I Am Very Angry Right Now!

12:40

It was already lunch break, and most students had gone to eat.

Pushing open the door to the school building's rooftop, what came into view was a tall, mature beauty. Gazing at Chabashira Sae's back, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

'Couldn't hold your breath that fast? Calling me over on only the second day.'

That's right—the one stepping onto the rooftop was Gojo Satoru. He'd just woken up in the dorm when he saw the message from Chabashira Sae asking for a talk.

Though he was half an hour late, judging by the pile of extinguished cigarette butts at her feet, she'd been waiting here the whole time.

'Chabashira-sensei is really fixated on getting to Class A. But she probably doesn't know the real reason the chairman invited me here, or she wouldn't bother trying to talk to me again.'

"Sensei, what did you call me over for? It's not punishment for skipping class, is it?"

Walking up to Chabashira, even though he already understood why she'd summoned him, he chose to play dumb.

"How much do you know about this school so far?"

Taking one last drag of her cigarette, she looked at the boy who, aside from his age, had nothing about him that fit a high school student. Chabashira Sae asked directly.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru walked to the edge of the safety net, looking down at the flowing crowd below. He rested his hand on the net and gave a vague answer.

"Who knows? Maybe everything."

"If anyone else said that, I'd think they were talking nonsense. But if it's you..."

She paused, then continued.

"Maybe you're telling the truth.

So, how about we make a deal?"

Watching Chabashira-sensei cut straight to the point, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but grin.

"Sure, let's hear it. If it's interesting, I'll accept."

"I want you to raise our class to A within these three years. It doesn't have to last until graduation—just as long as you manage to get into Class A during that time.

How about it? Simple, right? Since you already understand the rules, you know that only graduates from Class A get the school's full employment or advancement privileges. This is a win-win for both of us.

And I'll do everything I can to help you within the school."

"Hahaha~"

Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back his laughter.

Watching him mock her, Chabashira Sae looked puzzled.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Sorry, sorry. I just thought of something funny.

Ahem, back to the point. Don't you think that's a bit wishful thinking?

First of all, the actual help you can provide as a teacher is negligible. And I don't need your help with my own abilities. Just the Private Points I currently hold let me live like royalty in this school, let alone the fact that they keep increasing. The shops earn me more than I spend.

Then there's the privilege after graduation. Do you really think I need that?

You already know I have assets worth tens of billions of dollars. As for advancement, that's even more irrelevant. Not to mention, with that much money, why would I even need to study?

If I really wanted to study, I could build my own school instead of enrolling in one."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's exaggerated but factual words, Chabashira Sae realized—this was someone she simply couldn't control.

Forget the fact that 20 Million Private Points could cancel one expulsion. The very fact that he was invited to enroll meant that as long as he didn't do anything heinous, there was no way to give him a hard time under normal circumstances.

He must have known about his own special situation. That's why, even facing her as his homeroom teacher, or even the chairman, he put on that arrogant attitude of 'if I don't like what you say, I won't give you any face.'

Taking a deep breath, Chabashira Sae asked directly.

"Then what will it take for you to lead the class upward? Just state your terms!"

If there was no room for negotiation, he would have just left instead of explaining the situation. Since there was still a chance, she couldn't give up!

This time, Gojo Satoru didn't reply. Instead, he looked Chabashira Sae up and down.

A figure with curves in all the right places, a delicate face with lifeless, emotionless eyes, paired with a sleek black high ponytail tied from her beautiful long hair—the perfect image of an icy female superior.

Even though he was wearing a blindfold, Chabashira Sae could tell he was sizing up her body.

She let out a scoff.

"Still just a brat after all? No matter how capable you are, you can't resist the opposite sex's charm.

But fine! If you can lead the class to Class A, everything I have is yours—including my body."

Knowing he wasn't a saint, and that this was exactly the kind of thing he came to this school for, there was no reason to refuse.

But! If he agreed just like that, the initiative wouldn't be in his hands.

"I refuse!"

Seeing the shock on Chabashira Sae's face, he continued.

"What I love most is saying no to people who think too highly of themselves. You're the one asking me for a favor, yet you put on this arrogant attitude.

You came to me because you believe in my abilities—I'm happy about that. But this attitude of yours? I don't like it one bit."

After saying this lightly, he turned and walked toward the exit.

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"Wait! You can tell me what you want me to do right now!"

Chabashira Sae was agitated, already starting to panic. Things had been going so smoothly, yet this unexpected turn had occurred.

If she couldn't cooperate with him now, there was no way the class could ever rise. Even if Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and Koenji Rokusuke both gave it their all, they wouldn't succeed.

Because Gojo Satoru, with his massive private points, simply didn't care about class point fluctuations. Skipping class with impunity couldn't be used as grounds for expulsion, but it could massively reduce the class's points.

Forget about reaching Class A—whether the students in the class could even get monthly income was the real question.

Even the special exams where students voted to expel someone posed no threat to him. With four expulsion-exemption gold medals already in hand, he simply couldn't be judged by normal standards. (20 Million Private Points exempts one expulsion; he now had nearly 100 Million—close to 100 million. I won't detail the exact numbers later, just give a rough estimate. If anyone wants to see them, I can write them out.)

Gojo Satoru gave a sinister smile, turned around, raised his right hand, and extended two fingers. A devilish whisper escaped his lips.

"I only have two states: hunger! And horniness!

And right now, I'm full."

Watching Chabashira Sae walk away covering her mouth, Gojo Satoru sighed inwardly.

'I could have gone all the way, but I'll hold off on the place where Brother Cheng fought. I have great respect for the dead.'

Walking along the road, Chabashira Sae still couldn't accept it. That size—from a minor high school student!

But it didn't matter anymore. As long as she could reach Class A, everything was worth it.

Yet, thinking about that thing entering her body in the future, she couldn't help but blush.

'For a first time, something on that unimaginable scale... can it really be endured?'