Hasebe's Surprise Attack

[Ayanokoji manipulated the students in the class to label Horikita as the culprit and pin all the blame on her.]

When the bell rang, Kushida promptly took out his phone and, as planned during class, sent a text message to Aoyama to remind him.

She would be happy to see Horikita suffer, but she felt that Aoyama probably didn't want that.

"Horikita, did you collude with Aoyama? Otherwise, how could he have so easily swindled ten million yen from the class funds?"

As soon as Chabashira's figure disappeared through the classroom door, Kanji Ike couldn't wait to go to Horikita's seat and start questioning him, venting his dissatisfaction.

His friend's sudden dropout, the loss of ten million yen in class funds, and the betrayal of his classmate Yukimura filled him with anger and anxiety about the future.

He has experienced firsthand the cruelty of meritocracy today.

"You and Aoyama have been exchanging glances since the start of the semester. Do you think we'd believe you if you said this had nothing to do with you?"

"As a class leader, what outstanding contributions have you made to the class?"

"That's ten million points; they owe us an explanation."

"Don't you think you owe us an apology? Being targeted by Vice President Nagumo must be because of you."

With ideas similar to those of Kanji Ike Shinohara, Sotomura, Hondo, and many other students surrounded Horikita, launching a barrage of attacks.

They were arguing just a classmate, but now they look like friends.

"I..."

Not knowing who to answer or what to say, Horikita bit her lower lip tightly.

"Stop it, there's no beauty in this at all." With a strong presence, Koenji shoved aside Kanji Ike and Sotomura, then stood next to Horikita's seat in front of Ayanokoji, who was expressionless.

"This dirty tactic of concentrating the anger of the masses on one person to create a common enemy and resolve conflicts between the two sides smells familiar to me, Ayanokoji boy."

During the Paper Shuffle Special Exam, Hirata, contrary to his usual behavior, threatened him with expulsion to cooperate with the class's actions, leading Hirata to suspect that there were bad people among the crowd.

And this person is very likely Ayanokoji, who suddenly appeared next to Hirata.

This time, he was finally certain.

Looking up, Ayanokoji's expression remained unchanged. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"How about this? Does it remind you of anything?"

With his arm half-raised and fist clenched, Koenji smiled slightly in front of everyone, then quickly punched Ayanokoji in the face.

Amidst the gasps of surprise, the fist stopped just a centimeter away from Ayanokoji's nose.

"Heh, you're quite amusing, aren't you?" Slowly retracting his fist, Koenji turned and walked back to his seat. "The main character has arrived, so I'll be gracious and not steal his prey."

Thank you.

Instantly realizing that the person Koenji was referring to was himself, Aoyama barged into Class D's classroom, thanked him, and took his place, attracting the attention of the Class D students around Horikita.

"Why are you here...?"

"Why can't I come? There's no rule in the school that forbids students from visiting other classes."

Aoyama smiled gently at Horikita, whose expression was complicated, then turned to face the students surrounding Horikita.

"I heard you have a problem with me and want to cause me trouble."

Looking down at Ike Kanji, who was a head Kanji Ike than him and stood at the front of the crowd, Aoyama put on a serious, expressionless face.

Upon seeing the text message from Kushida, after asking Kamuro for a favor, he immediately strode across the two classrooms and entered Class D through the back door.

He can accept that Horikita was partially at fault, and whether he works hard to improve or is temporarily disappointed, it's fine.

But he wouldn't allow it if everyone pointed fingers at him.

"This... this is Class D. I advise you not to do anything reckless. There are cameras." After glancing around and finding Sudo beside him, Kanji Ike felt a little more confident.

Although Sudo doesn't seem as strong as Aoyama, he can at least hold them off while they wait for the teacher to arrive.

"If you have any questions about Yukimura's transfer or Yamauchi's withdrawal, feel free to ask me." Aoyama gave a deliberately sarcastic laugh, glancing at the students surrounding Horikita. "No one knows the inside story better than me."

"Who wants to ask?"

With an extremely cold voice, Aoyama continued to speak.

One by one, led by Kanji Ike's silent retreat, the students surrounding Horikita returned to their seats as if nothing had happened.

Despite harboring immense resentment, none of them intended to be the first to speak out.

After all, it's a simple truth that everyone understands: better to die for a friend than for oneself.

"I heard you're quite the show-off, Ayanokoji." Aoyama casually taunted, plopping down on Ayanokoji's desk.

I don't know what you're talking about.

"Do you understand now?"

Like Koenji, Aoyama also unleashed a powerful punch at Ayanokoji's expressionless face.

Isn't he afraid of the classroom security cameras?

Sensing the fist approaching his face without slowing down or stopping, Ayanokoji hastily raised his hand to catch Aoyama's fist, but the moment he made the movement, Aoyama's fist accelerated.

His strength while seated is almost the same as Sudo's; he's truly a monster.

Even leaning back sharply, he couldn't dodge the punch. Feeling the pain on his face, Ayanokoji bent his arms and braced himself against the back of the chair, falling to the ground in a comical posture.

The familiar ceiling came into his view, and the camera in the corner of the ceiling, which should have been flashing red, was clearly turned off.

Is it a temporary purchase of usage rights using personal points? That's incredibly extravagant! Ten thousand personal points spent so easily.

Because he had asked Chabashira, he knew that stopping a camera was charged at 10,000 points per minute, with a minimum charge of 100,000 points per person.

He flipped himself up and Ayanokoji stood up, looking expressionlessly at Aoyama, who was still sitting on his desk.

"Pulling a fist at an ordinary student is not something Student Council Vice President should do."

"Nonsense, you deliberately shoved your face into my fist."

With a faint smile, Aoyama jumped off his desk and walked out of the classroom, much to the astonishment of the students in Class D.

"If you have any complaints about me, feel free to come to me. This is just a small warning."

He paused for a second on the doorframe, Aoyama spoke coldly to the air. As for who he wanted to say it to, that was up to individual interpretation.

Chapter 224 Hasebe's Hasebe

A student dropped out of Class 1-D, and the first student transferred to another class. The Student Council Vice President, Aoyama, caused a scene in the Class D classroom.

All sorts of sensational rumors spread throughout most of the school in less than half a day.

As for Aoyama, who was involved in the incident, he went to class and left class as usual, chatting and playing with cute girls and walking home together, which was enviable.

"The Shiki in the classroom were really cool yesterday, Gaga said so too."

Early Saturday morning, while most students were still asleep, Sakura came to Aoyama's room and snuggled close to him against the headboard.

Yesterday, Aoyama, who looked down on everyone in Class D, had a rather domineering and arrogant attitude. This contrasted sharply with the gentle smile he showed to Horikita when he entered the classroom.

A classic domineering CEO romance story.

At that time, many girls in the classroom felt envious of Horikita, Hasebe Haruka was one of them.

At sixteen, the most youthful and girlish age, she naturally longed for romance, much more so than other girls; however, her standards were also quite high.

He was among the top students in his class, a passionate athlete in the soccer club, had one of the best looks in his grade, and possessed a cheerful and kind personality. Even though Hirata seemed like an exceptionally good guy, she always felt that he was still lacking something.

The boyfriend she wants, even if he isn't the best at everything, should at least have something that makes him better than other guys.

"Hasebe, you're lucky you're not scolding me." Sakura Aoyama, playing with a strand of Sakura's twin tails that hung down to her body. "After all, I took away her dearest treasure, Airi."

He could tell that Hasebe was hostile towards him just by looking at the way Hasebe usually looked at him.

His only connection with Hasebe was Sakura Airi.

"Gaga isn't a bad person..."

"Of course I know that, otherwise, how could I feel comfortable letting her stay by your side?"

He turned to let Sakura fall into his arms, cupped Aoyama 'Sakura delicate face in his hands, lowered his head, and fiercely chased after the wet little red snake.

Only when her fair face was flushed with a charming blush did he look up again and feel the warmth of that blush in his palm.

"Thump--thump--thump!"

As Aoyama was admiring Sakura's cuteness, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Both Kamuro and Yamamura have spare room cards for his room, and it's not yet time for the four of them to study together, so it can't be them outside the door.

Who is it?

Puzzled as to who had come to his door so early Saturday morning, Yamashita and went to the entrance to open the door.

The person who appeared outside the door was the person he had just talked to Sakura's only friend in Class D, Hasebe Haruka, with a cold face.

"I know Airi is here with you, can I come in?"

"As a friend in Airi, I feel I must have a serious talk with you."

Hasebe felt terrible.

After failing to get Sakura to go out with her for several Saturday mornings in a row, she couldn't help but check her friend Sakura's phone location today, which made her very worried.

After discovering that her location showed she was still in the dormitory building, she went to knock on the door to confirm her suspicions.

As she expected, Sakura was not in her room.

"Then come in." Making way for Hasebe, Aoyama let Hasebe into the room, then closed the door and followed him in.

He didn't intend to hide his relationship with Sakura from anyone, since he was officially single and wasn't afraid of others using it to attack Sakura.

As for him, he deserves to be attacked for being a womanizer.

"Gaga!" Sakura, who had been wearing a happy smile, suddenly froze.

"I think we need to have a serious talk, Airi."

She pursed her lips, Hasebe eyes filled with complex emotions. She didn't know whether she should congratulate Sakura, after all, Sakura had looked so happy just now.

Moreover, Aoyama is indeed not her other friend's boyfriend now.

"Well, I don't think it's a bad thing, Airi."

He bent down and picked up Sakura's soft body from the bed, Aoyama led her to the dining table and let her sit sideways on his lap.

His attitude was clear: Sakura was already one of his people.

"Are you going to choose Airi?" Hasebe stared intently at Aoyama.

"Both right and wrong."

With his arms around Sakura, Aoyama calmly said, "I not only chose Airi, but I also chose other girls."

He naturally understood what Hasebe meant, but that was impossible. If he could only choose Sakura, he would never date Sakura, no matter how cute she was.

He wants both the girls he likes and the girls he likes.

"Don't you think this is unfair to Airi? Only a scumbag would do this." Hasebe's face was full of anger, and his magnificent figure, which could not be concealed even by his loose clothes, rose and fell violently with his owner's emotions.

His exquisite appearance, which everyone would agree is that of a beauty, and his imposing stature, which is no less than that of Sakura, are Hasebe's two main characteristics.

"A little, but that's who I am, that's Airi's choice." Aoyama showed no regret whatsoever. "The only thing I can guarantee is that Airi will be by my side in the future, providing for me without worrying about food or clothing, and growing old with me."

He couldn't possibly not cherish his own women, and he also had the ability to provide them with a happy life free from financial worries.

How can you be so sure that you'll make a name for yourself in the future?

Seeing Sakura staring intently at Aoyama's profile, Hasebe knew that asking Sakura now would only elicit a "yes" response, so she could only continue asking Aoyama.

Aoyama chuckled, "If I can't even stand out from the crowd, then there's no one in the school who can."

He got full marks in all subjects, and the personal points he accumulated in a single semester amounted to tens of millions of yuan in cash. No one would doubt that he wouldn't achieve great success.

To put it bluntly, if he had just said something like "I'm willing to be your son-in-law" when he graduated, his doorstep would have been overwhelmed with suitors.

He has both ability and good looks; if he's not confident, who is?

"This..." Hasebe had to admit that Aoyama was right.

Aside from his womanizing ways, Aoyama is every girl's dream prince in every respect.

"Whether you accept it or not, this is Airi's choice." Aoyama gently stroked Sakura's head. "Besides, Airi is mine now, and even if she wants to leave, I can't let her go."

"How can you be so domineering?" Hasebe bit his lower lip, feeling his confidence completely shattered.