I don't keep a diary, I only spoil life.

However, there are also those who see this diary as an opportunity.

The accompanying diary emphasizes that the content of the upcoming follow-up exam will be revealed. In addition, the mysterious person A seems to reveal more about Sakayanagi Arisu's deeds.

Is he the leader of Class A who will stop at nothing?

The classroom of Class D, Grade 1 at this very moment.

A loud bang echoed as someone slammed their hand on the table!

After a long period of silence and forbearance, Horikita Suzune slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

The usual indifference in those eyes vanished, replaced by a glimmer of barely suppressed hope.

A few breaths.

A touch of confidence made her stop frowning and staring at the students who, despite knowing about the class's point system, would still occasionally deduct points.

Instead, they uphold the principle that God loves the world.

Look down on all living beings with a caring gaze that looks at idiots but doesn't want to curse them.

Class D is currently thriving.

The situation is very good.

Horikita Suzune Kachin is a lost gem fallen to the mortal world.

Given the same intelligence—

Before the other classes could even make a move, she had already led this bunch of lousy and incompetent students in a counterattack!

She made good use of the trio of "scrap metal". Although they might be subject to joint complaints from other classes and result in the class losing points, the public opinion and sensational impact they caused were worth the price.

The girls who used to be bored and always gossiped during class time have all changed under the encouragement of Karuizawa Megumi.

The day will come when we trample that tea pillar under our feet, and Class D's Northern Expedition will begin.

At that time, Horikita Suzune felt she would soon be standing in the heavens, with no rivals in her path.

As for the only two variables in Class D now.

Horikita Suzune first glanced at the blonde beauty who remained seated, chatting and laughing, striking a pose like a big shot.

She glanced again at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, who was listlessly staring at his study materials, looking completely unemotional, with a cane beside him.

He concealed his speechlessness with a calm expression.

After reading this brand new diary, Horikita Suzune was quite certain that Class 1-A was completely ruined.

After glancing at the various pieces of information described by the mysterious person, Horikita Suzune looked down on Sakayanagi Arisu even more.

Is that Sakayanagi Arisu really such a low-class person?

Treating the class like a toy, betraying the class, spreading rumors by any means necessary, and being obsessed with love?

Horikita Suzune just wants to ask one question—does Sakayanagi Arisu have more than 1% human components?

It seems this guy is nothing to fear; with just a little trick, I can easily overthrow him and crush him under my feet.

Thinking this over and over, the girl sighed.

—I am truly a proud daughter of heaven who has fallen to earth.

Such an outstanding individual was assigned to Class D, while the love-struck student who would frantically express his love for the precious person sitting next to him to the point of abandoning the class was assigned to Class A.

The dark and murky aspects involved in this incident made the girl almost close her eyes in pain, afraid to think about it too much, lest she develop despair towards this cruel and unfair society if she speculated further about the real reasons behind it.

At this moment, in this situation, only one sentence can express what is in her heart:

"Capital, you've won."

I am just like Andy in The Shawshank Redemption.

He was indiscriminately assigned to Class D to suffer this imprisonment.

His weary and exhausted appearance alerted Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, who was sitting next to him. Kiyotaka immediately craned his neck and asked, "Thinking about me?"

"..."

No, who asked you?

Horikita Suzune glanced at it and scoffed in a nasal tone.

"No."

"Then what's wrong with you?"

"I've just figured out one thing."

"Have you figured something out?"

"The end has come for Class 1-A."

"I'm very tight-lipped. Tell me, how do you know?"

The questioning was quite inappropriate and lacked any sense of boundaries.

Hearing Horikita Suzu's voice, she suddenly turned around.

That cold, ascetic face was filled with murderous intent, and the compass she shook from the inside of her sleeve gleamed.

"Do you know what happens to the underlings in novels who always know they shouldn't pry into information?" Or are you missing your bedroom life from the other day?

The girl from Horikita didn't want to waste any more breath arguing with Ayanokouji. She cracked her knuckles, her face expressionless. Then, glancing at the cane on Ayanokouji's right side, her tone was chilling.

The fighting spirit hidden deep in his eyes was so palpable that it made Ayanokouji's heart skip a beat. She began to mimic the fear that Yamauchi felt when his lie was exposed: "Wait, let's talk this out. It's not ladylike to resort to violence."

It's so painful, so incredibly painful! He clearly did nothing wrong!

Kiyotaka Ayanokouji felt incredibly unlucky to have such a deskmate.

Not only does he never give me a kind look, but he also...

Two evenings ago, I caught a glimpse of her being bullied by her brother. I had just helped to defuse the crisis when Horikita, seeing her brother leave, instantly switched to a fighting face, shouting something about "the bond between me and my brother" and "Nishinai, Ayanokouji," before unleashing a Spirit Gathering Bear Paw that sent him rolling on the ground more than ten times.

Feeling lingering fear, Ayanokouji touched his still-painful joints, then glanced at Horikita Suzune, who had put away her compass and sat up again to read her novel. Ayanokouji had already quietly placed this somewhat mentally unstable girl at the same level of danger as himself.

That sudden, bone-breaking blow was no ordinary attack. From Horikita Suzune's bewildered expression, Ayanokouji could tell that even she hadn't expected to possess such terrifying power.

What a terrifying woman.

—My deskmate is quite something. She possesses a strange power that even the White House couldn't cultivate, but she's clearly not good at fighting. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let me escape after only two or three punches.

Holding onto this suspicion, Ayanokouji fell silent. Meanwhile, on the other side, Horikita Suzune was expressionlessly flipping through her diary, a ripple of pleasure stirring within her.

The plan targeting Class A was devised by the mysterious person A, the initiator of the diary.

So.

Without any embarrassment, Horikita Suzune revealed that she was already researching the next Class A opponent.

Comparable to.

The holders from the other classes were all quite interested in the content that would be described in the diary.

This intelligence was hard-won and its accuracy will have implications for the future.

Therefore, amidst those conflicting emotions of hesitation and anticipation.

Only the person who was specifically praised was in a bad mood.

Inside the classroom of Class A, Grade 1, the second person to be tortured in this diary session gripped the corner of the diary page tightly.

The smile vanished from her face.

He checked the diary again, a slight frown creeping down his face.

A hint of displeasure appeared on her face.

Immediately, those slender, delicate fingertips brushed against her temples, and the slight displeasure vanished without a trace, replaced by a feeling of pleasure at being noticed.

She smiled helplessly and muttered to herself, "Mysterious Person A, stop messing around."

As a quirky woman with a unique way of thinking.

Upon seeing the words that outlined their future lives, Arisu Sakayanagi and Yukino Yukinoshita reacted in completely opposite ways.

Xiaoxue immediately transformed into her insect-like form, looking utterly dejected, while she stood tall and proud, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Fake, all fake!

However, beneath this confident mindset of viewing his future as 'a completely impossible future line,' there was still a hint of awkwardness hidden beneath the composure.

There was a lingering unease, but at the same time, a rising sense of pride quickly brought that negative emotion down.

If you ask her why she's so proud—

Do you understand the significance of being named by a mysterious person?

No one understands the mysterious man better than Sakayanagi.

That person was someone like her.

The other party is a very sophisticated and high-profile tax evader.

Spoiling up any future plot twists at will is never for the sake of 'making everyone happy,' but rather for self-gratification with the mindset of watching a spectacle or a farce.

The humiliation inflicted on all the holders at that time is the best proof of this.

The current chaotic rule of the world divided into four parts is not something that those holders with muddled minds and relying solely on intelligence have any real substance about.

To put it bluntly, those "flower vases" from other classes were able to save themselves by relying on information they obtained from their diaries.

Just like that incredibly stupid Class D, which should have immediately plummeted to the bottom of the class in the first month with a score of 0, but now it's causing trouble in the first year thanks to Horikita Suzune's possession of the diary, making it a complete mess.

It was precisely because she discerned the other party's despicable nature of enjoying the spectacle that the girl dared to assert that the mysterious person A's sudden mention of himself at this moment was likely an impulsive act.

Selfish and treating the class like a plaything?

She admits it! She's always acted on her own whims!

betraying one's own class?

She accepts it! Not to mention the future, she already has this idea in mind right now. Who told Ge Cheng to compete with her for the leadership of the class? Doesn't he know that there can't be two suns in the sky?

As for resorting to any means necessary and forgetting to keep promises to friends.

Sakayanagi smiled slightly. The first sentence was the highest praise for a genius, but the second sentence puzzled her. Not understanding, she asked: Who in this school was qualified to be her friend?

But... no matter what those points were, Sakayanagi believed he could still turn a blind eye and not care.

Upon seeing the last line, she felt a bit annoyed.

What does it mean to be forced into a situation? Choosing to drop out of school for the male lead, shouldn't she be the ultimate villain who reigns supreme for all time?

That would never happen. In that parallel universe where I wasn't chosen by the diary, I couldn't possibly be this pathetic!

It's fake, fake, this is fake! It's a false message deliberately planted by God-sama to undermine the confidence of this 'highly trained' strongest villain!

"That's right, how could it be true?"

To solidify that confidence, gazing at the words gradually appearing in her diary, Sakayanagi Arisu let out a long sigh, gently patted her chest, and made a soothing sound.

That's the downside of this frail body; it easily causes chest tightness when I get angry.

This only increased Sakayanagi Arisu's resentment towards the mysterious person A.

[Ding-dong!]

The sudden Line message prompted Sakayanagi to put down his diary and pick up his phone.

[Line contact person - Honami Ichinose]

[Line message]: "Sakayanagi-san, are you... alright? Is there anything I can do to help you?!"

"..."

She paused, startled by the incoming call message, and then typed in a line—

[Line user 'Sakayanagi Arisu']: "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Ichinose-kun."

The locked phone screen reflected Arisu Sakayanagi's expressionless face.

boring!

But it must be said that this care came at a very timely time.

The girl had to admit that she wasn't just a little angry, but was absolutely furious, but she held back because of her personal pride.