I Can't Think of a Title

Horikita Suzune interrupted him directly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

Ichinose Honami blinked, seemingly surprised, but quickly regained her gentle expression.

She was about to ask for more details when Kanzaki Ryuji nodded, "An alliance? Okay."

Ichinose Honami looked at Kanzaki Ryuji in surprise, but the latter simply looked back at his classmates calmly, his eyes urging them on.

Before she could react, Shiranami Chihiro, Amikura Mako, and Kobashi Yume had already surrounded her with smiles, each taking one of her arms.

"Wait a moment--"

Ichinose Honami tried to struggle, but the three girls had already tacitly surrounded (or dragged) her towards the door, as if they had planned it beforehand.

"Kanzaki!"

She turned and glared at him, her tone carrying a hint of resentment, but mostly helplessness.

Kanzaki Ryuji's lips curled slightly as he watched them leave, only turning his gaze away after the classroom door closed.

In the classroom, Shibata Hayate leaned against the desk, arms crossed, raising an eyebrow as she looked at him.

"You acted first and then informed me. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by Ichinose later?"

Kanzaki Ryuji stood with his hands in his pockets, his tone nonchalant.

"No, not at all. There's competition and cooperation among the four classes. I was just letting Ichinose get a feel for it beforehand."

Shibata Hayate shrugged, his tone relaxed.

"Speaking of which, I can understand Ichinose's feelings now. The competition at this school is too fierce, and the experience of the second-year students is simply not a reliable reference."

Kanzaki Ryuji nodded, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Yes, the other classes should not be underestimated."

Class B's strategy is inducement—the overt method targets students with low academic ability and weak self-discipline, inducing them to drop out due to the class's improved scores. The covert method weakens the class's motivation to learn. Once a shortcut is provided as an escape route, some students will give up studying seriously, and their potential will naturally be diminished in future competitions based on academic ability.

Class C is even more direct, setting traps and framing classmates. There is no clear information yet, but it was definitely premeditated.

As for Class D... their reaction time is a bit slow, but their adaptability is good, and they've already started actively seeking alliances."

Shibata Hayate sighed and scratched his head.

"Then I'll take a few people to meet up with Ichinose. After what happened with Ken Sudō from Class D, the place is full of girls, which is making me a little worried."

Kanzaki Ryuji glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, "You've got paranoia too? Just like Ichinose."

Shibata Hayate immediately clutched his chest dramatically, pretending to be injured.

"You're in trouble. I'm going to tell Ichinose later, that you were stalking her behind her back."

Kanzaki Ryuji chuckled softly and shook his head.

"Alright, enough joking around. You go ahead and take your people; I'll arrange other things in class."

"Okay!"

Shibata Hayate up and waved at him.

He turned and walked towards the door, his steps light, as if his earlier worries had vanished.

Kanzaki Ryuji stared at his retreating figure, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

He turned and walked to the podium, starting to organize the materials, but in his mind he was already planning his next move.

The sunlight still streamed into the classroom, and time seemed to slow down and become clearer at that moment.

"Horikita, what are you doing in Class A? Where's Tanaka-kun?"

Ichinose Honami her head slightly, her long pink hair cascading down her shoulders, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

He doesn't participate in these kinds of class activities.

Horikita Suzune hesitated for a moment before giving a somewhat curt reply.

"I see."

Ichinose Honami nodded slightly, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

Her slender fingers unconsciously twirled the ends of her hair, and she suddenly perked up, as if she had received some important information.

His previously tired eyes instantly brightened, and even his steps became lighter.

She turned around deftly and waved to Shibata Hayate.

"Shibata-kun, let's split up."

His voice was filled with undisguised joy.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and Horikita Suzune exchanged a glance.

"Regarding Tanaka's answer, Ichinose seems to have let go of a heavy burden."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said in a low voice, his tone still calm.

But his gaze followed Ichinose's retreating figure thoughtfully.

"It seems there's something between her and Tanaka. I wonder what Tanaka has been doing behind the scenes."

Horikita Suzune frowned slightly, a hint of inquiry flashing in her purplish-red eyes.

The same thing can be interpreted very differently by different people.

Ordinary people might only see that Tanaka Yukishin's behavior shows that he is physically healthy and capable.

But Akito can see his keen observation, his meticulous thinking, and that he has ulterior motives.

But Ichinose Honami saw was a more realistic set of data.

It took half the individual points of all the students in the class to barely reach one-fifth of what Tanaka could earn in a few days.

I have benefited greatly from the advice I received from Tanaka Yukishin.

Therefore, after recognizing the intensity of competition at this school.

That's why she has such a strong sense of crisis.

In this intense sense of crisis, Tanaka Yukishin alone accounted for half of it.

Seven days ago, the sun was shining brightly outside the classroom.

Ichinose Honami had directly asked Tanaka Yukishin about her purpose.

The boy in my memory simply smiled mysteriously, his slender fingers resting on his chin, sunlight dancing through his silver hair.

At the time, she guessed that this unfathomable boy might just be a lonely expert who wanted to cultivate a few "opponents" to pass the time.

Looking back now, the loneliness and the training were real, but he was never seen as an opponent—he was more like an enthusiastic spectator, watching this campus survival game with great interest.

Thinking of this Ichinose Honami unconsciously bit her lower lip, then smiled.

In any case, at least she was certain of one thing now— Tanaka Yukishin would not be a threat to Class A for the time being.

Chapter 101, 100 - Can't think of a name.

In the clubroom.

Tanaka Yukishin gently put down the book "Human Heart" in her hands and noticed that Sakura Airi was casually fiddling with the camera in her hand, clearly distracted.

"Airi-chan, you seem to have something on your mind."

Tanaka Yukishin's voice was very soft, but it made Sakura Airi look up abruptly like a startled little animal.

She hurriedly waved her hand in refusal, nearly dropping the camera from her knees.

So she quickly grabbed the camera and held it to her chest, her ear tips already turning a faint pink.

No, no.

Karuizawa Kei, holding a fashion magazine, leaned closer to Sakura Airi.

" In Sakura Airi, some things can be hidden. But others don't." She glanced meaningfully at Tanaka Yukishin, "Tell us, so we can help you."

Sakura Airi lower lip and remained silent for a moment.

"Actually, regarding Sudo's incident, I was there that day and accidentally took some photos."

Karuizawa Kei realized something was wrong and retorted.

"Wait, I can understand if you were there, but what do you mean by 'accidentally' taking the picture?"

"Or were you filming something all along?"

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

When Sakura Airi stared at her calmly, Karuizawa Kei suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She pointed stiffly at herself.

"No... could I... have guessed correctly?"

Seeing Sakura Airi nod slightly, Karuizawa Kei stood there with her mouth agape, the magazine in her hand falling to the ground with a "thud".

Sakura Airi turned to Tanaka Yukishin, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"So... Tanaka-kun didn't tell Karuizawa about me?"

Tanaka Yukishin fiddled with the bookmark, her tone calm.

"After all, it's a matter of personal privacy, and I choose to respect the wishes of the person involved."

"Huh?!"

"Wait! What are you talking about? Is there something I should know but have been kept in the dark about?"

Karuizawa Kei suddenly lunged onto the table, her long chestnut hair flying everywhere.

Sakura Airi and Tanaka Yukishin looked at each other, neither of them speaking first.

Sunlight cast dappled shadows between them, creating a small world that outsiders couldn't intrude into.

Karuizawa Kei turned around, puffed out her Sakura Airi tightly, nuzzling her face like a cat.

"Tell me, please? Aren't we best friends Sakura Airi?"

She deliberately used a sickeningly sweet voice to act coquettish.

Tanaka Yukishin couldn't help but chuckle softly, then shook her head and continued reading her book.

Sakura Airi was rubbed so hard she almost fell over, and finally gave in, blushing.

"Okay, okay... Megumi-chan, let me go first..."

Karuizawa Kei immediately sat up straight, her eyes shining as she stared at her friend.

Sakura Airi took a deep breath and gripped the camera strap tightly with her fingers.

"Actually... I have another identity online... I'm the blog idol Shizuku... so I used to regularly post my photos on my blog..."

"Huh?! Is that the famous, mysterious, beautiful female blogger?"

Karuizawa Kei's eyes widened. "Wait... so you always carry a camera with you because..."

Sakura Airi nodded, her fingers nervously rubbing the edge of the camera.

She took a deep breath and turned the camera screen towards the two of them.

The screen clearly recorded the physical altercation between Ken Sudō and three students from Class C.

Tanaka Yukishin's gaze lingered on the photo for a few seconds before she calmly looked at Sakura Airi.

Does anyone know you have these photos?

Sakura Airi hurriedly shook her head, her long hair swaying gently with the movement.

"No! I only told you..." She hesitated for a moment, "But... Horikita Suzune sent me a message today... saying if I have any leads..."

Karuizawa Kei immediately raised her index finger in alarm.

"Wait! What does that arrogant woman want with you? Does she suspect you?"

"Do you want to hand these over to Horikita yourself?"

Tanaka Yukishin looked directly into Sakura Airi's eyes and asked.

Sakura Airi's fingers unconsciously traced the edge of the camera. "I don't know... I probably don't really want to."