You Will Regret This Ichinose! [170]

Unlike the other first-year classes, Class D had descended into chaos.

At the center of it all, Kōenji Rokusuke—who had been the first to expose Uesugi Gen’s supposed background—was lounging with his feet propped up on a chair, admiring his own reflection in a handheld mirror.

On the other side of the room, a group of students, led by Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji, were loudly discussing Uesugi Gen’s reputation, throwing out their own critiques and speculations.

Meanwhile, the girls, led by Karuizawa Kei, were busy typing away on their phones, discussing the matter in their private group chats.

Up at the podium, Hirata Yōsuke was making a futile attempt to calm everyone down, urging them not to spread baseless rumors.

Sitting quietly, her head bowed, Kushida Kikyō stared at the text message on her phone for a long moment before silently getting up and leaving the classroom.

“Did… he reply to you?”

At the stairwell landing, Horikita Suzune—who had been waiting there in advance—hesitated before speaking.

“Well, this is rare. Someone like you actually worrying about another person.”

Rather than answering the question, Kushida Kikyō responded with a cold, detached sneer.

“And to think you’d come to me for something like this… Horikita Suzune, shouldn’t you hate me?”

“Besides, why should I tell you anything?”

Though her words were sharp, Horikita Suzune could sense the suppressed anger beneath her tone.

“I do hate you.”

Horikita Suzune admitted this fact without hesitation.

“But that guy…”

She suddenly fell silent for a moment before continuing in a softer voice.

“…That guy is different.”

“We may despise each other, but our goals align this time. I’m asking you to put aside your personal grudges, even if just for now, and share whatever information you have with me.”

As she spoke, Horikita Suzune extended a pale, open hand toward Kushida in a gesture of cooperation.

SMACK!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Kushida Kikyou slapped her hand away.

“I don’t need you!”

Turning away, she strode back toward the classroom, her voice firm.

“I’m on his side. I don’t need your help. If that bastard doesn’t reply to my messages by tonight, I’ll handle this in my own way.”

So you all want to spread rumors about him?

Fine. I have plenty of dirt to work with. Just wait—by tomorrow, I’ll blow all of you pathetic nobodies to pieces!

“Handle it in her own way?”

Horikita Suzune stood frozen, watching Kushida’s retreating figure.

Her expression darkened, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

After a long hesitation, she finally let out a quiet sigh.

What a troublesome person…

Taking out her phone, she gritted her teeth and dialed a certain number.

“…Nii-san.”

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Afternoon, Student Council Office

Horikita Manabu felt uncharacteristically troubled today.

Since the start of the school year, his younger sister—who had never once voluntarily sought him out—had suddenly taken the initiative to visit him in the student council office.

As for the reason…

Aside from the Vice President—who never bothered with such matters—causing an uproar today, Horikita Manabu couldn’t think of anything else.

And the mere thought of that reckless man was already giving him a headache.

What kind of spell did that guy cast on my sister?

How did he manage to steal away my cold, unapproachable sister?!

Just thinking about it made Horikita Manabu grit his teeth in frustration.

But right now, he had more pressing matters to deal with—his sister, who had come to see him in person.

Straightening his posture, Horikita Manabu forced his expression into its usual impassive state. Resting his chin on his hands, he assumed the signature pose of Commander Ikari and directed an emotionless gaze at his visibly uneasy sister.

“Suzune, why have you come to see me?”

His voice was as cold as ever.

Horikita Suzune took a deep breath, her hands unconsciously pressing down on her lap.

“Do you know about the sudden surge of rumors in the first year today?”

“If you’re referring to the ones about Uesugi, yes, the student council is aware.”

Horikita Manabu replied indifferently.

“Then why—”

“You should understand this already,” he cut her off before she could finish.

“While the student council is responsible for maintaining the school’s order, we do not intervene unless the affected party files a formal complaint. And given that Uesugi himself is the vice president, he knows these rules better than anyone.”

Horikita Manabu’s straightforward response left his sister speechless.

Biting her lip, Horikita Suzune lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.

A heavy silence fell over the student council office.

Horikita Manabu watched her quietly for a moment. Seeing that she wasn’t saying anything, he got up from his seat and headed toward the door.

“If that’s all, I’ll be going now. There are still many urgent documents that require my attention.”

“Please…”

A faint voice reached his ears.

“Please…”

It grew louder.

And then—

SCRAPE—!

The sound of a chair being pushed back echoed through the room.

Slowly turning around, Horikita Manabu saw his sister—

Horikita Suzune stood there, eyes tightly shut, bowing deeply toward him.

Her voice was strained, her fists clenched at her sides.

“Please help him… I beg you!!”

“……”

Horikita Manabu stood frozen, staring at his sister.

She, who had always followed in his footsteps.
She, who had always been shaped by his influence.
She, who had always been too prideful to rely on anyone.

Yet now, here she was—lowering her head for someone else’s sake.

At some point, without him realizing it, she had begun to break free from his shadow… walking a different path of her own.

I see…

A small, resigned smile formed on Horikita Manabu’s lips.

It took me over three years—maybe even longer—to fail at what that guy managed to accomplish in less than half a year.

Still, Horikita Suzune remained motionless, holding her bow as she waited for his response.

After a long silence, Horikita Manabu finally spoke.

“…Room 216.”

“…?”

Horikita Suzune hesitantly raised her head.

“This afternoon, Uesugi called me.”

He sighed, then, mimicking Uesugi Gen’s tone, relayed the message.

"‘If a certain stubborn girl shows up, tell her this room number. I’m really sorry—my little tsundere seems to have wandered off, could you help me send her home?’"

The moment he heard those words earlier, he’d felt an overwhelming urge to strangle the bastard.

He still wasn’t sure how he managed to keep his composure long enough to listen to the entire message.

Fwoosh—!

Horikita Suzune’s pale face instantly turned beet red—whether from embarrassment or sheer rage, it was impossible to tell.

“…Thank you for your time, Nii-san. Please continue with your work. I’ll be leaving now.”

This time, there was no hesitation.

Grabbing her bag, she turned and stormed out of the student council office.

She was going to find that shameless idiot and teach him a lesson!

Watching his sister’s hurried departure, Horikita Manabu let out a small, bitter chuckle.

So she had this side to her all along…?

Just then, a voice called out from the doorway.

“Horikita-kun, done talking with your sister?”

Tachibana Akane, the student council secretary, peeked into the room with a stack of documents in her arms, curiosity evident in her expression.

“Yes, we’re finished.”

“…What’s with that look on your face?”

Tachibana tilted her head in confusion.

“…It’s nothing. I’m just… a little unused to it.”

Horikita Manabu sighed, his expression carrying a rare trace of emotion.

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T/N: LMAOOOOOOOO NO WAY????? HAHAHa

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