You Will Regret This Ichinose! [136]

Due to concrete evidence proving that Ryūen Kakeru had coated his headband with hair wax—thus causing Uesugi Gen’s palm to accidentally land on his head—and the fact that video footage showed Uesugi visibly holding back his strength, the final ruling was as follows:

Class C was penalized 300 points, and Ryūen was banned from further participation.

Meanwhile, Uesugi was calmly staring at his hand.

One slap.

300 points deducted.

And an entire person banned from the event.

Was this… a buffed version of “Heaven’s Punishment” or something?

"Gen-kun, don’t even think about trying to frame someone else next. We already have a big enough lead."

Beside him, Ichinose Honami gently placed a piece of shrimp tempura onto his bento, playfully reprimanding him.

With the completion of the 200-meter sprint, all nine of the mandatory morning events had concluded. The competition was now on break for lunch.

During the sports festival, the school cafeteria was open for students, but Ichinose had suggested that everyone bring their own lunch to save time and ensure adequate rest.

For the record, Uesugi did not know how to make a bento.

So the one he was currently eating?

Prepared by Ichinose Honami.

Delicious. Balanced. Nutritious.

Though now, he was stuffed.

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The first event of the afternoon was the Borrowed Item Race—one of Japan’s most iconic sports festival events.

An absolute must-have in every anime sports festival arc.

After the referee went over a long-winded set of rules, the signal gun fired—

Uesugi sprinted to the draw box first.

"Alright, let’s see what fate has in store for me."

Excited, he rubbed his hands together before plunging them into the box, eyes shut as he felt around.

Five seconds passed.

"…"

Ten seconds passed.

"…"

Twenty seconds passed.

"…"

The referee furrowed his brows, looking visibly puzzled.

The slips shouldn’t be that hard to grab. What is this kid doing?

Uesugi remained still, eyes closed.

"Hmm~ I feel it… The call of destiny! My duelist’s soul is igniting!"

Then, in a dramatic flourish, he opened his eyes, a victorious smirk forming on his lips.

"It’s my turn—DRAW!!"

With a flick of his fingers, he pulled out a white slip of paper, letting it flutter through the air before catching it.

【Bring an important female friend.】

"…"

The scorching afternoon sun burned against his back.

A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.

Uesugi’s entire body froze.

Slowly, he turned to look at the referee.

After drawing an item, participants had to hand their slip to the referee before retrieving the required object.

Then, to ensure fairness, the referee would read the request out loud upon their return.

In other words…

They were going to announce it over the mic for the entire school to hear.

…Do you have a death wish for me?!

Silently, Uesugi returned the slip.

"Redraw."

Thirty seconds later.

"It’s still my turn—DRAW!!"

【Bring something that gives people hope.】

Get lost! I hate Ultraman!

"Redraw!!

"Still my turn—DRAW!!"

【Bring a chicken.】

"…"

Uesugi nearly laughed in disbelief.

Want me to drop a rap track while I’m at it?!

"REDRAW!!!"

Under the watchful gazes of countless spectators, the boy’s expression grew increasingly twisted, his eyes burning with frustration.

One competitor who had already completed his task hesitated to return to the referee stand, sensing the sheer killing intent emanating from Uesugi.

Finally, after multiple consecutive turns, fate relented.

【Bring three identical objects.】

Uesugi exhaled deeply.

Finally.

Three identical objects? Easy. Phones, uniforms—there were plenty of options.

Without hesitation, he sprinted back to the former Class B tent.

Three phones. Secured.

Then, he rushed back to the referee stand and slammed them onto the table.

"DELIVERY COMPLETE!"

The referee took the slip and read into the microphone—

"An important female friend, correct?"

The amplified voice boomed across the field.

Uesugi was instantly transported to the frigid tundra of the North Pole.

Countless gazes locked onto him from all directions.

For a brief moment, he considered yelling out a long string of profanities.

But in the end, he kept his tone normal and said,

"You’re mistaken. I drew ‘three identical objects.’"

Hearing this, the intense stares gradually faded.

"Ah, my bad. This was actually your first slip. You redrew so many times that I got confused."

YOU @#×!$@!!

As the stares returned, Uesugi felt his soul leave his body.

At this point, arguing was pointless.

The more he said, the worse it would get.

So, forcing a friendly smile, he asked,

"Does this mean I pass?"

"Yes, yes, you’re clear."

Uesugi turned and walked away.

Inside his head, however, he was already plotting revenge.

Referee… You’d better stay at Advanced Nurturing High for a long, long time. I’ll remember this.

...

After returning the borrowed phones, Uesugi immediately found a hidden corner to lay low.

Best way to handle this? Play dead.

If I stay out of sight long enough, they’ll forget about it.

All he had to do now was finish two more events—

• The Three-Legged Race with Ichinose.

• The 1,200-meter relay.

Then this agonizing day would finally be over.

He just had to hold out a little longer.

Victory was within reach!

But just then—

A soft, airy voice floated from behind him, making him jolt in surprise.

"Um… Uesugi-kun, do you have a moment? I drew a slip and need your help."

Turning around, he found—

Shiina Hiyori.

The only Class C girl Uesugi actually knew.

She frequently recommended mystery novels to him via text.

Given Uesugi’s vampire-like sleep schedule, he typically took two weeks to finish a single book.

Yet, she never tired of recommending more.

Uesugi scratched his head.

Unlike the Phantom Thief Lady or the Accomplice Lady, Shiina Hiyori was different.

She had her own goals and clearly enjoyed her school life.

Even though she wasn’t great at socializing, she still made efforts to change.

That’s why, from the very beginning—

Uesugi had never tried to drag her into the class war.

He never even greeted her publicly when facing off against Class C, just to avoid disrupting her peaceful life.

But now…

Uesugi’s gaze darkened slightly.

Shiina-san…

You, who dislike conflict…

And me, who stand at the very heart of this battlefield…

We were supposed to stay in our separate worlds.

So tell me—

Have you finally made up your mind?

To step into the war?

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This is a fan translation of 人在实教，一之濑你会后悔的 by 作者：白良. All rights to the original work belong to the creator. Please support them by exploring their original work or sharing it with others if you can. Thank you for reading and supporting my efforts to bring this story to a wider audience!