Onizuka opened his hands slightly and smiled faintly. "I don't want anything in particular. What matters is how much you're willing to pay to make up for your mistake."
Ryuen gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed firmly on Onizuka.
"You're really cautious to a fault, Onizuka!" Ryuen finally sneered, unable to hold back any longer, a trace of anger in his eyes.
Onizuka paid no attention to Ryuen's provocation. He merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement.
His gaze remained calm as he waited for Ryuen to continue, unhurried.
Ryuen fell silent for a moment, his expression growing darker. Though he was filled with anger and resentment, he knew he didn't have many options right now.
"Fine." Ryuen finally spoke, his voice low, edged with gritted-teeth coldness.
"Five hundred thousand points, paid all at once. I want all your videos." He practically forced the words through his teeth, as if making his final concession to Onizuka.
Onizuka didn't agree right away. Instead, he continued watching Ryuen in silence, his expression unchanged.
Ryuen felt his patience slowly wearing thin, his anger rising.
But Onizuka still said nothing, only continuing to look at him.
At this, Ryuen gritted his teeth again.
"One million points! Don't be so insatiably greedy!"
Hearing Ryuen say this, Onizuka shook his head slightly.
"Ryuen, don't focus only on the present. What I care about is the future development of your Class C."
"Suppose the school deducts two hundred Class Points from you over this incident. That would mean only twenty thousand Personal Points per person per month."
"There are about forty people in each class. If you look at it over three years... that would come to nearly thirty million Personal Points! That's quite a sum of points~"
At that, Onizuka fell silent again and watched Ryuen beside him with an amused expression.
Ryuen's laughter was like the last burst of madness before a storm, filled with undisguised anger and humiliation.
He stood there, his shoulders trembling violently as he laughed and gasped for breath.
"Hahahaha, Onizuka, you got me this time! Everyone in Class C will pay you ten thousand points a month until graduation!"
He paused, as if trying to vent the last of his anger, and glared fiercely at Onizuka.
"But I've got my eye on you. No matter when it is, you'd better remember that I, Ryuen, am watching you from behind!"
An unmistakable hostility shone in Ryuen's eyes, and the feeling that even in defeat he would make sure you remembered him came rushing toward them.
Onizuka understood that this really was Ryuen's limit. To have gained such a result from a video he had recorded by chance, he was already very satisfied.
But he wasn't in the habit of letting threats go unanswered.
Onizuka listened quietly to Ryuen's roar. Only after Ryuen had finished did he raise his head slightly, a cold light in his eyes that was hard to read.
"Ryuen," Onizuka said, his voice low and clear. "You know? The more you say things like that, the more you expose your own weakness."
Onizuka paused and walked toward Ryuen, his tone unchanged.
"I don't care whether you've got your eye on me, or how determined you are. I only care whether you can honor the terms you've promised."
As he spoke, he gave a cold glance at the trace of arrogant confidence in Ryuen's eyes.
Ryuen's smile gradually disappeared, and he clenched both fists until his knuckles turned white.
He wasn't afraid of Onizuka, but this feeling of utter defeat stirred an indescribable anger in his heart.
"Don't worry," Onizuka continued. "You can come after me whenever you want. I'll be waiting, since I'm not responsible for protecting a whole group of people like you are."
With that, he glanced over Ryuen and his group, a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"I'll give you a day to prepare. Tomorrow, we'll sign the agreement here. I hope you won't disappoint me then!"
Then he turned to leave, walking with an easy stride.
At the rooftop door, Onizuka took a miniature camera from the gap in the door and waved it at Ryuen.
"You were so calm today. I really didn't expect that. I thought you'd say you'd make me pay, like last time~"
"But damaging school property will cost you Class Points too. I hope you used the kind of spray that can be wiped off."
As he left, Onizuka glanced pointedly at the school security camera they had painted black.
Ryuen stood there, watching Onizuka gradually disappear through the rooftop doorway, his chest heaving as if he were still holding back his last burst of anger.
The anger he had displayed on the surface was gone, replaced by a silence that was difficult to bear.
The air around them seemed so oppressive it had almost frozen solid. The others stood carefully to one side, their breathing barely audible.
"Damn it..." Ryuen muttered, glaring resentfully at the retreating figure.
"Albert! Take out our camera."
At his words, Albert quickly went over to the rooftop vent.
He opened the mesh cover and took out another miniature camera. It looked like it was the same model as Onizuka's.
"Tsk, so it really didn't record anything after all!"
Ishizaki Daichi came over.
"Ryuen, didn't he attack Komiya and the others? Couldn't that be used as evidence?"
Hearing him say that, Ryuen couldn't help thinking: Could it be that there really wasn't anyone in Class C with any sense?
Then he smacked Ishizaki hard on the head.
"Komiya and the others were already injured. The Student Council had already confirmed that, which means we have no substantial evidence."
"Besides, do you think you threw that punch for nothing? Idiot!"
In the end, the two of them signed the following contract:
[Everyone in Class C will pay Onizuka Tsukasa ten thousand points each month]
[Onizuka Tsukasa will not distribute the video anywhere except at the Roundtable]