Chabashira didn't answer the question. Instead, she stared intently at Yuan Yuyuan. Seeing that Chabashira had said nothing, everyone realized she was tacitly confirming his claim. Yuan Yuyuan's lips curled as he watched Class D fall into chaos after only a few words. In his eyes, even with Ayanokoji as an unpredictable factor, Class D's chances of making it to Class A were practically zero. Hoshinomiya was worrying over nothing. "Are you making fun of us?" The red-haired delinquent from Class D, who had clashed with Koenji, stood up and glared angrily at Yuan Yuyuan, who was watching them mockingly from the platform. Yuan Yuyuan could barely hold back his laughter. That was Class D for you—how could they still dare to provoke him in a situation like this? "Of course not. By the way, who are you?" "Listen up, my name's Ken Sudō, you bastard. You're obviously making fun of us." The rest of Class D had been riled up by Sudō, too, and glared at Yuan Yuyuan, who wore a cheerful smile. Yuan Yuyuan didn't care in the slightest about the furious glares of these defective failures. "Oh~ so you're Little Fan. Sorry, I mean the red-haired boy who got insulted by Koenji and didn't dare to throw a punch. Don't get the wrong idea—I just thought of something funny." After saying that, Yuan Yuyuan's smile grew even wider, as if he'd just laughed himself silly. "You bastard! I'll make you pay for this!" Furious that Yuan Yuyuan had deliberately gotten his name wrong and was openly taunting him, Sudō rolled up his sleeves and charged toward the platform. "Sudō, stop right there!" Seeing things take a turn for the worse, Chabashira Sae hurried to stop him. Class D already knew about the points, and if nothing unexpected happened, this would be the most promising class she'd had since she started teaching. She absolutely wouldn't let Sudō do anything that harmed the class. Sudō was a delinquent, but he still didn't dare openly defy his homeroom teacher. But before he could even stop, Yuan Yuyuan had already walked up to him and slapped him hard across the face. "Class D really is brazen. You actually dare attack the vice president in the middle of class!" Yuan Yuyuan thumped his chest in anguish, as if he were the farmer who'd saved a snake, "I only charged you one million a month to give you information worth four million, and you repay my kindness with betrayal!" Chabashira had thought that if Sudō listened to her, Class D would escape unscathed. She hadn't expected Yuan Yuyuan to dare hit her student right in front of her. If she let him walk away after that, she'd lose all face as a homeroom teacher. "Don't change the subject. I've never even heard of a vice president like you on the Student Council. Sudō had clearly stopped just now, and you still hit him. Aren't you afraid you'll be punished?" "Is that so? Chabashira-sensei, you're really out of the loop. President Horikita offered me the vice president position yesterday. If it weren't for you, I'd already have taken my place on the Student Council by now." Sudō was afraid of Chabashira, but Yuan Yuyuan wasn't intimidated by her at all. He shot back without a hint of concern. "And as for throwing the first punch, the red-haired boy was just saying over and over that he'd make me pay. He even acted on it. I only hit him in self-defense. The security cameras recorded everything. Even as a teacher, you can't just make things up."
### Class D's Delinquents Were a Special Kind of Trash
Sudō was furious that Yuan Yuyuan was still smearing him. "Bullshit! You're the one making things up, you bastard! And you've got the nerve to bring up the cameras? Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the Student Council for using violence?" But with the security cameras and Chabashira holding him back, Sudō didn't dare attack again. He could only stand there and make threats. The rest of Class D had also fallen silent, cowed by the fact that Yuan Yuyuan had actually dared to hit him. Ichinose, standing nearby, seemed like she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't speak. Only Yuan Yuyuan watched Sudō's rambling like it was a circus act. Reporting the vice president to the Student Council—that was a possibility he'd never considered. "You've got guts! Then I'll go back and wait for the red-haired boy's complaint. Rest assured, our Student Council will see that justice is done for students who've been treated unfairly." Yuan Yuyuan didn't plan to keep arguing about it. If the security cameras happened to catch him looking smug, the situation might not stay so favorable. Besides, the cameras weren't going anywhere. With that, he left Class D with Ichinose. "Honami, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect this to take so long. I still need to stop by the Student Council, so can I treat you to dinner next time?" Sudō's reaction had been beyond Yuan Yuyuan's expectations. But he'd deliberately provoked Sudō into attacking him, and Manabu Horikita still didn't know how long he'd keep him waiting. This time, he'd have to let Ichinose down. Ichinose shook her head to show that she didn't mind. "It's okay. I'll go with you, Yuyuan. But... why did you hit Sudō just now?" Yuan Yuyuan thought it over. He decided not to tell Ichinose that Sudō had no idea who he was dealing with, and hastily made up an excuse instead. "I thought the gossip from Class D might upset you, Honami, so I got angry. Will you hate me for it?" The only downside was that he'd disgusted himself. He still couldn't be a gentle angel like Ichinose, and he felt as miserable as if he'd eaten intestines with some of their gaminess deliberately left in. Ichinose didn't doubt his flimsy excuse for a second. When she realized he'd done it for her, she even started to blame herself. "That's not it. I just thought it was a little strange. I didn't think you were the kind of person who'd solve problems with violence, Yuyuan. I didn't expect you'd do it for me. I'm really sorry. By the way, is it true that the school will punish you, like Chabashira-sensei said?" "Huh? It's fine, it's fine. You're so kind, Honami. You probably want to join the Student Council to help other students, right? I can put in a word with President Horikita about that." "Really? That's wonderful!" Yuan Yuyuan thought so, too. Manabu Horikita hadn't wanted to let him join the Student Council in the first place. If Ichinose joined as well, then both of Class B's only two Student Council members would be from her class. Just then, a message came to Yuan Yuyuan's phone.
Horikita Suzune: [There's something I'd like to talk to you about.]
Yuan Yuyuan: [Sure, but I'm going to see Manabu now. Once I'm done, I'll call you over to the cafeteria.]
Horikita Suzune: [Understood.]
Yuan Yuyuan silently grumbled about the awkward relationship between the siblings. Horikita Suzune hadn't even asked why he called Manabu Horikita by his first name, making him feel like a clown. The two of them arrived at the president's office. Yuan Yuyuan went up and knocked on the door. "President-sama, are you there? Hello?" "Come in." After entering, Yuan Yuyuan bowed to Manabu Horikita, though it was impossible to tell whether he'd bent at all. Manabu Horikita certainly couldn't tell. "Oh, I'm so sorry, President-sama. I'm late. Why are you here alone this time? Has even your capable assistant abandoned you?" "Tachibana and I aren't like that. She just went to deliver some documents." "Oh, I see. I thought..." Yuan Yuyuan trailed off as if he'd just remembered there was someone beside him. He introduced them to each other. "Oh, right, I haven't introduced you yet. This is the class representative of our Class B, and the heart and soul of our class, Ichinose—
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