"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

However, their structures are exceptionally stable and uniform.

Even more amazing is that

These shacks were not built haphazardly.

Instead, there are clear functional zones:

The shacks in one area are relatively enclosed and private.

It is clearly a residential area;

The shacks in another area are more spacious.

Below, neatly stacked materials such as collected timber and vines were laid out.

It should be a warehouse;

And in the position closer to the center,

There was even a simple stove made of stacked stones with a chimney.

There were also long tables and benches made of flat stone slabs and rough wooden strips nearby.

It was clearly the prototype of a public kitchen and restaurant.

Some students in uniform,

They are working diligently and methodically within the camp.

Some are reinforcing their sheds.

Some were organizing supplies.

Some of them seemed to be processing ingredients.

The entire camp was filled with an atmosphere of order and discipline.

This is hardly a makeshift camp for barely surviving.

This is clearly a building situated atop a cape.

A seaside resort that blends perfectly with nature.

Ayanokoji quickly scanned the entire camp.

No modern tools or items were found that were clearly purchased using special points.

everything,

From shelter to living facilities,

It seems they all rely on their hands and wisdom.

Created from this nature.

Just as Ayanokouji was slightly lost in thought about this amazing sight,

Koenji Temple on the treetop

It has quietly disappeared without me knowing when.

As abruptly as his arrival.

At the same time,

a student,

It seems they've discovered Ayanokouji, this uninvited guest.

She was walking towards him calmly.

She was a girl with long blonde hair.

Her temperament carries a touch of mystery and elegance.

Ayanokouji had some impression of her.

It's from Class A.

Shiraishi Asuka walked up to Ayanokoji.

There was no surprise or wariness on his face.

"You must be Ayanokouji from Class D."

She called out Ayanokouji's name directly.

Ayanokouji's face remained completely expressionless.

The elite students in Class A memorized the names of key figures from other classes.

Not too surprising.

He nodded calmly.

"Yes, I am Kiyotaka Ayanokouji from Class D."

"I've been ordered by my class to investigate the situation of other classes."

There's no point in hiding it.

Frankness may actually yield more information.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Asuka

He nodded slightly.

"I see."

She made a "please" gesture.

"I'm Shiraishi Asuka from Class A. Since you're here, would you like to take a tour of our camp?"

Ayanokouji hesitated for a moment,

He accepted the invitation:

"Then excuse me."

Follow Shiraishi Asuka into Class A's camp.

Ayanokouji observed everything around her even more closely.

The shed was built in an extremely ingenious way.

It makes full use of the natural supporting force of the branches and the resilience of the vines.

The structure is remarkably stable.

The road had been simply leveled.

Drainage ditches are also faintly visible.

all of these,

It is by no means a task that can be accomplished in a day.

It is by no means something that a group of inexperienced students could easily accomplish.

This requires exceptional organizational skills and a wealth of knowledge.

And a near-perfect plan.

"This is our dining area."

Shiraishi Asuka led Ayanokoji to the long stone table.

Several students from Class A glanced at Ayanokouji curiously.

But it didn't receive much attention.

Continue to busy yourself with your own things.

They had absolute confidence in their camp.

They are not afraid of being spied on at all.

Ayanokouji sat down on the stone bench.

Shiraishi Asuka handed him a bowl.

The bowl is made of rough material.

With traces of handcrafting,

However, it has a regular shape and a hard texture.

These are clearly earthenware bowls made from clay fired near the camp.

The bowl contained clear hot water.

It was steaming slightly.

Shiraishi Asuka sat opposite him.

That mysterious, faint smile still lingered on his face.

without speaking,

It seems they are waiting for Ayanokouji to speak first.

Ayanokoji picked up the ceramic bowl.

I took a sip of hot water.

The water temperature was just right.

This series of details—

Functionally distinct campsite planning

Stable sheds built entirely by hand

fired pottery,

Hot water available anytime —

All of this demonstrates one fact:

In just over a day after arriving on the island, Class A...

It's no longer just about "survival".

On this basis,

A basic living facility was quickly built.

A community that can be called a “prototype of civilization”.

Being able to do this...

In Ayanokouji's mind,

The image of that man instantly appeared in my mind.

It doesn't require even a second of thought.

He put down the ceramic bowl.

His gaze calmly fell upon Shiraishi Asuka.

It states directly:

"Everything here was created under Sakamoto's guidance, wasn't it?"

This is not a question.

It is an affirmative statement.

Asuka Shiraishi's smile remained unchanged.

No admission, no denial.

This is an obvious fact.

however,

at this time,