Classroom Of The Elite Honami の小説・ストーリー

When I opened the door to Room 1005, I almost thought I had walked into a club. The entire room was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the dim glow of chandeliers—an elegant attempt to heighten the atmosphere. And, of course, people were flirting everywhere. I thought my entrance would go unnoticed, but a figure suddenly stepped in front of me. “Madam,” a low voice said. I looked up. He was tall and muscular, built like a giant. I knew him. He was Vercel's right-hand man and bodyguard.

“Did your roommate try to sacrifice you to a dark god or anything? Some of them are weird.” “No, she’s quiet. Her name is Elara,” I replied, taking a piece of toast. “She seems fine.” “Elara is cool. A bit of a loner, but she’s one of the smartest hybrids in the school,” Jack explained between bites of sausage. “You ready for Albright’s class? Get ready to be bored to death.” “He’s not that bad,” Janet chimed in. “He just likes the sound of his own voice. The real problem is who else is in that class.” She subtly tilted her head toward the Aurora table.

"The one everybody is curious about is the person that the son of fire is facing off against" "Though she's a daughter of the prestigious house of Fubuki, she still keeps a low profile" "The homeroom teacher for first year Non-royal class" "Everyone's favorite biology teacher" "Natsumi Fubuki" *whisper*"ps, she is also Orie's girlfriend (I miss him already)" "Alright, let's watch" "It's about to start" There is a kind of silence that fills a place when something serious is about to happen. It's not that no sound is made but that most of the sounds being made are not perceived due to a high level of focus. Such silence was the one occurring at the moment.

Mauve’s protests were quickly softened by Sephie’s coaxing, until she sat tied once more to the chair. Nicholas folded his hands, voice sharp and commanding. “Listen carefully. Save your questions for the end. Understood?” Mauve, sulking, gave a small nod. “Elite is a parallel dimension of Earth,” Nicholas began. “It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.”

HIBARA THE SIGHT OF the classroom of Grade 10 Section I was very displeasing to the eyes. It made me grimace as soon as I stepped into the room with Major Vargas following behind. Not to mention, the noise that echoed in my ears was more than enough to pound my head. However, this bunch of annoying children can move like trained ninjas when a teacher is about to arrive. Everything, then, would be back to where it should be. A pale female with long hair walked towards us—our Class Monitor and my seatmate—Loiella Casis.

"Hello, Class A. I am Mizuki Inei, Twenty-six years old, I am formerly from Tokyo High school, and I am your new history teacher. Nice to meet you all. Please treat me well." Almost all my female classmates screamed and shuddered because our new teacher Mr. Mizuki was so handsome. "What a small world, My New teacher is the one who visited Akira's house last time."- I murmured, and I was so upset and kinda awkward to face Mr. Inei. "What the hell?". "That's for homeroom for today. Mr. Mizuki, you can take over now." - So our homeroom teacher left the room.

Chapter 13 (Magic Class God is studying) Now I will announce the result of the exam! First in class1-A 1. Tasoshi saya. 2. May Gray Heart Fultra. 3. Luis darken Bach. 4. Sophie Lidar. 5. Cray Hanggart. 6. Vincent's money rub. 7. Carl son Estonia. In class 1-B — — — — — — — — — — In class 1-C — — — — — — — — —

He finishes eating and by that time, the bell rings again. So, he gets up and says- “Alright! I’ll do it too!” and he heads for his classroom. He knew which class he was going to be since there were spirits roaming around and he asked them for directions. When he reaches his classroom, he sees some Americans walking up the stairs. He ignores them and enters his class. “Oh… Cursed boy is here!” says one of the boys and everyone’s attention is turned to Akihiko. He then sees Ayame sitting in a corner and reading something while Mitsuru was talking to some other people in the classroom.

Yamamoto Kazuki nodded and said, “Okay, I know. I’ll pay more attention to not let the opponent prevail. You can go back now.” Hanson bowed and answered, “Mr. Kazuki, I will take my leave now.” At that moment, a girl who had changed into sports attire appeared in the room. Wearing a pair of long sleeves and long trousers, she said with a soft voice, “Tanaka-san, please give this man a check of one hundred thousand dollars to thank him for telling us this important information.” This girl was extremely beautiful. She had a Japanese hairstyle with bangs. Just by looking at her, one would feel that she was quiet and elegant with the standard demeanour of a Japanese woman, but one would not imag