Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 036: Do You Realize You Just Said Something Like a Proposal?

Hikigaya Hachiman.

Chabashira watched this seemingly reclusive boy.

She had indeed underestimated him.

This was her second year teaching as the homeroom teacher for Class D.

However, the ability of this year’s students was different from previous ones, even more outstanding than her own cohort.

She discovered that many students, who had been placed in Class D due to various flaws, actually had the potential to be in Class A or B.

It was as if they were discarded after being filtered out.

And this was also true for her cohort.

There were always students who appeared excellent but were deemed unsuitable by the school and placed in Class D.

But…

When she saw Hachiman, she thought there was hope.

He was exceptionally intelligent, came from Class D, yet performed remarkably well. His sharp insight was even stronger than the upper-class students from her own time.

Now, everything was laid bare.

What would he choose?

“Chabashira-sensei, it is impossible for Class D to be promoted to Class A,” Hachiman said. “I don’t think you should hold out hope, especially for our class.”

Is that so?

As expected, he chose to reject it.

This child was very mature, probably thinking she was a hassle.

Indeed.

He just wanted to make some money, be supported by a rich woman, or become a wealthy man himself.

How could he possibly choose to teach a class?

He cared about points.

And he was a good kid; he probably guessed that she was trying to get him to help her solve the problems of the troublesome students and then guide them toward reaching Class A.

This made Chabashira feel a bit ashamed.

After all, she had taken advantage of him.

Initially, she had hoped to use points to get him to help connect the problem students and solve their issues, then collectively aim for Class A.

But now, that deal was over.

Wait.

Chabashira suddenly realized something.

“Hachiman, you like money, don’t you?” Chabashira asked.

“What do you mean?” Hachiman was confused.

“I mean, if I add money, that would motivate you, right?” Chabashira said.

“?” Hachiman looked at her.

“If I give you more money, you would help me, right?” Chabashira asked.

“…” Hachiman.

“No, Chabashira-sensei,” Hachiman refused. “If you’re still talking about those points, I won’t accept them.”

“I didn’t say I don’t have money,” Chabashira replied. “I have saved up from my salary at school because I lost my temper and didn’t feel like spending it. But when I was in college, I started a business with Hiratsuka, and we both made enough money that we wouldn’t have to work for the rest of our lives.”

“You didn’t notice? Even though she’s your teacher, she drives an Aston Martin to work.”

“And she has two properties in Chiba.”

“So,” Chabashira added, “if you help me, I can give you 1,000… hmm, since we’re at Advanced Nurturing High School, I can probably offer you 30 million in cash.”

“…” Hachiman.

???

What kind of shocking revelation was this?

A rich woman was right beside him, and he had no idea?

…

In this school, Hachiman had encountered three wealthy people.

One was Sakayanagi Arisu.

She was a young lady, never lacking money.

And Chabashira-sensei, who he had thought she was poor and was frugal with her points, but it turned out she had amassed enough to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

And even Hiratsuka-sensei from Sobu High was a dark horse?

She turned out to be a wealthy older woman.

When he was in class, he had heard some students talk about seeing Hiratsuka-sensei driving a red, beautiful sports car on the weekend, only to get pulled over by traffic police and scolded.

But at the time, no one took it seriously.

Including Hachiman.

It was just treated as a possible true or false piece of gossip that he had heard.

As a result, Hiratsuka-sensei, you’re actually a wealthy older woman?

Driving a luxury car and owning more than one property?

Hachiman seemed to have opened a new world.

He suddenly felt a bit regretful, because maybe if he had stayed at Sobu High, he too might have encountered a rich woman who would support him.

But that also seemed difficult, after all, Hiratsuka-sensei probably wouldn’t choose someone like him, a kept man.

She was so driven, she probably liked dependable people.

But then again, it wasn’t entirely hopeless.

Because having similar personalities and interests could bring people closer, but marriage doesn’t require the same traits—what it needs is complementarity and support.

So, someone like him, a househusband, might actually be more suited to Hiratsuka-sensei, right?

Hmm.

Hachiman shook off the strange thoughts, because this was his first time experiencing something like this.

Getting thrown out 10 million, 20 million, or even 30 million by a wealthy woman. He had never experienced anything like this.

He had to consider his own family situation—his father worked as a mid-level manager in a company.

The total family income was about 5 million yen per year.

It seemed pretty good.

But…

30 million.

“…”

Indeed.

He had come to this school and was given 100,000 yen worth of private points directly on his phone.

And it could be spent directly, with the school kindly agreeing to take them back at graduation.

So it could be understood as points being equivalent to money.

He had even personally received two 400,000 yen points cards from Chabashira-sensei.

Even the student council president, Horikita, had personally transferred points to him.

As an ordinary boy who had only received 2,000 yen for pocket money per month at home, these past few days had brought a shocking change to his perspective on money.

And now.

30 million.

Hey, hey, hey, it’s not 100,000 or a million, it’s 30 million!

His family’s house was worth only 12 million yen.

So even if he was kicked out for not wanting to work, he could still buy a house, live with his sister, and even have 18 million yen in savings.

If he saved a bit, spending only 1.8 million yen per year, he could live at home for 10 years without working.

This was incredibly reassuring.

“Chabashira-sensei.” Hachiman tried to calm his inner excitement. “Stop joking. 30 million is a huge amount of money. Although it may be untimely for me to say this, please take money seriously and establish a proper value system.”

In other words, he hoped she wouldn’t waste money.

“…” Chabashira.

“By the way, aren’t you getting a bit excited, little brat?” Chabashira said. “If I give you 30 million, will you coperate with me?”

“…” Hachiman.

Your words are so subtle.

It was like one of those marriage proposal lines you see in a drama.

But in those cases, it’s usually the man marrying into the woman’s family.

However, there was one thing Hachiman still needed to confirm.

“Are you sure about this offer?” he asked.

“…” Chabashira.

So, you’re really interested, huh, little brat?