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Time flew by, and in a blink, it was the first day of May.
Akira then realized that he'd been in this world for a full month.
Counting from the day Horikita met Shiina during weekend tutoring, exactly half a month had passed.
During these days, nothing particularly noteworthy happened in the class.
After all, this was only the first month of school.
School was pretty much like this, no different from work: a few classes, a meal, and suddenly it was Friday—a casual two days on the weekend, and a week passed in a blur.
Although in ordinary schools, students aren't like working adults, and don't get paid for attending school.
But! In Advanced Nurturing High School, students really do get paid.
As long as they perform well, they receive points.
Thinking of this, Akira subconsciously pulled out his phone to check his account balance.
The screen clearly displayed: 8.69 million.
Spending over twenty thousand points in just two weeks was already quite luxurious for Class D.
One must know that most of the classmates were currently being very frugal—some received free ingredients to cook for themselves, while others only ate the free set meals in the cafeteria.
The reason was simple.
The vast majority of points from the four classes had all transformed into cold, hard numbers in Akira's account.
His gaze swept to the upper right corner of the phone screen: 6:59.
According to Chabashira, points would be credited punctually on the 1st of each month.
'Could it be... because the class points are zero, there are no points at all?'
As soon as this thought emerged, Akira couldn't help but shake his head.
Unlikely.
Since renting out the surveillance equipment two weeks ago, under the leadership of Kushida and Hirata, class discipline had noticeably improved.
Even if there were occasional violations, they could simply delete the surveillance records before the end of the month.
The only truly unchangeable records were the surveillance content from the first week, and some violations that occurred outside the classroom's line of sight.
The moment the clock hand pointed to seven o'clock, the numbers on the phone screen suddenly flickered.
8,690,000 → 10,498,000
A total increase of one million eight hundred three thousand points.
"I see..." Akira narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "This month, Class D's class points are five hundred thirty."
The calculation process quickly unfolded in his mind:
Class Points × 100 = Student's Private Points.
According to the lease agreement, Class D, having borrowed three million points, needed to pay him one point eight million private points for the first month.
However, as a member of Class D, Akira also had a basic fee of forty-five thousand points deducted.
The final remainder of eight thousand points, plus the basic deduction of forty-five thousand points, divided by one hundred, exactly corresponded to five hundred thirty class points.
"This result... is much better than expected! In fact, Class D can still get five hundred thirty class points?"
One must know that just three weeks ago, the daily intelligence he received still showed Class D at zero points.
Now, they'd actually achieved five hundred thirty points in one fell swoop, which was equivalent to fifty-three points out of the total class score.
Converted, each student would receive fifty-three thousand points this month. Although forty-five thousand points were forcibly deducted, at least eight thousand points for living expenses remained.
However, if one were to analyze it carefully... merely the surveillance data from the first week and the violations outside the classroom resulted in Class D being deducted a full four hundred seventy points.
In some sense, Class D was quite capable.
'Last month, who in the class said they would get a guaranteed eight to nine hundred points?'
Akira couldn't remember clearly.
This time, the other party was probably going to be greatly disappointed.
Actually, even if the school authorities hadn't intentionally taken away the first week's surveillance content, there was still surveillance outside the classroom.
One could only say that their own class surveillance avoided over eighty percent of the deduction situations.
Akira felt that for Class D, five hundred thirty class points were truly completely acceptable.
Student Council President Horikita Manabu once said that the average level of Class D's in previous years was around three hundred fifty class points.
That's nearly two hundred points higher than the average.
"What's the situation in the other classes now? They should be higher than their original trajectory, right?" He murmured softly, recalling a piece of intelligence he received last month.
Class points released after the first month of school: Class A nine hundred forty points | Class B six hundred fifty points | Class C four hundred ninety points | Class D zero points
And now, Class D had already reached five hundred thirty points, so there was no reason for the other classes to maintain the exact same class points.
Of course, Class A was unlikely to have any significant changes.
As for Class C and Class B, they should at least increase by about one hundred points.
'Speaking of which... is there an upper limit to this scoring system? Is the full score really only one thousand points? Or is there no upper limit?'
This question suddenly surfaced in his mind.
If there was a higher scoring standard, then nine hundred forty points didn't seem like much.
Incidentally, the surveillance permissions for the four classes should have just expired today, and were officially recovered by the school authorities.
At this moment, Akira suddenly remembered his alternate account, which he hadn't logged into for almost two weeks.
He'd take a quick look.
{You bastard! Why did today's surveillance permission suddenly disappear?}
{So, you only rented it to us for three weeks?}
{Hehe... Just as I expected, it expired at the end of the month. You're really "short."}
{? Classmate?}
"Alright, I knew this would happen."
Akira immediately found himself between laughter and tears.
'What a flood of negative reviews!'
However, he couldn't really be blamed.
Because the permission the school authorities gave him initially was for three weeks.
He actually wanted to make the surveillance time longer.
Especially Ryuuen, who kept sending various threats, saying he would definitely find out his identity and would resort to violence to force him to hand over the three million that rightfully belonged to Class C.
Akira didn't take the other party seriously at all—his hidden alias shouldn't be that easy to expose.
However, he then remembered something he learned last month—Shiina from Class 1-C would later uncover his identity.
"This is a bit troublesome now."
Information from the future, if left unaddressed and without action, often becomes a foregone conclusion.
In other words, if things developed this way, Ryuuen of Class C would inevitably discover Akira's true identity through Shiina.
He just couldn't figure out what method Shiina used to deduce his identity.
He wasn't afraid of Ryuuen's physical strength, but the troublesome part was his underhanded tactics.
That person had no rules whatsoever.
Akira's sixth sense told him that getting entangled with Ryuuen would definitely be a huge hassle.
"It seems necessary to proactively approach Shiina—or rather, find a way to mislead her line of reasoning."