest were the girls, led by Shinohara.

"Are you kidding me! In this heat, not being able to drink water would kill you!"

Sudo and Yamauchi echoed this sentiment.

"Exactly! Those two tents are way too cramped. We need to buy a cooler or something, otherwise we won't survive!"

"Quiet down. If we succumb to this momentary desire, we'll fall back to the bottom, like Class D."

Horikita tried to suppress the students' discontent with a tough tone, but their complaints only grew stronger, like adding fuel to the fire.

"Horikita, this won't do."

The one who directly rejected the proposal was Kaoru Hanayama, who had been listening to the conversation silently with her arms crossed.

Although the voice was deep, it carried an absolute weight that could not be disobeyed.

Horikita frowned, seemingly somewhat displeased, and looked up at Hanayama.

"What are you trying to say? I was just suggesting a reasonable solution."

Huashan slowly shook his head.

Even if it makes sense logically, humans are not creatures that act solely on logic.

Hanayama began to recount the essence of organizational management he had accumulated as a yakuza.

"If you treat your subordinates too harshly, the result will inevitably be internal strife. Once discontent exceeds its limit, the very foundation of the organization will be overturned."

That sentence contained a bloodthirsty and persuasive force that a high school student could never utter.

"Use the points that are needed. Beyond that, preventing unnecessary waste is what truly demonstrates the magnanimity of a leader."

Horikita was overwhelmed by Hanayama's words.

After a moment of silence, she sighed softly.

"...Although I'm somewhat unwilling, it's really just as you said."

"That's wonderful! As expected of Huashan! He's so understanding!"

Sudo and Ike cheered, and the girls clearly showed signs of relief.

What was about to escalate into a class crisis vanished with a single sentence from Huashan.

"Now, let's decide on the most important thing. Each class can only appoint one leader, so let's decide who should be the leader."

Hirata steered the conversation back on track, and as if they had planned it beforehand, everyone's eyes were focused on one person.

"As expected, it's still best to go to Huashan at this time."

"But Hanayama-kun is so eye-catching, won't the other classes suspect him of being the leader first?"

Sudo made a recommendation, and Karuizawa also expressed his concerns.

Everyone believes in Huashan's abilities, but the concern that he could easily become a target in intelligence warfare is also a fact.

"So who should do this? Not only do they have to swipe their card every eight hours, but they also absolutely cannot be identified, right? It's such a serious responsibility..."

Karuizawa muttered uneasily, and the other students looked at each other, beginning to back down.

It's only natural that no one would want to be a leader who is forced to take on extra responsibilities and labor in an already harsh life on a deserted island.

Thus, Huashan once again revealed the logic of being the leader of the Yakuza.

"You'll receive a small reward for maintaining the outpost for every eight hours, right?"

Hua Shan looked around and said

"Being a leader is the hardest job. So you have to be paid."

"remuneration?"

"He can use one-third of the reward points freely."

A portion of the profits earned through hard work and dedication will be returned to the on-site staff as performance-based rewards.

That is the most realistic and powerful way to maintain high morale within the organization.

The instant I heard those words.

The man, who had been completely ignoring the class discussion and just fiddling with his bangs in the mirror, suddenly reacted.

It was Kōenji Rokusuke.

"I see, I see."

Koenji quickly put away his hand mirror and stood up with an elegant movement.

"I'm disgusted by such a cheesy topic as class... but if it's about using points for my beauty and freedom, then that's a different story. In other words, no one would complain if I bought a private shower for my own use, right?"

Koenji looked at Hanayama and a smile spread across his face.

"Hahaha! Since that's the case, then I'm the only one most suitable to take on such an important leadership role! Anyway, no one can read my mind!"

Everyone was astonished by Koenji's sudden self-recommendation, and even Hirata and Kushida rolled their eyes.

"Alright. Then I'll leave it to you, Koenji."

Without any hesitation, Kazan entrusted the leadership task entirely to Koenji.

"Excellent judgment, Big Man. Then let me explore the island's outpost!"

He then sped off at great speed toward the center of the uninhabited island, probably deep into the forest where the watchtower was located.

"Hey, wait a minute, Koenji-kun! We haven't decided on the location of our base yet!"

Hirata hurriedly called out to him, but Koenji's figure had already disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in the blink of an eye.