Classroom Of The Elite Sudou Novels & Stories

Indeed, this was a school for the wealthy, befitting of its name, ELITE COLLEGE. With the map I had been given beforehand, I managed to locate my way to my first major class which was by luck on my part. Arriving at the doorstep, inside, the huge class was filled to the brim, with mainly females and oddly enough, they all were gathered in the front seat, even fighting amongst themselves to sit in front. As odd as it was, I tried to make my presence as tiny as possible. The scents of everyone seemed to have become stronger which was in turn making me dizzy.

A girl looked coldly towards Su Hui, "this waste, can't let her in!" "Yes, I don't want to stay in a class with this waste!" said the Pingtou boy, who pulled out his cell phone and looked disgusted. "I want to tell my dad to get the waste out of the class!" "What, this is elite training, why would she agree to put this waste in?" "You can't hold on to the wall yourself, and you want to stop us, right?" “……” Such words filled the whole classroom, Su Hui looked down and smiled low.

I couldn't help but ask, my eyes wide as saucers. "I'm not supposed to answer that, am I?" "Elite dungeon? Shit!" I heard Laura whisper and I frowned. This didn't seem to be good. "What? Do you know about it?" I asked in confusion. "Well, ELITE DUNGEON is an underground club where people held in high esteem including your Mister come together to pick a woman for their pleasure. They are the type of people who either enjoy sex submissively, dominantly, either in bondage or being a masochist. The list goes on, so what's your take?" It took time for me to process all of the words he said.

Let's go together after the class ended . Elina knew few of her classmates already got their money from their shares and few already bought new cars that of course a bit eye catching especially Mark . She heard from Lilian ,he got almost a billion profit from his investment and the shares he bought. He bought the new black Bugatti Veyron and indeed it's very eye catching especially to the young boys .

While Class Steorra runs in the second have 94 points and our Class Sage has mere 55 points quite a huge difference in scores. Sora and the other student with earring were sitting in the VIP seats near the announcer with quite a clear view on the field. And his alluring eyes and his lips that arching upward are roguishly looking at the area where the class Sages are, looking at Zitrey with that circuitous smile.

Finally, finally, we might have found Alessandro. Colt offers me his desk chair, and the two of them lean over me to stare at the small laptop screen, where Colt downloads all the files the PI sent. There are photos of an exquisite-looking building guarded by gates, much like Royal Elite. High school kids dressed in uniform mill about the campus, each one looking richer and more spoiled than the next. "This is where Sandro's dad sent him," Colt says as his eyes rove over the text in the email. "Baryard Academy for Boys. It's a secret elite private school somewhere in France. A tiny town that's not even on the map."

He was smiling brightly, his gorgeous eyes focused on us. “History?” We knodded and all three of us walked to class together. Stuttgart was really hot. Actually, the correct term was gorgeous, with a big bone structure, broad shoulders, tall and thin but muscular, and with his dark complexion, it made quite a sight. I drew in my breath when I saw just how big the classroom was. It was huge formed like the old greek gladiator arena’s. In the middle of desks climbing up the wall, there was a desk that was surely the teachers, packed with stacks of paper. I sat in one of the desks in the top row, way at the back, Thentos next to me on my right, and Stuttgart on my left.

Precious was already sleeping that she didn't know when the class was over. Sonya tapped her on the shoulder and she woke up immediately. "Is the class over already?", Precious asked as she began to pack her things into her bag. " Obviously, yes" "Thanks goodness, that woman class was boring", Precious said and stood up. " I know right", Sonya stood up and followed Precious from behind. Precious and Sonya both walked out of the class. "I heard Sean is your roommate, I can't just believe it when I heard about it"

Elliot leaned closer to Timothy as they walked toward a private elevator. “Do they always look like they’re about to get fired?” he whispered. Timothy pressed a button. “Yes.” The elevator doors closed. Elliot watched the digital display climb rapidly. Floor 30. Floor 50. Floor 70. “Please don’t tell me you live at the top,” Elliot said. “Penthouse.” “Of course.” The elevator opened into an enormous living space. Floor-to-ceiling windows wrapped around the entire room, offering a breathtaking view of the city below. Modern furniture sat perfectly arranged across the polished floor, and everything looked so clean and expensive that Elliot felt afraid to touch anything.