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

Everyone knows that the boxing club is one of the top fighting clubs in the school, so having them deal with Class C's troubles would definitely be much more efficient.

But there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Everyone couldn't help but wonder: Ichinose must have paid some price.

In the eyes of her classmates in Class B, Honami Ichinose was like a gentle ray of light—she was beautiful, kind-hearted, always spoke softly, and was willing to listen patiently to anyone who had troubles.

More than half of the boys in the class secretly had feelings for her.

The thought that she might have to sacrifice herself for the sake of the class made the worry in her eyes impossible to hide.

"Ichinose-san, I'm really grateful for the boxing club's help... but were you... by your seniors...?" Chihiro Shiranami looked at her with concern, the last part of her sentence stuck in her throat, unable to come out.

Shibata Hayate originally wanted to ask a similar question, but he was still hesitating about how to start. Unexpectedly, Shiraha Chihiro asked it for him first.

Despite Shibata Hayate's handsome appearance and status as a member of the soccer club, which makes him quite popular with the girls in the class, he secretly harbors feelings for Ichinose Honami, just like many other boys in the class.

He himself didn't find it strange at all—Ichinose was such a nice person, as a classmate, it would be abnormal if he didn't like her at all, right?

At this moment, his worries were exactly the same as Shiraha Chihiro's: Could it be that she made some kind of agreement with the people at the boxing club in order to get them to agree to a date?

Doesn't this kind of thing happen all the time in real life? Exchanging a date for the other person's help sounds perfectly "reasonable".

He looked at Ichinose on the podium, his heart filled with mixed feelings—an indescribable sense of loss that made it hard for him to breathe.

"Hehe, it's not what you think." Honami Ichinose shook her head with a smile. "I know a senior high school student whose boyfriend happens to be the captain of the boxing club. This time, the senior helped out. And, oh—most of the seniors in the boxing club already have girlfriends."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the class, regardless of whether they were boys or girls, visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Take Chihiro Shiranami for example. Despite being a girl, she secretly harbored certain inappropriate feelings for Ichinose from the moment she first met him at the entrance ceremony.

It can only be said that Honami Ichinose's charm is truly amazing; her gentle yet bright temperament has almost truly won over both men and women.

However, just as Shibata Hayate was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his heart suddenly skipped a beat—wait a minute, all the seniors have girlfriends, but what about the new students who joined the boxing club this year? They might not all have partners, right?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he suppressed it.

He shook his head, realizing he was overthinking things—how could Ichinose be involved with a freshman? It couldn't be.

He composed himself, then spoke as if suddenly remembering something: "Oh, right, Ichinose-san. Actually, I've discussed it with the rest of the class, and we've all decided that from now on, we'll give you half of our personal points each month as class funds."

Instead of worrying unnecessarily, let's get down to business first.

He thought to himself, his gaze unconsciously softening.

Honami Ichinose paused for a moment, then quickly waved her hand: "There's no need for that. The class's current expenses are enough. Everyone can keep their points for their own use."

“This was something we all agreed on together.” Shibata Hayate said seriously, “Take the incident of Class C harassing you as an example. You asked your seniors for help and also calmed everyone down in private. You must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes—maybe you even paid out some points yourself? When everyone gives you the class funds, they can also repay the points they owed to their seniors last month.”

Someone in the back row immediately chimed in, "That's right! Ichinose-san always thinks of us, we should do something too."

"From now on, the funds for class activities and the money to buy review materials for everyone will come from here. We can't let you worry about it all the time."

Looking at the sincerity in everyone's eyes, Ichinose, who hadn't thought she had done anything special, suddenly felt a little hot at the tip of her nose as so many people remembered her.

"Then... shall I keep it for everyone for now?" She smiled, her eyes crinkling. "If there's a need, I'll discuss it with everyone."

"No problem!" Seeing that she didn't refuse again, Shibata Hayate's inexplicable anxiety finally dissipated a bit.

He sat in the back row of the classroom, watching as all his classmates willingly handed over their regular personal points to Ichinose.

Suddenly, I realized that my previous worries about the new boxing club members were really ridiculous.

Someone who is cherished by the whole class is never short of kindness and protection; why should he be the one worrying about this?

However, on the other hand, he took the initiative to organize everyone to pay the class fee this time, and he ran around for several days. Ichinose should finally take him seriously, right?

Of course, Shibata Hayate also knew that the reason this matter was so successful was largely due to Ichinose's reputation in the class—everyone was always willing to cooperate as long as it was for her sake, and he hardly had to put in any effort.

Even so, this "proactive" effort should at least be recognized.

He never actually hoped to date Ichinose.

She just couldn't help but think occasionally: What if? What if one day she needs help and he's the first person she thinks of? What if, when discussing class matters, she smiles and asks, "What do you think, Shibata-kun?"—that would be enough.

This is Shibata Hayate's small, unfulfilled wish at the moment.

Chapter 134: 132 Renting surveillance footage, who exactly will be the next member of the boxing club?

Honami Ichinose was naturally unaware of the subtle thoughts of her classmates.

She had just finished collecting the class fees when she briefly mentioned the precautions for the midterm exams to everyone, and then distributed the review papers that she had printed in advance to each person.

This month, Class B received 790 class points. According to the rules, each student transferred 39500 points to her personally. Adding this to her original points, her account now has a total of 158 million points—a considerable sum for any student.

"I wonder if so many points can break the rule that 'students must be expelled'." She looked at the students below the podium who were carefully reviewing their test papers, her thoughts simple yet stubborn: she wanted to protect everyone in Class B and absolutely could not let anyone be expelled.

This is perhaps the significance of these points.

Since the school stipulates that "points can be redeemed for everything," can they also be redeemed for the opportunity to "avoid dropping out of school"?

Without thinking twice, she immediately pulled up Hoshinomiya Chie's contact information and dialed her number.

The phone rang more than a dozen times before being answered. Hoshinomiya's languid voice came through the receiver, still a little sleepy and sticky: "What's wrong, Ichinose? Teacher drank too much last night. I finally managed to finish class, let me catch up on some sleep..."

"Teacher, I have a very important question to ask you. Please wake up."

"What's the emergency now..." Hoshinomiya let out a long yawn. "Wasn't it enough that I helped you with that last time? This school always encourages students to solve their own problems; you can't always rely on teachers..."

"About last time?" Ichinose frowned, puzzled. "I don't quite understand what you're talking about. I just want to ask one question—"

"Ask, ask."

Can personal points really buy everything?

"Hmm~ That's really what the school rules say." Hoshinomiya's voice suddenly perked up. "What? Has our top student finally come to her senses? Planning to buy something nice?"

"Then... can points prevent students from being expelled?"

"Expulsion?!" Hoshinomiya's voice suddenly became clear, no longer sleepy, but she still answered slowly, "Actually, it's about the same cost as transferring classes—2000 million points, enough to force the school to cancel one expulsion. I see, so our class monitor is planning to use our class funds to buy insurance for our classmates?"

Ichinose tightened her grip on her phone.

Based on the current rate of increase in class points, it would take Class B approximately 13 months to accumulate 2000 million points.

Of course, there may be fluctuations along the way—if the class points increase quickly, the goal can be achieved ahead of schedule; if points are deducted unexpectedly, the progress will have to be slowed down.

But when she looked at the 158 million figure in her account, there was not a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

From that moment on, "2000 million" became a long-term goal for her and Class B.

Even if 2000 million points can only save one person, it is still great news for Honami Ichinose—at least there is hope, which is better than watching helplessly as her classmate is expelled.

"By the way—" Hoshinomiya suddenly changed the subject, "Did you investigate that person who spent three million to rent surveillance footage? Koichinosuke?"

"No, Hoshinomiya-sensei." Ichinose's voice remained gentle. "After all, spending three million points to get a little over one hundred class points is already a good deal."

She didn't really care who rented the surveillance cameras.

For her, as long as the result is beneficial to the class, there's no need to delve into the little mysteries in the process—there are more important things to do right now, such as keeping an eye on everyone's preparations for the midterm exams, or slowly accumulating points towards the goal of 2000 million.

"Huh? Koichinose, you're so naive! That's three million points—I didn't even have that many points in the first six months of my school year! Aren't you even a little curious about who has such a big spender?"

"...Actually, it doesn't matter who the other party is, teacher. The transaction is over."

"Idiot! If 20 million can save someone, why can't it be used to poach someone? The other party can come up with 3 million, which means they must have a lot of points on their hands—isn't it a smart strategy to poach someone with such ability to Class B?"

"Teacher Hoshinomiya, I still want to keep this 2000 million yen and use it as much as possible to protect my classmates in the future."

"...Sigh, I knew I shouldn't have told you about this." Hoshinomiya sighed, her voice full of regret for "asking for trouble." "This is really like shooting yourself in the foot."

"By the way, by the way—do you know if Class D rented surveillance cameras? They got 530 class points! That's really suspicious."

“Well… I’m not so sure.” Ichinose paused, then added in recollection, “But it should be true, and everyone in Class B came to the same conclusion.”

"Have you been chatting with Shimizu lately?"

"Why did the teacher suddenly ask this?" Ichinose's voice was tinged with confusion.

"Hehe... I was just suddenly curious, what has Shimizu been busy with lately?" Hoshinomiya's tone sounded like he was laughing. "It's okay if you don't want to tell me—I can just ask him myself. You go ahead and do your thing."

The call was abruptly ended as soon as he finished speaking.

"Sigh..." Ichinose sighed softly to Mangyin. His homeroom teacher's interest in Shimizu Akira was really inexplicable.

She thought about it and realized it was probably something that happened last month—when Shimizu Akira bought information from an upperclassman, Hoshinomiya-sensei somehow found out.

From then on, the teacher would mention him from time to time, as if he were an interesting prey.

"Speaking of which, does Shimizu-kun have any exam papers ready?"

Ichinose's gaze fell on the podium—where the last exam paper still lay. When she went to print it, she inexplicably remembered how much Shimizu Akira had helped her recently, and on a whim, she printed an extra copy.

She simply sent a message to the other party: "Shimizu-kun, I printed an extra copy of the test paper. If you need it, can I bring it to you tomorrow?"

The reply came quickly: Is it a printed physical exam paper? Thank you.

Honami Ichinose: When is a convenient time for you tomorrow? Is noon okay?

Akira Shimizu: Sure. Also, I happen to have something I'd like to ask you for a favor.

Just as Ichinose was about to reply, "See you after lunch?", another message popped up on her phone—it was from the girlfriend of Sato-senpai, who had been very kind to her, asking if she was free tomorrow and saying she wanted to introduce her to a very reliable male junior from the boxing club.

She looked at the screen, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Whether it was the mysterious person who rented the surveillance footage or this complete stranger from the boxing club, she seemed to have absolutely no idea who they were.

But after all, I've already made an appointment to meet with Shimizu Akira tomorrow, and the fact that my usually independent Shimizu-kun would take the initiative to say "I have something to ask you" is much more important than any stranger.

She typed on her phone's virtual keyboard, first replying to Sato-senpai's girlfriend with "I have plans for tomorrow noon, I'll trouble you again next time," before turning to Shimizu Akira's chat box and slowly typing: Okay, noon is a good time, anytime is fine with me.

Chapter 135: 133 Chabashira Sae: You can try to trust me.

In the classroom of Class D, Grade 1, Shimizu Akira stared at the latest information that had appeared that day.

[1. Last night, Horikita Suzune, a first-grade student in Class D, accidentally received a substandard item when collecting free ingredients. She used these ingredients to make a bento box, and after eating it at noon today, she experienced temporary diarrhea. During the first period this afternoon, Shimizu Akira, hearing her struggling to suppress her discomfort, received a cold glare from her.]

[2. From the beginning of the school year, Chihiro Shiranami, a student in Class B of the first year, has harbored a special affection for Honami Ichinose, a classmate.]

[3. Nan Yunya from Class 2A plans to purchase the third-grade midterm exam paper from any third-grade student at 7 PM tonight. The final transaction price is 20,000 points.]

(Seriously? What does this have to do with me?!)

When he saw the first piece of information, Shimizu Akira almost lost his composure—Horikita Suzune had chosen substandard ingredients and gotten a stomachache, so why was she glaring at him in the end?

Come to think of it, he just gave her 10 points on Monday, so why is she being so frugal, even having to get free ingredients? I really don't understand.

He suppressed his inner complaints and continued reading the second item.

This information is quite interesting. Although he doesn't know Chihiro Shiranami, he can tell she's a girl just from her name, and Honami Ichinose is obviously a girl as well—so Ichinose's charm really reaches the point of appealing to both men and women?

Can girls feel happy together?

But then I thought, if there is love, then everything is probably okay.

But the key question is, will Ichinose Honami really agree to the other person's confession request?

The last piece of information is much more important.

Akira Shimizu suddenly remembered what Masaru Nagumo had said when he went to eat parfait with Kikyo Kushida last time—at that time, the other party did not allow Class 2-C to buy test papers, saying, "Leave this kind of thing to me," and scolded that it was "a waste of points."

It seems that when Nan Yunya said "make a move," she was referring to tonight's transaction.

Logically, it's quite clear: Nan Yunya now controls four classes, and the students in these four classes pay him points every month. For him, there's no need for each class to buy exam papers separately—as long as he gets one set, all four classes can share it.

After all, we're all in second grade and using the same test paper booklets.

This method is indeed quite cost-effective.

More importantly, he can use this to further tighten his control—since the exam papers will be obtained by him, each class will naturally rely on him more and be easier for him to manipulate.

The information mentioned 2 points, which should be the uniform price of the exam papers.

Akira Shimizu couldn't help but wonder: Had Aya Nanon already issued a decree—strictly forbidding those four classes from purchasing exam papers on their own, and if anyone dared to disobey, they would be punished by him?

After all, given their current style of doing things, they are perfectly capable of doing such a thing.

Instead of letting each class buy their own test papers, it's better to use a "unified supply" system to control everyone's needs—saving points and strengthening deterrence through "bans" and "punishments," which is a win-win situation.

He suddenly felt that Nan Yunya's methods were really cold-blooded—or rather, this person came to this school with the ultimate goal of "getting more points," and all her instructions and actions were like satellites orbiting a star, precisely revolving around this core.

Akira Shimizu didn't think Nagumo Masako was the type to do pointless work. Logically speaking, points should only be valid within the school, but there must be a reason why the other party was so insistent on keeping points.

(Does this mean that even after graduation, points will still be of some great use?!)

If that's the case, then all of Nan Yunya's calculations at this moment have a more plausible explanation.

With that in mind, he simply took out his phone and sent a message to Chabashira Sae.

I received a reply quickly, but it started with a slightly impatient tone: "Why do you always ask questions after 8 a.m.? Do you know exactly when I start work? Do you think I'm the kind of person who arrives at work right on time?"