I Actually Slapped Oniguryuin's Butt

The rules stated that contact with the opponent was required to win, so using her feet was out of the question; she couldn't perform any kicking maneuvers.

Her hand could press down rapidly, allowing her to touch Yagami Shizuka before he could touch her.

But she swiped at empty air, as Yagami Shizuka had rolled away.

This position made rapid movement impossible, but a roll was perfectly doable.

In that split second, Yagami Shizuka's decisiveness exceeded her expectations.

Even if Yagami Shizuka had successfully circled behind her, the outcome wouldn't have been decided so easily, but as Kiryuin reached downward, she couldn't help but crouch, meeting his palm perfectly.

Smack!

A crisp sound rang out.

"Ah-woah!"

Kiryuin let out a cry, clutching her backside as she hopped forward.

Yagami Shizuka pulled his right hand back, staring at it in shock, completely dumbfounded.

The system had actually ordered him to slap Kiryuin's backside, and in full view of everyone, no less.

There were quite a few students watching nearby.

Not to mention, the sensation... it was quite firm, and... a very strange feeling.

Kiryuin Fuka clutched her backside, turning back to glare at Yagami Shizuka indignantly.

If not for the fact that they had a bet, she would have accused him of sexual harassment.

Never in her life had she suffered such a loss.

"I'm sorry, Senpai, I didn't mean to." Yagami Shizuka scratched his head, expressing his apology.

Kiryuin Fuka didn't speak; a bet was a bet, and she had to honor her promise.

[You might think Kiryuin will willingly provide you with information, but in reality, she still won't admit defeat, and the information she gives you will be trivial; you can choose to ask her for a notebook instead.]

"How about this? I don't need you to give me any information, Senpai; I just need you to give me one of your notebooks." Yagami Shizuka changed his condition.

"Huh?" Kiryuin couldn't grasp the meaning of Yagami Shizuka's words for a moment. "What do you want my notebook for? Do you want me to write the information inside and then hand it to you?"

"No, no, I just want a regular notebook. You just need to give me one, as long as your name is on it."

After a brief pause, Yagami Shizuka continued, "I know there are penalties for leaking information to underclassmen, and I won't make you do that, so I only need a notebook from you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't. Could you explain it more clearly?" Asking this question made Kiryuin quite embarrassed; as an upperclassman, she felt foolish asking such a simple question.

Yagami Shizuka, however, didn't want to say more. "You just need to give me a notebook."

Kiryuin Fuka wanted to ask again, but ultimately didn't. After all, she had lost the match and still owed Yagami Shizuka money.

In terms of both reason and sentiment, she had to do him this favor.

She figured he was likely trying to give her a way to save face.

A few minutes later, Yagami Shizuka followed Kiryuin to the second-year classroom floor and waited patiently at the door for a moment.

"Thank you, Senpai." After receiving the notebook, Yagami Shizuka thanked her, feeling relieved after confirming that nothing was written inside.

"I won't disturb you any further, goodbye, Senpai."

"Goodbye, Kouhai, feel free to come find me if you have time to hang out." Kiryuin waved lightly at Yagami Shizuka, watching him walk away.

"Fuka, which class is that underclassman from? You didn't sell information to a first-year, did you? I'm telling you, that's 50 class points; you'd better not do something like that." A girl who was slightly taller, about the same height as Kiryuin, walked over and asked.

"As if." Kiryuin waved her hand. "I gave him a regular notebook; there's nothing written on it."

The girl couldn't say much without evidence. If she really had sold information for points, they would find out soon enough, and the loss of points would be on her to bear.

The next day.

Before he even entered the classroom, he could hear everyone in the class chattering away.

Some classes were discussing what to eat today, what to eat tomorrow, and what tasted good.

Other classes were discussing the size of girls' breasts, creating rankings, and even buying testers to debate their developmental potential.

In stark contrast, Class A was discussing the rules regarding class points.

"Have you heard? Ichinose from Class B has joined the Student Council!"

"Isn't that terrible? They'll definitely get information before we do."

"Is our class representative even capable of anything!"

"It's not that bad. I heard Class B has no idea about the hidden rules of this school. As long as none of us say anything, they'll remain in the dark."

"But they'll find out eventually. It's a good thing we have Sakayanagi Arisu, otherwise, we might be the ones being played for fools."

In the hallway, Yagami Shizuka ran into Morishita Ai, who was looking around everywhere.

She blocked Yagami Shizuka's path and said, "You're collecting information, right? Do you need any? I've already collected some, you only need one hundred thousand... no..."

She held up five fingers: "This amount, just fifty thousand will do.

I'm telling you, even when Katsuragi asked me for it, I didn't sell it for a hundred thousand. Fifty thousand is a friends-and-family discount."

Yagami Shizuka raised the notebook in his hand, "The intelligence is all right here, so your information is completely worthless."

He reached out, brushed past Morishita Ai, and walked away.

After a long while, Morishita Ai finally snapped out of it. In just one day, had her intelligence really become worthless?

Who on earth sniped me! Damn it!

Entering the classroom and walking to the seat of Sakayanagi Arisu, Yagami Shizuka casually placed the notebook on her desk with a hint of showing off.

Sakayanagi Arisu looked up at him, then glanced at the notebook with the name Kiryuin Fuka written on it.

She had to admit that the boy before her had some ability; at the very least, if it were her, it would have been impossible to achieve this level in a single day.

Because she was very curious about Yagami Shizuka, she had been present yesterday when he won the contest against Kiryuin Fuka.

Others might not have known Kiryuin, but she certainly did. In that situation, she had been certain that Yagami Shizuka would lose, yet the facts had slapped her in the face.

In other words, through the contest, Yagami Shizuka had been the first to obtain all the intelligence from the upperclassman who knew the most about it, and he had done it within a single day.

I truly underestimated this guy.

He actually gave the intelligence directly to me. Is this really okay?

Could it be that he wasn't joking yesterday?

With a hint of doubt, she flipped open the first page, thinking to herself, Forget it, let's see if the intelligence matches what I already know.

"Blank."

There was nothing there, and her eyelid twitched.

She flipped to the second page.

"Blank."

Still nothing, and she blinked her eyes rapidly.

"This... this..." She flipped through the pages quickly, but didn't see a single word. It wasn't until the very end that she saw a few artistic characters written in pink colored pencil: "Love ya!"

"That's it?"

Those characters were not written by Yagami Shizuka, but by Kiryuin; because they were written at the very back, Yagami Shizuka hadn't noticed them either.