My ears hurt and so should yours -- A Classroom Of The Elite Fan's Writings

All 2nd year students were again, in the same giant hall. The front row was occupied by the same 4 people.

"Where are we? Again?"

"Don't threaten us that we'll be forced to move our stuff here for 1 week!?"

"Are we gonna like, camp here?!"

Later on, a seemingly adult male human figure of about 175-180+cm leaped out of the portal beside the giant screen.

"Welcome back, nothing new. Don't worry, no one's camping here or sleeping here overnight, but guess what? I brought some drinks, just go to the front to collect them before it starts."

At least he was acting like a nice guy. Who knows what would he put in the drinks?

The center of the circular bench did not elevate. It was low as always, and Ayanokouji would be seating with his class this time. Strangely, Hirata was not around as his parents requested the school to take him to the Czech Republic for a week for whatever reason.

"Where's Hirata?"

"All the better he isn't here, so I'll show a scene of him."

It was 12AM, Day 11. The class had already survived for 10 days on the Uninhabited Island and had 5 more days left. Hirata woke up just to go to the toilet initially, so he made his footsteps quiet through the entire distance to the cardboard box of a toilet bowl. He then wasted his unopened plastic bottle to wash his hands, to perform an incredible night act he wanted to later on.

"Night act? Right outside the tent?"

"The plastic bottle left there is like a giveaway, wouldn't it be safer if he brought it with him?"

Since Yukimura and Okitani were on patrol that night, Hirata crept into the tent sneakily without making a pin-drop sound. He pretended to sleep while waiting for the noise to die down and for everyone else in the tent to sleep. Hirata could feign sleep surprisingly well, than an average person, and since he was a innocent-looking charming ikemen, he would be beyond suspicion to a certain extent or for a certain amount of time.

"Hirata-kun isn't like that!"

"Don't tell me he'll betray our class like that!"

"Kukuku this's getting interesting. Defectives always get distracted by wacky hijinks, kukuku."

"Kore wa kore wa, ikemen-san..."

He really could not control his sexual urges at that point. A dangerous beast was revealed, but it was dangerous to the boys instead. In other words, a homo who just happened to have an erection at the wrong time.

Most of the boys screamed.

"Even Hashimoto isn't immune to this."

"Now you said it!"

"He's not so good-looking yet I bet he gets eaten by that beast! That's how scary homos are!"

"Fufufu Hashimoto-kun did- where is he?"

The platform elevated to show Hashimoto in a snowglobe, buried in snow till above the shoulder. The whole hall erupted into chaotic laughter. His popularity intensified in a bad way.

"I wanted to do this to Hirata-san but he isn't here at the moment, so I don't wanna waste the snow so I picked someone else."

The virtual man paused the video and sipped his cola.

It was 1AM. Hirata woke up and slowly opened one of the boy's bags to steal a transparent balloon and cream. A sane person would wonder why Hirata would risk his life to steal unworthy ordinary objects, even though he seemed very intrigued.