Real teaching, but diary flow

I wonder if my little sister has found a fake person in her class yet. Although I don't have high hopes, I still wish her success.

Although I haven't actually written in my diary many times, it feels like I'm always writing about you guys, which doesn't seem quite right, so I've decided to write about myself after a long time!

April 2nd, weather: sunny.

On my second day of school, I started to get a little scared.

Because there seem to be quite a few geniuses in the class.

I won't go into the famous masterpiece of the Black Room; those who know, know. Let's put aside the pretentious fakes over there; let them pretend for a while longer. There's nothing to complain about with the low-budget Yukino and low-budget Hayama; they're just plain bad.

But why is the two-faced person here too?

Sister, I'm begging you, really, this school is boring, let's not go, okay?

I'm scared to have you here!

I'm just a weak, pitiful, and helpless extra, deemed a defective product by the school. I can't possibly associate with you geniuses.

Actually, I really wanted to introduce myself yesterday, but I was interrupted. Honestly, that redhead is so mean!

I'm going to draw a circle and curse him to fail his exam.

...I'm sorry, I can't hold it in anymore, I'm not pretending anymore.

Actually, I'm a good student in Class A, and I'm really sorry for spending so long packing the defective items.

After all, think about it, how would a defective product in Class D know that it's defective? Right?

Alas, the poor defective products have no idea what will happen next.

But thinking about it carefully, it's not a big deal. The school will cover for me, I won't die, and being able to enjoy a whole month of dreamy time is enough.

I really don't understand why the school recruits these flawed individuals. Is it trying to raise poisonous insects?

Or is it used as a control group? Only with comparison can the quality of the materials produced by the school be highlighted?

I'm not from a school, so I don't know. Let's call someone who does.

Alice-chan, Alice-chan, Alice-chan, Alice-chan, Alice-chan—

(Crawling violently) (Twisting) (Spasming) (Roaring) (Wriggling) (Eerie growl) (Dark crawling) (Screaming)

Chapter 32 is basically super fierce.

My little princess, I miss you so much...

(Makes a painful sound)

In short, if you have any questions about the school and can't get the right answer from the faculty or staff, why not try contacting our top connections at Advanced Education!

If she can even get into Class A, what can't she do?!

Enough of this digression, let's get back to the main topic. Logically speaking, I should continue with more spoilers today.

After all, I've already subtly introduced two of them to everyone, so I can't show favoritism.

However, firstly, it seems that what I just said already constitutes a spoiler, and secondly... I realized that if I continue like this, I might not survive.

Well, not now. I still have a lot of work to show you right now.

But there are over a thousand days in three years of high school.

Although it's actually a short time that passes in the blink of an eye, it's quite a lot when you think about it carefully.

If we were to introduce one extraordinary person every day, even a large number of highly developed extraordinary people would not be enough.

So today, I'm going to give you all the breaking news for free: the voice recorder guy offered two million personal points to Longyuan!

1. Only graduates of Class A have special employment privileges.

2. The first month's special exams have begun.

3. Class A is full of cattle and horses, Class B is also full of cattle and horses, Class C is stirring up trouble, and Class D is garbage.

4. You can transfer classes by spending 2000 million personal points.

...Thinking about it carefully, I have reason to suspect that the little princess, who has obvious defects but was assigned to Class A, was actually transferred to another class because her father spent 20 million yuan to transfer her before she entered school.

They're so rich, I'm so envious.

I should have gone to sell information too, but it would be stupid to get exposed for it. I'm afraid I'd get beaten up if I went to Class C to compete with the recording pen guy for business.

If I were also from a white gym, I wouldn't be too afraid.

Unfortunately, I am not.

Oh right, there's one more thing.

It's also related to the little princess.

It feels like we've revealed quite a bit about the little princess today. If that's the case, then it wouldn't hurt to reveal a little more, right?

The second day has ended, and presumably the little princess has already accepted the elusive hand as her tool.

Actually, I should have intercepted it earlier. Although the Miss Thief is not very useful, the "you didn't want to either" setting is surprisingly interesting, and the sense of coercion is huge.

Unfortunately, I forgot.

As people get older, their memory tends to decline, and they might even forget to accept help from those who are merely tools.

But what's done is done; the Miss Thief should stay with the little princess.

Anyway, she probably quite likes this feeling of being driven.

I've written a bit too much. I originally planned to write more about myself, but it seems difficult to write about the school and only about myself.

That's all for now. Goodnight, and I wish everyone a good night's sleep.

After slightly controlling the word count—overly lengthy diaries would negatively impact the reader's experience—Asakusa Toru let out a long sigh and put down his pen.

I've written everything that should be written, and even things that shouldn't be written.

We'll see how things go after the settlement.

The emotional impact of revealing school rules should be greater than that of exploiting a particular reader, and revealing information that has already been sold today shouldn't be considered excessive spoiling.

As for whether it's interesting or not...

Well, that depends on how well he copies the material from Miku Miku.

"...It still doesn't feel oppressive enough." Asakusa Tetsu looked down and examined his writing again, deciding to reflect.

Words have power.

Powerful words can easily create an immersive experience for the reader, clearly conveying the emotions contained within the words.

In other words, good writing can visually evoke a sense of invasion in the reader.

If Sakayanagi Arisu were reading his diary right now, he would feel like he was being licked from head to toe, which is exactly what he wanted to achieve.

However, since Asakusa Tetsu is not Sakayanagi Arisu, it's difficult for him to understand the meaning behind the words he wrote himself.

Whether it will achieve the desired effect... well, that depends on the final evaluation.

Be patient.

Wait, and hold onto hope.

......

'ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan—'

Gently turning the pages of the diary, on the next page after the previous paragraph, what startled Sakayanagi Arisu was the word 'ALICE' that almost filled the entire page.

“…You’re insane.” Frowning, Sakayanagi Arisu spat under her breath.

She knew, of course, that this ALICE referred to herself; there was no other ALICE in the entire Advanced Development program besides her.

Combining this with the later remarks about the little princess and her cronies, it's clear that this guy is actually slandering himself.

But... what does it mean to be "shoved into Class A"? What does it mean for her father to spend 20 million points to transfer her into Class A?

What a joke! She got into Class A entirely on her own merit!

She! Sakayanagi Arisu! There is absolutely no possibility that she would use her power for personal gain!

The deeper she read into the diary, the more clenched Sakayanagi Arisu's teeth became.

What nonsense is this guy spouting?!

If things continue like this, the father's impartiality will be questioned!

Her small hand trembled slightly as she held the diary. For the first time, Sakayanagi Arisu's emotions were stirred by the diary.

"I originally intended it as just entertainment, but since you dared to do this, you should be prepared to face me head-on, right?" Sakayanagi Arisu muttered to herself as her red lips parted slightly, a fierce glint in her eyes.

Although her petite figure makes even the fiercest expression appear to others as nothing more than a kitten's cuddling, it is still quite striking.

But in short, it's extremely fierce.

"..." Her delicate, fair fingers flipped through the pages of the diary in her hand, her brows furrowed as she looked at the words on it.

She originally only used the diary as a way to pass the time, and the entries from the first two days did indeed entertain her.

Whether it's the declaration of war written in the diary or the trial to find the fake man set up by the brother who is unknown, they are all quite interesting.

That's why she chose to keep reading the diary when it was updated again.

But today's content made her very unhappy.

The defamatory remarks, baseless and malicious speculations, were not only directed at her but also implicated her father.

This is too much.

Chapter 33 Sakayanagi Arisu is extremely vengeful

She didn't believe in any claims of knowing the future, nor did she believe in the so-called identity of a time traveler.

Although the existence of the diary seems quite special, no matter how much it is thrown away, it will always return to your hands and will refresh with new diary entries at unpredictable times.

But what's special is that it's just a diary, not the diary of a self-proclaimed time traveler.

You can get a reward just for writing a simple diary entry?

How could such a good thing happen?

Moreover, to this day, what is written in the diary is nothing more than a riddle whose truth or falsehood is difficult to verify, and whose meaning can probably only be understood by the person involved.

There is nothing that can be called prophecy.

Therefore, Sakayanagi Arisu didn't believe a single thing written in the diary.

From the beginning, she simply read the diary as a pastime.

Looking at the content above, which seems to name names but doesn't mention any specific names, and describes things so realistically as if it were a direct conversation with someone, let's try to deduce who the two-faced person and the low-level Yukino are referring to in this school.

Although she accepted the challenge in her first diary entry, the other party hasn't made any moves in the past two days. In addition, the start of the school year is always busy, so Sakayanagi Arisu has temporarily put the hide-and-seek game on hold.

But that's different now.

Today's diary entry is complete nonsense.

"I'm a relative?" This was truly the biggest joke she had heard since the start of the semester, and perhaps the biggest joke she had ever heard in her life.

Her innate intelligence and invincible wisdom set her far apart from any of her peers. Although a congenital disease slightly hampered her health, she was not someone anyone could easily take advantage of.

She neither needs nor would she ever use her father’s authority as the chairman of the Advanced Education Council to secure a place in Class A for herself!

The more she thought about it, the more rapid her breathing became, and her already not-so-good heartbeat also quietly accelerated.

"Calm down, calm down..." Grinning through her teeth, Sakayanagi Arisu tried to slow her breathing.

Don't fall for their trick.

This guy is definitely deliberately provoking her emotions. You can tell from his diary entries from the past two days that the content he wrote was very targeted, so it was entirely expected that this would happen when he wrote about her.

Want to provoke me? Well, so be it!

Taking a deep breath and ignoring the sound of someone finishing reading, as if venting her frustration, Sakayanagi Arisu casually picked up the diary in her hand and then forcefully threw it into a corner.

It will come back on its own anyway.