In fact, after the information is refreshed, they always want to attack me!

Through the translucent plastic, you can clearly see the neatly arranged beer cans inside.

Akira Shimizu raised an eyebrow and looked her over. "Is it because you think the prescription is too weak?"

"The key point isn't the diopters at all!" Kamuro Masumi's voice suddenly rose, drawing the attention of several people sitting next to her.

"I have something to ask you. Which class are you in? What's your name?" She leaned forward slightly. "How do you know my class and name?"

Akira Shimizu calmly took a sip of soup before slowly saying, "First year, Class D, Akira Shimizu."

He paused. "As for why I knew your information..." He shrugged. "It was Sakayanagi Arisu who told me."

Strictly speaking, this isn't a lie. After all, during their first meeting, that cunning Class A student did inadvertently reveal information about Kamuro Masumi.

"...It's Sakayanagi-san?"

Of course she knew Sakayanagi Arisu—the girl with the cane and the boy named Katsuragi Kohei had become the focus of attention in the entire Class A almost instantly when the new students registered yesterday.

(Why would Sakayanagi reveal my information to a student in Class D?)

(Ultimately, why should this person help me?)

Kamuro Masumi frowned slightly, scrutinizing Shimizu Akira with a critical look.

The other person's nonchalant demeanor didn't seem like he was dealing with a girl he liked at all.

(Could it be... that I've misunderstood?)

Perhaps the other party really was just offering help out of goodwill?

"...I owe you a favor." She said stiffly, her eyes drifting elsewhere.

"It was nothing, don't worry about it." Shimizu Akira waved his hand casually.

Ultimately, buying beer was just part of the bet with Arisu Sakayanagi; helping her out of the predicament was merely a side effect.

"Give me your contact information." The girl ignored his reply, took out her phone, and stared straight at him.

Akira Shimizu was slightly taken aback, only then realizing that the person in front of him was a complete egoist.

After taking out his phone, he added the other person as a friend.

"Using his real name as his ID? What a textbook example of a boring man."

"This way, it's less likely to get confused."

"You can ask me for help if you need anything important. But you only get one chance..."

After saying that, she picked up her phone and turned away decisively.

Akira Shimizu had to admit that Masumi Kamuro was indeed a contradictory person—despite being covered in sharp thorns that kept strangers at bay, she still frankly admitted to owing favors to others.

On the surface, he seems to do things his own way, but deep down he surprisingly adheres to principles.

"This awkward honesty... isn't so bad."

He glanced down at the newly added contact on his phone. Compared to the insincere politeness, he appreciated this sharp and straightforward nature more.

However, his contact list only contains two lonely names—Masumi Kamuro and Arisu Sakayanagi.

"Perhaps... I should try talking to the students in Class D?"

Although he doesn't resist socializing, he's always been the type who only initiates conversations when he encounters someone he's interested in.

On the second day of school, there were still only two names in my friends list.

His gaze shifted downwards, and the second piece of intelligence came into view:

[Information 2: Ichinose Honami from Class 1-B – After only one day of school, her contact list already has over 100 friends, including many upperclassmen.]

"Everyone else has hundreds of friends already..."

He stared at the bag of remaining beer on the table; dealing with it was indeed the current problem.

As a non-drinker, he secretly pondered the most appropriate way to handle the situation.

Perhaps it would be better to give it to an adult? For example, homeroom teacher Chabashira Sae would be a suitable candidate.

As his thoughts wandered, he remembered another important matter—that senior student named Yamamura XX seemed to be hiding some secret.

Using 10,000 personal points to obtain information about some of the S system rules seems like a very worthwhile deal.

"Hey kid! You can't drink alcohol if you're under 20!"

While he was lost in thought, a sweet voice came from beside him.

The moment I turned around, I saw a beautiful girl with long pink hair, who was looking at the beer on the table with concerned eyes.

Akira Shimizu was slightly taken aback; the other person was actually the female student who led Class B. "Actually, I don't drink, and I'm just wondering what to do with all this beer."

"Really?" The girl's eyes lit up. "Our homeroom teacher happens to really like drinking~ If you don't mind, how about I handle these beers?"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then added, "By the way, how much are these beers? I'll transfer them to you with points."

"No need," Shimizu Akira quickly waved his hand, "You're already doing a huge favor by helping."

"That won't do!" The girl shook her head abruptly. "That's too unfair to you. At least let me do you a favor in exchange!"

"But before that, please allow me to introduce myself!" the girl said with a smile. "My name is Ichinose Honami, and I'm from Class 1-B. Hello, classmate~"

Akira Shimizu's pupils dilated slightly, and he was momentarily dazed.

—Ichi-no-se Honami?

According to intelligence, who is the "interpersonal genius" whose social circle exceeded three digits in just one day of school?

He composed himself and politely replied, "I'm Shimizu Akira from Class D. Nice to meet you."

"Eh? Class D!" Ichinose's eyes lit up. "What a coincidence! I know Kushida from your class; we just exchanged contact information yesterday!"

Akira Shimizu couldn't help but glance at her again.

—On the second day of school, he had already made contact with the people in Class D?

(...This social skill is truly...terrifying.)

(Wait! ...This might be a golden opportunity!)

Akira Shimizu's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Ichinose-san! Actually, I was just about to ask a senior from Class D in the second year for something. Could you please introduce me?"

"Second year, Class D? No problem, leave it to me." Ichinose Honami patted her chest cheerfully, her face beaming with a sunflower-like smile.

(Could this person be the school's angel?!)

Despite it being our first meeting, the other person not only offered to help with the tricky beer issue, but now they're even readily agreeing to introduce me to a senior colleague.

This unguarded kindness was something he hadn't felt in a long time.

Chapter 19: Some Rules of the 019 S System

After Shimizu Akira finished his meal, Ichinose Honami happened to hand his beer to his homeroom teacher, and the two met unexpectedly in the corridor.

They walked one after the other towards the second-grade classroom.

Ichinose suddenly spoke up: "Shimizu-kun... if I remember correctly, you're the one who almost got into a fight with a classmate at the entrance ceremony, right?"

"It's me," Shimizu Akira readily admitted, though he was somewhat surprised.

He never expected that his actions would be noticed by students from other classes.

"Really?!" Ichinose's voice suddenly brightened. "After all, that Yamauchi-kun said some really hurtful things to the girls in our class. I think your stance is completely correct! But..." She tilted her head slightly, revealing a kind smile, "As high school students, perhaps you could consider solutions other than resorting to violence?"

Akira Shimizu was secretly surprised.

It was only the first day of school, yet Ichinose from Class B already knew everything about Class D.

Was it something I overheard by chance, or... part of a plan?

He couldn't help but take a closer look at the bright-smiling girl in front of him.

In stark contrast to Horikita Suzune's aloofness, Ichinose Honami seems to be born with a knack for weaving a network of relationships, handling every detail perfectly.

This innate social talent is truly admirable.

Her way of speaking was also quite skillful—she didn't directly criticize his impulsiveness, but first affirmed his position, and then offered suggestions in a tactful manner.

It conveys your thoughts subtly without offending anyone.

She perfectly embodies the meaning of "high emotional intelligence".

"Yes, you're right," Shimizu Akira nodded in agreement.

"Really?" Honami Ichinose said cheerfully. "Shimizu-kun, how about we exchange contact information? We might need to keep in touch sometime in the future."

She made the suggestion so naturally, as if it were just a trivial matter mentioned casually.

And so, Akira Shimizu obtained the contact information of his third classmate.

The two walked slowly to the door of Class D in the second grade.

On the way, Shimizu Akira told Ichinose Honami the name of the senior he was looking for.

It was lunch break time, and there were only a few students in the classroom.

"Oh my, isn't this Ichinose-senpai?" A girl greeted her with a smile.

"Senior!" Ichinose responded warmly, "Actually, I came to your class to find someone named..."

Before Shimizu Akira could even react, the girl known as the "mountain village senior" was already standing in front of them—the very person he was looking for.

"Senior Yamamura, may I speak to you in private?" Ichinose smiled and led her to a secluded corner of the corridor, her movements as natural as if she had planned it all along.

"Well then, Shimizu-kun, I'll leave the rest to you." She nodded slightly to Shimizu Akira, and before he could thank her, she turned and left, her back view clean and neat.

Akira Shimizu glanced at his phone.

From the moment I met Ichinose until now, only twenty minutes have passed.

Excluding the time she spent handling the beer, she actually found the right person for him in less than ten minutes.

This terrifying social efficiency left him speechless.

Her tact in handling things was unlike that of a high school student.

Without him even needing to suggest that they needed a private conversation, she had already gracefully withdrawn, helping without seeming overly intrusive.

(It's almost like they can read minds...)

As Shimizu Akira watched her leave, he truly understood for the first time what the art of social interaction meant by "subtle influence."

Still, business matters.

Akira Shimizu's gaze swept over the female senior without making a sound, lingering for a moment on the rather meager lunch in her hand.

"Senior, the points our class received this month... aren't quite enough, are they? Interested in making a deal?"

Senior student Yamamura's fingers stiffened slightly. She looked up abruptly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "You...you're just a freshman, right? You actually figured out the point system on your second day...are you from Class A?"

Her voice was a mixture of surprise and wariness, and her gaze unconsciously swept around to make sure no one else was paying attention to the conversation.

Akira Shimizu keenly noticed his senior's tense gaze and gently reassured him, "Are you worried about being seen? Please don't worry, there's no one else around."

"It's not just that..." the senior student from the mountain village lowered her voice, "The school's surveillance system is everywhere. If we're caught engaging in this kind of transaction, our class points will be deducted immediately."

"Class points?" Shimizu Akira asked, his expression of confusion perfectly timed.

The female senior suddenly raised her chin, "If you want to know the details, first transfer 30,000 points to me."

"Ten thousand." Shimizu Akira countered without changing his expression.

"I'm taking a risk!" she whispered excitedly, "At least twenty thousand!"

"Ten thousand." Shimizu Akira maintained his calm tone.

"...You freshman..." The senior from the mountain village glared at him through gritted teeth, finally slumping her shoulders in dejection, "...Deal. Transfer the money first, and I'll tell you everything I know."

In the end, Akira Shimizu successfully obtained crucial information from the senior student in the mountain village.

In addition to the basic class assignment system and point distribution mechanism, he summarized five core rules:

First, the school implements a "class points" ranking system, with dynamic promotion and demotion relationships between classes. For example, if class D's points surpass those of class C, the two classes will automatically swap ranks.

Secondly, class points are directly linked to students' personal interests. The school converts class points into individual points at an exchange rate of 1:100, which are distributed on the first of each month.

Third, each class will automatically receive 1000 class points at the beginning of the semester. During the first month, a daily conduct code will be implemented—lateness, absenteeism, and classroom misconduct, once detected by monitoring, will become grounds for point deductions at the end of the month.

Fourth, although the punishment mechanism is strict, there are still ways to improve. The school regularly holds exams and activities, and those who perform well can earn extra points for their class. However, when talking about this, the senior student from the mountain village's tone became noticeably bitter—for Class D, these opportunities are often just for show.

Fifth: Revealing the S system to newly enrolled students is strictly prohibited on the surface—once discovered by monitoring, the party that revealed the information will have a certain number of class points deducted.