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

Horikita Suzune paused in her steps.

He turned his head and swept a scrutinizing, questioning look over Nanase Tsubasa:

"Do we know each other well? Why didn't you go to Su Wei, but came to me instead?"

"Since you inquired about the Black Ball exam from Ichinose, you should understand the most basic differences in strength."

"The survival rate is much higher if you follow him than if you follow me."

Upon hearing this, Nanase Tsubasa pursed her lips somewhat helplessly and honestly confessed:

"Because... it was Senior Su Wei who told me to come find you."

"He said that you were a participant in the Black Ball exam, and that you have always been working hard to become stronger."

"If I can't even get your approval, I'm not qualified to take the Black Ball exam; going there would just be suicide."

"Not qualified...?"

Upon hearing that this was Su Wei's intention, Horikita Suzune gently twisted the hem of her school uniform with her fingertips, took a deep breath, and a self-deprecating glint flashed in her eyes.

He's right.

"Indeed, not only you, but even I now... am no longer qualified to participate in competitions at will."

Her voice was a little tense, and her tone was stern.

"With the midterm exams pulling all students into the black ball exam room, the regular black ball matches are no longer something that ordinary people can interfere with."

"However, judging from your appearance, it seems that you came here for the black ball from the very beginning."

Horikita Suzune stared intently at her: "What exactly is your purpose?"

Nanase Tsubasa remained silent for a while.

His eyes, which always held a gentle smile, dimmed slightly before he finally spoke:

"I have a problem that I can't solve, a friend's regret... It's a problem that can't be solved by any conventional means."

"Until a few days ago, I suddenly received a text message asking if I had any unfulfilled wishes..."

“I said yes. Then the text message told me that there was a ‘miracle’ in this school that could change cause and effect. He invited me to come, so I came.”

Nanase Tsubasa gave a wry smile: "But I really didn't expect that this so-called miracle would be built on a death game..."

Horikita Suzune sneered:

"Nothing in this world is free."

"However, since Suwei asked you to come, you can do basic physical training with me after school today."

She turned around, pushed open the back door of the classroom, and her tone softened slightly:

"Although the black ball will grant all newcomers to the examination room an extra life, each person only has one chance to waste it."

"Once you've used up all your opportunities, you must be prepared to die at any time."

"As for the so-called resurrection..." Horikita Suzune's back looked somewhat forlorn. "I can only tell you that, to this day, there has not been a single successful case in this school!"

Nanase Tsubasa watched Horikita's retreating figure and softly hummed in agreement.

Though she didn't show it on her face, the young woman couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards herself for her impulsive actions a few days ago.

Why did you so easily believe the slander in the email?

No tuition fees, free room and board, and the ability to grant wishes... Where in the world can you find such a wonderful charity!

See? Now you've fallen for their trap and are stuck with them!

Unfortunately, things have come to this point, and Nanase Tsubasa has no way to back down now.

The only saving grace was that she learned it from Honami Ichinose.

The regular exams in Black Ball usually only involve a few representatives from each class. Only during major exam periods such as midterms and finals will there be trials that affect the entire school.

'Since that's the case, as long as I hurry up...'

'I believe that by following Horikita-senpai and that Suwei-senpai before the final exams, I should be able to gain enough strength to protect myself in this exam hall... right?'

The girl prayed uncertainly in her heart.

......

At the other end of the classroom, the atmosphere was equally oppressive.

Unlike the freshmen who were delighted with the lavish facilities and allowances offered by the university when they first transferred to the school yesterday, this is a different story.

After a night of reflection, and learning that the reason I was able to transfer here was entirely because I "took the place of the dead"...

Many people's mental defenses collapsed on the spot, and even after a night, their legs were still weak and they hadn't recovered for a long time.

In response, Hirata Yosuke, the soul of the class, could only sigh deeply.

He walked to the front of the stage, clapped his hands, and tried to refocus the attention of the group of newcomers who were on the verge of collapse.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

"I have compiled everything that happened at school into a document and posted it in the class group."