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

"Currently, there are 1.37 million points in the account..."

Akira Shimizu stared at the numbers displayed on his phone screen and muttered to himself.

Less than two weeks into the new semester, I've already earned 137 million points.

He didn't know how much his classmates had in their accounts, but for an ordinary high school student, it was undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

Ultimately, however, these are just points within the school and cannot be used in the real world.

Furthermore, these points cannot be touched for the time being, as they are intended for renting surveillance equipment.

From this day forward, every expenditure must be strictly controlled.

I'll just make do with the free breakfast for now this morning.

Speaking of which, since we parted ways yesterday, there has been no news from the student council president.

However, this is understandable – after all, the agreement was just reached last night, and you can't expect the other party to complete the task immediately.

Moreover, the president has made it clear that there will be a result by the end of school on Thursday at the latest.

Just hang in there for one more day!

Once we get through this meal, we won't need to live so frugally anymore.

"That's really shabby!"

A slightly disdainful female voice suddenly came from above.

Akira Shimizu snapped out of his daze, his gaze falling precisely on a pair of long, beautiful legs.

He looked up and saw Masumi Kamuro holding a tray, looking down at him with undisguised contempt in her eyes.

"Out of all these freshmen, you're the only one getting a free meal." She said this as she sat down opposite him without any hesitation.

The premium set meal on the tray contrasted sharply with the simple complimentary side dish in front of Shimizu Meiko.

Akira Shimizu slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, then looked up at the girl opposite him: "Kamuro-kun, good afternoon. Have you forgiven me?"

He suddenly remembered that over-the-top joke from last time, and the girl seemed to still be holding a grudge.

"I'll kneel and apologize, and let me step on your head to atone for my sins." Kamuro Masumi sneered, her slender fingers lightly tapping the edge of the tray.

But then, her gaze swept over the free meal in front of Shimizu Akira, and her tone softened slightly: "...However, since you actually listened to me and obediently ate the free meal to save points..."

She poked at the food on her plate with her fork: "...I'll let you off this time."

Akira Shimizu was speechless for a moment, his expression subtly frozen on his face.

He did remember that Masumi Kamuro had warned him in a chat message to be careful with his points, but he didn't expect her to remember it so clearly.

—Although she guessed the reason completely wrong.

I was just trying to save money temporarily by renting surveillance cameras.

"...I ordered an extra portion, so you got a good deal." Kamuro Masumi suddenly turned her face away and pushed a small bowl of golden, crispy fried chicken nuggets in front of him.

Akira Shimizu's gaze swept over the lone ramen on her plate—clearly a side dish hastily separated from the set meal.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, but he simply smiled gently: "Then thank you very much, Kamuro-kun."

Sometimes, accepting kindness tacitly is the best way to show respect to the giver.

Masumi Kamuro's lips involuntarily curved into a slight smile, but she immediately straightened her face: "...Can't you even pretend to decline? You really have a thick skin!"

She suddenly pointed her chopsticks at Shimizu Akira, her tone carrying the arrogance typical of Class A: "Speaking of which, now that you know the truth, you should understand—even if your Class D tells the truth, it won't change anything. After all..." She deliberately dragged out the words, "you're just the leftovers, defective products. Do you think you'd be so obedient?"

"At the beginning of next month, your class will only have two or three hundred points at most, right? Just enough for an occasional nice meal." But I'm different. Class A has three or four times as many points as you guys~" She said this boastfully, but her eyes kept glancing at the popcorn chicken in front of Shimizu Akira, as if to make sure he had eaten it properly.

A faint smile played on Shimizu Akira's lips as he slowly chewed on the crispy popcorn chicken. He chose to remain silent about the millions of points that were about to arrive in his account.

He saw it clearly—Masumi Kamuro wasn't genuinely mocking him; she was just clumsily trying to maintain her proud demeanor as an elite of Class A while subtly offering help.

"Yes, yes." He nodded obediently, playing along with the girl's little vanity.

"How did you do on your entrance exam?" Kamuro Masumi suddenly asked.

"I failed all subjects except physical education," Shimizu Akira answered frankly.

Kamuro Masumi's expression froze. She looked Shimizu Akira up and down, her gaze finally settling on the muscular lines of his arms: "...No wonder he ended up in Class D. Turns out he's just an idiot who only knows how to build muscle."

"By the way," she suddenly straightened up, pointing at him with her chopsticks, "my entrance exam scores were way better than yours! So put away that idea of ​​'looking down on me'!"

Akira Shimizu suddenly realized—she was still holding a grudge about his words that day.

"I misspoke that day." He put down his chopsticks, his expression unusually serious. "I promise I won't have such impolite thoughts again."

He had to admit that although Kamuro Masumi always put on an arrogant demeanor, her frank personality and principles were much purer than most people in Class D.

Her awkward way of showing concern made Shimizu Akira feel it was especially genuine.

Kamuro Masumi's fingertips swiped rapidly across the phone screen when suddenly a "ding" sound rang out in Shimizu Akira's pocket.

"You...you're too weak-willed, aren't you?" She frowned, deliberately using a disdainful tone to mask her discomfort. "You agree to whatever I say...Fine, since you're so obedient, I'll lend you 1 points."

Kamuro Masumi suddenly stood up again, the plate clinking crisply in her hands. "Don't eat this kind of shabby set meal anymore. I feel embarrassed sitting next to you."

Before Shimizu Akira could respond, she quickly walked towards an empty seat in the distance.

Halfway there, she suddenly stopped, turning away without looking back and saying, "...Remember to collect your points, don't force me to go to Class D to find you in person!"

"Masumi Kamuro...she's such a kind person."

As Shimizu Akira watched Kamuro Masumi's departing figure, he couldn't help but sigh.

Despite being so bluntly rejected, a strange warmth welled up inside me.

He looked down at the remaining popcorn chicken on his plate and suddenly realized—this was probably Masumi Kamuro's kind of concern.

Chapter 68: 067 Kikyo Kushida is a textbook example of the perfect girlfriend.

[Ding~ Today's information has been updated]

[Information 1: Ryuu Yuen-sho, a student in Class C of the first year, currently has 3016500 points.]

[Second piece of information: Ryuji Kanzaki was assigned to Class B of the first year due to his overly negative attitude during the interview]

[Information 3: Hashimoto Masayoshi of Class 1-A is a traitor]

As Shimizu Akira approached his seat in the classroom, the day's intelligence alerts came to his mind. He began to read through them word by word.

Let's look at the first one—

(Huh? Ryu Yuanxiang actually has so many points?)

Shimizu Akira immediately reflected on his previous arrogance, realizing that he wasn't actually the one with the most points. It seemed that Ryuen Sho from Class C of the first year was far more wealthy, having already surpassed the million-point mark.

(Could it be class funds?)

He didn't think the other party would earn points legitimately through transactions like he did, and considering Long Yuanxiang's status as the leader of Class C, he subconsciously guessed that this might be the total points of all members of Class C.

(Hmm? So, Class C is quite united?)

This was somewhat unexpected for him.

Let's look at the second one.

He had heard of Ryuji Kanzaki before, after all, the other was a famously handsome guy in Class B of the first year.

(How come another student was assigned to a different class because of their interview attitude?)

The same applies to Rokusuke Koenji in their class.

(Did the interviewer have a bit too much authority?)

Upon closer examination, all students received different evaluations through a series of tests conducted by the interviewers, and were then assigned to different classes based on these evaluations.

It's one thing for a student's class placement to be affected by their interview attitude, but now a second one has emerged. This is clearly a problem with the school.

Now let's look at the third point.

He didn't have much of an impression of Hashimoto Masayoshi.

(Does "two-five traitor" refer to a fence-sitter? In other words, this person will become someone else's subordinate, betray their own faction, and cooperate with other factions instead?)

It's just unclear who he belongs to now.

Perhaps he betrayed not just a certain faction, but possibly the entire class.

Shimizu Akira remained discreetly cautious.

......

The third period in the morning is math, which is Shimizu Akira's best subject.

He was as good at math as he was at Chinese language.

The teacher was teaching about vectors, a topic that Shimizu Akira was already very familiar with.

After all, during his years as a game designer in his previous life, he wrote countless spreadsheets for programmers and later even taught himself game development. Vectors have incredibly comprehensive applications in games.

Vectors are used for determining the field of view, performing collision detection, and implementing character action logic.

While most problems can be solved using the tools that come with the game program, sometimes you still have to write the code yourself.

...

Take a lunch break at noon.

Just as Shimizu Akira was about to go eat, his phone vibrated.

He swiped the screen with his left hand and saw that it was a message from Kikyo Kushida.

Kikyo Kushida: Shimizu-kun, don't forget our promise!

Kikyo Kushida: I'll put all the votes I get on your list!

He immediately understood that the other person was implying about voting.

—He actually wants to attribute all the credit she's won over to him?

—It seems that those 80,000 points were nothing more than hush money for her.

However, on the other hand, since the other party had already revealed her true nature last night, why was she still pretending to be a good girl in front of him?

Akira Shimizu: Is it really possible?

Kikyo Kushida: ...It's okay! After all, it was me who suggested it. Shimizu-kun, you don't really need to do anything~

Akira Shimizu never expected that he could win this election by doing nothing.

What surprised him most was Kikyo Kushida's attitude—she actually offered to let him do nothing. This feeling of having everything taken care of for him gave him a strange sense of being a "kept man."

(Could this student be the type who would swallow all their grievances to maintain a perfect image?)

Akira Shimizu's thoughts drifted away involuntarily, and a vivid image appeared in his mind: if Kikyo Kushida were to fall in love in the future, she would probably wear this gentle and lovely mask and play the role of an impeccable and perfect girlfriend.

Even when angered by her boyfriend, she would only bite her lip and swallow her grievances, then run to the rooftop alone and stomp her feet against the wall to vent her frustration.

The next morning, she can once again bloom with a sweet smile in the rising sun, as if nothing had happened the night before.

Regardless of whether she is genuinely gentle or not, at least she is devoted to you, isn't she?

Of course, this is on the premise that the other party has access to your dark history.

(Wait... thinking about it this way?)

Perfect girlfriend! This is practically a textbook example of a perfect girlfriend!

Akira Shimizu couldn't help but make a comparison in his mind: even if it were the universally acknowledged gentle Honami Ichinose, she would probably stick to her principles and demand that the party who made the mistake admit their mistake and apologize.

But Kikyo Kushida is different—in order to maintain the affection of others, she would rather hide away and vent her emotions than lose her temper with those close to her.

"Could it be... that Kikyo Kushida... is the perfect girlfriend candidate..."

This sudden conclusion surprised even Akira Shimizu himself.

Even knowing that she was two-faced, this very trait made her all the more remarkable.

The fact that she will never get angry at her boyfriend already puts her ahead of 99% of women in the world.

What's even more ingenious is the dual personality setting—like having two girlfriends at the same time, sometimes sweet and charming, sometimes real and straightforward.

This unexpected charm doesn't become tiresome; instead, it adds a unique touch to the relationship.

Looking at the exceptionally talented young woman before him, Shimizu Akira couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Kushida Kikyo was indeed impeccable—if one disregarded her innate acting talent.

Akira Shimizu: Kushida-kun, you're still too gentle.