Blackmail System in Classroom of the Elite— Chapter 1

Where am I?

This dramatic question, while cliche, perfectly accentuated his confusion. He looked around, bewildered by the sight. He was in a classroom.

Yes, he, a dignified 25-year-old, sat among a bunch of children. He wondered if he should be happy or cry. Guess God really works in different ways. A sardonic smile lingered on his face.

Out of all people, God really thought it was best to send a death-row criminal to experience another life. His quiet murmur went unheard before he finally began to examine his surroundings. Constant sounds echoing in his ears woke him up.

Allah, Jesus, Yahweh, Shiva, Buddha whoever, thank you for granting me this chance. I promise I'll remain true to myself and commit even more crimes. I won't disappoint you all!

He did not know which God had sent him here but he decided to honor them and stay true to himself.

"I pity you."

The voice from behind made Michael subtly turn his head just to see two people out of the corner of his eyes.

The two people behind him were talking in a weird tone but what made Michael freeze was the appearance of the girl.

She had waist-length black hair. Her soft and supple fair skin glistened in the reflection of light but the icy expression on her face exuded the demeanor of an ice queen.

Calmly, he withdrew his eyes from her and looked towards who she was talking with. It was a boy with brown hair parted in a middle split with the edges curling very lightly out.

His eyes were pools of nothingness and his face was devoid of expression.

They are…

But his thoughts were broken by the teacher.

She was a beautiful middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her late twenties. Her breasts were way too big. Not to mention she had a loose button, it was as if they would burst out.

Her expression was also strict and her tone stern.

Oh, and she wore professional clothes.

It was Class D's Teacher, Sae Chabashira.

A faint ripple of shock etched across his face instantly.

Classroom of the Elite?

Disappointment showed in his eyes. In an ordinary world like this… what crimes could he even commit? For a second he thought he had been brought to a world with superpowers. If he were in some kind of fantasy world at least he could indulge in genocide freely.

But if he did that here without any kind of supernatural strength, his body would get riddled with bullets. Unless he had power he would have to stick to petty crimes like murder and kidnapping.

His initial excitement dampened.

His dream would forever remain a dream it seemed.

A deep sense of depression began settling inside his chest.

Suddenly—

He noticed that class had ended and everyone began to leave. His memories filled him in and his identity made him curse.

He was actually some random no-name NPC sitting in front of Ayanokoji!

Fuck!

He was in a foul mood.

But just as he thought of that a mechanical ding sounded in his mind.

[Traveling Complete!]

[Identifying First Plane.... World 7385, Classroom of The Elite.]

[Allocating the System to the host...]

Ding!

[Blackmail System Activated!]

[Open System Panel?]

A System?

Open.

He commanded mentally, feeling excited.

[Host- Ryuji Yamamoto (Michael Frost)

Age- 16 (25)

System- Blackmail System

Description- Your path towards invincibility lies in blackmailing everything that breathes.]

Hmm?

Michael, no, Ryuji frowned. A Blackmail System? It sounded underwhelming, did he have to go around and mentally fuck with a bunch of kids?

The mere thought of that caused his lips to curl up in reminiscence.

He remembered that little cousin of his who he taught the art of emotional coercion and blackmail. Though, who could've thought that brat would end up causing the death of both his sister and mother?

Poor kid, I should've had him stay over for another week and maybe that tragedy could've been avoided. I warned him about incest but…

He had personally seen his cousin devolve into a Neet that couldn't even touch a woman anymore, losing himself to taboo. Though Ryuji felt guilty there wasn't much he could do either, simply providing his cousin with a living was more than enough.

After that incident, even his father had gone missing. His poor little cousin had lost all his family in the blink of an eye.

Thankfully, before his own arrest he had given him enough money to live for a decade. Considering his intelligence he should've lived comfortably for the rest of his life.

He found this mentally fucked cousin of his incredibly endearing, hence the affection.

Shaking his head, Ryuji focused back towards the System.

Do you have intelligence?

Ding!

[The system has no consciousness to give the host 24/7 live support but you can clear your questions with the automated help center!]

He looked at the blinking corner and hovered his focus on the option causing it to expand.

[Welcome to the System Help Center!]

Explain in detail how this System works. Also, is it possible to move to different worlds?

[Description— The Blackmail System is straightforward. You're given targets to blackmail at random. If successful in blackmailing the target you'll be given a System Point in reward.]

Ryuji noticed that his enquiry about different worlds went unanswered.

Alright. What's the use of System Points?

Instead of an answer a different screen lit up in front of him.

[Host- Ryuji Yamamoto

Physique- 0.8 (+)

System Points- 0]

It was small, incredibly so. There was barely any text on the large screen. As he read the text a flood of information assaulted his mind.

So an average adult's physique is 1 point and my physique can be upgraded using System Points. It's quite simple and effective to be fair, the only variable would be how much of an upgrade a single System Point would bring.

Fair enough, I like it.

By now most of the class had been emptied. He did not want to seem weird by sitting and staring at empty space. Worse, being labelled as a creep would only make it harder for him.

As he packed his stuff and got up he looked around the class once more.

By now only Hirata and his group of girls remained. Their steps were slow, laughing and giggling clearly enjoying the chatter. They made their way towards the front door and Ryuji headed towards the backdoor.

He glanced at a blonde girl who had her hair tied up in a ponytail that clung closest to Hirata.

But he didn't stare long and went a different path, staring at the newly flashing screen in front of him.

[Randomly Selecting Blackmail Targets!]

[Please Choose]

•[Airi Sakura]

•[Kei Karuizawa]

•[Kushida Kikyou]