Kamuro, Aaaaaaah!!!

Watching Ichinose walk off with Hoshinomiya-sensei's arm linked through hers, Shangguan Che couldn't help sighing. "Poor Ichinose. Her homeroom teacher's latched onto her again."

He narrowed his eyes at their retreating backs, wondering, Are they going to the disciplinary hearing too?

Ichinose only hesitated for a moment before obediently following Hoshinomiya. Shangguan Che shook his head. "As expected of Ichinose. She's so charming that even her homeroom teacher can't get enough of her."

He had no idea that Hoshinomiya was taking Ichinose to the hearing not because she admired her, but because she wanted to watch Chabashira Sae get humiliated.

After all, the two homeroom teachers were always competing in private. If Chabashira made a mess of things at the hearing, Hoshinomiya would be delighted for days.

Back in the dorm, Sakura took an iron box from the innermost drawer of her wardrobe and carefully opened it. Inside lay six harassment letters, arranged neatly.

Shangguan Che looked at the crooked handwriting on the envelopes and cursed the electronics store clerk inwardly. Out loud, he stubbornly insisted, "That sleazy clerk must have been really good at hiding how he sent them. It's not because I'm useless!"

Sakura looked confused by what Shangguan Che said, but his next words—"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you"—cut off her questions.

The two of them took the letters and headed for the faculty office. From a distance, they saw that Mashima-sensei was the only one inside, grading assignments.

Shangguan Che breathed a sigh of relief. "Just as I thought. All that effort paid off!"

He turned to Sakura. "Shall we go in and report it now?"

Sakura clutched the letters in her hands, took a deep breath, and nodded firmly. "Yes!"

But when they were less than twenty meters from the office, a girl with long purple hair suddenly hurried inside. Shangguan Che's heart tightened.

Wasn't that Kamuro Masumi from Class A? He quickly stopped Sakura and lowered his voice. "Wait a moment. Take another deep breath and run through what you're going to say in your head. I'm rooting for you!"

Shangguan Che grumbled inwardly, Our luck is awful! When Sakura reports this, the fewer people around, the better. She'll be able to speak more naturally, and her privacy will be protected.

He watched the office doorway and saw Kamuro walk over to the printer, apparently to print a test. He wondered, Does Class A need to use the faculty office printer too?

A few seconds later, Kamuro came out holding a sheet of paper. Only then did Shangguan Che relax. "So she was just printing one page. I was overthinking it."

As Kamuro approached, Shangguan Che immediately stopped encouraging Sakura and whispered, "We can go in now."

Then he lowered his head and stared at the tips of his shoes, trying not to make eye contact with Kamuro.

He didn't want to fall victim to a woman's sixth sense. In this anime world, he was already lucky enough not to have encountered some ridiculous "ahoge radar" power. He couldn't afford to let his guard down.

As for Sakura, she was used to walking with her head down and didn't notice Kamuro looking at her.

What Shangguan Che didn't see was Kamuro giving Sakura several curious glances as she passed her.

After Shangguan Che and Sakura entered the office, Kamuro actually came back. She quietly walked up to the doorway and pressed her ear against the door.

The last time Sakayanagi Arisu and Kamuro had run into Sakura, Sakayanagi had casually said, "You could keep an eye on that red-haired girl." Kamuro hadn't taken her seriously at the time.

What gave Sakayanagi the right to order her around?

But seeing Sakura again, Kamuro felt that the boy beside her was acting suspiciously. His deliberately furtive manner reminded her a little of how she used to feel when carrying out "special missions" (stealing things), though it wasn't quite the same.

"Interesting." Kamuro raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "I might as well count this as completing Sakayanagi's old assignment."

She stood still and listened carefully to the sounds from inside the office.

Inside, Sakura's hands shook as she held the letters. Mashima-sensei looked at her kindly and said softly, "Don't be nervous. Take your time. I'll help you."

Standing behind Sakura, Shangguan Che gently patted her back to encourage her.

Sakura took a deep breath and finally worked up the courage to hand over the harassment letters. Stumbling over her words, she said, "Mashima-sensei, these... these are harassment letters someone wrote to me. Someone's been following me too..." The more she spoke, the more upset she became, until her eyes reddened.

Shangguan Che couldn't relax either.

He'd just caught sight of Kamuro at the door out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank.

Why does Mashima-sensei's desk have to be right by the door? he wailed inwardly. I can't make Kamuro leave now. Sakura's getting to the important part, and I understand the saying about how momentum fades if you lose it. If she's interrupted, she'll only get more nervous. But it's dangerous to let Kamuro hear the whole thing!

He could already imagine Mashima-sensei suspecting he had "ulterior motives" if he suddenly spoke up and told Kamuro to leave.

Kamuro heard every word at the door, and Shangguan Che had already started thinking through the possibilities.

Sakura being harassed wasn't a huge matter, but it wasn't trivial either. The key point was that Sakura was in Class D, while Kamuro was in Class A.

The more Shangguan Che thought about it, the more wrong it seemed. Is reality trying to cause trouble for the alliance between Classes B and D? Isn't this going to force Class A to react?

If Kamuro wanted to cause trouble, she could use this to her advantage.

She could spread rumors around school to defame Sakura, or use the incident to threaten her into spying for Class A.

"Even if there's not much chance of success, she'll still give it a try. What if it works?" Shangguan Che frowned. He didn't assume Kamuro would stoop that low without reason.

As someone who was "almost omniscient," he already knew that Miyabi Nagumo, a second-year student, had pulled plenty of similar tricks.

Nagumo's method for recruiting spies was simple: "If you spy for me, I'll give you a chance to move up to Class A." That was the core of the agreement he made with his spies.

How did Shangguan Che know about that? It was a rather "coincidental" story.

The last time he was "making the rounds" in the dorms, he saw two "mosaics" stacked on top of each other enter a certain room, and accidentally remembered the room number.

One afternoon later, he "accidentally" glanced into that room again (he absolutely wasn't trying to find out who those two people were; it was purely by chance) and spotted the agreements in a compartment of a cabinet where "special supplies" (condoms) were kept.

"Honestly, it's kind of embarrassing." Shangguan Che grumbled inwardly. "Why did everyone else become Nagumo's underlings so easily? Were they scared into submission in just a year? That's ridiculous—faster than France surrendering."

It wasn't until later, when he saw Nagumo give a student a threatening look and play a recording and video on his phone, that Shangguan Che finally understood. "So he uses blackmail too? This school's practically a spy drama!"

Thinking of that, Shangguan Che couldn't help rubbing his chin. Do I have any dirt on me?

He thought it over carefully, then shook his head.

As someone who'd transmigrated from another world, he was practically "invincible" here. The only way he could expose his secret was by running his mouth, and Shangguan Che wasn't stupid.