Classroom of the Elite, I Only Want Your Rewards

The answer might be quite simple.

Suzuki Toru may have boasted about his one million Private Points to Horikita Manabu, or perhaps he told him about the situation at the time.

"Heh, so even Horikita-senpai can misjudge someone," Nagumo Miyabi chuckled. "Let me be the one to break this scam; it's time to make this guy face reality."

"Are you planning to turn his own trap against him?" Tonegawa Sosuke understood the class leader's intentions well.

"Why not?"

Nagumo Miyabi's gaze landed on a certain clause in the contract, and he smiled with amusement: "He dug a hole for others, but it seems he forgot he dug one for himself as well."

The fact that a breach of contract required triple the amount in damages caught his attention.

Tonegawa Sosuke hesitated to speak, while Mizowaki Suito said somewhat tactfully: "It would be better if we didn't get personally involved; we aren't sure what the school's stance will be yet."

"Don't worry, I just want to play with him, and incidentally, shatter Horikita-senpai's illusions about him." Nagumo Miyabi's voice was cold; he hadn't forgotten that Suzuki Toru had extorted one million Private Points from him.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Seeing this, Mizowaki Suito had no choice but to swallow his words; although they were advisors, they couldn't stop Nagumo Miyabi once he had his mind set on something.

"I won't use the class's funds, it's only four million Private Points after all." Nagumo Miyabi paused for a moment, a sharp glint in his eyes: "In exchange, I want Suzuki to be my dog!"

And so, under the gaze of his two henchmen, he stood up gracefully and walked toward the Student Council office.

However, Nagumo Miyabi seemed to have overlooked one thing.

If Suzuki Toru had intended to set a trap, he would never have let him see the contents of the contract.

An hour later, Nagumo Miyabi realized that this freshman was actually targeting him.

Chapter 53: Hand Over the Gold!

When Nagumo Miyabi pushed open the doors to the Student Council, he happened to see Suzuki Toru and Horikita Manabu both there, and he couldn't help but reveal a brilliant smile.

"I was originally looking for Horikita-senpai, but I didn't expect you to be here too, Suzuki. That saves me the trouble."

Horikita Manabu watched as he sat on the sofa usually reserved for guests, crossing his legs with a hint of flippancy, his gaze subconsciously flickering toward Suzuki Toru at his side.

"Suzuki is familiarizing himself with the work. What do you want with me?"

Nagumo Miyabi glanced at Suzuki Toru; the guy was holding club materials, likely reviewing some activity applications.

"I heard Horikita-senpai has been selling badges recently, worth four million Private Points. Could you let me see one too?"

"Sorry, this isn't something I can just show anyone." Horikita Manabu refused: "If that is all you came for, then please leave."

Upon hearing this, Nagumo Miyabi let out a cold snort, feeling a trace of disappointment in Horikita Manabu, and for once, he felt a spark of genuine anger.

As a rival he held in high regard, he was actually being hoodwinked by a freshman.

But it didn't matter; he would soon expose Suzuki Toru's scam and make Horikita Manabu realize that his judgment was absolutely abysmal!

"Are you going to turn away guests as well?" Nagumo Miyabi's tone was indifferent: "Someone in our class is very interested in your transaction. If nothing goes wrong, we will be Class A for the next two years, and our Private Points will only keep increasing, so we might as well trade for some cash early."

Anyone with ears could tell he was lying through his teeth.

However, if one wanted to continue trading with the second-years, they couldn't bypass Nagumo Miyabi, as he was the leader of the second-year cohort.

Once everyone saw that even the boss was willing to trade, they would have no more reservations.

Therefore, based on this, Suzuki Toru couldn't refuse him, otherwise, it would seem suspicious.

But he couldn't answer Nagumo Miyabi immediately either, as that would only make Nagumo Miyabi feel that something was off.

"I suppose I can, but our transactions are based entirely on voluntary principles. If anything happens, everyone bears their own responsibility." Suzuki Toru paused: "Even if it leads to expulsion, it's the same."

Nagumo Miyabi smiled playfully: "To be honest, Suzuki, you are truly bold."

"Senpai, I'll be honest too; I don't want to make this trade with you." Suzuki Toru's expression was serious.

The corners of Nagumo Miyabi's mouth rose involuntarily; in his view, Suzuki Toru must have sensed his intentions and was trying to escape reality.

"But you have no choice but to trade with me. You should know the consequences of refusing me very well."

Just as Suzuki Toru had threatened him back then, now it was his turn to threaten Suzuki Toru severely.

As long as he spread the word, the entire school would know that Suzuki Toru was a fraud.

Suzuki Toru couldn't afford to pay that price.

Heh, a guy who played petty tricks on a contract—Nagumo Miyabi felt he had already gotten a grip on Suzuki Toru.

"Private Point transfers take up to 12 hours." Suzuki Toru seemed to be making a final, desperate struggle.

Nagumo Miyabi replied with composure: "I can transfer the points at any time; you don't have to worry about that at all. In fact, you know my financial strength very well, don't you?"

At this point, there should be no reason to oppose Nagumo Miyabi.

Suzuki Toru could only remain silent.

And so, Nagumo Miyabi looked at Horikita Manabu, who was frowning deeply, seemingly having realized something as well.

"Horikita-senpai, do you think I should make this trade?"

Horikita Manabu's expression was very stern as he said in a low voice: "If Suzuki is unwilling, the transaction cannot proceed."

To think that even at this stage, he was still protecting this freshman—Nagumo Miyabi was extremely dissatisfied.

"Suzuki, give me an answer. Are we doing this or not?"

Nagumo Miyabi's gaze was malicious, as if he were saying that he had already decided Suzuki Toru's fate today, and he shouldn't even think about trying to escape.

Under his pressure, Suzuki Toru showed hesitation, sighing deeply: "Since you insist, senior, another deal is fine, but I hope you won't go back on your word later."

Nagumo Miyabi sneered: "I should be the one hoping you don't welch on the debt."

With that, Suzuki Toru took out the contracts.

"Senior, sign this one with the Student Council President, and then I will sign this one with you."

As the words fell, Nagumo Miyabi suddenly reached out and pressed his hand onto one of the contracts, looking at Suzuki Toru with a mocking smile.

"Don't be in such a rush. I think the terms of the contract could use some revisions."

Hearing this, Suzuki Toru's expression shifted, turning increasingly unsightly.

After a moment, Suzuki Toru gritted his teeth and asked with forced resignation: "What do you want to change, senior?"

Nagumo Miyabi savored the look on his face before speaking slowly: "Naturally, I want to change the second clause. Whenever the second party requires it, the first party must pay cash within the time specified by the second party. Suzuki, what do you think?"

Just as he had anticipated, Suzuki Toru's expression stiffened completely.

"Senior, can't you stop while you're ahead?"

His tone, which sounded like a plea, only made Nagumo Miyabi's smile grow wider.

"Heh, you don't need to worry about being unable to do it. As your senior, I naturally have to be considerate of a junior's difficulties." Nagumo Miyabi chuckled. "As long as you pay a few Private Points, the school should handle the cash transfer for you. I can even pay it for you—feel free to thank me."

Although the school prohibited students from contacting the outside world, it tacitly allowed them to use Private Points to purchase certain privileges.

Spending a few Private Points to have the school facilitate a transfer wasn't exactly difficult.

After all, without rules, how could there be privileges that transcended them?

The very meaning of a privilege existed for those like them who possessed strength beyond the average person.

The only risky part of this behavior was the transaction itself.

However, as long as no one expressed dissatisfaction to the school, the school would likely turn a blind eye.

Otherwise, the school would have stepped in long ago to stop Koenji Rokusuke from contacting upperclassmen in private.

Most importantly, Nagumo Miyabi was now certain that Suzuki Toru lacked the ability to pay; otherwise, he wouldn't have been playing games with the contract.

This was exactly the point Nagumo Miyabi intended to leverage.

"Suzuki, you wouldn't want everyone to know what you've done, would you?"

By tricking an upperclassman into signing a problematic contract, Suzuki Toru would have no choice but to swallow his pride and accept it if he didn't want his reputation ruined.

Sure enough, Suzuki Toru sighed deeply.

"If you want to change it, then change it."

Nagumo Miyabi revealed a smile; soon enough, he would have him acting like a obedient dog.

Thinking of this, he drafted a new contract, replaced the original second clause, and signed his name with a flourish.

Seeing this, Suzuki Toru could only sign his name with a look of sorrow.

"Heh, you're quite sensible." After signing the contract with Horikita Manabu, Nagumo Miyabi looked lazily at Suzuki Toru. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, but from now on, you will pledge your loyalty to me until you die."

"Pledge my loyalty until I die?" Suzuki Toru blinked.

Nagumo Miyabi frowned and said coldly: "If you can't pay, it counts as a breach of contract, and I have the right to claim damages. I don't want yen; I want ten million Private Points. If you can't do that, you'll just have to be my dog."

Suzuki Toru's face was full of oddity; this guy was also very good at playing tricks.

Because the contract stated compensation of equivalent value, Nagumo Miyabi had used the official exchange rate to turn the original two million yen into ten million Private Points.

His plan was well-calculated, but it was a pity.

"Senior, I never said I couldn't pay." Suzuki Toru said quietly, "If you can help, senior, I can pay right now."

Nagumo Miyabi felt a sense of foreboding.

"If you're worried, senior, I can call a friend over to bear witness."

Half an hour later, Nagumo Miyabi looked at Koenji Rokusuke, who had appeared before him, and fell into silence.

For some reason, he suddenly felt sweat soaking his back.

Chapter 54: His Hands Trembled Today

In fact, if Nagumo Miyabi had just stayed a little calmer, he would have quickly realized Suzuki Toru's trap.

Regrettably, Suzuki Toru knew exactly what an arrogant person like Nagumo Miyabi was thinking.