Scheming in the real world? I can also do a little.

"Alright, I'm done here. Boss, let everyone go get lunch. Hiyori, help me and the boss grab a meal, would you?"

"Kaneda Satoru stays."

"Oh, Hiyori, please help grab meals for Kaneda and Albert as well. Nishino, you shouldn't have a problem helping Hiyori carry the food, right?"

Hearing the words Ryuen Shoko spat out through gritted teeth, Hoya Chukai added a request to Hiyori, worried that she wouldn't be able to carry four meals on her own and asking Nishino Takeshi to help out.

Nishino Takeshi was a girl, after all, so it should be fine for two girls to help each other out.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Ryuen Shoko was currently in a fit of rage, he might have asked students from other classes to bring him food instead.

Hm? You ask who? Maybe Kushida, or perhaps Ichinose, or even Ayanokoji would work. But no matter who he chose, it would likely only further inflame Ryuen Shoko.

Hoya Chukai glanced at Kaneda Satoru, who was trembling in his boots, and couldn't help but shake his head before looking at Yamada Albert beside him. He took some ointment out of his bag and tossed it to Albert: "Well done. Tell me, do you dare to be even more ruthless?"

"I dare."

Albert didn't hesitate for a second, answering immediately.

"Good. Once this is done, you'll definitely get your share of the spoils. Don't worry, as long as you listen, I won't treat you unfairly. Crimes must be punished, but merits must be rewarded."

Albert's attitude made Hoya Chukai very happy. He felt incredibly fortunate to be in Class C. If he were in Class B, he wouldn't have the heart to treat the little angels there like this.

Albert was a big guy with thick skin, so having him sacrifice a little shouldn't be a problem, right?

Hoya Chukai, rubbing his chin in thought, looked back at Ryuen Shoko, who was busy slapping Kaneda Satoru. Even watching those slaps made him feel the sting.

His face was already swollen; those hits were delivered without holding back at all, and every single one looked like it could send Kaneda Satoru flying.

Watching this, Hoya Chukai couldn't help but lower his head and pull out his phone to message Shiina Hiyori: "It's best if Kaneda's lunch is something soft; his face is so swollen he probably can't eat most solid foods."

Chapter 32: Whoever Delivers the Message First Gets the Money First!

"Uh... who is that student?"

"Teacher, he didn't sleep well last night and was feeling drowsy during class, so he's standing there to stay awake."

After the teacher walked in from the hallway and saw Kaneda Satoru standing at the very back, he looked confused, but Hoya Chukai answered the teacher's question from below.

"Then his face..."

"He was worried about falling asleep, so he kept slapping himself. He's too hard on himself; he slapped his face until it swelled up. Don't worry, Teacher, the medicine has already been applied; it just looks scary."

"Uh... alright then."

Regarding the situation in Class C, this particular teacher really couldn't say much, so he could only watch him stand there.

By noon, Hoya Chukai finally put a stop to Ryuen Shoko's actions, the reason being that they couldn't let Kaneda Satoru look too miserable, or they might get points deducted for a lack of class unity.

The remaining punishment was changed to physical labor.

It looked like he was just standing in the back row? It wasn't that simple; the real punishment was in the places the teacher couldn't see.

Kaneda Satoru held a plastic cup filled with water in his hands behind his back. If it turned out that water had spilled after class, he could look forward to being beaten again after the afternoon sessions.

If nothing else, they could just call in a sick day for him tomorrow.

Regarding this behavior from Ryuen Shoko, Hoya Chukai didn't say a word. He didn't support it, nor did he oppose it.

After all, he couldn't beat Ryuen Shoko.

No matter how smart he thought he was, this was a school where strength reigned supreme, and strength meant fists. Since he couldn't beat Ryuen Shoko, he couldn't defy her.

Even pleading for Kaneda was something he could only do in this roundabout way.

As for the cup of water, that was Ryuen Shoko's idea, and he wasn't in a position to say anything about it.

Come to think of it, it was Kaneda Satoru's own lack of insight. If he had immediately slammed his head against the wall when Hoya Chukai suggested it, Ryuen Shoko wouldn't have said anything, even if he hadn't used much force.

But the problem was that he hesitated.

If you don't hit hard, one could say it's because you were afraid of the pain and subconsciously held back. But if you don't hit at all, sorry, you aren't loyal enough.

Loyalty that isn't absolute is absolutely not loyalty. At least compared to Hoya Chukai, he didn't have the qualifications to be let off the hook by Ryuen Shoko.

Pitiful, truly pitiful.

Hoya Chukai couldn't help but shake his head; there was nothing he could do about this behavior.

Class C just had fewer problem students than Class D, but that didn't mean they didn't exist. Without this kind of deterrent, he wouldn't know how to deal with this bunch.

As he always said, he only wanted to be a strategist, not the king. Being a king was too tiring—you had to worry about your subordinates' moods and weigh the pros and cons. Being a strategist was different; you just offered suggestions. Whether they listened or not was the king's business—what did it have to do with him?

Then why had he been so tired these past few days, running around all the time?

Hm... let's just say he was purely a lecher. After all, look at the people he was running around serving—weren't they all beautiful girls?

"How is it? Did any water spill?"

Ryuen Shoko was still sitting in her seat with an overbearing air, while Hoya Chukai was measuring whether the water in the cup had decreased.

He measured it very carefully, and for every second he stared, Kaneda Satoru trembled for another.

"Hm, alright, nothing spilled."

"Fine, consider yourself lucky. Next time, there might not be anyone to plead for you. Get lost."

Watching Kaneda Satoru scramble away in a panic, Ryuen Shoko looked at Hoya Chukai again: "Tell me, why did you call all the girls in the class over this time?"

After class in the afternoon, Hoya Chukai said a few words to Ryuen Shoko, asking all the girls to stay behind. Whether the teacher had dismissed the class or not didn't matter; what mattered was what Ryuen said. Therefore, after she declared, "All boys except Kaneda Satoru may leave, girls stay," those who were supposed to leave did, and those who were supposed to stay remained. It was truly a case of orders being followed to the letter.

After all, the last person who didn't listen had already been punished; killing the chicken to scare the monkey is effective anywhere.

"I have a task for you all... Shiina, you can leave now. You basically won't be able to do this task."

Ryuen Shoko stood with her arms crossed, watching Hoya Chukai sit on a desk and look at the girls in the room. He suddenly singled her out, telling her to leave.

Watching Shiina depart, Ryuen Shoko couldn't help but scoff: "What, don't want her doing the dirty work?"

"Not at all, it's just that this really isn't suitable for her. Shiina goes to the library as soon as school ends; she can't do this job."

As he spoke, Hoya Chukai scanned the girls in the room: "I'm giving you a task. Of course, this task isn't mandatory, and it isn't difficult, so if you aren't interested, you can leave right now."

"That's right, anyone who isn't interested can leave."

Ryuen Shoko added from behind.

Well, there was no way anyone who wanted to leave could actually leave now. That one sentence from Ryuen Shoko had effectively sealed everyone's lips.

Who would dare leave? Who would dare? Did they not want to live anymore?

Ryuen Shoko punished students impartially; she didn't care if you were a boy or a girl. So, everyone obediently stayed put, listening to what Hoya Chukai had to say.

Hoya Chukai looked back at Ryuen Shoko and sighed helplessly.

Forget it, this works too.

"I need you to keep an eye on someone. You don't need to watch her 24 hours a day, just observe her more closely when you're in the dorms."

"Observe who?"

"Kushida Kikyo."

"Isn't she on pretty good terms with you?"

"That's just on the surface, Big Boss. Also, Big Boss, I'm talking about serious business here, can we save the teasing for later?"

Hoya Chukai tried to persuade Ryuen Shoko helplessly. Regardless of anything else, shouldn't he at least be allowed to finish giving his instructions?

"Keep an eye on Kushida Kikyo. If she sneaks out of her room at night, report it to me. Note, it must be sneaky, as if she's doing something shady. If anyone successfully reports it, I'll reward them with five thousand points."

"Five thousand points?"

Hearing Hoya Chukai's words, the students' reactions were quite intense.

Five thousand points was equivalent to five thousand yen; that was a lot of money.

"Of course, if multiple people report it at the same time, the money will be split. So, to ensure you get your share, you'd all better keep your eyes peeled. It should happen within the next two weeks, so keep a close watch for me. Merit will be rewarded, and offenses will be punished. Do you all understand?"

"Understood!"

"Alright, I have nothing else to add. Big Boss, do you have anything else?"

"Nothing. Dismissed."

"Yes!"

After finishing the task, Hoya Chukai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Alright, now he was one step closer to pulling off Plan B.

Anyway, after being dismissed, he should go back and get some good rest. He was exhausted yesterday, and today should be uneventful... right?

As Hoya Chukai thought this to himself, he suddenly felt something land on his shoulder.

"Hey, Chukai, you don't have anything going on, right?"

"I don't have anything going on, but..."

Chapter 33: So You're Coming to My Dorm?

So, my dorm is destined to be visited by girls, is it?

But this time, it wasn't a delicate young lady, but a tigress.

"Yo, you've even got beer? Nice, nice. And side dishes? You're living the good life, aren't you?"

Hoya Chukai didn't understand why Ryuen Shoko, who had come to his dorm, acted more like the owner of the place than he did.

As soon as she walked in, she headed for the fridge, took out cold beer and the leftovers from yesterday, and then went to check out his bedroom for a long time.

"Hey, Chukai, why is all your underwear black?"

"Big Boss, isn't that sexual harassment?"

Hoya Chukai was stunned. He completely failed to understand why Ryuen Shoko was acting so familiar.

We've only known each other for three days, right? Can we not do this?

"What, is there a problem with a boss properly checking up on her subordinate's living conditions? By the way, have you been holding back from 'taking care of yourself' these past two days? Always being around pretty girls must be tough to endure, right?"

As expected of a delinquent, her brazen remarks never stopped.

But did Hoya Chukai dare to tease her back? He did not.

A tigress only plays along with a war of words for her own amusement; if you actually provoke her, it might turn into a physical brawl.

He was no Wu Song; he couldn't beat Ryuen Shoko.

"So, Boss, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Nothing much, just... I feel like you're not showing me enough respect."

After failing to find any evidence of Hoya Chukai secretly playing with a handgun in the room, Ryuen Shoko returned to the living room. She plopped down onto the sofa and propped her legs up on the small table.

Since there were no slippers for her to wear in the house, she was barefoot. Her fair, delicate feet looked quite alluring, and she would occasionally curl her toes as if she were trying to seduce him.

But this was all an illusion; this seemingly petite and not-so-imposing delinquent girl was someone capable of knocking Albert down with three punches... Wait, Ryuen Kakeru wasn't this strong, was he? How did her strength increase after changing gender?

The pinker the fist, the harder the hit; Hoya Chukai wouldn't dare endure those fists that looked like soft buns.

They would hurt even more than a sandbag.

"That's not true at all, I've always respected you, Boss."

"Then why didn't you report to me about you seducing girls from other classes?"

Ryuen Shoko didn't know where she had dug up the caramel-flavored sunflower seeds that Hoya Chukai had bought when he was bored, and she began cracking them open while tossing the shells carelessly onto the floor.

Aren't you worried about stepping on them and hurting your feet later?

"No, no, those are just trivial matters. Reporting them to you would only be a waste of your time."

"Oh, trivial matters, are they? Then why are you so invested in these trivial matters?"

"Uh... well, I do have a tiny bit of selfish intent, after all."

Watching Hoya Chukai's expression, Ryuen Shoko couldn't help but let out a scoff.

She beckoned with her hand: "Come here."

"Coming right up."

Hoya Chukai wouldn't make the same mistake as Kaneda Satoru; upon hearing Ryuen Shoko's command, he quickly trotted over to her side.

"Squat down."

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