A crossover anime, where people are in Classroom of the Imaginary Era, and behind the scenes, the ki

"Each class must select four representatives to participate before 4 p.m.

Chabashira Sae's gaze swept across the entire room:

"This time, there will be no mandatory random selection by the system. In other words, each of you has the opportunity to sign up voluntarily. Of course, Suwei, as a fixed qualified candidate, is not among these four slots."

"In addition, there is still only one spot available for tonight's official 'special exam.' Both lists must be submitted to me before 4 PM."

After a pause, Chashu Sae deliberately paused for a few seconds.

To her surprise...

In the past, when such life-threatening news was announced, this group of defective products would immediately erupt in uproar, crying and complaining about the injustice.

Today, although everyone in Class D looked grim, they all sat quietly in their seats, and no one dared to shout and interrupt like they did at the beginning.

'It seems that by confronting real fears, coupled with the existence of the singularities Su Wei and Ayanokouji... perhaps our Class D this year really can go further than ever before?'

Thinking it over, Chabashira Sae decided to be patient with them today.

"Finally, is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

The words fell.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, then Matsushita Chiaki broke the silence by saying:

"Teacher, I'd like to ask... why did the school send system messages to a few specific students in the class this morning?"

"What exactly does 'one less chance of resurrection' mean in that notice?"

Upon hearing this question, Chabashira Sae frowned slightly.

But then, as if finding it laughable, she twitched the corner of her mouth:

"The school made it clear on your first day of enrollment that this is essentially a fully enclosed boarding school, and contact with the outside world by any unofficial means is strictly prohibited."

“But in the previous crisis, some of you tried to break this rule.”

“In the past, according to school rules, this behavior would have resulted in expulsion.”

"However, considering the special circumstances at the time, the school decided to make an exception and did not directly classify you as 'interlopers' and leave you to fend for yourself."

"But breaking the rules always requires punishment."

"Therefore, the school decided to deduct one 'resurrection opportunity' from these violators within the Black Sphere space as the price."

Upon hearing this, Matsushita Chiaki fell silent.

Although she was usually careful enough, she was not among those punished.

But in her peripheral vision, Karuizawa Megumi, Mori Nene, Sato Maya, and others were all pale-faced and trembling slightly.

Undoubtedly, in the initial panic, too many people instinctively tried to contact the outside world via their mobile phones, attempting to escape.

Most people assumed that since no punishment was imposed at the time, the matter would simply be forgotten.

Who would have thought the school would settle scores after the fact!

Facing the suddenly silent classroom.

Chabashira Sae doesn't care whether these students' psychological defenses have collapsed.

She glanced at the clock on the wall and dropped her ultimatum:

"The list of four people to participate in the preliminary test, and the list of one person to take the special test tonight. You shall discuss and select them yourselves and submit them to me before 4 p.m.

"No more waiting after the deadline."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the classroom in her high heels.

As the class teacher left.

The previously subdued classroom finally erupted into a chorus of murmurs.

"Are you kidding me! You're going to be punished for making a phone call?!"

"This school is completely disregarding human life! Why can they arbitrarily deduct our resurrection chances in the black sphere?!"

There are complaints and resentments against the school's hegemony, as well as curses and grievances against Chabashira Sae's cold-blooded ruthlessness.

But... no one dared to touch that black ball hanging high above their heads.

no way.

That thing is the most dangerous, the most unreasonable, and the one they have the least trouble dealing with.

What if this guy is petty and takes offense at your complaints?

After all, isn't there a perfect example in the class of Ayanokouji, the unlucky guy who was chosen three times in a row?

We can't afford to mess with them, we absolutely can't afford to mess with them.

......

The break time after class.

In the return to a noisy atmosphere.

Yosuke Hirata strode to the front of the stage, clapped his hands, and announced loudly: