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Gaining class-b details

As the conversation steered back to their strategic planning, Akira took on an entirely different persona. His eyes took on a cold, calculating glint, reminiscent of Johan Liebert, the infamous antagonist known for his chilling demeanor and strategic genius.

"Alright," he began, leaning back in his chair, his fingers drumming a steady rhythm on the table. "If we're going to turn the school into our personal army, we need to act meticulously. Each student needs to be evaluated individually, their strengths and weaknesses thoroughly analyzed."

His gaze met Arisu's and Kamuro's, a clear indication that he was fully prepared to go to any lengths to achieve their shared goal. "We'll exploit their vulnerabilities, manipulate their desires, control their actions. Every move they make, every decision, will be directed by us."

His words sent chills down their spines. The level of control he was proposing was total and absolute. It was frightening, yet, at the same time, electrifying. His vision of dominance was terrifyingly similar to that of Johan, the charismatic puppet-master pulling strings from behind the scenes.

"And remember," he added, a dark smile playing on his lips, "we must never reveal our intentions. They should never realize they're being manipulated. Everything... should appear natural."

His strategy was ruthless, cold, and eerily reminiscent of Johan's manipulative ways. Yet, the conviction in his voice, the determination in his eyes, made it hard for Arisu and Kamuro to refute his proposal. They found themselves entangled in Akira's web of power and control, seduced by the promise of ultimate victory. It was a dangerous game they were playing, and they were in far too deep to back out now.

"With that being said," Akira continued, the glint in his eyes only growing more intense, "our first step will be to start gathering information. We need to know everything about every student. Their likes, dislikes, hobbies, fears... every bit of information can be a potential weapon for us."

He paused, letting his words sink in. "Then, we start by subtly manipulating their environment. Small changes, nothing too obvious. For example, if we know someone is afraid of failing their subjects, we ensure they get a few low grades, pushing them towards desperation. Or, if we know someone has a crush on a certain person, we ensure they end up in situations that make them feel closer to that person."

His gaze flicked towards Kamuro for a brief second before returning to Arisu. "And remember, all these changes need to appear as natural, random events. If anyone suspects that someone's pulling the strings, our plan falls apart."

The level of manipulation Akira was suggesting was profound, a testament to his cunning mind and strategic genius. Just like Johan, he knew how to manipulate situations and people to achieve his desired outcome. It was an unsettling yet fascinating side of him, a side that commanded respect and stirred a strange mix of fear and admiration.

"So, what do you think, Arisu, Kamuro?" Akira asked, his gaze moving between them. "Are we ready to turn this school into our chessboard?"

At Akira's proposition, both Arisu and Kamuro seemed taken aback. Kamuro was the first to voice the concern that was evident on both their faces. "But Akira, how are we supposed to know so much about everyone in the school? That seems... impossible."

Akira simply gave a knowing smile, the confident gleam in his eyes unwavering. "That's where our school's unique system comes in handy. The Advanced Nurturing High School we're part of has a vast amount of data on every student. Their academic records, their personal profiles, their psychometric evaluations... everything is recorded meticulously. We just need to find a way to access that information."

Arisu chimed in, a hint of admiration in her voice. "And we're in a unique position to do so. As leaders of our respective classes, we have certain privileges. If we can leverage those to gain access to this information, we would be able to manipulate the circumstances to our advantage."

"Exactly," Akira confirmed, nodding at Arisu's observation. "So our next move should be to find a way to gain access to the school's database. It won't be easy, but with careful planning and execution, I'm confident we can pull it off."

In the tastefully decorated halls of Advanced Nurturing High School, an intricate plot was unweaving. The charming leader of Class 1-B, Akira, found himself at the threshold of his homeroom teacher, Chie Hoshinomiya's office. His mission? To obtain the class records under the guise of wanting to assist his struggling classmates.

His initial approach was met with resistance, and Akira realized that his typical strategy would not work this time around. Thus, he decided to change his tactics, turning up his charm a notch, weaving a web of words that played on Ms. Hoshinomiya's fondness for flattery.

"Ms. Hoshinomiya," Akira began, his voice dropping to a low, seductive murmur that made her pulse quicken. "Think about it, my aim is simply to understand my classmates better, to support them in their journey... that's my role as a class representative, isn't it?"

She was caught off guard by the shift in his tone, her heartbeat echoing in her ears. Akira leaned in, his voice dropping even lower, laced with suggestive undertones. "Just imagine... our class's performance would skyrocket, and it'd all be thanks to your... wise decision."

His words hung in the air, laden with seductive undertones that were hard to ignore. Overwhelmed by Akira's persuasive charm and the sudden intimacy of the situation, Hoshinomiya found herself agreeing to Akira's request. It was against her better judgment, but the allure of his words and the undeniable charm he projected were simply too compelling to resist.

Chie Hoshinomiya took a step back, her cheeks flushing as she looked at Akira. His seductive charm had nearly swept her off her feet, but she quickly composed herself, reminding herself of her responsibilities.

"Akira," she began, her voice steady despite the rapid pounding of her heart. "As much as I... appreciate your flattery, I can't do what you're asking. I have a responsibility to all the students, not just your class. And besides..." she continued, her gaze meeting his, "as tempting as your offer is, there are boundaries we cannot cross. I could lose my job, and you could jeopardize your future."

She was firm in her refusal, the blush on her face the only evidence of the effect his words had on her

Akira gave a slight nod, acknowledging her refusal with a seemingly resigned expression. But in the back of his mind, gears were already turning, setting 'Plan B' into motion.

"Well, I understand your position, Ms. Hoshinomiya," he said, his tone casual as if he had dropped the subject. "Let's talk about the upcoming class trip instead, shall we?"

As they launched into an innocuous discussion about school events, Akira subtly signaled to Kamuro waiting in the hallway. A discrete text was sent to their skilled hacker, who swiftly worked to disable the surveillance cameras in the vicinity.

Unbeknownst to Hoshinomiya, while she was drawn into a seemingly harmless discussion, Kamuro slipped into the office under the cover of the camera blindspot. She deftly extracted the necessary class records from Hoshinomiya's computer and retreated, all while Akira kept the unsuspecting teacher engaged.

Their plan had smoothly transitioned to a more covert operation, proving that their preparedness for unexpected roadblocks was part of their brilliant strategizing. As Kamuro exited the room with the stolen data, Akira concluded his conversation with Hoshinomiya, leaving the office with a polite smile, his mission accomplished.