Partnering Up to Trick Her

The next day, the moment Yuyuki entered D Class, he perceived something unusual. Everyone kept sneaking glances at him. As though he had not noticed those looks, Yuyuki returned to his seat as usual, greeted Matsushita Chiaki, and asked softly.

"Morning. Why does it feel a little strange? Did something happen?"

"N-No... it's nothing."

After hesitating slightly, Matsushita Chiaki forced out a smile, then turned away with no intention of continuing the conversation.

Yet he could still feel her gaze drifting toward him from time to time, as though she wanted to say something but could not bring herself to.

Yuyuki shrugged and did not say more.

To Matsushita Chiaki, he had merely been a very good option. It was not as though she truly liked him that much. After all, she had not yet been beaten down by society, so money was not especially important to her, and Matsushita's family circumstances were quite good as well.

Now that he had begun dating Ichinose, Matsushita Chiaki would change her target. Still, she could not help feeling somewhat unwilling and dissatisfied. She had pursued him for so long, yet Ichinose had won over this dense straight-laced guy in a single day.

The girls in the class were probably considering Matsushita Chiaki's feelings, so none of them came over to ask what was going on.

Since Matsushita Chiaki had not spoken up, Yuyuki naturally pretended not to know anything.

In a few days, this atmosphere would naturally return to normal.

Unfortunately, D Class always had someone who did not know how to read the room.

"Tenyo, I heard you started dating Ichinose. Damn it, she's such a pretty girl—how did you win her over?"

Yamauchi Haruki spoke regretfully, then leaned closer to Yuyuki with curiosity. Ike behind him also seemed very interested, and nearly everyone in D Class unconsciously lowered their voices.

Horikita Suzune, seated behind them, furrowed her delicate brows but said nothing.

Sudo's problem was clearly right in front of them, yet the people of D Class seemed more interested in Yuyuki's love life.

"Hm? How did Yamauchi find out?" Yuyuki asked in return.

"Idiot, the forums are full of people talking about you dating Ichinose. The whole school already knows. You're one of the people involved, and you didn't know?"

"I only just found out too. I only started dating Ichinose yesterday. Your information network is really impressive."

"Of course..." Yamauchi covered part of his face with one hand, leaned forward, and lowered his voice. "Then... have you and Ichinose gone that far? You definitely... definitely kissed, right?"

"That depends on Ichinose's mood."

"Tch..." Yamauchi patted Yuyuki on the shoulder, his face full of smug pride. "Tenyo, you're wasting such a good opportunity. You've got no game at all. If it were me, I'd have already hit a home run. Girls want boys to be more forceful, you know. The more domineering you are, the more girls like you."

Yuyuki could already clearly feel the icy stares of countless girls. He was helpless when it came to someone like Yamauchi, who spouted nonsense without thinking.

"Shouldn't that depend on the person? Maybe you're the only one who thinks that way?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tenyo, you really don't understand anything. You're clearly rich, yet you don't know how to make use of your resources. What a waste. Isn't there a saying? Right—women don't love bad men."

Watching Yamauchi sprint down the path of self-destruction, Yuyuki said helplessly, "Class is about to start. Yamauchi, you should hurry back to your seat. Otherwise, we'll lose Class Points again."

"Crap, I nearly forgot."

After checking the time, Yamauchi hurriedly left. At the same time, he clasped both hands behind his head and remarked to Ike beside him, "So Ichinose is that kind of shallow woman too, huh? She has such a pretty face too. What a pity. Are there no cute girls in this school with actual depth?"

Yuyuki narrowed his eyes. He knew Yamauchi could not read the room and had no social awareness, but he had not expected him to be this bad.

"Stop."

A voice that made people feel as though they had fallen into an abyss echoed through the classroom. Yuyuki said coldly, "Yamauchi Haruki, I didn't really want to say this, but if you don't apologize today, this won't be let go."

"D-Did I do something?"

Yamauchi Haruki took several steps back, cold sweat trickling down his temples. He did not expect Tenyo Yuyuki, who was normally pleasant toward everyone, to suddenly become angry. Moreover, from behind Yuyuki, he felt an imposing pressure that frightened him even more than facing his own father.

Ayanokoji could not help glancing over. This was the natural bearing of someone who had long occupied a position of power. Although it was still inferior to his father's, it was clearly not something a High School Student should possess.

Tenyo Yuyuki was definitely not as simple as merely being one of the heirs to a financial conglomerate.

Horikita Suzune was equally surprised. That guy who usually acted shamelessly around her and took advantage of her actually had this side to him. He was clearly a scumbag, yet he was this angry over his Girlfriend.

The entire class fell silent at that moment. No one had expected an angry Tenyo Yuyuki to be so frightening.

"Both of you, calm down. Yamauchi, you insulted Tenyo's girlfriend right in front of him. Any man would get angry, wouldn't he? Tenyo, calm down too. Yamauchi is always like this. He didn't mean any harm. I'll apologize to you on his behalf, so let it go, okay?"

At that crucial moment, Hirata stepped in front of Yuyuki, cold sweat covering his forehead. Simply standing there made him feel boundless pressure.

"That's right. I don't really like Yamauchi-kun acting like that either," Kushida Kikyo added weakly.

Sudo and Ike stood behind Yamauchi, both wearing awkward expressions as they looked back and forth between the two.

"I see... then I'm really sorry."

Yamauchi Haruki forced out a smile and scratched his head awkwardly, feeling relieved as well. So it was only something this trivial. He had thought he had offended Tenyo somehow. At the same time, he felt somewhat angry. It was clearly such a small matter, yet Yuyuki would not let him off.

Those rich people were fucking crazy in the head.

Only after Yamauchi apologized did Hirata's expression improve somewhat. He then looked at Tenyo Yuyuki with a trace of pleading in his eyes, and the latter nodded expressionlessly.

"It's beautiful."

At that moment, Kouenji clapped his hands, his face full of admiration. "Tenyo, your acting is as flawless as ever. This is the one thing about you that lets me appreciate a sense of beauty every time."

Without any hesitation, Yuyuki instantly moved past Hirata in front of him and kicked directly at Kouenji...

Kouenji, who had not yet stood up, reacted quickly as well, raising both arms in front of himself to block. Even so, he was forced back two steps and crashed into his desk, knocking it over.

The situation was on the verge of exploding.

Hirata stood rooted to the spot, his expression stiff, staring blankly at everything before him. He had never expected Kouenji to provoke Yuyuki at a time like this.

Shaking his slightly sore arm, Kouenji's gaze turned cold as a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Get up. It's been a long time since I last crossed hands with you. Once in a while sounds quite nice."

"Are you boys all idiots?" Horikita Suzune said coldly at that moment. "If you have the energy to fight over something like this, why not think about how to help Sudo instead?"

"Horikita has a point." Kushida Kikyo hurriedly stepped between them, taking Yuyuki's hand in her small hands. Her eyes shimmered as she said, "Yuyuki, Kouenji always says strange things. You know that, right? Don't get angry because of him."

Ayanokoji frowned. Although Kushida was stopping Yuyuki, given her personality and her desire to be friends with the entire school, she would never normally say something that might provoke Kouenji and Yamauchi. Something felt off.

Moreover, even Ayanokoji had no absolute confidence against Kouenji's physique. Although Yuyuki had the advantage of striking first, he had actually managed to drive Kouenji back with ease.

Still, considering that Yuyuki's athletic grades were all A+ and only slightly behind Sudo's, it was impossible to truly judge his strength.

Only Hirata, the one who should have stepped forward at a time like this, stood there with his head lowered, without moving.

"Tap... tap..."

At that moment, the sound of High Heels striking the floor rang out as Chabashira Sae entered D Class. Sweeping her gaze over everyone, she frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing. Kouenji was groggy from sleep and accidentally knocked over a desk. That's all." Before anyone else could speak, Tenyo Yuyuki spoke first, then returned to his seat.

Kouenji pushed his Bangs back with one hand, a faint smile on his face. "A beautiful man like me would never make such a mistake. Teacher, there is no need to pay attention to Tenyo's nonsense."

Though he knew the other party might be using him, Kouenji had no intention of going to war with Yuyuki over such a trivial matter. If they ended up evenly matched, it would be too ugly. Worse still, he might lose.

Kouenji also returned to his seat and took out a handheld mirror to arrange his hair.

Seeing that Kouenji had no intention of doing anything further, one of the boys beside him glanced at Chabashira Sae on the platform and awkwardly helped the fallen desk back up. Only then did Kouenji smile and thank him.

"Anyway, it's good that nothing happened." Chabashira Sae nodded and said indifferently, "Hirata, return to your seat. I'm starting class."

"Hm... yes. I'm sorry."

Seeing that the class had returned to normal, Hirata hurriedly returned to his seat apologetically.

Ayanokoji could not help but turn his gaze toward Hirata. This outstanding talent, one of the best in the entire school, also seemed somewhat abnormal.

He had only wanted to be an ordinary High School Student.

Why did D Class have so many problems...?