You Will Regret This Ichinose! [217]

Morning at Advanced Nurturing High had been chaotic, to say the least. Still, through all the bumps and shocks, class time finally began.

Uesugi Gen slurped on a drink offered by one of his new underlings and casually checked his phone for updates from various fronts.

He didn’t know many third-years. Just his literal workhorse of a brother-in-law and the guy’s secretary-turned-accessory.

As for Horikita Manabu himself, he seemed totally unbothered by the new class reshuffle. Amidst loud applause, he walked calmly to his newly assigned class.

Ding—
An email from Secretary Tachibana.

She was furiously questioning why Uesugi had separated her from Manabu.

Foolish girl.

Uesugi coolly replied with:
"He needs to learn what life is like without you. That’s the only way he’ll realize your importance."

And with that, Secretary-san was handled.

He knew more people in the second year. Since his downfall from the student council, bleach-blonde Nagumo Miyabi seemed convinced the special exam was designed to get him expelled. He was desperately hoarding private points.

Heh.jpg.

Such an ordinary man, and yet so full of confidence.

Uesugi was simply repaying a favor to the good-hearted upperclassman who always brought him juicy intel. That same senpai had once tearfully complained about being bled dry by Nagumo every month.

So Uesugi, ever generous, had arranged for Nagumo to be placed in his class.

As for the first-years...

Class B was peaceful. Horikita Suzune and Hirata Yōsuke weren’t the type to stir trouble. They’d probably get through these two weeks smoothly.

Class A, though—was another story. Ichinose Hōnami and Arisu Sakayanagi were like fire and ice. Understandable, really—one was an angel who helped everyone, the other a devil who toyed with people. It was no surprise they didn’t get along.

Uesugi figured he’d swing by the classroom at lunch and smooth things over a bit.

“Are you looking at something, Uesugi-kun?”

That dreamy voice drifted in along with the faint scent of shampoo, making Uesugi’s heart skip a beat.

Shiina Hiyori—his good friend. A girl who was timid around others, but always summoned her courage to step beyond her comfort zone.

Oh no...

Why was it so hard to say no when she sounded so genuinely curious?

Without missing a beat, Uesugi turned off his phone and looked back at the girl seated behind him.

“Just checking on Ryuen. Class D’s situation.”

“Eh…”

The girl blinked her large violet eyes, set her book Dust Settles aside, and leaned forward with curiosity.

“Did something happen with Ryuen-kun?”

“Well…”

Uesugi paused, then decided not to tell her all the lovely, disgusting things Ryuen had done.

Instead, he gestured vaguely with both hands. “That guy’s surprisingly getting along great with Class D. Not a single fight.”

“Really?”

Shiina clasped her hands together, visibly delighted.

She wasn’t the combative type. She preferred quietly reading in the winter sun with friends over fighting for school dominance. Still, she knew Ryuen had worked hard for his class. Even if she didn’t approve of his methods in Class C, she respected his effort.

“It’s true!”

Uesugi nodded with a smile.

No fights—but he had definitely activated Torment King Mode.

After first period, Ryuen somehow got his homeroom teacher to switch his seat—right behind Kōenji.

Just as D-Class began to relax, the real chaos started.

Same old trick: he got hold of a bottle of “essence,” doused himself in it, and strutted into class under the stunned gazes of his classmates.

This was a government-sponsored elite school. Of course there was heating in winter. So when Ryuen parked himself right under the heater in that sealed classroom…

Only two words described it:

“Choking stench!!”

Kōenji, self-proclaimed most beautiful man in school, fled on the spot—declaring that he would never share a room with such a revolting man again.

But this wasn’t Uesugi’s world. Kōenji couldn’t skip class without a valid excuse, or the class would lose points. And he wasn’t the type to lie about something like this.

So the result?

Ryuen Kakeru, delinquent king of C-Class, stood firm in winter cold, risking illness just to keep dousing himself in that vile “essence,” using it to blackmail D-Class into submission.

Naturally, D-Class didn’t take it lying down.

They immediately filed a complaint to the school.

And Ryuen brushed it off with:

"Oops, I fell down and didn’t have time to change before class."

With Sakagami as D-Class’s homeroom teacher now, their appeal was swiftly rejected.

That morning, the entire class endured Ryuen’s dual assault—both verbal and chemical.

The girls were too afraid to speak up. The boys launched a desperate counterattack.

It was below freezing. They shut off the heater, shivering alongside Ryuen in icy defiance. They even wanted to open the windows, but the girls protested too strongly.

And so, the situation escalated.

D-Class was now being punished with deduction threats and biochemical warfare. Ryuen, on the other hand, fought back by risking pneumonia.

Both sides looked ready to torment each other into old age.

His poor partner-in-crime… she was suffering too, freezing and gagging in silence.

She was definitely cursing him out in her head right now.

Back in the present, Uesugi looked up. Shiina had already returned to her seat, immersed once again in her book with its brown cover, Dust Settles.

The classroom light spilled across her pale skin like the first snow on flower petals—delicate and faintly cool. Her silver hair flowed softly over her shoulders, brushing her waist. She looked pure. Untouched.

Lost in the world of words, the chaos around her didn’t seem to reach her. Her white fingers turned pages slowly, the only sign her world continued to move.

Has she always been like this?
The quietest girl in school, assigned to the rowdiest class…

As if sensing his gaze, the girl glanced up from her book and offered him a gentle smile.

“Ahaha, got you! My turn!”

From one corner, a group of boys erupted in noisy laughter.

Uesugi frowned and turned to tell them off—but Shiina tugged lightly on his sleeve.

The girl shook her head and smiled softly.

“They’ll quiet down once they’re bored.”

In that moment, Uesugi saw it:

A lotus blooming in the winter wind.

Class passed in a blur, and before long, it was lunchtime.

In the clubroom, Uesugi Gen sat quietly eating the rice in his bento.

The reason?

To his left sat Sakayanagi Arisu, gracefully eating her lunch in elegant, delicate bites. To his right was Ichinose Honami, beaming as she watched him eat, making no move to touch her own food.

And across from him…

Uesugi shifted his eyes and glanced at Kamuro Masumi, legs crossed, watching the show unfold with an amused smirk.

Uesugi Gen: [Why are you here?]

Kamuro Masumi: [Bringing lunch to that weakling who can’t even walk on her own.]

Uesugi Gen: [Is it okay to talk about her like that? Be careful—she might come after you later.]

Kamuro Masumi: [She bosses me around all day long. I’m allowed to curse her out a little.]

Uesugi Gen: [Uh… let’s not talk about that now. Please, save me! Just make up any excuse and get me out of here!]

Kamuro Masumi: [No way. You order me around just as much—worse, even—and you don’t even admit it!]

Uesugi Gen: [What? Come on, don’t you enjoy it too?]

Kamuro’s eyes narrowed. [Shut it.]

Uesugi Gen: [Didn’t you say you liked me? You’re my favorite card, you know! How can you just leave me here to suffer like this? My heart is breaking, jpg.]

Kamuro Masumi: [Sure, I’ll save you—just ditch the two women next to you. I’ll even call you Master if you do.]

Uesugi Gen: [Y-you... Masumi, I can't believe you’re actually—]

A soft, pale hand suddenly covered Uesugi’s eyes.

Sakayanagi Arisu’s voice held a hint of dissatisfaction. “Flirting with your maid during lunch isn’t very proper, you know.”

Kamuro, having had her mind-speech cut off, pouted and switched the leg she had crossed.

“Mind your own business. Eat your lunch.”

Whoa.

Uesugi felt a wave of admiration. Masumi, when did you become this bold?

“Masumi-chan, it’s not okay to defy your Master,” Arisu said coolly. “Or is it that now that you have his backing, you no longer see me as your superior?”

“Hah? You’re full of yourself as usual—”

The two girls began bickering. Caught in the middle, Uesugi lowered his head, silently praying:

You can’t see me. I’m not here. I don’t exist.

Just then, a piece of hamburger steak was quietly held up to his lips.

Ichinose smiled sweetly, her rosy lips moving without sound:

This is your favorite flavor, right?

Uesugi instantly lit up. It really was one of his favorites. With Ichinose’s excellent cooking, the hamburger steak had a crispy, golden-brown crust sealing in the juicy interior. The rich aroma of grilled meat wafted up invitingly.

He could already imagine the satisfying crunch of that outer layer giving way to the tender meat within, every bite melting in his mouth, releasing a cascade of flavor.

Ahh...

He opened his mouth, body tilting slightly to the right, ready to savor the heavenly taste.

Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the air like a dagger.

“Honestly, one moment of distraction and you're already doing indecent things under my nose, Ichinose-san!”

Uesugi froze—mouth awkwardly hovering in mid-air.

Busted...

“Indecent?” Ichinose didn’t even glance at Arisu. She just kept smiling warmly at Uesugi.

“In fact, Sakayanagi-san, Gen-kun and I have done even more indecent things before~ You know, there’s something he especially likes during those times... but I’m afraid your little something is too small to compete.”

Yamete!

Honami, don’t just blurt stuff like that! That’s so embarrassing!

For the first time ever, Uesugi Gen's face turned bright red.

“#...!”

No doubt about it—Ichinose had just found Sakayanagi’s weak spot and stabbed it dead-on.

“How quick-witted you are, Ichinose-san.”

Arisu’s tone dropped several degrees.

“Likewise~ Come on, Gen-kun. Say ‘ahh—’”

Sakayanagi turned her cold gaze toward Uesugi, as if silently saying: I’m mad. You’d better do something to make it up to me.

Was Uesugi touched?

He didn’t dare move.

If he handled this poorly, Arisu was guaranteed to explode.

And that spectator over there—quit watching and help me already!

The hamburger steak in his view was getting closer and closer.

In the next instant, Uesugi took a bite of it—then spun around, scooped Sakayanagi Arisu into his arms, and set her on his lap. Catching the moment her mouth parted slightly in midair, he stuffed the meat right into it.

It all happened in a flash. Before anyone could react—it was already over.

“Mmm… not bad. As expected of Honami’s cooking.”

Uesugi chewed the remaining half of the steak as he offered his review.

“Mm—!”

Ichinose puffed up her cheeks. “Gen-kun!”

Kamuro Masumi looked disgusted. “Gross.”

Sakayanagi, slowly savoring the bite, swallowed, then gave Ichinose a sidelong look—clearly provocative.

“I’m no longer angry.”

“Well then…”

Uesugi lifted his bento box, picked up another big piece of hamburger steak, and glanced around at the three of them with utter shamelessness.

“I’ve still got plenty left. Anyone else want a taste?”

“NO!”

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T/N: :(((((((( last chapter of this :(((

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