Uituba then started telling Csendez about the complicated relationships that had formed within their class.
Most of the story revolved around the alliance of the Alicorns at its center.
Erd, an alicorn, Guda and Akai, two unicorns, and Haul, a pegasus, had formed an alliance.
Everything had started when Vaser and Feyer, two alicorns, separated themselves from that group and began becoming friends with students from other races.
Apparently, they didn't like their families and wanted to form genuine connections with others.
At least, that had been the idea.
Their relatives—the alliance formed between the alicorns, unicorns, and pegasus—were furious. They couldn't understand why the two wanted to spend time with "strangers" instead of their own family.
Then another conflict arose when Agako started a fight with Mensis.
This wasn't an entirely unexpected situation. After all, one was a phoenix and the other was a dragon.
But the fight ended rather strangely.
The dragon's best friend, a dryad, stepped in and stopped them. The surprising part was that the phoenix actually listened to him.
After that conflict, the classmates began choosing which groups they wanted to be part of.
At the same time, the most influential people in Class S became much more noticeable.
The most popular was, of course, Tenin. However, he preferred to keep a low profile, so his influence wasn't always obvious.
Then there was his teammate from the official team "Frunza," a nigris named Gatos.
He was very popular and liked by many.
After him came the only fairy in their class, Angin, who played an important role.
Then there was their demon girl, Hali.
One person Csendez's attention kept returning to was Zahn, the werewolf who had tried his best during their previous meeting.
Around these people, groups and alliances gradually began to take shape.
The most important one was the group formed around the fairy.
It was also the most diverse and unexpected.
You could clearly see how a new perspective emerged when so many different races gathered together.
"Anyway, a big fight eventually broke out in the shadows, but it ended very quickly because of something unexpected."
Uituba's eyes sparkled as she remembered it.
"The leaders of each group suddenly stopped the conflict. It was quite unexpected. Apparently, they discovered something that changed their minds. Or maybe they never actually intended to fight in the first place."
She laughed.
"Hali and Zahn were the most courageous. They went as far as saying that, after leaving this school, they would separate from their families forever. They basically declared that any family conflict or past racial dispute had nothing to do with them."
Csendez listened quietly.
"Once they started saying that, many others declared the same thing."
Uituba shook her head, still amused.
"It was funny because it seemed like everyone in our class hated their families, but believed they still needed to fight for them—or at least pretend to."
She smiled.
"So the situation became this huge fight, only for everyone to realize that it was almost like a play. Everyone thought they were fighting alone, when in reality, they were all dealing with the same problem."
"But once they realized they didn't actually have to do that, the conflict just evaporated like water."
She waved her hand.
"It was more complicated than that, of course. You can imagine all the long discussions and everything that happened. But in short, it ended well."
"I was so mesmerized by the whole thing that I forgot to even blink."
She laughed softly.
"I'm kidding. I was completely absorbed in every moment. I even took notes."
She continued.
"Of course, some minor conflicts remained. There were still tensions between some of the alicorns, one conflict between the werewolf and the griffons, and the general hatred directed toward that Dark Eye because of some of the things he said."
She frowned.
"That guy really knows how to annoy people. I even wanted to hit him a little."
She paused.
"Only a little."
Her expression changed into one of curiosity.
"Despite his annoying way of speaking, he seems very interesting. I'll try to make him a friend of ours. I have a feeling he'll play an important role in our class."
Csendez remained silent.
"But the most unexpected thing that remained was something I noticed while watching the conflict."
Uituba's expression became more serious.
"It is related to our... family stories. Or maybe the way we grew up? It's hard to explain."
She paused.
"I mean, it was very difficult to notice at first. But there was a pattern."
She corrected herself.
"Actually, patterns. A common thing between all of us."
"This is still only my speculation, though. I need a few more classmates to answer my questions before I can be sure."
Csendez looked at her.
"You asked them?"
"Of course!" Uituba seemed almost proud of herself.
"When all this chaos was happening, I used my friends' influence—and Angin's help—to meet some of our classmates privately."
"Angin helped me a lot with that. She knows many people, and through her I was able to talk to classmates I normally wouldn't have had much contact with."
Csendez nodded slowly.
"I asked them questions related to the entrance exam and other things that could have been used to classify us into different classes. That was the most important thing for me at that point: understanding the truth behind this classification."
She frowned slightly.
"After being disappointed by the lack of common ground in those subjects, I tried my luck with something else."
She leaned forward.
"I started asking about their families. And I hit the jackpot, as people say."
Uituba smiled proudly.
"I was right. There was a pattern. First, I noticed the common status into which almost every student fell. It took me a while to notice, though. Because it was so obvious that I almost foolishly thought it couldn't possibly be used as a classification."
She laughed at herself.
"God, I'm glad I didn't stick with that thought. I'm happy I gave up on the idea that everything was random. The criteria for our class must be much more specific and important than they initially let us see."
She raised one finger.
"Then those fights happened. The first time I noticed the possibility of a common ground in our histories was during the arguments."
Her expression became excited again.
"During the arguments, I heard something interesting. One person mentioned a story similar to mine. Then another person responded with something similar. My mind started running, connecting all the small pieces of information I had collected before, and an idea was set in stone."
She leaned slightly toward Csendez.
"You see, the alicorn conflict opened my eyes. Their family problems were surprisingly similar to mine in one way or another. So I started meeting with our classmates privately again to gather more information."
She paused dramatically.
"I found the common line."
Csendez waited.
"Well..."
Uituba corrected herself.
"Not one line. Two. There are two patterns that our classmates seem to fit into. Everyone I've checked so far belongs to one of them."
Csendez stared at her.
"It was pure luck that I noticed the similarities."
Uituba suddenly laughed.
"But before I explain that, I have to say it again: our class is something else. They put 'rebels' and 'obedient' children in the same room."
She spread her hands.
"What did they expect?"
Csendez remained quiet.
"Our class seems to be the only one this strange. Other classes have different types of students. I tried to investigate them too, but I couldn't gather nearly as much information in such a short time."
"So I decided to focus on our class first. But I didn't completely give up on the others. I still asked about relatives in other classes whenever I could. Usually, I got the information I wanted, but I realized something important."
She tapped the table.
"Other people's knowledge isn't always reliable. Sometimes what they know is completely subjective and based more on gossip than actual information."
Uituba suddenly stopped talking.
She had begun wandering into random details, and time had passed quickly. Csendez decided it was time to bring the conversation back to what actually mattered. This time, she put her thoughts aside and simply spoke without overthinking.
"So, what are the criteria for Class S?"
Uituba blinked.
"You said there were two patterns."
The elf's eyes widened.
"Oh!"
She suddenly realized that she had forgotten the most important part.
"Right! I completely forgot to tell you!"
She answered almost immediately.
"Like I said, the first type is the 'rebels'. And by rebels, I mean rebels against their family."
She raised one finger.
"The common thing is that they are the eldest child in their family. That was the first thing I noticed that almost half of our classmates have in common. I'm the oldest. You're the oldest. Many others are the oldest in their families. And there's another thing...."
Csendez's expression changed slightly.
"They are the oldest, but they don't meet their family's expectations. It can be because their power is too weak, their element is considered disappointing, they don't have enough talent, or for many other reasons."
"They were supposed to be the pride of their family, but instead, they became a disappointment."
Uituba paused.
"I fall into this category. I didn't ask you directly, but from what I know, you probably fall into it too."
She smiled faintly.
"That's the first pattern."
Csendez remained completely silent.
The description was far too accurate. Almost painfully accurate. Uituba continued without noticing the change in her expression.
"The second one is almost the opposite. They are the youngest children in their families, but they actually meet—or even exceed—their family's expectations."
"The other half of the class falls into this one. They are strong. They are talented. They do everything they are supposed to do. But nobody appreciates them for it."
Csendez slowly raised her eyes. "They're simply expected to do it."
Uituba nodded.
"Exactly. They are ignored because their achievements are considered something they are supposed to provide. Something that doesn't deserve praise."
"Instead, their families focus on the other children—the ones who aren't as powerful, but somehow receive more attention and appreciation."
"That's why they remain obedient on the surface. But underneath..."
She made a small gesture with her hand.
"They're looking for a way out."
"Not by going directly against a power they know they can't defeat, but by using their minds. They search for a way to escape their situation without confronting their families head-on. They don't want to remain trapped in their family forever."
Uituba smiled, but there was something strange in her expression.
"This second pattern only became obvious because of that fight."
"Feyer—the alicorn who separated himself from the others—said something like..."
She tried to remember his exact words.
"I'm the best in my family, but somehow I'm never praised or rewarded. My hard work is considered mandatory. I hate my family! And you want me to ally with you because we're 'family'? Don't make me laugh! You should be happy I never tried to kill you!"
Uituba shook her head in disbelief.
"Then Agako said something similar. After him, Gatos said something similar. And then several others."
Csendez listened in silence.
Now she understood. The conflicts. The alliances. The strange peace.
The way people who had been fighting suddenly found reasons to cooperate.
Everything began to make sense.
And yet... It sounds almost too perfect.
Someone clearly chose this classification for a reason.
But why?
What is the purpose?
And the fact that Uituba found this classification...
It happened too quickly.
It was too easy.
I need to investigate this myself and see if there is something behind all of this.
Did someone want us to notice these similarities?
Or did someone want this chain of events to happen this way for a reason?
Csendez glanced at Uituba.
For now, it's time to go home.
Home.
Yes. At home, I'll think about everything more carefully and sort through all the information.
But first, I'll say goodbye to Uituba.
And I'll thank her.
Csendez nodded and turned toward Uituba.
"Thank you. Now I understand why our class behaves like this, and I also have some new information. I'll help you ask the remaining students about it."
She paused.
"But isn't the common hatred toward our families the real reason behind the classification? After all, almost everyone seems to hate their family."
"At first, I thought the same thing," Uituba admitted. "But after realizing that there is also a common pattern in our position within our families, I started to believe that this is the real reason."
She raised a finger.
"Like I said, though, it's still only my theory. We can't be sure yet. Maybe the common hatred is part of it too. We'll find out soon enough."