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

"The heck he needs it. He's always been a freak. I sat next to him for three years, and he'd nap in class every day, scribble on tests, and somehow end up as the top student in the entire grade." "Really?" "What are you guys discussing? Sounds intriguing. Mind if I join the conversation?" Jadie entered the classroom, holding a book. The once lively atmosphere took an abrupt downturn. Madelyn replied, "We were just talking about our assignments. What brings you here early?" Jadie settled into a seat beside Madelyn and clarified, "They're using our classroom for a movie scene. I picked up your backpack. Please check if anything's missing." Madelyn accepted it gratefully and said, "Thanks, Jadi

hours later. classes after classes occupy the rest of the day and the scariest thing about it is that the four elites surround us in every damn class, if another student sit next to us all they had to do was stand next to the table and the student will stand and crawl away, after what felt like hours of endless classes it was break time, Katty was nowhere to be found ,I walk faster and almost fall flat on my ass as my head hit something hard Ouch!!, Cole stands right at the entrance blocking it, he doesn't stare at me ,no .. doesn't even notice someone burged into him ,he's just staring ahead with anger and clenched fist

I heard Levy screaming as she walked away. Mother of cow. I couldn't help but stare in awe as I saw our classroom. The walls were of cream color with intricate designs carved on each wall. There were large windows with the emblem of Claw, giving a faint ray of sunshine that brightens up the room. Three chandeliers are hanging above and there are six long tables. I immediately frowned upon realizing the fact that I can't cheat easily. "Move aside." A deep voice came from behind. Mother of cow! Don't tell me I'm inside a class with my CEO?!

I mean Diego is currently with Melinda in the head office and as for your Mother and Father, do you know where they are? Kiri: I could use telepathy to contact them but I don't want to risk being tapped on our connection. Ban: I guess our only choice is to wait for a while. We sat through the whole class as Sir Drake read through some important rules and introductions on what we should be doing while on the course as elite students. He mentions a very interesting topic about how every once a while. Members of the elite class would present their skills in front of everyone else and fight one another as a friendly duel with no penalty and rewards. Just a presentation. Actually listening to him

Seeing that Gerald and his friends had remained in their seats, the few students from the elite class walked toward them and surrounded the four of them, “Hey, you four. Didn’t you understand what we said? It’s the elite class’s turn for meals now. If you know who you are, get lost, then. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being unfriendly!” A man with a buzzcut haircut glared at them and scolded them in a cold tone. These elite students were roughly Three- or Four-soul-rank of Sage Realm. They were more or less strong. Boom! Right after the man with the buzzcut haircut had finished talking, he was flung into the sky by a strong force.

I really can't concentrate on chemistry class so I start dozing off. Suddenly the doors of the classroom opens and our class teacher Ms Mathew, who is an elegant but stingy lady comes with a boy who is wearing the same school uniform, as ours, following her right behind. All the girls were mesmerized by his spendiferousness and were staring at him like a pack of wolves staring at its prey. The boys were just looking at him with envious eyes. They might really be taking him as an another competitor.All have different expressions on their faces, excluding me and Ren. When I looked at Ren, he was just checking his notes and not giving a damn about his surrounding.

I asked for notes and she let me know the devastating news. “What? You mean there's no way to get notes?” I asked. She shook her head, “Sadly. Elites resume first, then people who paid to get in and then scholarship students.” She sighed. “I don't even have all the notes. I missed two weeks worth of class, and you missed…” “One month.” I completed with a scoff of disbelief. This was ridiculous. “What about the teachers? Can't we get notes from them?” She laughed bittterly. “Oh please, the teachers are puppets. They only care about the elites anyway. Only few of them are different. One might get lucky enough to meet them.” She explained.

I noticed Elena’s shoulders stiffen slightly. She forced a small smile, but I could tell she felt nervous under his gaze. Before I could say anything to ease the tension, the classroom door opened again as Instructor Day walked back inside. “I am back, students,” he said calmly. The class quickly became quiet. His eyes scanned the room before stopping on me. “Pendragon Eli, come take this.” I stood up and walked toward him. He handed me a laptop and several textbooks. The laptop was slim and modern, much better than anything I had ever used before.

In Kate’s mind, Nurse Judy is still the fairy godmother of Cinderella. In 12-Everest’s classroom, Nurse Judy has created a cordon of space around Nate’s armchair. All the other armchairs have been crammed together to the right and to the back. Although Nate couldn’t look back over his shoulder to see how isolated and spotlit he was, he could hear the noises of the chairs being dragged and could visualize everything. The voices of his classmates have been hushed to inaudibility, not out of respect to Nate but out of fear of the combined threat of Mr. Romero and Principal Aguilar. Indeed, no one would need to go to the principal’s office today; the principal’s office has already come to them.