The first class was dessert class.
Juliet, the Dessert Class Instructor, walked in.
She was an elegantly shaped middle-aged woman, exuding a charming aristocratic aura.
"For this dessert class, you will be taking it with the third-year upperclassmen and upperclasswomen."
Juliet said with a smile as soon as she walked in.
"What? Third-year upperclassmen?!"
"No way?"
Upon hearing this, the students in the classroom immediately stirred.
In Far Moon, which implemented a cruel elimination system, the average strength gap between senior and junior students was very large, because all students who could survive to the senior years were without exception masters.
This also led to the scarcity of senior students, especially third-year students.
It is said that in the worst batch, the third-year students were even a pitiful single digit.
"Satou, what should we do?" Tadokoro Megumi turned pale with fright, constantly leaning towards Satou.
At this moment, six third-year students walked in from outside the door.
When the students in the classroom saw a petite, purple-haired, cute girl holding a teddy bear among them, their faces all changed drastically, as if they had seen a terrifying demon.
"It's Akikubo-senpai!"
"No way? Why is Akikubo-senpai taking the same class as us?"
"It's over, it's really over!"
This cute purple-haired girl was none other than Far Moon's Elite Ten Fourth Seat, Akikubo Momo, and she was most skilled in dessert making.
As for Tadokoro Megumi, she was almost scared unconscious; if Satou hadn't supported her, Tadokoro Megumi would have definitely fainted immediately.
"The main reason I invited third-year students to attend class together this time is to let you clearly understand the gap between yourselves and the third-year students."
Juliet said indifferently, "In my class, there are only two evaluations: A and E."
"You can form groups of four and challenge any of the upperclassmen.
If you can surpass their cooking, you will receive an A evaluation.
If the challenge fails, it will be an E."
"No way?"
"This is too difficult!"
"Instructor Juliet, can't we change the content?"
The students in the classroom wailed again.
Even if they worked together as a group of four, they would absolutely not be able to defeat any third-year student!
"Boss Satou, please save me!"
At this moment, some quick-witted students had already thought of clinging to a powerful figure and rushed to Satou's front.
This person was a true academic ace, having even defeated Eizan Etsuya, the Elite Ten Ninth Seat.
In a short while, Satou was surrounded by kneeling classmates.
"Brother Satou, please let me join your group."
"I can buy you a month's worth of lunch!"
"Three months is no problem either! Please, Brother Satou, you must save me! I can't get another E!"
Satou was speechless for a moment.
Looking at these extremely sincere classmates, he finally chose Ryoko Sakaki and Yuki Yoshino.
"As expected, Satou, you still have a conscience.
You haven't forgotten us."
Yuki Yoshino patted Satou's shoulder, her face filled with relief.
"That's great, at least this time I won't get an E," Ryoko Sakaki said, also relieved.
"Hey, you're that first-year student who defeated Eizan Etsuya, right?" A cold voice rang out, and the several third-year students looked at Satou with ill intentions.
"That's right, is there something you need?" Satou nodded and asked.
"Heh heh, nothing in particular, but as your upperclassmen, we still advise you not to be too arrogant."
A third-year upperclassman sneered.
Although Eizan Etsuya was a second-year student, seeing a first-year brat make their upperclassmen kneel before him still made these senior students feel very unhappy.
"But speaking of it, this Elite Ten batch really has a lot of weaklings.
For the dignified Ninth Seat to be defeated by a first-year brat, it seems the Elite Ten positions should be swapped."
Another third-year student said indifferently.
Clearly, they were also filled with longing for the Elite Ten seats.
Just then, Akikubo Momo walked over expressionlessly.
The few third-year students who had just been arrogant immediately changed their expressions, as if they had seen some terrifying monster.
"Sorry, Akikubo-senpai, we weren't talking about you."
They said fearfully.
"Are you the one who defeated Eizan?" Akikubo Momo ignored them and looked at Satou, asking...
Akikubo Momo, who always liked cute things, also liked to add a cute suffix to names, but that usually represented her disdain.
"That's right, Akikubo-senpai."
Satou nodded.
Tadokoro Megumi, Yuki Yoshino, and Ryoko Sakaki beside him, however, looked incredibly nervous.
Could it be that Akikubo-senpai was going to take revenge on Satou for Eizan Etsuya?
However, Akikubo Momo didn't say anything more, only indifferently dropped a sentence, "That Eizan is truly disgraceful," and then turned and left.
"Thank goodness."
Yuki Yoshino breathed a sigh of relief.
"But..." Tadokoro Megumi looked as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.
"That's right, she didn't put us in her eyes at all."
Satou nodded.
Although Akikubo Momo only came over to ask a question and showed no other expression, everyone could still feel that disdain.
"What's so great about the Elite Ten! Satou, you'll definitely become an Elite Ten member too in the future!"
Ryoko Sakaki said indignantly.
Satou smiled and said, "Then let's start making desserts now."
"Okay."
Tadokoro Megumi nodded and asked, "What are we making?"
"What kind of dessert do you like to eat?"
Satou asked back.
"Of course, it's cream cake!"
Yoshino Yuuki licked her tongue and said.
"Hmm, I prefer palmiers. I don't like desserts that are too greasy."
Tadokoro Megumi thought for a moment and said.
"Then let's make palmiers."
Satou couldn't help but smile.
"How stingy!"
Yoshino Yuuki grumbled unhappily.
Next, the four of them started making palmiers together.
"Yuuki, you're in charge of getting the ingredients we need."
"Megumi, you're in charge of beating the eggs."
"Ryoko, you roll the butter into thin sheets."
Satou directed the three of them while he himself began kneading the dough.
Time passed quickly. An hour went by, and people gradually finished their dishes.
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