In Classroom of the Elite, but in the Underworld Chapter 25

Sakura waved her hands in a panic, quickening her pace to walk ahead of the two.

Her small face was already flushed bright red.

Eito pulled his hand away and caught up with Sakura.

Afterward, he spent a long time explaining things.

Chapter 32: Maintenance Fee?

Nighttime.

Wrapped in an entirely black outfit, Eito left the dormitory and activated his superpower.

He had invested all 30 points of Malice Value into AP, meaning he could now use Time Stop for 40 seconds.

He had already memorized the locations of every security camera in the school.

Now, by utilizing his abilities of time deceleration and stoppage, he could go anywhere in the school without being detected.

He arrived at the school's abandoned building; there was no one here, and there were no surveillance cameras.

After waiting quietly for a few minutes, the target finally appeared.

It was none other than the clerk from the digital shop earlier that day.

Seeing him, the clerk's face lit up with excitement, and he rubbed his hands together, saying:

"You're here, that—"

His eyes were filled with lecherous light; what he wanted went without saying.

"I'm sorry, you've been deceived," Eito said indifferently.

That morning, he had lied, claiming he had nude photos of Sakura that he wanted to sell, and the man had fallen for it.

"What did you say? Deceived... you deceived me?"

"I'm too lazy for small talk, let's just get to it." Eito pulled out a pair of gloves and put them on unhurriedly. "You should get ready too; don't say I bullied you later."

"Damn you... you bastard!"

The clerk's face twisted, and he picked up a chair to smash it toward him.

Eito didn't even need to use his superpower; he caught the chair with one hand, snatched it away, and smashed it back into the clerk's body.

With a dull thud, the clerk's body flew several meters away like a broken kite.

Eito put down the chair and walked over to crouch beside him.

"Are you alright?"

At this moment, the clerk was curled up on the ground, clutching his body, blood spilling from his mouth.

Yet, his eyes were fixed firmly on him:

"...Just you wait, I'll have my revenge... You're a student from Class D, right? I'm going to report you to the school."

"Oh."

Eito nodded and pulled a scalpel, some alcohol, and a plastic bag from his pocket.

"What... what are you doing?"

"To protect the physical and mental health of the beautiful girls in this school, I've decided to perform a little surgery on you." He glanced at the part that disgusted him. "Or... would you prefer a more direct method?"

"Hey... stop that, I won't let you get away with this... you're finished... your whole family is finished!"

"So annoying."

He kicked the clerk in the stomach, and the man finally fell silent.

After disposing of the tools, Eito left the scene.

Having lost that place, the clerk would surely never dare to harass girls again, and after witnessing his actions, the clerk wouldn't dare to oppose him either.

Even if he wanted to settle the score, Eito wasn't afraid; there was no evidence anyway.

The fear he had instilled in the clerk was now deeply etched into the man's mind; he would likely have nightmares and remember this event for a long time to come.

By the way, he had demanded 500,000 in "surgery fees" from the clerk.

After receiving the money, he transferred 100,000 each to Kikyo and Sakura.

As a result, he was left with only 300,000-something.

After the two girls received the transfers, they sent him messages asking why.

(Maintenance fee.)

He replied.

Then, the next morning, a well-groomed Kikyo came to his room.

"Where did you get so much money, and why give it to me?"

"I told you, it's a maintenance fee. If you don't want it, you can throw it away," he replied with a calm expression.

"Then I'm throwing it away."

"..."

"Hehe, you got tricked~" Kikyo came to his side, a mischievous, adorable smirk on her face.

Morning is the time when libido is at its peak, and Kikyo's actions caused him to have a slight reaction.

Looking at that smug little face, he stepped forward, hugged her, and pinned the girl onto the bed.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get away, I'm going to scream."

"Go ahead. If they saw the lovely Miss Kikyo entering a male classmate's room in the morning, they would surely be disappointed."

"You... you're so despicable..."

After struggling for a few moments, Kikyo stopped moving and let Eito pin her down.

Just consider it a return on the 100,000, she thought to herself.

Fortunately, Eito didn't make any further moves, which put her at ease.

However, feeling that thick, masculine aura, she found her heart beating faster involuntarily.

There was also an itchy sensation in her heart.

It was as if she were anticipating him to take the next step.

"..."

She shook her head, trying to clear away the distracting thoughts.

It seems she had become obsessed as well.

When he entered the classroom in the morning, Eito greeted Sakura.

Just as he was about to walk away, he felt his clothes being tugged.

"What's wrong?"

He crouched down to get closer to Sakura.

At this distance, he could hear her even if her voice was barely a whisper.

"Um... about yesterday's money... and what Takeda-kun said about... about being kept..."

Her long eyelashes trembled, and her delicate, succulent face was as red as an apple as she spoke the words that Sakura found incredibly embarrassing.

That word, "kept," had kept her awake all night.

She had a crush on Eito; he greeted her every morning, and even though she was too scared to respond, he never got angry and repeated the gesture every single day.

It had gradually become a habit for her.

No one in this school paid any attention to her, and although she felt she didn't need it—she only needed one person—as long as she wore her disguise, no one would ever see her.

But every time she watched them interacting happily, she couldn't help but fantasize: if only that person were her.

Especially Eito, the first boy to ever enter her field of vision.

Watching him look so happy every day, able to communicate with others so blissfully, she felt a faint sense of envy.

If she could be a little bolder, would she be able to talk to him happily every day too?

No, that's impossible, right?

That kind of role didn't suit her at all.

Only online could she pretend to be that kind of person.

She was just a coward.

However, it was a relief to finally become friends with him.

Whether it was accompanying her to get her camera repaired yesterday or his actions just now, he was truly gentle with her.

If only he were her older brother.

And his eyes were truly beautiful; in those eyes, she felt as if she could see a starry sky.

Those eyes were filled with mystery and the unknown, yet they felt so close, as if she could reach out and touch them, and then—

But, his text message from yesterday.

If that was a confession, how should she respond, or did he just want her to be his mistress?

If she misunderstood, she would never be able to hold her head up again.

Meanwhile, Eito felt a bit of regret.

He shouldn't have made that joke.

Seeing the faint dark circles under Sakura's eyes, he said with a touch of heartache:

"That 100,000 points was an apology fee from that clerk. He was always sending you harassing messages online, so just keep it. Sorry, I lied to you yesterday."

"Oh." Sakura said, "I... I'm not angry... if anything..."

"What?"

"N-nothing... it's nothing at all."

Sakura held her book up to block the space between them.

"Alright then."

Eito smiled and walked away.

Chapter 33 The Final Ordinary Day

"Eito, did you know? You're currently ranked fifth on the first-year handsome guy rankings."

Kikyo said this to him suddenly that day.

"Then who is sixth?"

"Ayanokoji. Also, Hirata-kun from our class is second."

"That's great."

He was actually quite happy to have pushed Ayanokoji out of the spot.

However.