Strength Mean Nothing In Front of Money

Teacher’s office, in the partitioned area.

Amano lounged casually on the sofa, legs propped up on the coffee table, as if the person in front of him wasn’t his own homeroom teacher.

“I’ll get straight to the point, Chabashira-sensei. I want to buy an untraceable anonymous account. How many points do I need?”

Each student ID could create two accounts: one for regular use, similar to WeChat for communication between classmates, and another completely anonymous one.

He intended to purchase another one, as he couldn’t confirm whether other students could use their points to request the school to trace accounts.

“You catch on quickly.”

Chabashira Sae nodded approvingly, feeling somewhat excited that someone finally understood the school’s rules.

She lit a cigarette with satisfaction and said, “Before we proceed, let me ask you this, Yoruyuki Amano, how much do you understand about the school’s rules?”

“Chabashira-sensei, I’m the one asking questions now. Haven’t you been taught not to respond to questions with questions?” Yoruyuki Amano’s tone was playful.

Amano had no reverence for Chabashira Sae at all. After all, he was the son of a conglomerate, and exploiting Chabashira’s obsession with promoting students to Class A was his biggest advantage. He could manipulate her as he pleased!

“Is that your attitude towards your own teacher?” Chabashira Sae frowned slightly, half-jokingly threatening, “It seems like you understand some of the rules already, but with your attitude, I might refuse to answer your questions.”

“Of course, it’s sensei’s right to answer me or not.” After a slight pause, Yoruyuki Amano added teasingly, “But I’ll go ask other teachers. If I get answers from them, then, Chabashira-sensei… your evaluation…..”

Yoruyuki Amano didn’t finish his sentence, but Chabashira Sae already understood his meaning.

Teachers were obligated to answer questions within the scope of the rules, and Yoruyuki Amano’s queries clearly fell within that category. Chabashira couldn’t just ignore them.

Chabashira Sae felt somewhat puzzled yet excited.

Regardless of how Yoruyuki Amano had grasped this point, it at least showed that he was extremely talented.

With Yoruyuki Amano’s abilities, he had a good chance of making Class D advance to Class A. That was enough.

“Wait here for a moment.”

Chabashira Sae gently exhaled a puff of smoke, then left the partitioned area. Since Yoruyuki Amano didn’t want to talk, so be it.

Soon, she returned with two cans of tea, handing one to Yoruyuki Amano.

Yoruyuki Amano didn’t bother with formalities and immediately cracked open the can, knowing that this was Chabashira Sae’s recognition of his abilities.

Chabashira Sae then said casually, “There are roughly two types of anonymous accounts: a regular one for 5,000 personal points and a hard-to-trace one for 20,000 personal points. It depends on your needs.”

“Is there no completely untraceable account?” Yoruyuki Amano asked, puzzled.

At his question, Chabashira Sae smiled and said, “No, actually, both types of accounts are the same. It’s just that the so-called hard-to-trace one comes with an additional rule. For example, if someone applies to the school to trace the owner of the account, it would cost the requester 200 times the buyer’s personal points.”

After a brief pause, Chabashira Sae continued, “This school has been established for decades, and the rules it has set cover every aspect. Even I can’t fully grasp the extent of the rules!”

Chabashira Sae’s intention was very clear: don’t take teacher words as absolute truth, especially since they themselves hadn’t fully understood the school’s rules.

Even in the original work, not all of the school’s rules had been revealed. Naturally, Yoruyuki Amano needed to delve deeper into the rules himself.

“In that case, I’d like to spend 50,000 personal points to purchase an untraceable account.”

“Okay.”

Yoruyuki Amano voluntarily increased the required personal points, all for the sake of caution. He wouldn’t put himself in danger.

To trace a hidden account with 20,000 points would cost 4 million personal points. Since it was just the beginning of the school year, each class had 1,000 class points, and with 40 students per class, that equated to 4 million personal points.

A Class A student, who consistently had nearly 1,000 class points, could earn nearly 4 million personal points every month, excluding monthly expenses. Saving over 2 million points each month was considered good.

Though Yoruyuki Amano didn’t believe anyone would spend 4 million points to trace a hidden account, he chose the 50,000-point anonymous account for safety.

With 50,000 personal points, it would take 10 million personal points to trace it. Surely no one would make such a foolish choice, especially considering that 20 million points could save a student from expulsion.

Trading these points for an excellent pawn, Amano felt it was very worthwhile.

They exchanged contact information, and Chabashira Sae quickly sent over an account. Clearly, what mattered was not the technology but the rules. Amano then paid the price of 50,000 personal points.

Receiving the account, Yoruyuki Amano asked again, “I’d like to buy another untraceable hidden account. How many personal points do I need?”

“…,”

Chabashira Sae couldn’t help but smile. She was genuinely pleased at Yoruyuki Amano’s cleverness and his continuous efforts to delve deeper into the rules.

This mature beauty’s heartfelt smile was indeed very charming. It was probably rare for anyone to see Chabashira Sae smile like this.

But Amano had no interest in appreciating it at the moment. Without waiting for Chabashira’s response, he probed with a furrowed brow, “Can’t answer?”

“You can’t afford it.”

Chabashira Sae lit another cigarette, avoiding a direct reply.

Can’t afford it…

Yoruyuki Amano sipped his tea with a frown.

Chabashira Sae couldn’t give a straightforward answer to his question, but she indirectly provided more information.

Repeatedly purchasing accounts would gradually increase the price, which would definitely exceed the 50,000 personal points he had. The school had clearly established very detailed rules in this regard, perhaps even outlining how teachers should respond, forming a set procedure.

But.

It was just the beginning of the school year, and everyone had a starting point of 100,000 points. Chabashira Sae was well aware of this.

However, she only said he couldn’t afford it without specifying the exact number. While this wasn’t a problem now, how would she respond to the same question in a few months?

When personal points underwent uncontrollable changes, could she still say he couldn’t afford it?

What would be the basis for judging whether the other party had enough purchasing power?

The most likely scenario was that Chabashira Sae had the authority to know students’ personal points or at least knew the personal points of Class D.

But that wasn’t important.

What was important was that based on this, it seemed that the school regarded class leaders and students as a single entity.

Although it hadn’t been demonstrated in the original work, the leader of Class D was actually Chabashira Sae. To ascend to Class A as a class leader would definitely require students and the class leader to work together.

Chabashira Sae also believed that ascending to Class A as a class leader would fulfill her obsession.

It seemed like it would be a good idea to find an opportunity to control Chabashira Sae.

Yoruyuki Amano stood up directly. “Well, let’s end it here for today. I’ll take my leave.”

“Huh? Don’t you have any other questions?” Chabashira Sae was still a bit slow to react. She hadn’t even asked the most crucial question yet.

“No, that’s all.”

Yoruyuki Amano instantly regained his cheerful smile and respectfully bid farewell, leaving.

[S-System]

There was no need to boast about things that were already clear. This wasn’t some amazing piece of information. Yoruyuki Amano was more concerned about practical benefits.

He had more important things to do.