Ryuen

Emotional Outburst Syndrome, a condition extremely rare worldwide, is perhaps less of a disease and more of an ability.

It triggers when a certain mental switch is flipped, causing a surge of adrenaline that leads to a dramatic, short-term increase in physical and cognitive capabilities.

It is a gifted blessing, yet also an uncontrollable congenital disorder; for Sawahara, it is a painful treasure.

The next day, classes officially began. Because Sawahara had essentially leaked the answers during the Q&A session in class previously, no one was foolish enough to be late under these circumstances, and they performed quite diligently during the lesson. However, it was highly doubtful how long this situation could be maintained.

So far, everything was still normal. According to Sawahara's plan, in about another week, he would be able to quietly integrate the class and gain complete control over these chess pieces.

However, the change came faster than expected. Just before the afternoon class, Ryuen walked up to the podium and issued his "King's Declaration."

"Listen up, you lot. From now on, you will do as I say. Hand over half of your points, and I will give you guys a chance to rise to Class A."

"Huh? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Why should we listen to you?"

No one agreed to Ryuen's arrogant demand for half their points. Furthermore, his aggressive attitude from yesterday had already annoyed many in the class, and hearing such words today only deepened their resentment. As for the so-called chance to rise to Class A, such an ethereal promise was hard to believe.

"Why? Because of this." Watching the guy who stood up to question him, Ryuen sneered and threw a punch without hesitation.

The boy in the front row, completely caught off guard, collapsed directly, crashing into the desk in the row behind him.

"Bastard, what do you think you're doing!"

"Don't you want next month's points!"

"Stop it!"

The class never expected Ryuen to resort to violence so directly, especially when everyone knew that doing so would result in a reduction of next month's points.

"Ha, points? If you want points so badly, why don't you just submit?" Ryuen said with a cold laugh, completely indifferent to the accusations of these idiots in the class.

"Who would submit to you!" The buzz-cut guy who had a conflict with Ryuen yesterday stood up from his seat and rushed forward to throw a punch at him.

"Not bad. If you guys just submitted like that, it would be boring... But, just you?" Ryuen dodged the punch without panic and then began to fight the buzz-cut guy.

The outcome was decided quickly; Ryuen's fighting experience was clearly much richer, and his moves were far more underhanded.

A sneak attack to the lower body immediately caused the buzz-cut guy to lose his ability to resist.

"Who's next? You?" Ryuen provoked the black student sitting in front of Sawahara.

"That's enough." Sawahara spoke up to stop Ryuen from continuing.

"What, you want to try too?" Ryuen squinted at Sawahara, completely unmoved.

"Class starts in three minutes. Clean up and go back to your seats." Sawahara ignored Ryuen's challenge and simply told the class to prepare for the lesson.

"If you want to fight, there are plenty of places in the school without surveillance. If you want to fight, do it after class."

Sawahara had discovered earlier that the school had deliberately left several blind spots in surveillance, such as the area between the small woods and the school lake, and the third floor of the special building also lacked cameras.

As for why he said they were deliberately left... the fact that the fourth and second floors had cameras spoke volumes.

"Hoh." Ryuen raised an eyebrow, gaining a new understanding of Sawahara. It seemed the other party wasn't some rigid, straight-laced person...

"Since that's the case... then we'll continue after class. I'll take on anyone who isn't convinced." Ryuen walked down from the podium, deliberately passing by Sawahara, and then...

Bang—Ryuen's sneak-attack punch was caught in Sawahara's hand, unable to move.

"I don't like violence," Sawahara said calmly to the excited Ryuen, "but that doesn't mean you have the ability or the qualification to use violence against me."

"Heh, is that so? Whether I have the qualification or not isn't for you to decide." Ryuen didn't care at all. So what if he couldn't beat him? It wasn't as if he hadn't encountered people he couldn't beat before, and in the end, he was always the one who won.

Retracting his fist, Ryuen returned to his seat. Along the way, all the students nearby watched him nervously; after all, not everyone could block his sneak attack, though Ryuen hadn't been interested in doing so to them anyway—the previous move was just to test Sawahara.

"Sawahara-kun, is this really okay?" Shiina, sitting next to him, looked worriedly at Ryuen in the back of the classroom.

"The integration of a class was never going to be easy; there will always be some growing pains." Sawahara himself did not oppose Ryuen's approach. Violence was indeed the fastest way to integrate, and every step ahead was a huge advantage in the upcoming class competition. However, this method, which carried significant hidden dangers, was not his first choice.

"But there must be other ways... And Sawahara-kun, didn't you intend to integrate the class yesterday?" Shiina looked at Sawahara with some confusion. The reason he stood up yesterday was also to aim for the leadership position, right?

"People's thinking patterns are always influenced by their habits." Ryuen's background dictated his way of acting. As for the matter of integrating the class, the seeds had already been sown, and with this incident, it wouldn't take long for them to sprout.

Because of what happened earlier, the effect of this class was not very good. If the teacher were to give a pop quiz, it was estimated that only two or three people would pass.

For the few smart people in the class, it wasn't hard to see, just like Shiina, that both Ryuen and Sawahara intended to integrate the class, only their methods were different.

"Does Sawahara-kun have any plans for what's next?" After class, a student wearing glasses approached Sawahara.

"There's no need to do anything for now. It will be enough to convince Ryuen-kun later." Sawahara shook his head. It wasn't time to act yet, but he knew the other party had mainly come to express his stance.

"Kaneda-kun, if there's a chance later, help organize a study group for the class."

Because of the awkwardness yesterday, Sawahara had specifically checked the seating chart after arriving in class today to memorize the students' names.

"Will there be an assessment on academics later? I suppose so." Kaneda reacted quickly upon hearing Sawahara's words; after all, this was a school. At the same time, he felt a bit shocked in his heart. Not only had he seen through the first exam, but he had already started preparing for the next one?

"But there's no need to be in such a hurry." Sawahara smiled. "The school shouldn't embed one exam within another. Academic assessments won't start until next month at the earliest."

"I see. I understand." Kaneda nodded after a moment of silence. If he had felt any resentment before, his heart was now filled with a sense of powerlessness.

While the rest of the class was still trembling over the first exam, someone was already looking much further ahead. He had originally thought there wasn't much of a gap between them, but reality was telling him just how ridiculous that thought was.

After school, Ryuen went straight to find the burly black student in the class. This was a major obstacle in his process of ruling the class; the gap in innate physical talent was hard to bridge, even with a difference in experience.

On the first day, Ryuen lost, yet things were far from over; Ryuen's greatest strength had never been mere violence.

"It doesn't matter how many times you beat me, I'll just keep getting back up, and the one who wins in the end will definitely be me."

Ryuen left behind those very words.

Then, on the second day, when Ryuen arrived in class, he had quite a few bruises and scrapes on his body. Many people in the class who were unhappy with him couldn't help but jeer, yet Ryuen didn't seem to care much. At noon, Ryuen sought out Yamada again and lost once more; in the afternoon, Ryuen launched a sneak attack on Yamada, only to fail again.

On the third day, Ryuen sought out Yamada once more, and terrified by Ryuen's terrifying willpower, he ultimately chose to submit.

When Yamada and the buzz-cut Ishizaki stood to the left and right behind Ryuen as they appeared in the classroom, everyone in the class was incredibly shocked. As for those who had jeered earlier, they were filled with terror, worried that they would be targeted by Ryuen next.

"Is there anyone else who wants to resist me?" Ryuen sneered as he looked at the students below the podium, and most of them simply lowered their heads.

Of course, not everyone lacked courage.

"Who's afraid of you!" A girl with blue hair stood up and looked at Ryuen without a hint of fear, her eyes filled with disgust. If he remembered correctly, that girl's name was Ibuki Mio.

"Heh, not bad, but we'll deal with you later." Ryuen raised an eyebrow; she was just a girl, after all. More importantly, "What do you intend to do, Sawahara?"

"After school," Sawahara replied calmly, his expression indifferent.

"Good."