Hachiman Hikigaya’s Classroom Of The Elite

April.

Cherry blossoms are falling.

On the bus headed to the prestigious educational institution.

Hikigaya Hachiman sat in a single seat in the middle, gazing out the window with a melancholic look in his eyes.

All of this was because starting from today.

For the next three years, he wouldn’t be able to see his adorable sister, Komachi.

Prestigious education.

Advanced Nurturing High School, a top-tier school with a national background.

A school with a liberal atmosphere and no tuition fees.

Upon graduation, students had the opportunity to choose their careers freely.

Whether it was becoming a celebrity, a national athlete, or entering politics, they could choose freely.

The only downside.

Perhaps it was the fact that it was a completely closed-off school.

Unless there were special reasons, even contacting family members was not allowed.

But in return, the school provided various entertainment facilities like cinemas, karaoke, and a gym.

However, for Hikigaya Hachiman, who loved his sister dearly, this one drawback was absolutely unbearable.

Unfortunately, he received an acceptance letter from the prestigious educational institution.

As a man whose family status was lower than that of a cat, he had no choice or power to change it.

Under the threat of his parents refusing to pay for his high school fees.

In order to continue until he graduated from college and achieve his dream of being a househusband.

He could only reluctantly accept the fact of enrolling in the prestigious educational institution.

“I submitted a blank exam paper for the entrance exam, is this school cursed?”

Hachiman felt like crying.

Even during the interview, he said many things that would usually made a participant immediately disqualified.

He had made a perfect strategy of getting zero marks, and unexpectedly, it failed.

Just then.

The bus came to a stop at a station.

An elderly lady slowly made her way onto the bus and clung to the handrail, looking frail and unsteady as if she might fall at any moment.

But the people on the bus.

Seemed to be oblivious, as if it had nothing to do with them.

Hachiman waited impatiently, lost in thought.

Thinking about not being able to see his sister for three years made him want to cry.

But if he cried, he would probably be seen as a fool.

It was too embarrassing to contemplate.

Absolutely not.

With this in mind, Hachiman got up and walked to the empty seats at the back of the bus, intending to cry his heart out for his sister.

“Tha–”

The elderly lady was about to speak.

But she watched as the young man in front of her walked to the back of the bus without saying a word, showing no intention of engaging in conversation.

“The world is so cruel. If Komachi is deceived by a scumbag, what will happen to her, Komachi…”

Hachiman weakly sobbed, as if he had killed the competition unintentionally.

…

The Advanced Nurturing High School is a prestigious school, it’s located on an artificial island, the entire school’s campus was equivalent to a small town.

The surrounding streets were picturesque, with beautiful scenery, and modern shops lined both sides. It was an impeccable place to live for the next three years.

But it couldn’t compare to Chiba Prefecture at all.

If they were going to establish a closed school, they should have learned more from Chiba Prefecture, and it would have been even better if they could directly replicate it.

And.

He only saw one ramen shop.

And it was a Jiro ramen shop at that.

You see, ramen is the soul of man, and a school without ramen has no soul!

More importantly.

There was an unusually high number of surveillance cameras.

As a professional lone wolf, Hachiman was extremely sensitive to surveillance, and within moments, he felt dozens of pairs of eyes on him.

“I probably won’t be able to sneak in during twilight here. If I happen to run into Aniya, I better be careful. If she sees my dark history, it’ll be bad.”

Hachiman muttered to himself, not paying much attention to it.

After all, he had always been alone, and it would probably stay that way in the future. Whatever purpose these surveillance cameras served had nothing to do with him.

More than surveillance cameras.

He was more concerned about this place called the Zelkova Shopping Center, and whether there was a hidden ramen shop.

However.

Time was limited.

Just by observation, he wouldn’t be able to find a deliberately hidden shop.

Following the enrollment guide, Hachiman arrived at the classroom building.

The school was divided into three grades.

Each grade had four classes: A, B, C, and D.

According to the instructions.

New students needed to go to their respective classrooms to drop off their bags, wait for the class counselor to explain the rules, and then proceed to the gym for the entrance ceremony.

Although he was somewhat curious about the word “rules.”

Hachiman didn’t pay it much mind.

After all, no matter what the rules were.

As long as he didn’t get into fights or brawls, they wouldn’t affect him.

With some mixture of unease and anticipation about entering a new environment, Hikigaya Hachiman arrived at the classroom with a sign that read “1-B.”

Although he felt a bit reluctant about leaving his sister, in reality, he was quite looking forward to his high school life of living independently. Perhaps he could even enjoy a wonderful youth like the protagonists in manga.

First-year Class B.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Hachiman sensed an unusual atmosphere. Most of the students were gathered around a girl with long pink hair.

This girl had long, flowing pink hair that reached her waist, a pretty face with a cheerful smile, and she often initiated conversations with those around her, leaving no one out. Her ample bosom was about to burst out of her wine-red school uniform, and beneath her slender waist were plump, shapely legs.

She instantly captured Hachiman’s attention, and he could occasionally hear exclamations like “Ichinose is amazing.”

However, what was even more astonishing was that even though the school year had just begun, she had already become the central figure in the class.

Although he had the intention to join them, memories from his early middle school days held him back. Whenever he discussed anime with his otaku friends, they would fall into awkward silence.

Maybe he should wait for a time when there were fewer people around.

After much hesitation, Hachiman decided to find his seat first. His seat was in the first row, right in the middle, close to the aisle.

A perfect spot for a bystander.

However, as soon as he turned around, his gaze met that of a girl. She had twin tails, a cute appearance, and a slender figure. Her upturned peach blossom eyes seemed to be emitting sparks.

By the way, this school had really good-looking students, each one more attractive than his middle school classmates.

And it seemed they were going to be sitting together; the nameplate on the desk read “Himeno Yuki.”

However, her expression seemed somewhat hesitant.

This gaze, Hachiman recognized it.

Observing human behavior was one of his 108 skills.

Back when he started middle school, a girl had exchanged contact information with him using the same kind of gaze. Afterwards, he eagerly exchanged text messages with her every day, full of anticipation.

Only later did he find out.

She had exchanged contacts with him only because she had accidentally made eye contact and wanted to avoid an awkward situation.

There were even rumors like, “Hachiman texts me every day, it’s disgusting and annoying.”

Although he appreciated her kindness, he didn’t need that kind of pity.

As he contemplated, Hachiman subtly clenched his fist, nodded imperceptibly, and walked past her. She blinked in surprise but nodded slightly and didn’t pay him any more attention.

Just as he expected.

A professional lone wolf wouldn’t fall into the same pit twice.

Hachiman leaned on his desk and secretly congratulated himself, while his dead fish eyes couldn’t help but look at the red dot on the wall monitor that was in operation.

Even in the midst of a crowd, he wouldn’t feel any awkwardness.

When it came to wasting time, he was truly the best in the world. Haha!

What useless skill is this, after all?

Hachiman couldn’t help but turn his head slightly, looking at the wall while facing away from the somewhat noisy laughter.

What am I really expecting here?

Disgusting.