Round Table Conference?! King Arthur Akiyama Shin! Rebel Ryuen Kakeru's Actions?!

On the other side, the ordinary tranquility of the campus park was shattered by a dramatic wail.

"Why... why won't you let this Observer participate in King Arthur's Round Table Conference! Why, why!"

Morishita Ran rolled around on the bench, her dark blue hair with purple gradients becoming somewhat disheveled. She waved her arms like a child deprived of a beloved toy, drawing side-glances from several couples strolling or dating nearby.

"What's wrong with that girl over there?"

"King Arthur? Round Table Conference? Is this some kind of cosplay?"

"Isn't that Morishita from Class B...? I heard she's a bit..."

A boy pointed to his own head and whispered to his companion.

"But she's actually kind of cute..."

His companion looked at Morishita Ran's adorable, dazed expression and her spirited shouting, unable to help but laugh.

Kamuro Masumi stood to the side, her purple hair reaching her waist fluttering gently in the breeze.

Her beautiful, spirited face was currently etched with helplessness and the embarrassment of someone who didn't know this person.

The surrounding gazes made her cheeks feel hot; she was so awkward she could have dug a dream Barbie castle into the ground with her toes, while she complained frantically in her mind.

Which parallel world did this person learn her language system from? Is she even human?

And... how did that guy Akiyama Shin's title upgrade from Special Grade to King Arthur again?

And that Round Table Conference...

"Why don't you just call it a UN Security Council meeting?!"

Kamuro Masumi finally couldn't hold it back, lowering her voice to growl at the still-rolling Morishita Ran, trying to pull her back from her overly detached fantasies.

(Note: No real-world implications)

She took a deep breath, struggling to restore her usual calm, and analyzed the situation.

"We are currently a neutral faction; there is absolutely no reason for us to participate in the Joint Study Group between Class D and Class B."

"Besides, we don't usually participate much in class affairs. If we suddenly become so enthusiastic about helping Class D, do you want the Katsuragi Faction to suspect we've already defected to Sakayanagi, or do you want the Sakayanagi Faction to wonder if we have private connections with Class D?"

Upon hearing this, Morishita Ran stopped rolling and sat on the bench, tilting her head with her finger on her chin, a look of serious contemplation on her face. Her chuunibyou aura began to recede slightly, and a glimmer of the clarity belonging to an original Class A elite flashed in her eyes.

"Hmm... Third-Class Private Kamuro makes sense..."

She muttered softly.

"If the Observer steps into the center of the stage rashly, it will indeed disrupt the script... and might even lead to an unnecessary plot-induced death!"

She thought for a moment, finally seeming to grasp the key point, and nodded vigorously. She stood up with her hands on her hips, returning to her energetic self.

"Understood! Infiltration is also an important mission!"

"This Observer will remain on standby for now! I shall gather more intelligence on the world lines for King Arthur from the shadows!"

Kamuro Masumi watched the quickly self-regulating Morishita Ran and sighed helplessly. Just as she was about to say that thinking this way was correct, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a few figures passing by the edge of the park.

Her pupils constricted, and her internal alarm bells rang instantly.

It was Ryuen Kakeru from Class C!

Ryuen Kakeru's red, shoulder-length hair was quite conspicuous in the crowd. He was handsome, but a lingering, inescapable ferocity and malice hung between his brows.

He was like a venomous snake ready to strike at any moment.

At this moment, he was leading two people, heading purposefully in the direction of the school library.

Walking beside him was Ishizaki Daichi, who was tall and sturdy with a somewhat honest-looking face.

The other was Yamada Albert, a muscular black man wearing sunglasses and standing 190cm tall.

As a spy who had been recruited by Akiyama Shin at the start and had been wandering between classes to pass on information, Kamuro Masumi knew Ryuen Kakeru's style all too well.

This man had forcibly ruled the chaotic Class C through violence and a will as unyielding as a venomous snake.

In the eyes of all the class leaders, he was an extremely dangerous and unpredictable figure.

At this time...

And heading straight to the library with his subordinates...

An ominous premonition rose instantly in Kamuro Masumi's heart.

Could it be that they were going to cause trouble?

And were they targeting the Joint Study Group?

Almost subconsciously, she quickly pulled out her phone, her fingertips sliding rapidly across the screen to send a message to Akiyama Shin, who was currently at the study session.

[Kamuro Masumi:] Akiyama! Ryuen from Class C is heading to the library with Ishizaki and Albert! Purpose unknown! Proceed with caution!

Morishita Ran, who was on the side, also noticed the three figures. She shrank her neck and whispered nervously into Kamuro Masumi's ear.

"It... it's the leader of the Rebel Army!"

"King Arthur is currently holding a Round Table Conference in the library! We... we need to help!"

Kamuro Masumi grabbed the eager Morishita Ran and said in a low voice.

"Don't be in a rush! I've already passed the information along!"

"What we do next... we'll leave to Akiyama to judge. If we show up rashly, we'll only cause trouble."

Her gaze remained fixed on the retreating backs of Ryuen Kakeru and his group, her eyes sharp.

On the other side, inside the library.

Akiyama Shin looked at the textbook spread out before him, but his mind was clearly not entirely on his studies.

He keenly sensed the subtle flow of the atmosphere within the library: the diligent tutoring by Class B students, the distraction of certain Class D members like Yamauchi and Ike, the focused yet contemplative profile of Horikita Suzune, and... that seemingly ordinary Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, who had always felt slightly out of place to him.

His terminal vibrated slightly in his pocket.

Akiyama Shin's expression remained unchanged as he naturally pulled out the terminal to unlock the screen, where a concise and clear message from Kamuro Masumi appeared before his eyes.

[Kamuro Masumi]: Akiyama! Ryuen from Class C is heading to the library with Ishizaki and Albert! Their objective is unknown! Be careful!

Akiyama Shin's brows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Ryuen Kakeru?

Appearing on the path to the library at this hour?

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping past Sakayanagi Arisu, who sat elegantly directly in front of him.

The tyrant of Class C...

Is he finally going to make his official debut?

Far from feeling nervous, a sense of curiosity and anticipation rose within Akiyama Shin. He was very curious to see what method this viper, who ruled his class through violence, would choose to stir up this seemingly calm lake.

He tapped his fingertip to send a simple "received" back to Kamuro Masumi, then tucked the terminal back into his pocket.

He cast his gaze toward the library entrance, and deep within his calm eyes, scrutiny and vigilance had already begun to coalesce.

Hello, Ryuen Kakeru.

Elsewhere, the ordinary tranquility of the campus park was shattered by a dramatic howl.

"Why... why won't you let this Observer participate in King Arthur's Round Table Conference! Why, why!"

Morishita Ran rolled around on the bench, her dark blue-to-purple gradient hair becoming somewhat disheveled. She waved her arms like a child deprived of a favorite toy, drawing glances from several pairs of students strolling or on dates nearby.

"What's wrong with that girl over there?"

"King Arthur? Round Table Conference? Is she playing some kind of cosplay?"

"Isn't that Morishita from Class B...? I heard she's a bit..."

A boy pointed to his own head before whispering to his companion.

"But she's actually kind of cute..."

His companion looked at Morishita Ran's cute, dazed appearance and her full-throated shouting, unable to help but laugh.

Kamuro Masumi stood to the side, her waist-length purple hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

Her beautiful, spirited face was currently filled with helplessness and the embarrassment of someone who didn't know this person.

The surrounding gazes made her cheeks feel hot; she was so awkward she could have dug a dream Barbie castle into the ground with her toes, and she was frantically complaining in her heart.

Which parallel world did this person learn her language system from? Is she even human anymore?

And... how did Akiyama's title upgrade from "Special Grade" to "King Arthur"?

And that Round Table Conference...

"Why don't you just say it's a UN Security Council meeting?!"

Kamuro Masumi finally couldn't help it, lowering her voice to growl at the still-rolling Morishita Ran, trying to pull her back from her overly detached fantasies.

(Note: No real-world implications)

She took a deep breath, trying to restore her usual calm, and analyzed the situation.

"We are currently a neutral faction; there is no reason for us to participate in the Joint Study Group between Class D and Class B."

"Besides, we don't usually participate much in class affairs. If we suddenly become so enthusiastic about helping Class D, do you want the Katsuragi Faction to suspect we've defected to Sakayanagi, or do you want the Sakayanagi Faction to wonder if we have private ties to Class D?"

Upon hearing this, Morishita Ran stopped rolling and sat on the bench, tilting her head with her finger on her chin, a look of serious contemplation on her face. Her chuunibyou aura began to recede slightly, and a flash of clarity belonging to an elite from the original Class A flickered in her eyes.

"Hmm... Private Kamuro makes a valid point..."

She muttered to herself.

"An Observer rashly stepping into the center of the stage would indeed disrupt the script... and might even lead to an unnecessary plot-death!"

After thinking it over, she seemed to grasp the key point and nodded vigorously. She stood up with her hands on her hips, returning to her energetic self.

"Understood! Infiltration is also an important mission!"

"This Observer will remain stationary for now! I shall gather more intelligence on the world-line for King Arthur from the shadows!"

Kamuro Masumi watched the rapidly self-adjusting Morishita Ran and sighed helplessly. Just as she was about to say that thinking that way was correct, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a few figures passing by the edge of the park.

Her pupils constricted, and alarm bells rang in her mind instantly.

It was Ryuen Kakeru from Class C!

Ryuen Kakeru's shoulder-length red hair was quite conspicuous in the crowd. He was handsome, but a lingering sense of ferocity and malice haunted his brows.

He was like a venomous snake ready to strike at any moment.

At this moment, he was leading two people, heading purposefully toward the school library.

Walking beside him was Ishizaki Daichi, who had a tall, sturdy build and a somewhat simple-minded appearance.

The other was Yamada Albert, a 190cm-tall, robust Black man wearing sunglasses.

As a spy who had been recruited by Akiyama Shin at the very beginning and had been moving between classes to relay information, Kamuro Masumi knew Ryuen Kakeru's style all too well.

This man had forcibly ruled the chaotic Class C through violence and a will as unyielding as a viper.

In the eyes of all the class leaders, he was an extremely dangerous and unpredictable figure.

At this time...

And heading straight to the library with his subordinates...

A foreboding premonition instantly rose in Kamuro Masumi's heart.

Could he be looking for trouble?

And was he targeting the Joint Study Group?

Almost subconsciously, she quickly pulled out her phone, her fingertips sliding rapidly across the screen to send a message to Akiyama Shin, who was currently attending the study session.

[Kamuro Masumi:] Akiyama! Ryuen from Class C is heading to the library with Ishizaki and Albert! Purpose unknown! Be careful!

Nearby, Morishita Ran also noticed the three figures. She shrank her neck and whispered nervously into Kamuro Masumi's ear.

"It... it's the leader of the Rebel Army!"

"King Arthur is currently holding a Round Table Conference in the library! We... we need to help!"

Kamuro Masumi grabbed Morishita Ran, who was eager to jump into action, and whispered.

"Don't rush! I've already passed on the intelligence!"

"How we proceed... will be left to Akiyama to decide. If we appear rashly, we'll only cause more trouble."

Her gaze followed the retreating backs of Ryuen Kakeru and his group, her eyes sharp.

On the other side, inside the library.

Akiyama Shin looked at the open textbook in front of him, but his mind was clearly not entirely on the books.

He keenly sensed the subtle flow of the atmosphere in the library: the earnest tutoring by the Class B students, the distraction of some Class D students like Ike and Yamauchi, the side profile of Horikita Suzune as she focused in thought, and... Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, who seemed ordinary but had always felt slightly out of place to him.

His terminal vibrated slightly in his pocket.

Akiyama Shin's expression remained unchanged as he naturally took out the terminal and unlocked the screen. The message from Kamuro Masumi appeared clearly before his eyes.

[Kamuro Masumi]: Akiyama! Ryuen from Class C is heading to the library with Ishizaki and Albert! Purpose unknown! Be careful!

Akiyama Shin's brows twitched imperceptibly.

Ryuen Kakeru?

Appearing on the path to the library at this time?

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Sakayanagi Arisu, who was sitting elegantly right in front of him.

The tyrant of Class C...

Is he finally going to make his official entrance?

Instead of feeling nervous, a trace of curiosity and anticipation rose in Akiyama Shin's heart. He was very curious to see how this viper, who ruled his class through violence, would choose to stir these seemingly calm waters.

He tapped his fingertip to reply with a simple "received" to Kamuro Masumi, then put the terminal back into his pocket.

He cast his gaze toward the library entrance, and deep within his calm eyes, scrutiny and vigilance had already gathered.

Hello, Ryuen Kakeru.