Bell Tone, Didn't Expect It Was Me!

A long moment later, their lips parted, a fine, transparent thread still connecting them.

Her face flushed crimson, feeling like she was about to suffocate, Masumi Kamuro shyly covered her face with both hands.

Dead face, cool down now!

Soon, she realized her restless heart couldn't lower her body temperature at all.

And she felt the atmosphere between them was a bit strange—after all, they'd been fighting for their lives moments ago, then kissed for half an hour the next second.

Come to think of it, it was pretty embarrassing; she never expected her first kiss to be gone on the second day of school.

"Cough, cough." Clearing her throat simply, Masumi Kamuro steadied herself: "That was an accident. Don't let this slip out."

"Kamuro, you're really something. I treated you like a brother, and you stole my first kiss, and—"

First kiss?

Masumi Kamuro's heart leaped with joy. Before Yuki Gyakukai could finish, she hurriedly replied:

"As if I wasn't a first-timer either. You should be glad your first kiss was with me."

"Good thing it was just this afternoon's first kiss. If Tomie finds out when I get back, I'm done for."

Wait, wait, wait!

Something's not right!

Another silence fell. The first to catch on, Masumi Kamuro's face cycled through red and pale.

The heat that had been on her face moments ago cooled instantly.

Her fist was also fully charged; now she just needed an outlet.

"Explain. What do you mean by 'this afternoon's first kiss'? And who's Tomie?"

With the fist pressed against his side, Yuki Gyakukai thought for a moment and chose to answer directly: "For the first question, it's literal. For the second, Tomie is my fiancée, and she's in the same class as me, sitting next to me."

"You bastard!" The angry fist finally landed. "You already have a fiancée, so why did you kiss me and take my first kiss!"

Yuki Gyakukai looked a bit innocent: "Didn't you kiss me?"

"Shut up!" She scratched her head in irritation.

Who would've thought that in this school, someone would bring their fiancée along to study together?

The thought that this guy who'd just stolen her first kiss would spend the next three years flirting with his fiancée right in front of her made her inexplicably sad.

Wait?

Something's definitely wrong!

Having a fiancée = taken man √

So what was she just now—a mistress, or a cuckolder?

Her head itched; horns were about to grow!

For some reason, Masumi Kamuro felt an unprecedented thrill and excitement.

This feeling was way more exhilarating than stealing beer from the store back in the day!

Once a setting was accepted, it started to take root.

And so, Little thief cat Masumi Kamuro was now dead...

What stepped up next was, Cuckolder Masumi Kamuro!

"Kamuro, what are you daydreaming about over there? Time's running out, I need to go."

"Hah~? After doing something so terrible to me, you're just going to walk away?"

"Didn't you just say it was an accident?"

Seeing Yuki Gyakukai about to leave, Masumi Kamuro immediately cranked her brain to maximum, taking two steps for three to quickly grab his sleeve.

"Hm?"

"Gyakukai-kun, you don't want your fiancée to find out about what happened between us, do you?"

What's with this heavy aura of moral corruption?

Tomie: There's a cuckold here!

"As the student council president, having a sister in Class D is a stain on me."

"So, Suzune, withdraw from school."

By a vending machine a bit far from the dormitory building, Manabu Horikita pressed Suzune Horikita against the wall, his expression icy.

His words, utterly frigid, left no room for argument.

Pinned against the wall, her gripped hand unable to muster strength, Suzune Horikita didn't resist. She just closed her eyes, her trembling eyelashes and body revealing her deeply fearful heart.

"Not a single shred of improvement. Suzune, you came to the wrong place."

A sharp, icy voice sounded beside Suzune Horikita's ear.

Manabu Horikita adjusted his coldly gleaming glasses, looked at Reine Horikita before him like a lamb to the slaughter, and formed his single hand into a palm, launching a fierce strike toward her abdomen.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, hiding in the nearby bushes, saw his deskmate about to be attacked. After a moment's thought, he began walking toward Manabu Horikita.

Yet someone moved faster than him.

Yuki Gyakukai emerged from the woods, one hand holding his phone to record, the other clutching an empty aluminum can.

With that leisurely demeanor, it was as if he were watching a show.

Whoosh!

The sound of air splitting came. The hollow can shot forward at incredible speed, like a sharp sword, unstoppable as it closed in on Manabu Horikita.

Bang!!

Two sounds rang out, one after the other, separated by only a hair.

The glasses that had gleamed coldly under the streetlight were now shattered by the hollow can, reduced to fragments scattered messily across the ground.

And the can that had flown through the air was now deeply embedded in the wall, with cracks spreading across its circumference for all present to see.

"Senior, is it necessary to go this hard on your own little sister?"

"We're just here to study at school—there's no need to push things to the point of expulsion."

With one hand freed, Yuki Gyakukai strolled unhurriedly to stand before the two.

Without answering the question, Manabu Horikita glanced at the can lodged in the wall, then turned his gaze to Yuki Gyakukai in front of him.

Perhaps because he wasn't wearing his glasses, and the lighting wasn't bright enough, he squinted to make out the person before him.

"I remember you're Yuki Gyakukai, the leader of Class 1-B."

"That's me."

"Lately, the things you've done have impressed quite a few of us upperclassmen. Even some students from Class 1-A who want to join the student council hold you in high regard."

Tch, wasn't he just leaking information?

A tsundere sis-con, clearly knowing Suzune Horikita was in Class D, yet still saying things that seemed trivial but actually gave away intel.

"Senior, spare me the nonsense. My time is limited. Take a look at this, then name your price."

Yuki Gyakukai refused to take the bait, refusing to pass any useful information to Class D.

He directly showed the siblings the video he'd recorded from start to finish without a cut.

In an instant, Suzune Horikita, who had been frozen in shock, snapped back to reality.

"Gyakukai, it's not my brother's fault. I acted on my own..."

Seeing Suzune Horikita's flustered, desperate look, Manabu Horikita felt a headache coming on.

If there had been no outcome to begin with, wouldn't this completely seal the deal?

If it got reported, with his status as student council president, he'd probably end up confined to his dorm for half a month of self-study.

If this incident blew up, the impact on him wouldn't be small. Nagumo would probably...

Letting out a sigh, he watched the entire video Yuki Gyakukai had recorded, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"One price: 50,000 points. Delete this video."

He couldn't gauge Gyakukai's minimum offer.

In response, Yuki Gyakukai just shrugged helplessly. "Looks like we can't negotiate. Remember, the leverage is in my hands. You don't have the right to bargain. Take your time thinking it over, Senior."

Stepping past Manabu Horikita, he looked at Suzune Horikita, who was glaring at him through gritted teeth.

"Horikita, add me as a contact."

She wanted to mock him, but considering her and her brother's current situation, she stayed silent.

Bowing her head, she silently pulled out her phone and added both their contacts.

On her sparse contact list, a strange avatar appeared.

Then a video was sent over—the very one of Manabu Horikita attacking Suzune Horikita.

"What do you mean by this!" She clenched her phone tightly, veins bulging at her temples.

"Nothing much. Just telling you I've got your leverage now."

"Why do this? Isn't it better to quit while you're ahead?"

"Why else? This afternoon, you crushed my self-esteem completely."

Ah, so the root cause was that afternoon's heated rant, which had wounded someone's pride.

A flicker of defeat rose in Suzune Horikita's heart. Who gets mocked in the afternoon and has their leverage seized by nightfall?

Seeing his sister being bullied, Manabu Horikita finally spoke up.