In Classroom of the Elite, Ichinose You Will Regret It

[Good luck to you!]

Those two bastards.

"Uesugi-kun, please look at me. Turning your head away while someone is talking to you is quite rude."

Ichinose placed her hands on her knees and said with a serious expression.

"Yes, yes, I know."

Uesugi Gen gave a start and hurriedly turned his head back.

"Uesugi-kun has been dozing off in class lately, and I've never seen you pay attention to the lessons either. That won't do. Can you tell me why, Uesugi-kun?"

"Well, I've already mastered the knowledge in the textbooks, so I find it a bit too boring."

"That's not okay. Whether we know the material or not, we must listen carefully when the teacher is lecturing. It's the bare minimum of respect for the teacher."

"In short, Uesugi-kun, you cannot do this anymore. You must attend class, and I will come to wake you up tomorrow morning."

In the end, Ichinose took a step back and didn't force Uesugi Gen to go back to class immediately.

"Yes, I understand."

Facing Ichinose's aggressive offensive, poor Uesugi Gen filed for surrender.

The next day...

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

Early in the morning, a series of urgent doorbell rings echoed from outside the door.

Uesugi Gen opened his weary eyes.

He immediately grabbed the bedsheet from the side, wrapped it around his ears, closed his eyes, and turned onto his side to continue sleeping.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The ringing continued.

Uesugi Gen rolled over, found a more comfortable position, and went back to sleep.

"If Uesugi-kun doesn't come out, I'll be staying right here, you know."

A crisp, sweet voice rang out from outside the door, but to Uesugi Gen, it sounded like a devil from hell.

After a while, Uesugi Gen suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, threw off the bedsheet, sat up, and scratched his head in frustration.

How can someone like you exist? Don't you have anything else to do?

Uesugi Gen thought to himself, feeling mentally broken.

Maybe I should just tell her about the special exam in advance; I don't want the 30 million anymore.

That way, that girl wouldn't have time to bother me, and as for the points, I can just find a way to get them later.

Ultimately, Uesugi Gen dismissed the idea. It wasn't because he couldn't bear to part with the points, but because he felt that even if he told Ichinose, she would still persistently come to bother him.

Uesugi Gen had already recognized the reality: he was completely helpless against Ichinose because this girl truly, genuinely had no other ulterior motives.

Wash up, get dressed, and leave.

Uesugi Gen opened the door, stared at that pretty face that was always wearing a smile, and squeezed out a sentence, "You are my personal hell..."

Having said that, he ignored Ichinose and walked toward the classroom alone.

"Uesugi-kun, let's go have breakfast together."

Watching Uesugi Gen walk away alone, Ichinose didn't get angry and smiled as she tried to strike up a conversation.

"Go eat by yourself if you want to eat."

Facing Ichinose's attempt at conversation, Uesugi Gen dropped this line and kept walking on his own.

It's over; my weak point has been completely seized by this woman.

Uesugi Gen thought with a look of despair.

"Morning, Ichinose. Uh, morning to you too, Uesugi-kun. Is your illness feeling any better?"

"Morning."

On the way, Uesugi Gen had to constantly endure the "good morning" bombardment from Ichinose's followers.

Finally, Uesugi Gen walked into the classroom looking decadent, with faint dark circles under his eyes and messy hair.

The entire class was stunned.

Where did my handsome and gentle classmate Uesugi Gen go?

The girls of Class B greeted him, "Good morning, Uesugi-kun."

"Yo, morning."

Uesugi Gen responded numbly.

"Are you feeling any better?"

"A bit better, thanks for asking."

After listlessly dealing with the greetings from his Class B classmates, Uesugi Gen plopped down into his seat.

He grabbed a book and draped it over his face.

Not long after, the sound of soft breathing began.

"..."

Kanzaki Ryuji and Shibata Hayate watched this scene in silence.

"What time does this guy even go to sleep?"

Himeno Yuki, who was nearby, watched Uesugi Gen's state and asked with curiosity.

"I don't know, but it's definitely no earlier than three in the morning."

Kanzaki Ryuji answered while looking at the login time on a game page.

"Um, please give this to Uesugi-kun to eat when he wakes up."

Ichinose handed a carton of milk and a sandwich to Himeno Yuki.

She hadn't come in with them earlier because she had run off to buy breakfast halfway there.

"Got it, I'll give it to him when he wakes up. But Ichinose, are you sure you're okay? You got up so early."

"Because I used to get up very early back home, so it's not a problem at all."

Watching Uesugi Gen sleeping slumped over in his chair, Ichinose answered with a smile, her hands clasped behind her back.

It seemed that not only was she not bothered, but she was actually enjoying it.

Everyone shared a silent, collective retort.

"In the twenty-first year of the Tenbun era, Uesugi Kenshin began his march into the Kanto region..."

On the podium, the bald history teacher began to lecture on the textbook content with self-absorbed enthusiasm.

Uesugi what, Uesugi what-shin, what Kenshin, What the hell Kenshin, it should be Uesugi Gen!

At this moment, Uesugi Gen had already entered a state of premature senility, staring blankly at the blackboard with dull eyes.

No, if this keeps up, I definitely won't make it to the end of class. I have to find a way to get some sleep.

What method, what place, would allow me to sleep openly and honestly?

In that instant, every location in Kōiku flashed rapidly through Uesugi Gen's mind.

Without hesitation, Uesugi Gen raised his hand to signal to the teacher that he had a question.

"Slaughtering Takeda Nobushige... hm? Does the student who raised his hand have a question?"

"Cough, cough... Teacher, I'm feeling a bit unwell. May I go to the infirmary?"

Uesugi Gen summoned 120% of his acting ability, putting on a sickly appearance as he made his request to the teacher.

"Hmm, well, it can't be helped. Go ahead."

The teacher frowned slightly and waved his hand, granting Uesugi Gen's request.

Yes!

Uesugi Gen was ecstatic inside.

Sure enough, for teachers who don't want to take responsibility, as long as a student claims to be unwell, they will always let the student go to the infirmary to avoid any extra trouble.

As for the infirmary, that was Hoshinomiya's territory; I'll just convince her when I get there.

Uesugi Gen stood up, glanced at Kanzaki Ryuji and Shibata Hayate beside him, and quietly gave them a thumbs-up behind his back.

Kanzaki Ryuji and Shibata Hayate exchanged a look.

[You really have some nerve, you guy.]

The two shared a silent, collective retort.

[Much obliged, much obliged.]

Uesugi Gen continued walking forward. As he passed by Ichinose, he deliberately looked at her, staring into her large, round eyes, and flashed a provocative smile.

Well then, Ichinose, what are you going to do? Stand up and refute me by saying I'm not actually sick?

No, you wouldn't do that; you wouldn't embarrass me in front of the entire class.

Therefore, I have won this round.

In that case, I'll be taking my leave.

Didn't see that coming, did you, Ichinose? This is the true escape route of Uesugi Gen!

Hahaha!

The smile frozen on Ichinose's face faltered as she raised a hand to her forehead, looking as if she had been defeated by you.

There might only be one chapter today, thank you to all the readers.

Chapter 16: A Relaxing Day for Uesugi Gen

"Mmm~"

Uesugi Gen lay on the bed, pulling the blanket up over his body with both hands, adjusting his sleeping position, and letting out a long, comfortable sigh.

"I'm telling you, Gen-chan, the school infirmary isn't a place for you to come and sleep."

Sitting to the side, Hoshinomiya-sensei, dressed in her white lab coat, reminded him with a hint of resentment as she watched Uesugi Gen looking so comfortable.

Why was it that her student could lie here sleeping while she was stuck here bitterly preparing lessons?

"What does it matter? It's not like Hoshinomiya-sensei doesn't go out drinking every single day anyway."

Faced with Hoshinomiya-sensei's resentment-filled words, Uesugi Gen replied as if he were in a dream, his eyes still closed.

After spending this much time together, Uesugi Gen had basically figured out the temperament of this teacher, who looked like a young and beautiful mature woman but was actually quite unreliable and prone to acting like a child.

Thwack!

"Shut up! A student shouldn't talk back to their homeroom teacher."

Looking at the student before her who had exposed her shortcomings, a flustered and exasperated Hoshinomiya casually smacked the folder in her hand onto Uesugi Gen's head.