The Relaxed Vibe of Class D

"Hey, Sotomura. How is the program I asked you to write coming along?"

Ayanokoji asked.

"Oh, almost there, almost there. Ayanokoji, can this thing really make..."

"Yes, I guarantee it."

Sotomura looked at Ayanokoji with a blissful gaze, signaling that from this day forward, he was his best brother.

"Hey, Kagami. What's going on with you and Nene? I just feel like the way Nene looks at you after coming back isn't quite right."

Kushida approached and struck up a conversation after seeing Nagami and his group return.

"Nene? We're just friends."

"Oh, just friends. That's a relief."

Kushida covered her chest, calming her nerves.

"She confessed to me once, and I rejected her."

"Confessed... she confessed!"

Alarm bells rang in Kushida's heart, and her face turned pale. Forcing down her inner panic, she managed to squeeze out a smile.

"And, did anything happen? Why did you reject her?" she asked in rapid succession.

"Nothing happened. I just didn't feel that spark."

Nagami shrugged. Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Kushida's heart, but she immediately began to worry again.

"Ah, I know your type. You start by saying 'let's be friends' to give them hope, then step by step you control the girl's thoughts, playing around in the name of friendship, and finally, when you're bored, you kick them to the curb without taking any responsibility. Am I right!"

"Your imagination is quite rich, little Kikyo."

Nagami spread his hands helplessly.

"Can't it just be pure friendship?"

Nagami felt like he had said this somewhere before, but he couldn't recall it for the moment.

"Then what kind of girl would make your heart flutter?"

Kushida asked as if it were casual, and Nagami scratched his head in thought.

"Hmm... probably someone kind, gentle, and very attentive."

Kushida's heart rate spiked suddenly. Was Nagami hinting at her? Could he be making a direct move on her!

But she wanted to confirm it more thoroughly, so she pretended to be joking.

"Then if a girl like that confessed to you, you definitely wouldn't reject her, right?"

"Theoretically, yes."

Nagami smiled.

At this moment, Kushida gathered her courage and looked straight into Nagami's eyes.

"Then--what if--that person--is right in front of you?"

Nagami froze for a moment, looking at Kushida's flushed face and nervous expression.

He understood in an instant, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I would reject her. One of the things I, Nagami, love most is saying 'NO' to girls who think they're very cute."

Upon hearing this, Kushida didn't know whether to be angry or dejected by Nagami's strange way of rejecting her. It felt like a rejection, yet also like a playful tease. Her facial expression hovered between laughter and tears.

"Hey~ Kagami, so what is our relationship now?"

Kushida asked a classic suicidal question; whenever this happens, it either leads to a closer relationship or total heartbreak.

Nagami suppressed the urge to be mischievous and answered seriously.

"I can be your male bestie."

That was what he thought in his head, but what came out was: "I see you as my best friend."

"Tch, the worst!"

Kushida didn't get the answer she expected and began to stomp off toward the girls' tent in a fit of pique.

Nagami sighed and continued to brainstorm beef dishes in his head.

No one noticed a dark shadow hiding in a dim corner, glaring viciously at Nagami.

Night fell~

Bursts of noise came from the tents from time to time!

King's Game

"The King, who is the King?"

Everyone opened the playing cards in their hands.

"Why was I dragged into this game?"

Ayanokoji looked at Sudo with a puzzled expression.

"Please, Ayanokoji, without you, many of the girls don't want to participate; there's no atmosphere at all."

"Oh, I see. I feel a bit redundant."

"I am the King."

Ike looked at the cards in his hand and said excitedly.

"Number 3 and Number 5, give each other a hug."

"I'm Number 5." "I'm Number 3."

Ayanokoji and Karuizawa glanced at each other.

Karuizawa's face turned red to the tips of her ears instantly, shy to the extreme.

"Hug, hug..."

Everyone started to jeer, and the two of them, forced by the situation, reluctantly bumped into each other.

"Oh, what are you guys playing? Looks like fun, count me in."

After Nagami entered the tent, he felt it must be interesting seeing the lively atmosphere.

"Welcome!"

Nene took the lead, and many girls echoed her sentiment.

"Tch."

The Three Idiots made the same sound in unison, as Nagami had become the public enemy of the boys due to his popularity with the opposite sex; they didn't mind their brothers doing well, but they hated it when their brothers did too well.

Watching their brother surrounded by girls was more painful than being killed.

Horikita was eating snacks and reading a book on the side, and seeing Nagami join, she also indicated she would participate.

"King, who is the King?"

Sato got the King card.

"Number 7, state how many times you've been in a relationship."

"I am Number 7."

Nagami signaled, and everyone's eyes turned toward him.

"Zero, my first love is still here!"

"Eh~" Everyone booed, indicating they didn't believe him.

"It's true, whether in middle school or junior high, I rejected every confession I received."

"Why did you reject them?"

Nene asked.

"The reason is long, I can't finish it in a short time. We can't stop the game, can we?"

Nagami explained.

"King, who is the King?"

Sudo got the King card.

"Number 9, state your ideal type."

"I like a mature and steady man, someone like the third-year Student Council President."

Horikita said with a blank expression.

A total brother-complex! Everyone thought to themselves.

"King, who is the King?"

Horikita got the King card.

"Number 8, state your opinion on this class."

"What a sharp question!"

Everyone exclaimed.

It was Nagami who answered this question again.

"Class D is a united, friendly, and upward-striving collective. All the students work together, showing a good learning atmosphere and team spirit. This is a vibrant class where everyone is working hard to show the best version of themselves in their own fields."

Nagami said a lot, yet it felt like he hadn't said anything at all.

"King, who is the King?"

A new round of the game began again.

"Number 4, feed a piece of food to one of the opposite sex present."

The one who drew the King card this time was Yamauchi.

Horikita flipped over her card to take a look; it was exactly number 4.

She scanned her surroundings, and the boys were all watching him with expectant gazes. Finally, his line of sight landed on Ayanokoji, who was slightly taken aback.

"Be grateful."

Horikita walked over to Ayanokoji holding a cookie, and a chorus of whistles and cheers erupted from those around them.

As she spoke, she held the cookie out to Ayanokoji's lips. Ayanokoji hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth to take a small bite.

The red-haired ape felt his heart shatter into pieces upon seeing this scene; he had hoped to use this opportunity to get closer to Horikita, but he hadn't expected to end up feeling even worse himself.

"King, who is the King?"

The game continued...

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