Special Exam 3

"Etsuka, why are you at the sports field? Isn't class in session right now?"

In a corner of the field, Horikita Suzune sat on the steps, calmly flipping through a book as if nothing had just happened.

Horikita Etsuka covered his ear with his left hand and winced, saying, "I just came out to use the restroom, and I thought I'd bring you a bottle of water while I was at it. I didn't expect my kindness to be met with such hostility..."

Before Etsuka could finish, Suzune swept a gaze over him.

Horikita Etsuka hurriedly shut his mouth, knowing better than to push his luck.

He looked toward the bustling crowd gathered ahead and asked curiously, "But sis, they're all participating in the tennis match. Why aren't you going?"

"I don't want to." Horikita Suzune flipped a page, expressionless. "These are all meaningless matches. Compared to this, avoiding contact with people from Class C is the correct choice for Class D."

With that, she closed her book and gazed at the group of Class D students in the distance.

"These idiots will have their secrets pried out of them no matter what. Even Ryuen's lackeys can lead the people of Class D around by the nose. I'm completely out of options."

Hearing the near-resigned tone in Suzune's voice, Etsuka tentatively asked, "Then... have you ever thought about leaving Class D?"

"Leaving?" Suzune shook her head.

"Etsuka, you might have misunderstood me. Although Class D is mostly made up of idiots, I believe that with my help, things will gradually improve. What I just said wasn't an expression of giving up, but a statement of fact. Therefore, I will absolutely not leave."

Etsuka gave a bitter smile. He was truly out of ideas; his sister was so resistant to the idea of leaving that even a shallow probe like this met with such pushback. If he were to tell her directly to let him help her leave Class D, she would probably start lecturing him about relying on one's own strength again.

Etsuka slowly stood up and stretched.

"Fine, sitting here like this is boring anyway. Sis, let's go take a look together."

"No." Suzune refused without hesitation.

"Come on, come on, just keep me company. I don't know any of those people, it'll be so awkward if I go alone."

Etsuka grabbed Suzune's arm without waiting for an answer and started walking toward the crowd.

"Ugh." Suzune sighed helplessly. She tucked her book under her arm and said, "Fine, I'll reluctantly go with you, but don't think for a second that I wanted to."

"Yes, yes, of course." Etsuka used a mix of coaxing and trickery to drag his sister over.

There were many people watching the girls play tennis, forming a circle around the court. Fortunately, Etsuka was quite tall at 183 centimeters; he was almost the tallest in the Horikita family.

"Whoa, not bad." Watching the girls play tennis, Horikita Etsuka couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Those youthful and beautiful figures added a great deal of enjoyment to the campus.

Although he had seen such things in high school, it was rare to see so many beautiful girls gathered in one place.

"Kushida, Kushida, Kushida! Go, go, go, go!" Ike Kanji cheered as if he had lost his mind.

After Kushida Kikyo received a ball on the court, she didn't forget to turn back and smile at the crowd, a smile that instantly captivated a large group of boys.

"Wow, so cute~"

"Ah... Mom, I think I'm in love," one boy said, clutching his chest.

Ike Kanji kept shaking Yamauchi's shoulder, pointing at Kushida on the court. "Did you see that? Kushida smiled at me!"

"Uh..."

Before Yamauchi could speak, Sudo cut in directly.

"What do you mean she smiled at you? It was clearly at me. She must have taken a liking to my basketball skills."

Sudo crossed his arms, his mouth curling into a perfectly timed smirk. He didn't forget to flex his biceps to show off his physical strength.

"Tch, as if," Ike Kanji said, pouting in defiance. "Kushida wouldn't like those big, ugly muscles."

"Kanji, you jerk, you're the one who's pathetic."

Yamauchi tried to interject and brag a few times, but he couldn't get a word in, which made him very angry.

Our "King of the Dark Room" was about to lose his temper, and the consequences would be dire.

Just then, Shinohara, wearing a tennis outfit, slapped Sudo hard on the back. "Hey, Sudo!"

Having been slapped so inexplicably, Sudo was annoyed. He turned around and saw that it was Shinohara.

Sudo still had some restraint when it came to girls, so he said impatiently, "What is it? What do you want?"

Shinohara put her hands on her hips, looking furious.

"What do I want? Don't you know what you've done? The secret key has been leaked because of you, hasn't it?!"

Shinohara's tone was extremely angry, immediately attracting the attention of the onlookers, Etsuka included.

Horikita Suzune wanted to watch, but hindered by the people around her, she could only observe Etsuka while quietly standing on her tiptoes, craning her neck to look inside.

Seeing the crowd closing in, Sudo was already feeling miserable being accused by Shinohara in public. Furthermore, he hadn't leaked the secret key at all, so he became furious in an instant.

Sudo's face turned beet red. He pointed at Shinohara, spittle flying from his mouth.

"Shinohara! What are you trying to say? When did I leak the secret key?! I've kept my mouth shut the whole time!"

At this moment, the girls from Class D also rushed over.

Sato Maya saw Sudo pointing at her good friend Shinohara. She rushed forward, swatted Sudo's hand away, and stood in front of Shinohara.

"Sudo, what are you doing! Can't you talk properly? You want to hit someone now?!"

"Hit someone? When did I ever hit anyone!" Sudo's pupils dilated in disbelief; he was practically exploding with rage.

Holy crap, this person's offensive power is something else, slapping a huge label on me right out of the gate. Horikita Etsuka couldn't help but retort internally.

Sudo's chest heaved violently, as if he were about to throw a punch at any second.

At this moment, Hirata finally rushed over, pushing his way through the crowd and shouting loudly:

"Calm down, everyone just calm down!"

As he shouted, he used his body to wedge himself between Sudo and Shinohara's group. He was genuinely terrified; he was afraid Sudo would strike again, especially since he had seen Sudo fight before.

"Hirata..." Seeing who had arrived, Sudo forced his inner rage down. He pointed at Shinohara and said, "This person is framing me! Saying I leaked the Class Key!"

"How am I framing you? It's obvious you leaked it and now you won't even admit it!!" Shinohara had never suffered such grievances before; she immediately fired back.

"I'm gonna..."

"Calm down, everyone just calm down!!" Hirata suddenly roared.

The students from Class D in the surrounding area instantly fell silent.

It wasn't that they were particularly obedient to Hirata, but rather that they had never seen him look like this before...

Unlike the lively scene on the playground, the atmosphere in the art class was like heaven.

Elegant music played, and everyone was chatting with the classmates they had just met.

Among them, a little silver-haired girl looked a bit different.

Sakayanagi Arisu gazed at the empty seat beside her, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Has he been in the bathroom for that long?"

From the start until now, nearly 40 minutes had passed. Spending nearly 40 minutes in the bathroom! Who would believe such a thing?

"Could it be that he doesn't dare to face me in a challenge anymore..." A hint of matter-of-factness flickered in Sakayanagi's eyes.

No matter what kind of enemy faced her, they would always flee in terror.

She craved a strong opponent, yet she hadn't expected him to be nothing more than a paper tiger.

sp: It feels like I've got a little bit of inspiration, time to seize the moment and go, go, go!

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