Houtarou Oreki Classroom of the Elite

On May 16th, Houtarou reflected on a peculiar event from May 1st — something that was, in his words, half-troublesome.

Yes. Half-troublesome.

As someone who avoided complications, he always preferred handling tasks efficiently. Yet now he faced one unavoidable problem.

Someone had transferred 1 million Points to his account on May 1st.

The sender remained completely anonymous — no name, no identity, no gender, no stated demands. Only their transfer note provided any clue:

『Note: You are mine. Please remain chaste for me during these three years of school.』

The message read like something from an obsessive admirer — a yandere, as he thought of them.

At that time, Houtarou was focused on his 20 million Points plan, and the system had validated this mysterious transfer.

Given the substantial amount, he suspected the sender would eventually contact him with some major request.

However, a complication arose. In a moment of youthful impulse, he had visited the Chairman's office and exchanged all 20 million Points for cash — including the yandere's million.

In other words, he had spent someone else's money.

Now, Houtarou planned to set aside another million Points as insurance, ready to return it if the yandere raised any issues.

But just as he began gathering this amount—

Ding!

『1,000,000 Points have been credited to your account!』

『Sender - Unknown』

His phone vibrated with the notification. Checking the transfer interface, he found another million Points had arrived.

"..." Houtarou.

Unlike the previous yandere note, this time:

『Note: None.』

What could this silent million mean?

He glanced at Suzune approaching with a troubled expression. After all, he had asked for her help in earning a million Points — but now he'd mysteriously received exactly that amount.

Houtarou opened his student ID information.

『Houtarou Oreki』

『Student ID: 1008610010』

『Class: First Year, Class A』

『Personal Account: ¤ 1,325,200 Pts』

As he was looking at it, the interface flickered.

Upon closer inspection:

『Houtarou Oreki』

『Student ID: 1008610010』

『Class: First Year, Class A』

『Personal Account: ¤ 2,325,200 Pts』

His private account balance had updated. He quickly checked the transfer records.

『1,000,000 Points have been credited to your account!』

『Sender - Unknown』

『Note: The money I give you, spend it however you like.』

He checked the previous million-Point transfer:

『Note: None.』

These were two separate transfers — the sender had given him 2 million Points in total.

And now they were telling him to spend it freely.

At first, he'd assumed the sender was trying to get his attention — giving money first, then planning to request something troublesome later.

That was what bothered him most. He didn't want to be anyone's tool.

He'd planned to return the Points as soon as they stated their conditions.

But.

『Note: The money I give you, spend it however you like.』

Even the normally rational Houtarou wondered — was he being kept?

Receiving Points out of nowhere would make anyone uncomfortable — after all, one shouldn't accept benefits without reason.

『Note: The money I give you, spend it however you like.』

This note made him feel like a kept person.

He hadn't even been given a choice to accept or refuse — they'd simply transferred it directly, telling him to spend it all if he wanted.

Being kept. Someone was keeping him.

"..."

He'd have to use his Precognitive Dream ability tonight to try foreseeing this yandere's identity. This was getting out of hand.

This sudden monetary assault. This financial offensive.

Though the sender's identity and gender remained unknown, he found himself imagining them as a female upperclassman or perhaps an older sister figure from the shopping district.

Houtarou sighed.

He had to admit — his resolve was wavering.

"..."

"Oreki... kun?"

A voice called out — it was Suzune.

Right. She had come here.

When he turned, he saw her elegant profile.

Suzune had beautiful eyes and straight long hair. Looking closer, he noticed she had woven a small braid. It was neat and charming, showing her dexterity.

Perhaps it also hinted at her domestic skills.

In his dreams, even as a lawyer, she still handled housework herself. She'd said she preferred doing things she could manage on her own, not being the delicate type. That showed her good character.

Houtarou pressed his temples, trying to shake off the influence of those recent dreams.

Dreams were dreams, and Suzune was still just a lone girl. After all, she wouldn't be giving airplane mugs to any husband anytime soon.

Was he really fantasizing about serious Suzune being such a perfect housewife?

That mysterious "kept" note must have affected him, making him suddenly see girls as incredibly cute creatures.

This wasn't good at all.

"..." Houtarou.

"Let's set aside this transfer for now. The message I sent you is genuine — I'm short on points." He said, "I need to replenish them."

"Short on points... was it because of Chabashira-sensei's matter? Did you spend money?" As she spoke, Suzune's demeanor weakened.

When she had confronted Sae, she was instantly defeated, reduced to being just Manabu's useless little sister.

Now her teacher no longer bothered her, seeming somewhat withdrawn instead.

She knew this was thanks to Houtarou, though she had no idea how he'd managed it. All she knew was that he had borrowed her phone briefly before returning it.

But Sae was formidable — she had immediately recognized Suzune as the Student Council President's sister. And there's also the thing about her leading Class D to Class B promotion. Such a person would be difficult to handle.

To deal with someone like that, Houtarou must have spent considerable points.

This thought made Suzune's spirit sink further.

As the girl he'd had to carry, she knew Houtarou once had tens of millions of Points. Yet now he claimed to have none.

"If it cost ten million, that's far too much." Suzune said, biting her lip lightly, "Perhaps I should just drop out. Then you wouldn't have to spend so many points on my behalf. I thought if I stayed in school and gathered 20 million points, my brother would acknowledge me. But instead, I've already incurred a 10 million debt."

"Indeed, my existence only brings trouble to others. It's like this with my brother, and now it's the same with you."

She appeared self-mocking and withdrawn.

"I'm starting to understand why Chabashira-sensei said those things." Suzune said defeatedly, "I think I'll go to the infirmary. The doctor there is also a qualified counselor, so I can get consultation."

"..."

Houtarou looked at her strangely, feeling they were completely on different wavelengths. They weren't even talking about the same thing.

He often thought Suzune and Sae were somewhat similar.

Perhaps Sae was also like this — prone to withdrawing into herself, just like this lonely girl.

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