Do You Know Who My Father Is?

There is no point in communicating with idiots.

Having realized this, Yuki Gyakukai immediately stopped paying attention, turned around, and left.

For him, this matter was most likely already resolved anyway.

For a while afterward, the people studying in the library all cast strange glances at the Class D first-years.

From time to time, whispers broke out, and they stared with bewildered expressions at Sudou and the others, who were already mortified beyond words.

"All they had to do was answer: 'You'd go to jail, right, elementary schooler...' something like that, and they'd pass."

"Exactly. How could there be idiots who actually calculate what 3 times 4 equals?"

"Don't even mention it. When those two idiots said 'twelve,' I felt like the wrinkles in my brain got smoothed out."

"..."

Tap, tap, tap~

Not quite crisp, the sound of wood striking the floor approached Yuki Gyakukai's direction.

Wearing her school uniform and a white beret on her head, Sakayanagi Arisu slowly walked over, leaning on her cane.

Surprisingly, she was accompanied by several female students from Class B (formerly Class A).

Yuki Gyakukai had originally thought that after this white-haired little loli failed to get a hold on Kamuro, no one would help her with things.

Now it seemed he had overthought it—there were still plenty of good people in her class who would voluntarily assist her even without being threatened.

"Greetings to everyone in Class A."

With a smile on her face, Sakayanagi Arisu politely greeted the group.

"Hello." As the saying goes, a smiling face invites no fists. Since she had greeted them, it was only right to show proper respect.

Although he didn't know why Sakayanagi Arisu had come over, Yuki Gyakukai still chose to accommodate her. Considering her physical inconvenience and that it wasn't suitable for her to stand here for long, he gave up his seat.

This caused Sakayanagi Arisu to pause in surprise for a moment, but she didn't refuse. Leaning on her cane, she slowly sat down.

Setting her cane aside, she looked at the boy beside her, covered her mouth, and chuckled lightly:

"I didn't expect Gyakukai-kun to have such a gentlemanly side. Earlier, you called me a 'mean little shorty,' so I thought I was hated."

"I'm not that petty. It's just a nickname; no need to take it too seriously."

Continuing to flip through the book in his hands, he casually chatted with Sakayanagi Arisu, who had come over for some unknown reason.

"So, what are you here for? Weren't you doing just fine over there a moment ago?"

"Oh my?" Covering her mouth, Sakayanagi Arisu's smile deepened. She looked at Yuki Gyakukai, who was still reading, with a meaningful gaze:

"I was sitting quite far away, yet Gyakukai-kun still noticed me. Could it be that you're interested in me..."

Hearing this provocative tone, Yuki Gyakukai, who had been calmly reading, couldn't help but look up at the white-haired little loli and raised an eyebrow:

"Where do you get all that narcissism? Keep in mind, my fiancée is also here, and besides..."

He paused, without the slightest intention of avoiding anyone's gaze, and looked up and down at her childlike, underdeveloped figure.

"Although a white-haired loli is a plus, it's way too flat. You're practically no different from an elementary schooler, and your body is too weak. You don't spark any interest in me at all."

Hearing this assessment, Sakayanagi Arisu couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

It was the first time she had encountered such a venomous way of judging someone.

She had always been well aware that her body was frail, but that didn't mean she was weak.

For example, when God closes a door, He opens a window.

And the window opened for her was unparalleled intelligence. Sakayanagi Arisu considered herself a genius who surpassed everyone at all times.

Even if her weak body confined her soul, her soaring thoughts would never stop.

Even her father often said: Heaven must be so jealous of her talent that it imprisoned her in this cage.

"Gyakukai-kun, that was quite a harsh remark."

Emi Tamiya, who was accompanying Sakayanagi Arisu, spoke up. She had an aura similar to a noble young lady, beautiful in appearance and gentle in temperament.

Out of sympathy, she had been taking care of Sakayanagi Arisu, who had few friends, since the start of the school year.

"It's fine, Tamiya-san. Gyakukai-kun isn't wrong, but this is the first time I've heard such an evaluation."

Although there was no hint of blame in her tone, her narrowed eyes didn't look like she was unaffected at all.

"I don't really mind, but Gyakukai-kun, hasn't anyone ever told you not to casually comment on a girl? It's a very bad habit."

Yuki Gyakukai felt a bit speechless. You were the one who stirred things up, and now you can't take it.

"I see. Then I apologize. Sakayanagi Arisu, the moment I saw you, I thought: White-haired lolis forever! Airports are the best! Washboards are superb!"

Why are you shouting so loud?!!

Feeling the gazes gathering around her, Sakayanagi Arisu, with her eyes narrowed, felt like a million thoughts were all about killing the man in front of her.

She didn't even need to think to know that the forums would definitely be buzzing about this later.

If this goes on, she probably won't be able to shake that nickname for years of school ahead.

Tears welling up...

The students from both Class A and Class B, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, were also stunned.

An angle they'd never even considered—wait, Yuki Gyukai was the one talking, so why were they feeling secondhand embarrassment too?

Right now, their toes were curling so hard they felt like they could dig the entire library out of the ground.

"Fiancé, what are you doing?"

With a clatter of footsteps, Tomie came over, her face dark as a little jealous jar.

Her icy glare locked onto Yuki Gyukai. Before he could explain, her small hand reached straight for his weak spot with practiced ease and twisted hard.

Hiss!

"You're being naughty. Why are you complimenting other girls on being cute right in front of me?"

Tomie gritted her teeth, staring at Yuki Gyukai as if she'd bite him on the spot if he didn't give an explanation.

"Just... just messing around, Tomie... hiss... let go first, or it'll bruise again."

To be honest, Yuki Gyukai was terrified right now. It wasn't as bad as that time he was writing '正' characters on Masumi Kamuro's thigh, but his heart was still pounding like crazy.

"Sorry, Tomie-san. This misunderstanding was all my fault, so please let Yuki-kun off the hook."

Oh, you little scheming shorty, still fanning the flames here.

In the end, Yuki Gyukai had to use every ounce of effort to calm Tomie down.

"Don't worry... Tomie... I know tonight... it's weightlifting again, right..."

That string of words made the surrounding girls, who had been seriously watching the drama and snacking on gossip, instantly flush red.

The girls all turned their heads away, too embarrassed to look, their faces burning. Watching Yuki Gyukai's utterly obedient demeanor, they also cast envious glances at Tomie.

"Ahem, is it really okay to talk about these things in front of me?"

Sakayanagi Arisu, whose face had been pale all along, heard the increasingly explicit content buzzing in her ears. Her mind couldn't help but fill in the blanks, and her cheeks flushed red in an instant.

"What's there to be shy about? Tomie and I are engaged."

Seeing Yuki Gyukai's completely carefree expression, Sakayanagi Arisu felt a rare surge of irritation and helplessness.

"Do you know who my father is?"

"Huh? Your mother didn't tell you?"

Yuki Gyukai had no idea what wire got crossed in his brain—he just blurted it out on impulse.