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

Katsuragi thought for a moment,

With Sakamoto's abilities, there would be no danger on this island that they have already figured out.

He probably went to conduct some kind of "final reconnaissance" or had some unique way of saying goodbye.

Therefore, Katsuragi made a decision.

He turned to Ms. Mashima, handed the blank form back, and said firmly:

"Ms. Mashima, our Class A will give up guessing who the leaders of the other classes are."

Ms. Mashima glanced at Katsuragi, then at the Class A students behind him who had no objection to the decision.

Without asking any further questions, I simply took the form back silently.

With such a huge advantage, choosing not to take risks is indeed a wise move.

Time passed, and noon approached.

Along the azure coast, a salty sea breeze gently caresses the shore.

Students from classes A, B, C, and D, following instructions, formed four relatively neat square formations on the beach.

After seven days of wilderness survival, the students in each class showed varying degrees of fatigue on their faces.

Each class's homeroom teacher stood at the front of their respective class's line.

The atmosphere was solemn as everyone waited for the moment when the exam would officially end at exactly noon.

However, at the very front of Class A's line, in the spot where the class's key figure should have stood, was empty.

Sakamoto still hasn't appeared.

Students from other classes noticed this as well, and whispers began to circulate.

"That monster from Class A hasn't arrived yet?"

"Where's Sakamoto? Did he let us down at the crucial moment?"

"Is something wrong?"

Long Yuanxiang narrowed his eyes, a cold, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

His gaze shifted between the Class A formation and the vast, empty sea.

It seems he is certain of his victory.

Horikita Suzune remained expressionless, her gaze calmly fixed on the distant horizon.

The students in Class A had some doubts, but more than that, they had a kind of habitual expectation.

Their homeroom teacher, Ms. Mashima, didn't even urge them.

He just silently looked at his watch, as if waiting for some pre-arranged signal.

Just as the hands of the watch were about to overlap, with only a few dozen seconds left until noon—

"Look! In the sea! What's that?"

In the D class line, Haruki Yamauchi suddenly pointed at the sea and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn over.

On the distant blue sea, a tiny black dot first appeared.

The black dot rapidly enlarged, approaching the coast at an incredible speed!

As they drew closer, everyone finally saw the astonishing sight before their eyes—

That's a person.

The man stood tall and straight, his uniform remaining perfectly still in the sea breeze.

It was Sakamoto!

What's even more unbelievable is that he wasn't swimming, but standing on the surface of the sea, breaking through the waves.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that what he is standing on is not seawater, but a huge, streamlined creature with a distinct black and white back—

Killer Whale!

Sakamoto, like a sea god riding a whale, moved with utmost composure.

He pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the scorching midday sun, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Just as the orca was about to reach the shallows and could go no further, Sakamoto made a move.

He lightly touched the orca's broad head with his toes, using the momentum to gracefully lift himself into the air, completing a smooth and perfect backflip!

Almost at the same moment he leaped up, a wave created by his rapid movement surged onto the shore.

A considerable surge was formed, rushing towards the four formations on the beach.

The students gasped softly and instinctively tried to back away.

However, when the wave was only a few meters away from the feet of the students in the front row, it seemed to have hit an invisible wall.

The force suddenly dissipated, turning into a futile cloud of white foam.

It gently licked the sand, without splashing a single drop of water onto any of the students.

At the same time, Sakamoto's figure drew a graceful arc in the air.

He landed precisely at the very front of Class A's line, in the spot that had always been empty for him.

"Ugh——!"

On the sea behind him, the enormous killer whale let out a long, ethereal cry.

As if bidding him farewell, its massive body gracefully swayed and sank into the sea, disappearing from sight.

The entire coastline was deathly silent.

Everyone was so stunned by this mythical entrance that they were speechless.

Only Majima-sensei glanced down at her watch the moment Sakamoto landed.

The pointer, without deviating, pointed exactly to twelve o'clock.

He pushed up his glasses and muttered to himself:

"He's hitting the wrong spot again...this guy."

Then, he raised his head, faced all the students, and announced in his signature serious voice:

"Time's up! The special survival test on the deserted island has officially ended!"

P.S.: Damn, I think I've been a bit too lazy lately. It's true, a little slacking off is fun, and constant slacking off is even more fun. I had so much fun during the National Day holiday, ugh!

First Year Summer Vacation: Chapter 114: Sakamoto's Complete Victory

The silence along the coast was broken by Sakamoto's mythical appearance, but it didn't last long.

Whispers spread like a tide.

All eyes were focused on the core member of Class A who had just arrived on a whale.

In the Class A line, Morishita Ai, standing at the front, took advantage of the brief pause before Majima-sensei officially announced the announcement, and couldn't help but turn slightly to the side, lowering her voice to ask Sakamoto beside her:

"Sakamoto, what happened to that orca...?"

Her voice was filled with incredible curiosity.

Sakamoto adjusted his glasses; the glare on the lenses obscured his gaze, but his tone remained as calm as ever.

"A few days ago, during a survey around the island, I found it stranded on a shallow beach in a secluded bay, and I provided assistance. Today, as I am about to leave, I went there to say a final goodbye. That's all."

His explanation was concise and clear.

It's like rescuing a giant sea creature and establishing a connection with it—it's a small thing.

Morishita Ai wanted to ask something else.

For example, how did he arrive "just in time" before the exam ended, and how did he precisely control the waves?

But seeing Sakamoto's nonchalant attitude that "this matter is over," he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Some miracles may not need, nor need, detailed explanations.

"quiet!"

"Next, I will announce the final points awarded to each class in this exam."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire beach fell silent.

Even the students in Class A, who were initially relaxed due to their huge advantage, were affected.

They couldn't help but hold their breath, waiting for the final confirmation.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Ms. Majima's gaze swept over the four formations.

He paused for a moment, as if deliberately building up the atmosphere, and then announced in a deep voice:

Fourth place—

He deliberately prolonged the tone.

The gaze seemed to fall on the D class's formation.

Horikita Suzune unconsciously straightened her back, her usual cool demeanor replaced by tension.

Ayanokoji's plan

Did we miscalculate?

"—Class D"

Ms. Majima clearly stated her name.

Horikita's face instantly darkened, and his fingertips tightened slightly.

A low murmur and sighs rippled through the students in Class D nearby.

Class B was at the front of the line.

Long Yuanxiang's lips curled up uncontrollably.

Sure enough, it was just as he expected.

That brat in Class D is really stupid; he was being used without even realizing it.

However, Ms. Majima continued talking.

He didn't even give the specific score for Class D.

Then, he uttered the name of another class:

"Class C".

Ok?

This left not only the students in Class D, but also those in Class C, stunned and looking at each other in bewilderment.

Honami Ichinose's long pink hair swayed slightly in the sea breeze, and a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

Isn't this announcing the rankings?

Why were two reports submitted in a row?

The mutations continue.

"Class B."

Majima-sensei's voice rang out again, striking Ryuen's heart like a heavy hammer.

Long Yuan's smug smile froze instantly.

His brows furrowed tightly, and a look of astonishment and confusion flashed in his eyes.

What does it mean?

Slip of the tongue?

Or was it an announcement he hadn't anticipated?