The evening breeze at the end of September has brought a bit of coolness.
The wind blew through this hidden corner behind Special Teaching Building, picking up a few yellow leaves and making a rustling sound.
This is a blind spot for monitoring.
If any of the classmates saw the expression on Kushida Kikyo's face at this time, they would probably be horrified and think they were seeing an evil ghost in human skin.
The pair of eyes that were usually curved into a crescent shape and full of smiles were now dead silent, no longer sweet, but filled with unabashed disgust and viciousness.
Opposite her was the man who looked like a gangster even when he was standing.
Ryuen Kakeru.
"Don't look at me like that, Kushida."
Ryuen Kakeru put one hand in his trouser pocket and held his mobile phone in the other hand.
The cold light of the screen reflected his somewhat evil face.
While enlarging the photo Kushida Kikyo just sent him, he joked casually, "Obviously he is a co-conspirator, but it seems like I am an enemy who owes you millions Points."
"Cut the nonsense."
Kushida Kikyo's voice was very low. Without the sweet fake voice that was deliberately made, her true voice seemed deep.
"Have you received the photo? That is the final entry form. Except for a few substitutes who may be adjusted due to physical reasons on the spot, all other events are arranged on this."
Ryuen Kakeru's eyes swept over the densely packed forms on the mobile phone screen.
Every name, every project, is clearly visible.
In this Sports Festival where intelligence is the lifeline, this list is of immeasurable value.
"Hmm... it does look like it's real."
Ryuen Kakeru nodded with satisfaction, "And as you said, if Class D still wants to make temporary substitutions at this time, those wastes who have not gone through project Targeted Training will only lose more miserably. No matter how you choose, I have already won half the battle."
He put away his cell phone and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he looked up and down at the girl with two faces in front of him as if he were looking at a rare animal.
"To be honest, I'm still very curious."
Ryuen Kakeru grinned, showing his teeth, "What kind of shameless thing did Horikita Suzune do to you? To make you drag the entire class along with her in order to bring her down? Even to the point of turning yourself into a 'traitor' who betrayed your companions?"
Hearing the name "Horikita Suzune", Kushida Kikyo's pupils suddenly contracted.
An invisible violent energy burst out from her body.
"I told you, don't ask about irrelevant things."
"You just want the person I'm unhappy with to suffer, and I just want her to be ruined. This is a deal where each gets what he wants. As for the reason? People like you don't need to know."
"Oh... it's so scary, so scary."
Ryuen Kakeru shrugged exaggeratedly, seeming to be "scared" by her appearance, but his eyes were full of mockery.
"Okay, since you don't want to say it, I won't ask. Anyway, as long as the result is beneficial to me."
Instead of continuing to stimulate this woman who was on the verge of breaking out, Ryuen Kakeru turned around and waved with his back to her.
"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate... Miss Traitor."
The last name was bitten hard by him, with a sense of unbridled humiliation.
Look at Ryuen Kakeru's swaggering back disappearing into the night.
Kushida Kikyo's tense body finally relaxed, replaced by more surging anger.
"That bastard...!"
She suddenly raised her foot and kicked it hard on the wall beside her.
"Bang!"
The dull sound echoed in the empty blind corner.
"One day... one day even an arrogant guy like you will..."
She gritted her teeth and growled, her chest heaving violently, and her facial muscles were distorted by anger, which looked particularly ferocious in the dim light.
"If it weren't for seeing the crying face of that woman Horikita... I wouldn't cooperate with a scum like you..."
She took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down.
This is a school after all. Although it is remote, it is not absolutely safe.
She also wants to go back to play the role of the gentle, considerate and beloved "angel" Kushida Kikyo.
She has to go back and show her hypocritical smile in front of those idiots.
"Huh..."
She stretched out her hand to straighten her messy bangs, closed her eyes, and adjusted her breathing as if performing some kind of ritual.
When he opened his eyes again, the violent aura had disappeared, and the corners of his mouth habitually began to rise, ready to put on that perfect mask.
However.
Just when she opened her legs and was about to leave the transaction site.
A voice came from the shadows behind her without any warning.
"Betrayer, what are you doing here?"
That moment.
Kushida Kikyo I felt like my whole body was frozen.
My heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand and stopped beating.
That's not the voice of Ryuen Kakeru.
She turned her neck stiffly, her movements as slow as a machine.
From behind a huge tree less than five meters away from her, a figure came out.
Through the faint halo cast by the distant street lamp, the face gradually became clearer.
Kazehara Tetsu.
"Maple...Kagihara?"
After Kushida Kikyo's brain went blank for a moment, his body reacted instinctively.
Her facial muscles quickly reorganized, and her voice became sweet and just right with a hint of surprise.
"What a coincidence. Why are you here? I came here just now to look for the lost bracelet... It's so dark here that I'm a little scared."
This set of consecutive moves is so smooth that it can be called textbook-level expression management.
If it were an ordinary boy, he would probably be fooled by her harmless appearance in an instant, and then have the impulse "I want to protect her".
But Kazehara Tetsu just looked at her quietly.
He neither responded to her greetings nor exposed her lies.
He just opened his legs and approached her step by step.
"Hand rope?"
Kazehara Tetsu walked up to her and stopped only half a step away from her.
He lowered his head and looked down at this so-called "angel" of Class D.
"But why did I hear that there seemed to be a very exciting... information trading fair here just now?"
The corner of her mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, completely tearing her last chance of luck into pieces.
"Class D's entry list...Ryuen Kakeru... and that 'deal' at all costs to ruin Horikita Suzune."
"Am I right? Kushida."
"..."
The smile on Kushida Kikyo's face solidified instantly.
She looked at Kazehara Tetsu who was very close at hand, and looked at the warm smile in his eyes.
Kushida Kikyo finally realized that in the face of absolute facts, any acting skills are just clown tricks.