Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Chapter 020: Confessed to by a Class A Student? No, I Think It’s… a Honey Trap! (Part 2)

The teachers remained as lenient as ever.

Classroom discipline was extremely lax.

Soon, the third period of the morning ended.

Only the last physics class remained for the morning.

Meanwhile, the students’ enthusiasm hadn’t waned. It was only the third day since enrollment, but their desire to shop was still going strong.

So, even before lunchtime, many students were already thinking about what expensive meals to eat in the cafeteria and where to go for shopping sprees in the evening.

Hmm.

Hachiman stretched lazily.

Then, he noticed that the black-haired beauty sitting next to him, Horikita Suzune, had slightly turned her body and was staring at him with piercing eyes.

Her eyes were large—so large that his own reflection was visible in them.

But…

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Horikita, staring at him like this won’t reveal any of his weaknesses.

Did she not understand that her brother wanted her to learn how to navigate interpersonal relationships smoothly? It wasn’t about finding his weaknesses.

Since arriving in the classroom today, Horikita had been maintaining this posture whenever class wasn’t in session.

Fortunately, due to her cold and distant personality, most of the classmates—including Kushida—had already given up on interacting with her after hitting a wall.

So, when the others noticed Horikita staring at Hachiman, they didn’t think, Wow, Hachiman is getting attention from a super beautiful girl.

Instead, they thought, Oh, he must have pissed her off, and now she’s taking revenge on him.

As a result, Hachiman received a lot of sympathetic glances today.

While he was contemplating how to get Horikita to stop focusing on him, a male voice came from outside the door.

It was Ike Kanji—one of the guys who had participated in ranking the beautiful girls in class earlier.

“There’s a girl looking for you!”

The guy had a slightly envious expression.

A girl?

Hachiman didn’t know many girls. The ones he was aware of were…

His gaze shifted to the front door of the classroom, where he saw the short-haired blonde, Kushida Kikyo, stepping out.

At the same moment, Kushida turned her head back. Their eyes met briefly.

She smiled at him before leaving with her friends.

So, just to clarify, I hadn’t been paying attention to you, Kushida. I’m harmless, so please don’t take it so seriously.

And as for the middle school classmate you’re so concerned about—Horikita—she had been staring at him all day, but it wasn’t by his choice.

With that thought, Hachiman made his way to the back door of the classroom.

There, he saw a tall girl with purple hair.

Her legs were long, and she was wearing short socks.

A distinctive feature was the two hair clips securing her hair.

She seemed to react as soon as she saw him approaching.

“You’re Hikigaya Hachiman?” the girl asked.

“Yeah.” Hachiman nodded. “First-year, Class D, Hikigaya.”

However, as she listened to his response, the tall, purple-haired girl’s expression changed slightly.

She looked surprised.

Wait, wait, wait—why are you surprised?

Aren’t you the one who came looking for him?

Hold on a second.

Hachiman suddenly recalled an old TV drama he had watched before—a honey trap.

…

A honey trap refers to falling into a trap that was set up in advance, only to get framed in return.

In the end, you’re the one who gets caught.

And this was a pretty extreme move—so why did this purple-haired, hairpin-wearing girl give Hachiman that exact feeling?

Because if she had specifically come looking for him, shouldn’t she at least know who he was?

It felt more like she had been given instructions to confirm a target.

But—

“I’m Kamuro Masumi, from Class 1-A.” The purple-haired girl introduced herself. “I hope you can come to the rooftop during lunch break.”

She spoke firmly.

“Please, you must come. If you don’t, I’ll wait there forever, even if it means skipping the afternoon classes!”

After saying this, the purple-haired girl suddenly seemed to realize how embarrassing her words were. She quickly turned around and ran off.

But the impact she left behind was enormous.

“Wha—?!”

“Shhh—”

Since class had just ended, most of the students were still in the classroom or out in the hallway. When they saw an attractive girl from another class come looking for one of their classmates…

Naturally, they started paying attention.

And the situation turned out to be juicy.

A girl actually came looking for Hikigaya, and she even made it sound like she’d wait indefinitely.

This could only mean one thing—a confession.

As high school students, they were naturally interested in romance.

But—

“If an upperclass girl was going to confess to someone from another class, it should be someone like Hirata-kun, right?” A blonde-haired, ponytailed girl from Class D muttered.

…

Alright.

Hachiman was definitely remembering her name now.

He glanced at her.

She was one of the gyaru girls in class— Karuizawa Kei.

Kei.

A pretty common name, like Megumi Kato or Megumin—names that usually start off unremarkable but end up being dark horses.

So, Karuizawa-san, are you that type as well?

Hachiman kept his expression calm and quickly left the hallway.

Because he knew that if he stayed, his classmates would start bombarding him with questions. Even though he wasn’t particularly noticeable in class, suddenly being called out by a girl from another class was big news.

But soon, lunchtime arrived.

Students began heading toward the cafeteria.

After enduring a 45-minute class, the excitement from earlier had died down a bit.

However, some students still remembered that Hikigaya had been invited to the rooftop by a girl from another class.

“So, was it really a confession?” A voice spoke up—it belonged to a short-haired blonde girl with delicate features, undeniably cute.

It was Kushida Kikyo.

Seriously, Kushida—just go have lunch with your friends already, will you?

“I don’t remember her at all,” Hachiman replied. “So honestly, I think this might be a honey trap.”

“Oh, I see.” Kushida nodded. “Yeah, if it were really a confession, her expression would’ve been different. She actually seemed a bit… disgusted with you. Maybe she thought you weren’t as impressive as she expected?”

“…”

Hachiman.

Alright. Please. Just stop talking.

“Horikita’s been staring at me all day because she realized I’m really good at literature,” Hachiman added.

That was a total lie, but since Kushida’s attention on him had increased, he might as well try to mislead her.

Horikita was constantly reading, so if she found out that a guy who didn’t even study much was better than her at literature, it might make sense for her to keep watching him.

“Oh.” Kushida nodded, satisfied, and finally left.

So much for her pretending to be interested in him—Kushida was only really worried about whether her connection to Horikita from middle school had been exposed.

In the end, the biggest honey trap here is actually you, Kushida.

And so—

After thinking it over, Hachiman began making his way to the rooftop.

Not for any other reason—just because that girl, Kamuro Masumi, had introduced herself as a student from Class 1-A.

That meant she was from the highest-ranked class in their year.

Why would the strongest class seek out someone from the weakest?