2.3

I walked to the second deck, just as the message had instructed. I arrived at my destination about five minutes before the designated time. There were several students wandering the normally deserted level. I saw some people I couldn’t identify enter a nearby room. It was more than one or two people. They came up to the designated deck and disappeared into the other rooms.

“Are those students from another class?” I wondered.

At first, I thought about waiting in front of the entrance, but things might have already gotten started inside. More than anything else, I didn’t want other students to see me, so I decided to act. A reply came immediately after I knocked.

“Enter.”

I stepped into the room. The homeroom teacher for Class A, Mashima sensei, wearing a well-tailored suit, sat before me in a chair. My eyes lowered to a small table on which some materials waited. Two male students sat before Mashima-sensei as well. Both were my classmates from Class D.

“So, one of the remaining two spots belongs to Ayanokouji-dono, I see! Most agreeable!”

It was Sotomura who uttered that strange, nerdy greeting. People affectionately referred to him as “The Professor.” An overweight first-year high school student with glasses, he fit the stereotypical image of a male otaku perfectly. He was very knowledgeable about history and machinery, though much of his speech, his actual words, and his inflection all came off as unintelligible. Despite that, he was somehow able to communicate with others.

“This is rather odd, isn’t it? Ayanokouji?”

Yukimura, another of my roommates on the ship, sat next to the Professor. The Professor and Yukimura. Normally, you wouldn’t find the two of them together. I wondered why they were here. What had we gotten ourselves into?

“What are you doing? Hurry and take a seat.” Mashima-sensei spoke without looking at me. I silently took a seat next to Yukimura. One vacant seat beside me piqued my interest. At first glance, I guessed that we had been put into groups of one teacher and four students, but…why such small groups? Maybe the as-of-yet-unseen fourth student would shed light on the situation.

“We are still waiting on one more. Please sit quietly.”

I got the feeling that this definitely wasn’t a trivial matter. There was a storm coming, the curtain rising on a new test. A powerful omen. No matter what we might have expected, it was obvious that this test would be something entirely different.

Ordinarily, it would be normal for everyone to receive the test’s rules at the same time to ensure fairness. Whether it was a written exam at our desks or survival on an uninhabited island, that was the norm. But here we were, in a private, enclosed space. Why did they want us in small groups? Was I was worrying too much and too early?

No matter how much I agonized over it, I probably wouldn’t find any answers by myself. I sat down in the chair. None of us spoke. Although we hadn’t yet passed the appointed time, I really wanted the mystery person to hurry up and get here. There was a clock in the shape of a music box, a common feature in every room on this ship. Silence hung heavy all around us. Before long, it would be 18:00.

Mashima-sensei glanced at the clock only once, calm as you like. Simultaneously, someone knocked at the door. Mashima-sensei told that person to enter, and the door slowly opened.

“Pardon the intrusion!”

With that, Karuizawa entered the room. I’d expected our fourth person would be from Class D, but I hadn’t expected Karuizawa. I’d thought another guy would be joining us. This was completely unexpected.

“Huh? What’s going on? Why are Yukimura-kun and these other guys here?” she asked.

My thoughts exactly. I couldn’t hide my bewilderment over being included in this bizarre gathering. The Professor didn’t seem to worry, but Yukimura looked puzzled.

“I believe you were told punctuality was key, and yet you’re late. Hurry and take your seat,” Mashima-sensei said.

“Okay.”

Karuizawa’s response indicated that she wasn’t thrilled to be here and didn’t much care what the teacher thought. She sat down and, after studying the three of us, lifted the chair and moved it a little further away from me. I felt somewhat depressed that she wanted to get away from me.

“Sotomura, Yukimura, Ayanokouji, and Karuizawa, from Class D. Without further ado, I will now explain the special test.”

Good; at least we were getting an explanation after all. However, the reasoning behind selecting this group of four was still a mystery. We were in a private room, too. I had a bad feeling about this.

“W-wait a minute. I don’t understand. What do you mean, explain a test? The test was already over, right? Also, what’s the deal with these guys? This is really weird.”

Karuizawa, unable to listen to anyone else talk, immediately barraged Mashima-sensei with questions. I wondered if she’d even read the message properly.

“I will not answer any questions at this time. Be quiet and listen.” Sure enough, Mashima-sensei looked coldly at Karuizawa.

“Jeez, all right. Fine, I’ll shut up.”

Mashima-sensei had a reputation of being rather cold to his students. Even now, he seemed aloof during a simple explanation. My own homeroom teacher, Chabashira-sensei, was also indifferent, cold, and didn’t provide any support to her students. Like her, Mashima-sensei didn’t seem like the kind of teacher who would provide a shoulder for Class A students to cry on. The only definite difference between the teachers was that in comparison to Chabashira-sensei, who seemed unmotivated and unnaturally uncooperative, Mashima-sensei was impossible to read. I wondered if he kept everyone at a certain fixed distance, no matter who they were.

“In this special test, all the first-year students will be divided into twelve groups based on the signs of the Zodiac. Everyone will participate within their respective group. The purpose of this examination is to test your thinking.”

Twelve groups based on the signs of the Zodiac? That meant Class D was divided into three groups, and those three groups would represent three of the twelve signs. Apparently this would test our “thinking.” They wanted to test our ability to think, and to process information thoroughly. Was that it?

“What do you mean by ‘test our thinking’?” Karuizawa, unable to stay silent, reflexively spoke up with another question.

“I’ve already told you. I will not be answering any questions.”

After Mashima-sensei’s second warning, Karuizawa seemed to feel the gravity of our situation. Although she looked blatantly unhappy, she shut her mouth and listened. I didn’t know how seriously Yukimura and the Professor took all this, but they remained silent.

“Society needs three fundamental qualities in order to progress: action, thinking, and teamwork. Those with the necessary qualities will become wonderful adults. The previous exam on the uninhabited island focused heavily on testing your teamwork. However, we shall now test your thinking in four ways: your ability to thoroughly process information, which is an essential component of this test. Your ability to analyze your current situation and clarify the task at hand. The ability to solve the problem after you’ve clarified the process and identified the task. The ability to utilize your imagination, and the ability to create new values. Those are the qualities you’ll need.”

Although his explanation was rather concise, several question marks were still hanging over everyone’s heads after his brief explanation. I was no better. I still didn’t understand anything at all.

“As I’ve said, in this test we have divided you all into twelve groups.” Finally, the words that Karuizawa had longed to hear arrived. “Are there any questions thus far?”

“I don’t get what any of this means. Can you explain it in a way that’s easier to understand? I mean, okay, I understand that we’re being divided into twelve groups, but why am I together with these guys? What about Hirata kun? Or the other girls? And I still don’t get what we’re doing. Tell me.

Come on, please?”

Even though she attempted politeness at the end, I get the feeling she didn’t mean it. However, Karuizawa was right to have doubts. Even though Mashima-sensei said that he was taking questions, the explanation was ambiguous at best. We still didn’t know what commonality there was between the people gathered here.

If each class was divided into three groups, there should have been twelve to fifteen Class D people gathered here for the explanation, but they hadn’t done that. Was it due to the size constraint of the rooms? No, this ship had several rooms that could host a modest-sized gathering. There had to be a reason they’d purposefully sub-divided us.

“You four gathered here will be in the same group. At this very moment, students in other rooms are receiving the same explanation you are.”

Wait, so we were members of the same group? In other words, the four of us were allies…

“If that’s true, then wouldn’t it be way faster and easier if you just gathered all of our classmates together in one place and explained? Also, what’s the reason for putting me with these three? Why? These guys gross me out. Why am I on a team together with boys? Honestly, I hate it…though being with Hirata-kun would be fine.”

Karuizawa continued blabbing until Yukimura finally seemed to lose patience.

“How about you shut up and try listening? The test is probably going to start soon. If they dock our points because you keep blabbing, are you gonna take responsibility? Even back on the deserted island, you dragged us all down. Can you try not to cause any more problems?”

“Huh? When and how exactly did I cause problems? You’re pissing me off.”

I’d seen guys and girls quarreling with each other many times in the previous test. The Professor and I stayed quiet.

“Calm down, you two. Yukimura, your concerns are groundless. The test hasn’t yet begun, so you won’t be affected. Besides, your attitude has no bearing on this test.”

“See? Now you get it, right?”

Karuizawa looked smugly at Yukimura. Yukimura glared in frustration. I should’ve stayed quiet, but I had to say something.

“Karuizawa, if you don’t change your attitude toward the teachers, it might leave a mark on your permanent record. That wouldn’t be good, right?”

“Hmph.”

Yukimura snorted derisively, mocking Karuizawa without saying a word. Mashima-sensei seemed to develop a headache while watching a fight that would be more appropriate between elementary school students. He lightly tapped his finger to his forehead.

“Listen. Your group assignments are a done deal. You cannot change them. To gain a good result on the test, you must get along.”

“Ugh, jeez! This sucks! I can’t deal with these three! Hirata-kun would have been so much better!”

“Heh. But you know, three heads are better than one. Thus, if the three of us join together, we might be able to surpass the good Hirata-dono, my dear lady,” the Professor said.

“Gross. Even if there were a hundred or two hundred of you, you still wouldn’t be worth a single hair on Hirata-kun’s head.”

I tried not to care, but hearing her say that kind of thing depressed me. Karuizawa clung close to Hirata day and night, except for whenever she was with her girlfriends. It’s true that we really weren’t fit substitutes for Hirata, but…

“Ugh. Well, at any rate, I’ll just report it to Hirata-kun later.” Karuizawa let out a frustrated sigh, then averted her eyes again. Trying to work with her was going to be a hassle, but the same was probably true for Yukimura.

“Finished? Please let me continue my explanation.”

“Okay, okay. I understand that we’re being divided into these groups, but why is it only the four of us getting this explanation? I thought you’d explain things after our entire group was gathered together. If this is some scheme against us, or some kind of harassment, then I want you to knock it off.”

Karuizawa kept talking without pause, as if intending to be disagreeable to the very end. Mashima-sensei remained expressionless.

“It would appear that you cannot help but be concerned by this small gathering. Therefore, I will try to provide an answer. This is neither a conspiracy against the students, nor is it harassment. It’s rather simple. The groups don’t consist of members from just one class; they are made up of about three to five individuals collected from each class. If we didn’t explain things in advance, we would run the risk of confusion.”

That was why only a few people were gathered into each room. The other three still didn’t seem to understand. They fell silent again, as if they were going over what Mashima-sensei had said in their heads. Of course, I couldn’t immediately digest it, either. We were so quiet that we could hear the clock ticking.

“W-wait a minute. What do you mean? I still don’t get it at all. We’re going to be grouped with students from other classes? Isn’t that crazy, though? Aren’t the other classes supposed to be the enemy?”

“That’s right, Sensei. We’ve been competing against the other classes up until now. Now we’re supposed to ignore all of that and just suddenly team up with them?”

I understood Karuizawa and Yukimura’s point, but the school decided the rules.

“You’ve been competing until now? Your school lives have only just begun. You shouldn’t run around like a chicken with its head cut off this early, Yukimura.”

“I… P-pardon me.”

“Right now, you shouldn’t spend your energy on trying to understand this test. Rather, focus on how to think. Your group assignment is ‘Rabbit’. Here is a list of the members. You will be required to return this list when you leave the room. If you feel it’s necessary, I would recommend trying to memorize it now.”

He passed over a postcard-sized piece of paper. On it were listed fourteen names of people in our group. As Mashima-sensei had told us, apart from us four, all the others were from Classes A, B, and C.

Although Mashima-sensei had said we were in the Rabbit group, the group name was written in Japanese, placed in parentheses next to the Chinese reading. That made it easier to read, and thus easier to distinguish who was in our group.

CLASS A: Takemoto Shigeru, Machida Kouji, Morishige Takurou CLASS B: Ichinose Honami, Hamaguchi Tetsuya, Beppu Ryouta CLASS C: Ibuki Mio, Manabe Shiho, Yabu Nanami, Yamashita Saki

CLASS D: Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, Karuizawa Kei, Sotomura Hideo, Yukimura Teruhiko

I know some of the students on the list. Ichinose from Class B; Ibuki from Class C. Apparently, we were teammates now. At this point, I couldn’t really imagine what this exam was going to be. Was it even possible for us to compete alongside other classes, like Karuizawa and Yukimura had said? I quickly glanced out the corner of my eye at Karuizawa. She looked a little perplexed. Being placed into the same group as Ibuki was a perverse kind of fate.

“Don’t worry. I will answer any questions you have. I believe you will be able to understand everything afterward. Probably.”

He tacked on the “probably” because he likely doubted that Karuizawa was going to listen. Understandable. Mashima-sensei then explained this baffling group’s formation.

“The point of this test is to ignore the prior fraught relationships between Classes A through D. If you do, you’ll have a shortcut.”

“Ignore the fraught relationships? What do you mean?”

“Karuizawa, please. I’m begging you, shut up and listen. I can’t concentrate when you prattle on,” Yukimura begged, completely exasperated.

“From this point on, you are no longer acting as members of Class D, but rather as members of the Rabbit group. Whether you pass or fail this test depends on each group.”

I was understanding more and more, little by little, but still couldn’t see the bigger picture.

“There are four possible outcomes that can be achieved in this special test. No exceptions. We have also prepared handouts with the grade items so that you may better understand them. However, you are prohibited from taking these handouts, taking photographs of them, or anything or the sort. You should verify the contents here and now.”

Some slightly crumpled-up sheets of paper had been prepared for the four of us. Most likely, the students who were here before us had already looked at them. The basic rules were written as follows:

AN EXPLANATION OF THE SUMMER GROUP SPECIAL EXAMINATION 

This assignment centers on a “VIP” assigned to each group. By providing answers to the school via a defined method, you will earn one of four outcomes. 

At 8:00 a.m. on the first day of the test, each student will 

simultaneously receive a message informing you that we have chosen someone to be the “VIP” in your group. 

The test begins tomorrow and ends at 9:00 p.m. on the fourth day. (You are completely free to do as you wish for the first day.) 

Each group should gather twice during the day at a predetermined time in a predetermined room to talk for one hour, so that they may discuss matters with only their group. 

The contents of each group’s discussion shall be left to the discretion of the group itself. 

After the test has concluded, the school will only accept answers during the period between 9:30 p.m. and 10:00 p.m. on that final night. During that time, each group must submit their answer regarding who they think the “VIP” is. Each individual may only submit an answer once, but only the first answer received from any member of a group will decide the test result for that group. 

Answers must be sent only to an email address that we shall provide to each group, and only by using your mobile devices. 

The twelve VIPs cannot submit answers. 

You may only submit an answer for the group to which you are assigned. 

Test results will be sent to all students via email at 11:00 p.m. on the final day.

A list of fundamental rules was written on the paper. More detailed descriptions of the rules and a list of prohibited items were also on the sheet, among other things. The terms were stricter than the rules for the test on the uninhabited island, with many more precautions. After the rules, I saw the four potential “outcomes”:

OUTCOME #1: If the answer submitted by the group after 9:30 p.m. on the final day is correct, then everyone in the group will receive private points, including those of the VIP’s classmates who belong to the group. 

OUTCOME #2: If a group fails to submit an answer between 9:30 p.m. and 10 p.m. on the final day, or if someone from the group other than the VIP and their classmates submits an incorrect answer, then the VIP will be awarded 500,000 private points.

These seemed like rather eccentric rules. Since we hadn’t received any deeper explanation, the mechanisms of the test seemed unclear. The Professor and Karuizawa cocked their heads over and over, as if wracking their brains. Mashima-sensei, seeing their reaction, gave us a supplementary explanation in his flat, unchanging tone.

“This exam has one critical element. Understand it, and this test will not pose a problem. The key element is the existence of the VIP. There is only one VIP in the group. In this test, you’re after the name of the VIP. It’s that simple. For example, Yukimura, let’s say that you were chosen as VIP. The correct answer for the Rabbit group would be ‘Yukimura.’ That answer would be shared with all members of your group. Then, after the test concludes at 9:00 p.m. at the end of the third day, the school would accept answer submissions only between 9:30 p.m. and 10:00 p.m. During that time, each member of your group should enter the name ‘Yukimura’ in a message and email it to the school. Your group would pass, and we would confirm that you’ve met Outcome #1, and thus every member of your group would be awarded 500,000 points. In addition, as a reward for leading their group to achieving Outcome #1, the VIP would receive double that amount— 1,000,000 points.”

“O-one million?! Whoa.”

“Wait, everyone receives 500,000 points? And if you’re the VIP, you get double?”

That was such a heinous amount of points to receive that anyone, regardless of their regular class, would want it. Also, since the VIP would receive twice that amount, he or she would become so wealthy that they would jump straight to the top of the class, regardless of grade.

“Now then, as for Outcome #2… In the event that the VIP’s identity is not discovered before the end of the examination, and no one in your group found out the identity of the VIP or some even attempted to lie about the identity, then only the VIP will be awarded points, just as it says. He or she will receive 500,000 points.”

Wait, was this even a valid test? Outcomes #1 and #2 were largely the same. In either case, the VIP would receive a large amount of points. There was no benefit to Outcome #2, unless you wanted to prevent other classes from getting points.

“Jeez, everyone’s gonna be jealous of the VIP! Not being picked for it would be unfair! No matter what happens, that person still gets points! And if we get Outcome #1, it’s a million points!”

Karuizawa seemed like she wanted to be chosen as the VIP. That was natural, though. The VIP received special treatment. Was that the advantage of being the VIP? However, so far we’d heard only two of four outcomes. There might yet be some tricks that hadn’t been revealed.

“Sensei, what about Outcomes #3 and #4? We don’t understand the conditions for those yet.”

“Did you understand the explanation for the first two? If you do not, then we cannot continue.”

“Of course, we understand. Please continue.”

After a short pause, Mashima-sensei went on.

“Regarding the remaining outcomes, they are written on the reverse side of the handout. However, please wait a bit before turning the paper over.”

We had instinctively reached over to flip the paper, but stopped once we heard that. As we began to grasp the rules of this exam little by little, Mashima-sensei stared at us with sharp eyes. It seemed like the exam had already begun.

“Ah, wait a minute. I’m not following you at all.”

Although Mashima-sensei had given us a rather simple explanation, Karuizawa had only been half-listening, so she didn’t completely understand. Her problem wasn’t that she scored poorly on tests like Sudou or Ike. Since she refused to listen, her comprehension was abnormally bad.

“Very well, I will explain in simpler terms. Have you played the game Werewolf?”

“Werewolf? Oh, that game’s been popular for a while, right? Yeah, yeah, I’ve played it. It’s pretty interesting,” she said.

I couldn’t help but be slightly bewildered, and my reaction showed.

“Wait a second. Ayanokouji-kun, don’t tell me you don’t know about Werewolf? Whoa, I can’t believe it.”

She could be amazed all she wanted, but I hadn’t heard of it. Besides, it was probably a lot more fun playing games with friends than playing by yourself. That happy state was way beyond my reach, though.

Karuizawa seemed to realize this, and appeared sad. “I’m sorry. It’s just, like, not having friends must be so sad.”

She crossed her arms and began to explain the game.

“Well, you get together with your friends, and then you divide people up as either villagers or wolves. The one who survives at the end is the winner. Get it?”

No, I didn’t get it at all!

So, what, I could be king of the wolves or something? Mashima-sensei, unable to leave it at that, began to explain the details of the game a little more thoroughly.

Werewolf was invented by an American as a sort of party game. There is no limit on the number of players you can have, but you need the minimum in order to play. There are several roles that players can adopt, including “villager” and “wolf.” There seemed to be various other roles, but the important thing was whether the villagers or wolves survived. The wolves were supposedly dressed up like people and pretending to be villagers.

The game has two time periods. During the day, everyone gets together and talks, including the wolves that are pretending to be villagers. The players who are suspected of being wolves are executed. When nighttime falls, the wolves prey upon one villager. Those phases repeat, and the number of players continues to fall. Then, when enough players have been taken out, it’s decided which side was victorious and which was defeated. That was the simple breakdown.

However, why was it necessary to use this Werewolf game as an example? If we considered the rules that we’d received thus far, then the wolves and people should just cooperate and aim for Outcome #1.

“Although I said that there is only one VIP in the group, if the VIP is exposed right away, then Outcomes #3 and #4 will appear.”

“And that’s…on the other side of the handout, right? Is it okay if we turn it over?” Karuizawa asked.

Mashima-sensei nodded. We flipped the paper over.

The remaining two outcomes were written on it. For those two outcomes alone, answers would be accepted at any time during the test, or during the 30 minutes after the test had ended, just like with the other rules. Should you make a mistake in either timeframe, you would incur a penalty.

OUTCOME #3: This outcome is triggered when someone other than the VIP gives the correct answer to the school without waiting until 9:30 p.m. on the final day of the exam. That student’s class will gain fifty class points, and the person who submitted the correct answer will earn 500,000 private points. Also, the VIP’s class will lose fifty class points as a penalty. At that point, the group’s testing period will come to an end. However, if one of the VIP’s classmates is the person who submits the correct answer, this answer will not be counted and the test will continue. 

OUTCOME #4: This outcome is triggered when someone other than the VIP gives an incorrect answer without waiting until 9:30 p.m. on the final day of the exam. That student’s class will lose fifty class points. The VIP will earn 500,000 private points, and the VIP’s class will earn fifty class points. The testing period will end for the group that submitted the incorrect answer. However, if one of the VIP’s classmates is the person who submits the incorrect answer, this answer will not be counted and the test will continue.

The remaining two outcomes made it much easier to see the big picture. If we were limited to only Outcomes #1 and #2, there was no problem if the VIP shared their identity with everyone. Even if you made a mistake, there was no penalty. However, with the addition of these “traitor” rules, the test was suddenly flipped on its head. Should the VIP carelessly out themselves, traitors would prey upon them.

Since the school would accept answers any time during the test, no one would seriously aim for Outcome #1. Everyone would take actions that would garner points. If the VIP wanted to trick the other classes and secure their own victory, they could come up with a scheme to make it look like another person was the VIP. Your reward would be reduced, but you’d also be penalizing the other classes.

“The school will take anonymity into account during this test. At the end, only the outcomes for each group and the increase or decrease in points for each class will be announced. In other words, we will not announce the names of the VIPs or those who submitted answers. Also, if you wish, you may have a temporary ID assigned to you, to which you can transfer points. It is also possible to divide points up and receive them that way. If you yourself remain quiet, there should be no fear of discovery after the test. Of course, if it’s not necessary for you to hide your identity, you may receive your points openly. That is perfectly fine.”

They’d been thorough; finding the VIP in this text was going to be extremely difficult. If you wanted to earn a lot of money just for yourself and didn’t tell your classmates the truth about the VIP, you could feed everyone a steady diet of lies. For instance, if Yukimura were the VIP, I could theoretically mislead the students from the other classes and make them believe that the Professor or Karuizawa was the VIP.

This test would become dramatically difficult if there were VIPs in our class. In such a case, you’d have to undergo rigorous probing and deceive others.

“Outcomes #3 and #4 are very different from the first two. That’s why they are listed on the reverse side of the sheet. With that, the explanation is complete.”

“Umm, umm. I kind of get it, but I kind of don’t.”

“Heh, I must confess that I myself am somewhat confused.”

“You two are idiots. I’ll explain it later, so don’t keep bothering Mashima-sensei.” Yukimura, who seemed like he wanted to cozy up to school officials, shot Karuizawa down quickly.

It sounded somewhat close to the Werewolf game, but only somewhat. True, the wolves had some advantages, but the villagers were also granted the power over life and death. They could shoot their targets dead. However, if the villagers were deceived, they might start to kill each other. I tried to simplify the rules in my head.

First, the testing period lasted three days. Compared to the test on the island, this was rather short. The school had divided up all first-year students in certain ways, and then made twelve groups based on the Zodiac. Each group contained a mixture of students from various classes, but within the group, you functioned as allies. Although the number of people varied slightly, each group had roughly fourteen people. In each group, one student was assigned the “VIP” role.

The VIP was free to tell others, “I’m the VIP, my name is the answer.” In such a case, winning was a sure thing. Of course, the test was structured in such a way that the if the VIP weren’t discovered, the rest of the students couldn’t answer correctly. Of course, it was possible to take a shot in the dark and guess correctly after narrowing down the list, but the penalties for guessing incorrectly were huge.

Punishments here carried the same level of severity as on the island. I tried to neatly summarize tangible methods for clearing the test.

The VIP shares his or her identity with the entire group, and we all clear the exam.

Someone else tries to answer at the end, but they incorrectly guess the name of our VIP. We win.

The traitor finds the VIP.

The traitor is misled about the VIP’s identity.

Four possibilities. Unfortunately, each of the four results yielded vastly different amounts of points. The first option, “The VIP shares his or her identity with the entire group, and we all clear the exam,” required that we wait for the test to end, and then have everyone submit the correct answer. In that case, the reward would be incredible. The VIP would earn one million points, and everyone else would earn 500,000 points. But it would be highly difficult to get such an outcome.

Some groups might have an advantage due to the varying number of people on each team. It was highly possible that someone might betray the others if they knew the answer. Most people would want to earn a reward, and would betray others before they themselves were betrayed. Real harmony would be difficult to come by.

Regarding the next option: “Someone else tries to answer at the end, but they incorrectly guess the name of our VIP.” That would happen if we failed to discover the VIP’s identity even after searching within our group. This might very well happen. Many students didn’t like taking risks, and if they weren’t sure of the answer, they’d become a traitor. It’d be difficult for

everyone to answer correctly, and easy for the VIP to conceal themself.

If the VIP remained quiet, people probably wouldn’t discover their identity. On top of that, they’d earn 500,000 private points as a reward. Being the VIP was like having a ticket to happiness. However, there were some unseen disadvantages. Due to the test’s format, there would probably be many discussions and exchanges within the group. You’d have to come up with lies on the spot. Even though anonymity was ideal, it largely depended on what you could and couldn’t do. Your class and the other classes might grow to resent you.

The third option: “The traitor finds the VIP.” In that case, a student learns the VIP’s identity. They either submit their answer right away, or send the school an email after the test ends with the correct answer. Incredibly, in this case the test could end immediately after it begins. The traitor would earn fifty class points and determine which classes would end up on top. In addition, the individual traitor would earn 500,000 private points.

This meant that someone could deceive another class and contribute to their own. For everyone, this would be an ideal result.

Finally, the last option: “The traitor is misled about the VIP’s identity.” This option had the biggest downside. If you were mistaken and guessed incorrectly, the person who submitted the incorrect answer would be slapped with a penalty, causing his or her class to lose fifty points. On top of that, the VIP would receive private points, and his or her class would receive class points. I wanted to avoid that outcome most of all.

This test was about thinking. The school said this required cognitive abilities, which seemed true. This test carried dangers far different from those we’d faced on the island. There were twelve groups, with twelve outcomes. In the worst-case scenario, we’d end up with a huge difference in points from which we couldn’t recover. On the flip side, it was also possible for Class D to overtake Class A in one go. Of course, such a thing wouldn’t happen easily any time soon, but just the possibility was amazing. That’s exactly why the school’s rules here were stricter than during the test on the island.

“There should also be a list of prohibited actions on the sheet. Make sure to examine it thoroughly.”

Listed were things like stealing another person’s cell phone; using threats to confirm information related to the VIP; using someone else’s cell phone without their permission to submit answers; and so on. The highest level of punishment for these actions was expulsion. Furthermore, if any suspicious activity were discovered, the school would open up a thorough investigation to make sure no one had broken any rules.

If someone lied about using threatening force, they could be expelled. It seemed like we were being monitored heavily, so it was best to keep that in mind. Also, the sheet said that discussion among students from other classes was forbidden until after the examination ended. If you broke that rule, you’d be expelled. I easily memorized the list of rules.

“Tomorrow, you will go to your designated room at 1:00 p.m. and again at 8:00 p.m. Your group’s name will be displayed on a nameplate outside. Be sure to introduce yourselves when you meet the other members for the first time. After you’ve entered, leaving the room during the examination is not permitted. Please use the restroom ahead of time. In the event that you feel ill or can’t endure it any longer, please contact your homeroom teacher immediately and make a request.”

“Wait, we can’t leave the room? How long do we need to stay in there?”

“The explanation is written on the sheet. The discussion period is for one hour. Aside from self-introduction upon your initial meeting, you are free to use that time however you like. Once the hour has passed, you are free to remain in the room or to leave.”

So the students dictated the meeting’s events?

“Agh. Well, this sounds kinda annoying, but I guess I do understand somewhat. Ugh. I just wish we had a test that was more fun.”

“The school is committed to fairness, so we will be strict and impartial. After the VIP has been selected, we will not accept any changes, not even if the VIP wants to be changed. In addition, copying, deleting, transferring, or modifying emails sent from the school is prohibited. Understand these points clearly.”

That was written about in detail on the list. We were decidedly not allowed to tamper with emails sent by the school, or use them to spread misinformation. On the flip side, that meant that any message sent from the school was 100% the truth.

“…”

“Hey, Ayanokouji. You’ve been quiet. Do you actually understand everything?” said Yukimura, seated on my left. It was unclear whether he was angry or concerned.

“For the most part, I guess. I’d like you to explain the things I don’t fully understand later, though.”

“For crying out loud, why on earth was I lumped in with a bunch of space cadets?”

After that, the meeting was over, and we were told to leave the room. I felt discontent from my neighbors, who seemed to be harboring unpleasant feelings. I pretended not to notice.

“I hate to say this, but if we have to be in the same group, we need to put up a unified front. A lot of things will depend on who the VIP is, but for now, the four of us should discuss things.” Yukimura spoke as we left Mashima-sensei and walked down the hallway. However, Karuizawa showed no concern at all for the future. Ignoring us, she took out her cell phone and walked away.

“H-hey, Karuizawa. Are you listening?!”

Karuizawa, totally unconcerned, started to make a call. I was kind of impressed. It was like she had nerves of steel.

“Ah, hi, Hirata-kun? There was something I wanted to talk to you about.”

She was probably going to complain to Hirata. She quickly strode down the hall and disappeared.

“Why on earth was I lumped in with a bunch of space cadets?”

“Oh ho, you uttered that exact same expression word for word not five minutes earlier, did you not? Hah!” the Professor chortled.

Our vacation had come to an end, and round two had just begun. Well, I’d expected this. Feeling depressed by this whole situation, I decided to return to my room.

“This has turned into quite a bothersome ordeal. Being partnered with a ***** like that, I mean,” spat the Professor after Karuizawa disappeared from view.

The Professor often said he wanted to go to the 2D world, and that 2D women were perfect. Knowing that, I understood why he’d strongly reject real girls like Karuizawa.

“To be honest, I really hate it. No matter what I do, she’ll only drag us down.”

“That is certainly true, hmm? She’s an unforgivable *****. She’s a ***** among bitches, wouldn’t you say?” replied the Professor, as if agreeing with Yukimura. He exhaled loudly out of his nose and patted his belly.

“Maybe in the morning there’ll be a notification that one of us was chosen as the VIP. If one of us is chosen, it’d be smart not to spread it around carelessly. We don’t know who might be listening. Let’s get to a secure location before sharing info.”

I agreed with that plan. Although the ship was rather spacious, people might be listening in unexpected places.

“Karuizawa may be gone, but I want to talk about tomorrow. It makes sense to discuss it with just the three of us. Let’s go.”

“I am terribly sorry, but I must decline your invitation. For you see, the Love Love Alive anime calls, and I cannot afford to miss its siren song. I bid you farewell. Hi-ya!”

He vanished like a ninja. Well, not really—the Professor was well visible as he walked away. Yukimura, with only me remaining, sighed as if he were giving up and shook his head. He didn’t seem to want to work with me. Guess we weren’t going to have a discussion.

I supposed I should report to Horikita. I wanted to know if she’d received the same information as the Rabbit group. I sent details to her in chat, and while I waited on her report, I started to come up with a strategy.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***