I have a life simulator.

"I wonder if he felt uneasy about the word 'sanctions'?" Hirata Yosuke asked in response.

"Just as it sounds. But if I had to give an example—I hate ugly things."

Koenji Rokusuke raised an eyebrow and, reflecting Katsuragi Kohei's bald head in the mirror, said:

"Bald boy, do you need me to buy you a wig? Sometimes it gets in my eyes."

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji took a deep breath.

It seems that the intellectual talents he actively selected are truly exceptional.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Who Leaves, Who Stays?

The noisy atmosphere in Class D continued until the school bell rang over the loudspeaker. After all, they were just freshmen and still had a natural awe of the school bell. Ichinose Honami and the others who were leading the conversation also took the opportunity to end their chatter and let the whole class sit back down in their seats properly.

Filled with excitement and anticipation for the new environment, most of the students in Class D glanced towards the door, wanting to see who their homeroom teacher was.

To the boys' great disappointment, a minute later, a rather burly middle-aged man with a somewhat fierce face pushed open the door and entered the classroom of Class 1D. With the build of a physical education teacher, he looked somewhat gloomy. His silent demeanor as he walked up to the podium silenced the boys who were still whispering.

"Dear freshmen of Class D, I am your homeroom teacher, Tomoya Mashima, and the subject I will be teaching is English."

He could hear whispers from below, such as "She looks more like a wrestler" and "She's not the beautiful homeroom teacher in black stockings." Majima Tomoya shook his head helplessly. Having taught several classes of A-class students, he was suddenly told this year that he would be the homeroom teacher for Class D in the first year. Although the chairman had privately promised him that his usual treatment would not change, this contrast still made his face look a little ugly.

With a touch of melancholy, as if having seen the ocean, one finds it hard to be satisfied with a mere stream, Majima Tomoya, being a seasoned teacher with professional ethics, roused himself and began to give a detailed introduction of himself and Tokyo Advanced Educational High School.

"This school has no precedent for changing homeroom teachers, so if nothing unexpected happens, I will be your homeroom teacher for the next three years. I hope to learn and grow together with you all during these three years. Please take good care of me in the future."

"At the same time, the entrance ceremony will be held in the gymnasium an hour later. Before that, I will send you information about the school's special rules. I believe you have already checked some of the content on the official website before enrollment, but it is still good to confirm the information again. If you accidentally violate the school rules, the most serious consequence will be expulsion."

The documents were handed out from the front row to the back, along with cell phones and student IDs.

Kitagawa Ryo casually flipped through the pages, which basically explained the "fully enclosed" management system. Some students in Class D might have previously thought that this place was no different from a regular boarding school, so when they saw the rule that "except in special circumstances, all external contact is prohibited, and leaving the campus is also prohibited," they couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

However, Mashima Tomoya's remarks quickly drew their attention again.

"The student IDs you just received are one of the most important things to have while living in this school. You need this ID to use all the facilities on campus. You can think of it as something like a credit card. You need to use the points on the card to buy goods in stores and enjoy services at entertainment facilities. There is nothing on campus that cannot be bought with points. You can buy anything that is within the school grounds."

Mashima Tomoya paused here, then continued:

"As for the points, you can think of them as a monthly allowance provided by the school. They will be automatically deposited into your student ID on the first of each month. You can check now via your mobile phone. This month's 100,000 points should have been distributed. By the way, within the school, one point is equivalent to one yen."

Apart from Kitagawa Ryo, Horikita Suzune, and Ichinose Sakayanagi, the atmosphere in Class D suddenly became boiling.

Oh, and there's also Sakura Airi, that little rich girl. Considering that her first-edition hand-drawn limited-edition support outfit has already been resold for 55,000 yen on second-hand platforms, even 100,000 yen a month wouldn't be enough to buy two complete outfits.

However, for first-year high school students, a monthly allowance of 100,000 yen is a considerable sum. Although many of these students come from relatively well-off families, they may not actually have that much disposable income.

The closed management meant that there was no supervision from parents and elders. In addition, various entertainment facilities were specially built on campus. This combination of measures left the students in Class D feeling a bit dizzy and eager to go to the shopping mall and spend money like crazy.

"However, I still hope that everyone can develop a good view of money and consumption. Tokyo Advanced Educational High School is only three years in your long life. If you develop a habit of spending money extravagantly, it may harm your future prospects."

Seeing the enthusiasm of the students in Class 1-D, Tomoya Mashima sighed and reminded them. Although he did not have high expectations for the overall quality of Class 1-D before he came, the teacher's responsibility is to guide students. Even if most of the students in this class may not have the aptitude to succeed, Tomoya Mashima still earnestly gave them this advice based on basic professional ethics.

However, due to school rules, he could not reveal any further information.

"Teacher, may I ask you a few questions?"

Majima Tomoya turned his gaze to the girl in the front row who had raised her hand, and her enrollment information quickly flashed through his mind.

【Ichinose Honami:

Academic ability: B+ Intelligence: A Judgment: B+ Physical ability: C+ Coordination: A

The interviewer's comments were erased. Judging from the rating data, this girl named Ichinose Honami definitely deserved to be in Class A. However, even with Majima Tomoya's authority, he was completely unable to find out any reason why she was put in Class D. It was as if someone deliberately targeted her and threw her into this garbage dump.

Judging from her behavior, she didn't seem to be a bad person; rather, she seemed to have offended someone to be assigned here. Thinking of this, Majima Tomoya couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for the girl, and his tone softened.

"Is there a problem, Ichinose-san?"

"Actually, I'm more curious about whether the school is giving too much living allowance. After all, the monthly expenses for the three of us in my family are less than 100,000. This school already waives tuition fees. If they choose to give out 100,000 points every month, just like what Mr. Majima said earlier, it will only encourage students to develop extravagant spending habits and unhealthy consumption views."

"It's really strange that Tokyo Advanced Educational High School has such an educational philosophy, considering it's one of the most famous high schools in Tokyo."

"100,000 points a month, that's 1.2 million a year. The average annual income of a normal white-collar worker in Tokyo is only 4 million yen, and they won't spend all of that 4 million. 1.2 million feels so extravagant to me personally that it's hard to believe."

Honami Ichinose's words were quite sincere, and they did indeed make many people start to think.

The students assigned to Class D in the first year were not from wealthy families. Hearing Honami Ichinose's words, they thought of their parents' average monthly income and expenses. Considering that the school didn't even charge for accommodation or utilities, a strange feeling gradually crept into their hearts.

There's no need to pay for accommodation and utilities, and tuition is free. It's like the 100,000 points per month are just for eating, drinking, and having fun. For a prestigious university with a near 100% college entrance rate and employment rate, this is completely illogical.

"Maybe they want to train our financial management skills. When I was nine years old, I used my father's credit card to invest in stocks and made a fortune."

Haruki Yamauchi spoke up casually.

Fortunately, most people didn't respond to him; they were either frowning as they reread the details in the documents or rubbing their chins in thought.

Majima Tomoya's slightly excited mood was suddenly dampened by this. Well, this is indeed the normal thinking of a Class D student.

"So, I would like to ask the teacher, what exactly is the purpose of the school distributing 100,000 points to students every month?"

Seeing that Ichinose Honami was determined to get to the bottom of things, Mashima Tomoya nodded and said:

"The school has its reasons for doing this, and the same 100,000 points may not be deposited every month as today."

The rather vague reply clearly dissatisfied Honami Ichinose, and Arisu Sakayanagi, sitting on the other side of the classroom, pressed for an answer:

"Not necessarily, that concept is too vague."

"Whether it's over 100,000 or under 100,000, Mr. Majima should give us a rough range."

I cannot answer that question.

"Is it because the range of elastic variation is unknown?"

Mashima Tomoya looked at the persistent girl with a bit of a headache, but after realizing that her surname was the same as the school's chairman's, he calmed down again:

I cannot answer that question at the moment.

The school's first special exam was essentially a test of discipline in each class during the first month of school, hence the strictest restrictions were placed on this aspect.

"Okay, then I'll try another way."

Sakayanagi Arisu nodded:

"Ms. Mashima just mentioned that the points received next month will be different. I'd like to ask, will the distribution of these points be the same for the whole class, or will it be different for each individual?"

"Class D is a collective."

Mashima Tomoya replied in this way.

Sakayanagi Arisu seemed satisfied with the answer and sat back down in her seat. However, most of the students in the class seemed completely unable to keep up with the pace of their conversation. Ike scratched the back of his head and asked:

"Uh, so will the same 100,000 points be distributed next month? If not, then I'll have to be careful with them."

"Didn't Mr. Majima just say that the points will change next month?"

Another boy nearby answered.

"I know, but they won't tell us why it's changing, or whether it will increase or decrease. Does the school randomly select one person per month?"

Getting carried away with the conversation, Chi didn't even notice the class teacher's presence and turned to ask another nerdy guy sitting behind him:

"Hey, outsider, what are you thinking?"

The chubby guy, a fan of otaku culture, adjusted his glasses and said in a pretentious manner:

"Hmph, actually I already checked it out when I enrolled. The four classes in each grade are D, C, B, and A. Although it seems like a random class assignment, in my opinion, it's a complete homage to 'Baka and Test! Summon the Beasts!'!"

"Using academic performance as battle points to challenge and attack the classes above me, that's why I was assigned to Class D!"

"Um, actually I don't understand what you're saying."

Chi pursed his lips and turned to chat with other boys next to him, ignoring Wai-chū who was immersed in his own chuunibyou fantasies. This can be considered a microcosm of the lax discipline of Class D.

And so, centered around the pond, more and more students began to ignore the class teacher on the podium. After all, the teacher didn't seem to care, so their voices unconsciously grew louder, and all sorts of strange ideas emerged.

"For students, it's definitely about academic performance."

A boy named Yukimura Teruhiko offered his opinion:

“When I was in junior high school, there were weekly quizzes in my class and a monthly exam at school. Maybe this school is the same, with an exam at the end of each month and then giving everyone a living allowance based on the results.”

He seemed quite confident in his ideas, and nodded to add:

"It's similar to a scholarship."

Many people seemed to think that Yukimura's words made some sense, since exam results are indeed unpredictable variables, which also matched the homeroom teacher's statement earlier.

However, this idea made many students with poor academic performance turn pale.

"The class advisor just said that Class D is a collective, so the final score should be based on the class average."

"I can rest assured that."

"I hope the top students in the class will strive to do better."

"Having 50,000 points is enough to live quite comfortably."

"What? You made me worry for nothing. I'm quite good at cramming before exams."

Seeing that the topic of discussion among the students in Class D was gradually shifting again, Tomoya Mashima sighed helplessly.

In fact, since the establishment of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, no class D has ever been able to successfully advance to class A. Sometimes, a few exceptionally talented individuals may emerge and lead the class forward, but they will eventually fall by the wayside.

One or two geniuses are simply not enough to improve the current situation of Class D.

"Isn't Lingyin planning to show her face too?"

Kitagawa Ryo watched as Ichinose Honami and Sakayanagi Arisu spoke one after the other, then turned his head and asked.

"It's not necessary."

Horikita Suzune answered while flipping through the book. She had naturally obtained some more detailed information from Horikita Manabu, but she did not intend to reveal it all at once.

"You really know how to choose."

She said, her purplish-red pupils half-closed:

"But what I'm more curious about is where the school found such a group of students."

"Does Ryo still remember Kikyo Kushida?"

"Why bring her up?"

"I think if this person were here, it would probably only take a month to completely manipulate the entire class."

"After all, this is a group of students that can hardly be described as a rabble."

"Ichinose and the others probably think the same way."

Horikita Suzune closed the book in her hand, turned her gaze to Sakayanagi Arisu who was deep in thought with her eyes closed, and Ichinose Honami who was writing something at her desk, and said:

"Perhaps the two of them are already planning how to use these people to build momentum for themselves."

"It feels like Rinne's personality has reverted to what it was before."

Kitagawa Ryo rolled his eyes. He suddenly started to miss Horikita Suzune, who had been broken down by goldfish a year and a half ago.

"Does Ryo think I should become like Ichinose, always showing concern for others?"

Horikita Suzune blinked.

"That's your own business."

"...I heard that my judgment is rated A, so Ryo should trust my judgment."

"Is it possible that my judgment is rated A+?"

"So, wasn't Liang's judgment, which was made by A+, just like me observing from the sidelines?"

Horikita Suzune smiled; she had grown a lot since a year ago, in every way.

"Yes."

Kitagawa Ryo stretched and, propping his head up with his hand, said:

"Sometimes you need to be an observer to see things clearly."

"Who should leave?"

"Who should stay?"

He smiled at the boisterous Haruki Yamauchi, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

"Although Lingyin's words are harsh, I like them very much."