Cote- True conquer -Classroom of the elite ,oc

Butterfly arc starts

Chiaki drew in a deep breath before she began, her eyes focused on a point beyond Akira's shoulder.

"Let's talk about the other members of Class-D. Who do you think would be an asset to us?" Akira inquired, maintaining a steady gaze on Chiaki.

The question was a loaded one, serving two purposes - it would gauge Chiaki's insight and analytical skills about her classmates, and it would also provide Akira with valuable information about potential allies or threats within Class-D.

With a thoughtful look, Chiaki began to answer, her words spilling out in a calm, steady stream as she started to reveal her insights about the key players in Class-D

"Next, there's Ike Kanji and Yamauchi Haruki," Chiaki continued. "They're not as academically gifted as some of the others, but they're loyal and will stand up for their friends. Plus, Ike has a huge crush on Horikita Suzune, which could be used to our advantage."

"Speaking of Horikita, she's probably the most academically gifted in our class," she noted. "She's also a loner and keeps her distance from others. But if you can get her to cooperate, she could be a great asset."

"Then there's Kushida Kikyo," Chiaki said, her expression darkening slightly. "She's popular and very charismatic, but she's also manipulative. I'd be careful with her."

"As for Hirata Yosuke, he's basically the class leader. He's charismatic, kind, and he cares deeply for the class. He's got a lot of influence and is respected by many."

"Lastly, there's Karuizawa Kei. She's the Queen, the most popular girl in our class. She's a bit superficial, but she's smart and has a lot of influence."

Chiaki paused, looking at Akira. "That's basically it for the key members. I can give you more details if you want," she offered.

Puzzlement etched across Chiaki's features as she continued to speak. "I can't be certain why they were expelled. Sudou and Ayanokouji were...well, they were important parts of Class D. Their absence was felt immediately. It was as if one day they were our classmates, and the next... they vanished. The entire sequence of events happened so abruptly it was quite difficult to process."

As Chiaki relayed the story, Akira remained an enigma, the contours of his face providing no clues about the thoughts swirling inside his head. Yet, internally, he was a flurry of activity. The expulsion of Sudou and Ayanokouji, key figures of Class D, had evidently shaken the class to its core. This was a significant piece of information. If utilized correctly, it had the potential to be a game-changer.

Chiaki's eyes grew distant as she recalled the aftermath of the expulsions. "It was like a butterfly effect," she mused. "Everything began to change. There was a power vacuum left by Ayanokouji's departure, and many tried to fill it. The unity that we had once worked so hard to build was shattered, and every student began to fend for themselves."

She paused, looking directly at Akira. "It was a time of great uncertainty and fear. Trust among the students was at an all-time low. It felt like we were all alone, trying to navigate through an unknown future. It was... chaotic."

She swallowed, her gaze flickering down for a moment. "And then," she continued, her voice growing softer, "there were the disappearances. Some students started to... vanish, one after another, without any warning or explanation. It was like they were swallowed up by the school itself. That's when I realized... something was horribly wrong."

Chiaki took a deep breath before sharing the final piece of information. "The last incident that caused a lot of turmoil was Ayanokouji-kun's expulsion. The official reason stated was that he had stolen Kei Karuizawa's underwear. It was... quite a scandal. It shocked everyone because it seemed so out of character for him. It caused quite a bit of division in our class."

Akira listened intently, noting the disbelief in Chiaki's voice. Despite the strange accusation, it was clear that some part of her found it hard to believe that Ayanokouji would do something like that.

It was valuable information and shed some light on the bizarre chain of events that had led to the current situation. Akira remained silent for a moment, processing the information. He finally nodded, signaling

"Ah, well, you see..." Chiaki shifted uncomfortably, glancing to the side as if gathering her thoughts. "When it came out that Ayanokouji-kun supposedly stole Karuizawa-san's underwear, things spiraled out of control. Karuizawa-san was already popular, but this incident made her even more so. She acted like a victim, which garnered her a lot of sympathy. Some students even tried to fight Ayanokouji-kun over it."

She paused, frowning. "On the other hand, Ayanokouji-kun... His reputation took a major hit. People who once admired him started to look at him with disgust. He was ostracized, to say the least. I think that was the beginning of the end for him. His friends started avoiding him and he began to isolate himself. Before we knew it, he was expelled."

Chiaki took a deep breath, her gaze falling onto her hands. "And as for the others... it caused a ripple effect. Sudo-kun's expulsion made it clear that anyone could be next if they weren't careful. The class began to fracture, cliques formed, trust was lost... It was like a domino effect. And now, well, here we are. A class in ruins."

Akira listened intently, a thoughtful expression on his face. Chiaki's account of the events was certainly informative, providing him with a clearer understanding of the chaotic dynamics within Class D. However, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the part he had played in all of this, even if indirectly. It was a reminder that every action had consequences, some of which could be far-reaching and unpredictable.

Listening to Chiaki's recount of the Ayanokouji incident, Akira couldn't help but burst into laughter. "You're telling me," he said between guffaws, "that the mighty Ayanokouji was expelled over a pair of underwear?"

Chiaki looked offended. "It's not a joke," she retorted, her cheeks flushed with indignation. "It's a matter of a girl's privacy. That's something to be respected."

Akira's laughter faded into a chuckle. "Privacy, huh?" he mused, a distant look in his eyes. "In the world I come from, that's something of a luxury. You might even call it... a dystopia." The smile returned to his face, but it was tinged with a bit of sadness this time. "But here... yeah, I can see how that would be important."

"Wait, so you're from a different country?" Chiaki asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

Akira shook his head, a mysterious grin playing on his lips. "No, Chiaki. I'm from a different world. I'm a... reincarnator," he said, almost theatrically.

Chiaki blinked at him, and then started laughing. "Stop joking around, Akira," she said, brushing off his statement as a simple jest. "We have serious matters to discuss."

Akira sighed, rolling his eyes. "No one ever believes me when I tell the truth," he grumbled. "But if I tell a lie, everyone falls for it instantly."

Chiaki, still chuckling, shook her head at him. "You're such a nerd, Akira," she said, but her eyes were shining with amusement.

Meanwhile, in a different world altogether, two young men, Reiner and Bertolt, were whispering to another, Eren, under the darkening sky. "We are the Armored Titan and the Colossal Titan," they murmured, their words carrying a weight that could change the fate of their world. But that's a different story, for a different time.