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"I'll go play games in Class A." He said this and then disappeared through the door.

At this point, only Asakusa Toru and four women remained in Class D's classroom.

"How long do you plan to play?" Kikyo Kushida asked casually as she sat down at Horikita Suzune's table. "Do you need me to continue making friends with everyone?"

"In times of crisis, under immense psychological pressure, a little angel who understands you so well descends upon you bathed in light."

"It feels like it could easily become everyone's psychological support."

She smiled.

Even if the problem started in their D class, even if the nightmare spread from D class.

But humans are creatures that prioritize appearance; humans are a species that prioritizes feelings.

She can effortlessly make people feel that she knows them very well just by saying a few words.

And gain their trust.

then.

She can then give hope in the next moment.

Shatter that hope.

"You're not exactly polite to your 'friends' at all." Horikita Suzune poked Kushida Kikyo's waist with a look of disdain, and pouted, "What angel? She's more like a devil!"

In response to Horikita Suzune's sarcastic remarks, Kushida Kikyo nonchalantly replied:

“If Tetsu wants to take everyone to heaven, I will become an angel; if Tetsu wants to take everyone to hell, I can become a demon.”

Ultimately, aren't the angels in heaven more demonic than the demons themselves?

Thinking of the angels that appeared as the mysterious supernatural beings were continuously unsealed, Kikyo Kushida couldn't help but sigh.

She really felt that the identities of these angels and demons were reversed; the angels seemed like demons, while those few pure demons gave the impression of being more like angels.

I wish I hadn't taken the angelic path.

"That's great..." Looking at the two who, despite the slight tension in their conversation, actually had a surprisingly good relationship, Sakura Airi said softly, "No, but if Tetsu wants, I, I can also put on a cosplay outfit."

The young idol still maintains the duality of being socially awkward and lively in front of the camera.

Of course, Sakura didn't feel excluded. In fact, no one was hiding anything from her. As time went by, she learned everything she needed to know. Otherwise, she wouldn't have remained so calm in the face of the sudden reopening of school.

just.

I still sometimes envy Kikyo Kushida's confidence.

She can only find that sense of confidence when she is in front of the camera.

Thanks to this, Xiao Kui left behind the most visual records of himself.

Self-taken, self-recorded, self-retained, and for personal use.

Store in an airtight container!

As for the possibility of the stored images being leaked... she felt there was no need to worry.

Well, it's not because I trust my own ability to protect content, nor because I trust technological blockades.

just.

Her camera has become her most precious tool.

Yes, that's right, the little coward took the Servant route.

"......there is none left."

The three women were all discussing the same topic, but only Karuizawa Kei looked aggrieved after her 'gyaru friends' left and she was left alone.

She gently placed her hand on her fair neck, and with a wronged expression, she spoke to Asakusa Toru:

"I want my collar."

Side Story: Classroom of the Elite - Everyone Scores Zero

Collar.

Loyalty collar.

A simple, elegant necklace that might even seem a bit plain by today's standards.

However, it is the most important medium connecting the master-servant relationship between Toru Asakusa and Megumi Karuizawa.

Even though by now, there's no longer any need to use that kind of thing to maintain any relationship.

But Karuizawa Megumi still values ​​it highly.

But that's just how it is.

The collar that returned to this time wouldn't obediently be put back on her neck, just like Asakusa Tetsu didn't have a recording pen that she could always take out.

At that time, there was no such thing.

That's why Karuizawa Megumi reacted this way, and that's why she felt so wronged.

Unfortunately, even so...

"I can't find that kind of thing for you here either."

Asakusa Toru looked somewhat helpless.

Moreover, when it comes to what's missing, it's actually Alice, who's in Class A, who should be more worried than Karuizawa Kei.

Her heart condition is the real problem. Her previously recovered healthy body has returned to its current state, and you can imagine how she feels.

"Waaah..."

Karuizawa Kei clearly showed her disappointment.

Before she could speak again, a cane entered from the other classroom door, accompanied by the girl's figure.

Sakayanagi Arisu and Kamuro Masumi arrived at Class D together at the time when they should have been attending the entrance ceremony.

"I am not happy."

This was the first thing Sakayanagi Arisu said when she came up.

"Why? Why is this happening? Why did it have to be like this?"

"I hate it so much, I find it awful, it's such a pain in the ass."

"I don't miss this time of year at all, I don't like it at all!"

Very dissatisfied, the girl uttered a series of complaints.

She complained, banging her cane on someone's desk, making a noisy noise.

The cane, gripped tightly, vibrated violently; her small hands could only try their best to hold on and prevent it from slipping from her grasp.

It was clear that she was very dissatisfied.

Dissatisfied to the point that she made such a complaint, she even grabbed Asakusa Tetsu.

"..." She looked straight at Asakusa Tetsu and said, "I don't want to play. Do it now. Anyway, you like my sickly nature, right? I'll lie down and let you do it. Do whatever you want. Do it too much or not. Make me unable to take care of myself. Make me have a heart attack on the spot. Basically, make me die on the spot. It doesn't matter."

These words, so simple, straightforward, and blunt, came from Sakayanagi Arisu's mouth.

"I want to die early and be in the audience," she said.

Toru Asakusa: "......"

This guy...

He sighed softly.

He raised his hand and delivered a chop to her head.

"Stop kidding, that's too scary!"

Ultimately.

"Why don't you just commit suicide?" It was Kamuro Masumi, who was standing behind Sakayanagi Arisu and looking utterly speechless, who said this for Asakusa Tetsu. "For you, being able to commit suicide but not die should be a novel experience, right? Aren't you curious at all?"

If we're talking about her feelings in terms of chasing thrills, ah, yes, that's probably the most novel and exciting feeling.

"No way! That would hurt so much! If I'm going to die, I want to die in bed, and I want to die from pleasure."

Sakayanagi Arisu placed her small hand on her chest as if it were perfectly natural, straightened her back, and said confidently.

"and."

"Such thoughts are forbidden." Calmly, Asakusa Tetsu said to Kamuro Masumi, "Kamuro, you've gone a bit too far."

Even at this time, even in situations where there is no need to fear death.

The only thoughts that were contemptuous and disrespectful were 'suicide' and 'since I'm not going to die anyway.'

Asakusa Tetsu felt that it was something that had to be dispelled.

Respect death, revere life.

This is something that should be done.

Seeking thrills is not a problem, but it is still necessary to draw a basic line.

“…I’m sorry.” Masumi Kamuro lowered her head.

If it was something said without much thought, then an apology is only right and proper.

Yes, it was because someone was becoming increasingly omnipotent, seemingly able to satisfy any need and accomplish anything, that gave her this illusion. If it were him, perhaps he could even cross the boundary of death.

Even if that's true, death itself is something that deserves respect.

"Alright, there's no need to gather here anymore. Wouldn't this be the same as being outside?" Asakusa Tetsu stood up. "Let's all do what we need to do. After all, everyone should have regrets about things they could have done better but didn't, and want to do them again to make up for them."

"A great opportunity, isn't it?"

Although the timeframe is very short.

"...No, in the end, my regret has already been completely destroyed by you just now."

With a strange expression, Horikita Suzune sighed.

If she had to pinpoint any regret, it would probably be that she was assigned to Class D, but failed to see the reality of the situation clearly. She thought to herself that she was not suited for Class D and wanted to struggle to get out of it.

If we were to do it all over again...

She might want to try and lift Class D up.

However, just now, the possibility of reviving Class D has completely disappeared.

Of course, she wasn't actually as disappointed as she had imagined.

So it doesn't matter.

"I won't regret it at all," Kikyo Kushida said, tilting her head. "If I had to say what I regret most right now..."

"Hmm, maybe that's why I didn't rape you on the rooftop right then and there."

This woman has been spouting out outrageous theories all day long lately.

After her outburst, the other girls didn't intend to say anything more about the topic.

Asakusa Tetsu's thoughts are now very clear.

He's going to see a play.

All that effort wasn't just to get rid of others so they could continue working on Impact.

That kind of thing can be done even if it's not here.

Of course, he needs to see the reaction.

Whether it was the reaction of the enforcers in Class D, or the reaction of the students from other classes who were being harassed by the scoundrels.

Anyway, it's just a time that will definitely not be reflected in reality.

Let him play to his heart's content for a while.

It was because they understood this that Homura and Hiyori didn't abandon their classes and the opening ceremony to come to him like Alice did.

They acted in a methodical manner, following the actions and reactions expected of normal students.

That is the greatest enjoyment.