Haruki Yamauchi had a more or less clear idea of his own situation.
He wasn't exactly popular in this class. Even the two people he could call friends, Kanji Ike and Ken Sudo, were people whose financial situations Yamauchi knew all too well.
Forget about scraping together one hundred thousand personal points to buy points for him; between the two of them, even gathering ten thousand would be a stretch.
And... would gathering it even be useful?
Subaru had already spent 1.6 million. Would he mind spending another two hundred thousand?
Even if Yamauchi begged everyone and managed to scrape together one hundred thousand, could he scrape together a second hundred thousand?
No, it was impossible.
In Year 1, Class D, no one could gather that many personal points...
Forget it... let's just treat it as if the two people in this school had a dream that was far beyond their reach...
"No!"
"There are still thirty minutes left; we still have a chance!"
Yamauchi had resigned himself to his fate, but Yosuke Hirata wanted to struggle one last time.
Upon hearing Sae Chabashira say that Yamauchi's student authority would be locked in thirty minutes, Hirata stood up once again.
"Everyone... please!"
"Yamauchi-kun is our comrade. We cannot just watch helplessly as Yamauchi-kun is expelled like this!"
Hirata's gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings.
Those eyes, usually so gentle, were burning with a flame called obsession at this very moment.
"I still have over fifty thousand personal points on me."
"Next month, we will no longer have zero income, and I swear, I will definitely lead everyone to continue growing!"
"In the future, our monthly income will definitely be more than 9,400 points. There will be more—19,400, 29,400..."
"Consider these points borrowed by me. I will use all my future personal point income as collateral!"
Because of his urgency, Hirata's voice was even somewhat distorted as his hands pressed forcefully against the desk.
"But..."
"Hirata-kun, we don't have many personal points on us either..."
Kei Karuizawa, who was sitting near Hirata, hesitated at this moment.
As Hirata's nominal girlfriend, Kei felt that since Hirata had gone to such lengths, she should support her 'boyfriend' to some extent, no matter what.
But the biggest problem had arrived: she barely had any personal points on her.
Moreover, what she did have was borrowed from Kikyo Kushida. Using points borrowed from Kushida to support Hirata made her feel somewhat embarrassed.
It was being generous at another's expense.
"It is indeed quite pitiful for Yamauchi to drop out like this..."
"His usual behavior was indeed a bit disgusting, but to be expelled just like that is really a bit..."
"Does the Class Rep still have over fifty thousand personal points?"
"Since the Class Rep has said so much, I think it's okay to support a little. But I don't even have ten thousand points; is it okay to support with one thousand personal points?"
With his popularity settled over this period, combined with his toughened attitude, Hirata could practically be called the actual leader of Year 1, Class D.
Previously, he was at most someone everyone generally approved of, not quite a leader.
Now that Hirata had spoken up like this, the classmates who had been relatively silent began to discuss it one after another. They didn't have much, but supporting a little as a gesture was no problem.
"Everyone, we don't need to buy back all the points deducted by Natsuki-kun."
Seeing his classmates gradually wavering, Hirata seemed to see the dawn before sunrise and said, "Yamauchi-kun's score is 46. We only need to purchase one point to bring Yamauchi-kun's score to 47."
"Hirata-kun has over fifty thousand personal points. It doesn't seem impossible for the rest of us to scrape together one hundred thousand..."
Kei Karuizawa decided to support Hirata.
Asking her to support with a five-figure sum of personal points was basically impossible, but if it was just one or two thousand personal points, it wasn't unacceptable.
Anyway, the next month was coming soon, and 9,400 personal points would be credited.
"I don't oppose this matter."
"However, Hirata-kun, have you considered one thing?"
Suzune Horikita, who hadn't spoken much until now, spoke up.
"Even if you gather the power of the whole class, Hirata-kun, and scrape together one hundred thousand personal points to buy points for Haruki Yamauchi, the personal points on Natsuki certainly haven't been used up yet."
"If Natsuki spends another two hundred thousand personal points to deduct Haruki Yamauchi's score again, what will you do?"
Looking at Hirata, who was almost disregarding everything else, Horikita seriously interrupted, "If this goes on, it will only lead to endless internal exhaustion."
"This is completely meaningless."
"Furthermore, I believe that even if we gather all the personal points of the entire class, we may not necessarily be able to save Yamauchi."
After understanding that personal points were a symbol of strength, Horikita couldn't quite watch Hirata's behavior of further depleting the class's strength.
Haruki Yamauchi was originally a cancer to the class; it didn't matter if he dropped out.
However, if they had to consume the vast majority, or even all, of the class's personal points to save Haruki Yamauchi—and with a high probability of failing to save him in the end—then it was somewhat pointless.
"No, that won't happen."
"Chabashira-sensei, can points be purchased without any limit?"
Hearing Horikita's words, Hirata's expression stiffened for a moment. He immediately turned his gaze to Sae Chabashira, who had barely spoken from the beginning and was in a spectator mode.
"There is no limit."
"However, you can purchase a maximum of ten points. At the eleventh point, the price will increase. At that time, it won't be two hundred thousand per point, but four hundred thousand per point, and so on."
Sae Chabashira also somewhat wanted to see to what extent Hirata could go.
To see to what extent he could unite the now practically disintegrated Class D. So, facing Hirata's inquiry, Chabashira directly told him the rules for purchasing points.
"Natsuki-kun has already purchased eight points just now... that is to say..."
"He can only purchase at most three more points... If Natsuki-kun wants to deduct points after that, will he have to spend four hundred thousand?"
Hirata's eyes lit up after hearing Chabashira's explanation.
If the current Class D wanted to gather eight hundred thousand points, that would certainly be almost impossible. But if it was only three hundred thousand, he could contribute all of his own fifty thousand.
For the remaining two hundred and fifty thousand, it wasn't impossible for Year 1, Class D to scrape it together.
He just needed to act as a guarantor, promising that he and Haruki Yamauchi would pay it back later, and it would be fine.
Presumably, most classmates would still be willing to give Haruki Yamauchi a hand at this critical juncture.
And how many personal points could Subaru have on him?
Previously, Arisu Sakayanagi's post had basically exposed all of Subaru's more superficial assets.
The one hundred thousand points from the start of school, the one million from selling information, the eight hundred thousand from the school award for acting with Airi Sakura—since twenty thousand of that was on Airi Sakura.
Adding these up, it was only two million. Not to mention Subaru's consumption over these two months; just eating and drinking alone would amount to nearly three hundred thousand.
Subaru had just transferred 1.6 million personal points to Sae Chabashira. Hirata believed that even if Subaru had more personal points on him, that was about it.
Perhaps he could still buy two points at two hundred thousand each, but it was absolutely impossible for him to buy the eleventh point worth four hundred thousand.
Could Subaru still bring out eight hundred thousand personal points?
Hirata felt it was impossible.
It wasn't just Hirata who felt it was impossible; Haruki Yamauchi also instantly burst forth with intense sparks of hope.
"Everyone!"
"I beg you all, please help me!"
Thump!
To show his sincerity, Haruki Yamauchi kneeled directly. Things had already reached this point, and Yamauchi decided to go all out. If he failed anyway, there would be almost no possibility of meeting them again in the future.
"I will pay back the personal points everyone helps me with, along with Hirata-kun..."
"I know... I know I was a bastard before! I said a lot of things without thinking and did a lot of annoying things! I'm selfish, I'm stingy, and I slacked off during exams... I'm not a good student, I admit it! I admit it all!!"
"But... but I beg you, for the sake of us being in the same class for over a month! For the sake of us attending class together, eating together, and complaining about the school together! Give me a chance... just this once! The last time!!"
With tear-blurred eyes, Haruki Yamauchi scanned every face, trying to grasp any shred of possible sympathy.
"I swear... I swear I'll change everything in the future! I'll listen to whatever Hirata says! I'll work like a horse or ox for him! I'll study hard, I'll never drag the class down again, I... I'll fetch water for you, clean up, anything! Just don't let me be expelled... don't let me get kicked out like this..."
Following Yamauchi's series of actions, almost instantly, the majority of the class was somewhat moved.
They were all young people in their teens, not yet at the stage of Japanese adult society where kneeling was used as a shield at the drop of a hat. They still placed great importance on things like face.
Coupled with the fact that Yamauchi promised to pay back the debt with Hirata in the future...
For a moment, most people wavered.
"Hirata-kun, Yamauchi-kun."
Subaru propped up his chin, looking at Hirata and Yamauchi. He didn't say much, simply flashing the screen of his student terminal slightly.
A string of numbers was clearly displayed on it.
5,054,320.00
Counting the 770,000 personal points Arisu Sakayanagi had just transferred to him.
Now, even after transferring 1.6 million personal points to Sae Chabashira, the balance of points on his body still amounted to a massive figure exceeding five million.
Forget about ten points.
He could even purchase up to the twentieth point.
Hirata's hands fell somewhat powerlessly.
Even if the personal points of everyone else in Year 1, Class D were added together, they wouldn't possibly have one million. Even five hundred thousand was impossible.
It had become completely meaningless.
"Na... Natsuki... Subaru!!!!"
Haruki Yamauchi's eyes glared until they were bloodshot. Under extreme anger, a roar laced with a cracking voice gushed out.
"Why?!"
"Tell me, why do you hate me so much!!!"
"What on earth did I do that you have to target me like this?!"
Five million. This number was like a red-hot branding iron, searing directly through the last shred of luck in Haruki Yamauchi's heart.
The humiliation of kneeling, the hoarse promises, the humble begging for the future... in front of this string of naked, absurdly massive numbers, it instantly turned into an incomparably ridiculous clown show.
Even, in the end, Yamauchi came to resent even Hirata.
Originally, he could have barely retained a final shred of dignity. But it was precisely because of Hirata that he thought there was a last glimmer of hope, leading him to kneel and beg, losing both his face and his pride, ending up with nothing.
"Yamauchi-kun, I don't hate you."
"Expelling you isn't because you did anything, Yamauchi-kun..."
Looking at Yamauchi, whose expression was completely out of control, Subaru revealed a gentle smile and said, "Well, I can't say you did nothing. It's just that you are a bit too noisy, Yamauchi-kun."
"And I happen to have a little bit of personal points on me, so I decided to expel you to make the surroundings a little quieter."
As Subaru's voice fell, Yamauchi was directly stunned.
It was as if he had been choked by something; he couldn't say a word.
Originally, Yamauchi couldn't figure out at all what heinous act incurring the wrath of heaven and the resentment of men he had done to Subaru.
To the point where Subaru wouldn't hesitate to spend 1.6 million personal points to expel him.
Now the answer given to him was actually... there was no reason. He wanted to expel him, so he expelled him...
Yamauchi completely lost all strength. He sat kneeling on the ground, his eyes staring blankly into space.
He didn't want to say anything anymore; just let it be...
"Interesting."
"Although it was still somewhat ugly, Natsuki Boy, this could barely count as a 'passable' performance."
Watching Haruki Yamauchi, whose mood went from a low valley to a peak, then instantly had his hope shattered and fell back to the low valley, becoming completely mad, Rokusuke Koenji chuckled lightly and gave his evaluation.
Koenji just liked this kind of unreserved, flamboyant personality of Subaru.
People with talent should enjoy special treatment. Someone like Kiyotaka Ayanokoji was simply disappointing to the extreme.
"Sure enough, I didn't misjudge."
"Natsuki Boy, I am already somewhat impatient to see the scene where we join hands and control the world."
Subaru's unreserved brazenness made Koenji appreciate him even more.
If the timing weren't wrong, Koenji would want to take Subaru to the Koenji Group right now to unfold their grand plans.
This academy no longer held any meaning for Subaru.
It couldn't provide any training effect at all.
And Koenji also felt that he couldn't possibly scout a better beast of burden... no, a better meat-eating wolf than Subaru in this academy.]
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