When Friday arrived, Hikaru followed his usual routine of waking up early for m training.

  Over the past few days, he had started to find a fortable rhythm in his workouts. Though it was still somewhat exhausting, he had gradually grown aced to sweating, and the bes of exercise had bee evident. His posture was now straighter, and he carried a more eic presehan before.

  After sh, Hikaru made his way to Css 1-B's , still holding an unfinished sandwich. However, the momeepped inside, a familiar feeling washed over him.

  Not again, right?

  "Hikaru-kun!"

  Someone in the immediately called out his name, causing the rexed expression on Hikaru's face to stiffen.

  "What's up?"

  Three times now—three times this had happened. Was there more intel ing in? Could they not let him have just one peaceful day?

  Hikaru turned his attention toward the two students looking at him—Tsube and Ninomiya, both of whom were assigo monitor Css 1-D students.

  "We discovered some critical informatiarding Css D yesterday," Ninomiya said, looking somewhat nervous as he pulled out his notebook. "I ran into someone I know from Css D, Haruki Yamauchi, while I was keeping an eye on Hideo Sotomura."

  "And?"

  "I saw Yamauchi carrying a brand-new gaming sole—the test model from the eleics store, priced at 30,000 points."

  "…?"

  Hikaru's expression immediately ged.

  Thirty thousand?

  That meant Yamauchi had already spent nearly a third of his points.

  This was less than a week into the school term, yet he was already spending so recklessly. Did he holy believe they'd receive 100,000 private points every month?

  "Is that all? Any other findings?"

  "We also tracked Sotomura's spending habits. He's been using a signifit amount of points daily," Tsube reported, passing his notebook to Hikaru.

  The more Hikaru read, the more serious his expression became.

  He had overestimated Css D. His inal pn was to wait until mid-month before approag them for point colle, but if most of them were this careless with spending, there was a real possibility that by then, they'd have nothi.

  "Unbelievable… Another crisis already?"

  Just after resolving Css C's issue, the disaster was already looming over Css D.

  At this rate, it seemed like Css A would be the easiest to deal with. Then again, that might just be because of the timing—after all, at the start of the school year, every css still had their full 100,000 points in hand.

  Pressing his fio his temples, Hikaru dismissed Tsube and Ninomiya, instrug them to return to their seats.

  The css meeting would be held ter that afternoon. By then, he o pile all avaible information about Css D and make a decision—otherwise, their ce to recim points could slip away food.

  "Are you okay, Hikaru-kun?"

  Sitting beside him, Iose noticed his troubled expression and leaned in, speakily. "Are you worried about Css D's situation?"

  "Yeah… More or less. I think today's css meeting is going to shock a lot of people."

  Hikaru nodded slightly. After going through the notebooks, he finally uood why these students were pced in Css D.

  The m csses passed quickly, and by the first period iernoon, it was time for the weekly css meeting.

  As their homeroom teacher, Chie Hoshinomiya, stepped into Css 1-B, the students quickly uood that something important was ing.

  This was the first-ever css meeting sihe start of the school year—a moment to review their progress orategies Hikaru had proposed.

  The first half of the meeting was just standard procedures—Hoshinomiya summarizing the past week, going over school annous, and discussing uping academic tasks.

  Ohat was fihe teacher gnced in Hikaru's dire, giving him a slight nod.

  "Alright, with that out of the way, we now turn to our Css Representative's report. Iose-san, please e forward."

  Hoshinomiya's voice was cheerful as she turo Iose, the css's official representative.

  Once Iose stood up, Hikaru followed suit.

  By now, the entire css had e that only whewo of them stood together did it truly feel like Css B's leadership was in a.

  "Everyone, over the past few days, we've been implementing our prategy," Iose said with a bright smile. "Now, let's hear from Hikaru-kun, who has been in charge of trag our progress."

  The immediately filled with appuse as students showed their support.

  "Alright then."

  Hikaru stepped up to the ter of the podium, his gaze sweeping over the css.

  As soon as he did, the atmosphere in the room shifted—everyone's expressions turned serious, fully prepared to listen.

  "Earlier today, I received updated intelligen Css D. So, our first order of business is to go over the progress of our point colle pn."

  Hikaru gowards Ninomiya befiving his instru.

  "Everyone assigo Css D surveilnce, please stand up a your findings in order. I'll be taking notes as you speak."

  "Let's begin."

  One by one, Css B students responsible for monit Css D stood up. Each carried notebooks, pnners, or eveheir phoo present their findings.

  As the reports were shared, the expressions of Css B students gradually shifted—the situation was far worse than expected.

  It wasn't just Yamauchi spending excessively. A signifit portion of Css D students were wasting points recklessly—some on gaming soles, others on expensive fashion items and makeup.

  By the time the st student fiheir report, Hikaru lowered his pen, looking down at the extees he had piled.

  "…"

  He stared at the figures in front of him.

  Even after mentally preparing himself, the sheer scale of the problem exceeded his worst predis.

  "I assume everyone here just heard the full breakdown," Hikaru finally said, his voice serious.

  "The situation in Css D is terrible."

  He turned and began writing key figures on the bckboard.

  "We inally po secure one million private points from them. But judging by this data, many Css D students are burning through their points at an arming rate."

  "This is just the first week of school, aheir total avaible points are rapidly deing."

  Hikaru turned back to face the css, his voice filled with vi.

  "We 't afford to wait any longer. I'm proposing that we move up our schedule—on Monday week, we make our approad duct the transa."

  "If we dey any further, there's a real risk that we won't evehe full million points."

  "What does everyohink?"