The Classroom of the Elite Backed by Black Technology Chapter 39

As he walked and spoke, Shuichi Kanda arrived in front of Kushida Kikyo.

Chapter 65: Hmm, Looks Like They're Real!

Now that he was closer, the gloomy expression on Kushida's face was even clearer.

"You won't tell anyone about what just happened, will you?"

Though it was phrased as a question, Kushida still radiated an oppressive air.

"What would you do if I said I would?"

A faint smile remained on Shuichi Kanda's face, and Kushida's imposing manner did not affect him in the slightest.

"If you tell anyone, I'll tell everyone that you nearly raped me here."

Shuichi Kanda could not help laughing when he heard that. "That's fine. When the time comes, I'll just spend some points to have the school clear things up. Besides, with my build, there's no way I could force myself on you, right?"

"Is that so? Then I'll just have to make it real."

Make it real? How?

Before Shuichi Kanda could figure out what she was planning, Kushida grabbed his right hand and placed it on her ample breasts.

Then, a soft sensation traveled from Shuichi Kanda's right palm to his brain.

Hmm, very soft. They weren't fake!

Still, instinctively, Shuichi Kanda tried to pull his hand back. It was not exactly appropriate in broad daylight.

Unfortunately, Kushida held his hand down tightly. He could even see her breasts deforming beneath Shuichi Kanda's palm, making it impossible for him to pull away.

"This way, your fingerprints will be on me. Now there's evidence too. I'm serious, understand?"

Yes, yes, there really was evidence now. Since you've gone this far, shouldn't I return the favor?

A wicked smile appeared on Shuichi Kanda's face. Then he suddenly exerted himself and shoved Kushida backward.

Caught off guard, Kushida was pressed against the railing. Shuichi Kanda then reached out with his left hand and gripped Kushida Kikyo's chin. Under her shocked gaze, he kissed her on the lips.

At the same time, he applied force with his right hand, throwing Kushida's mind into brief confusion.

"Gasp..."

After only a brief moment, Shuichi Kanda was forcefully pushed away by Kushida Kikyo. One of her arms covered her chest while her other hand repeatedly wiped at her lips. The fury blazing in her eyes was practically enough to burn Shuichi Kanda to ashes.

"Do you want to die?"

Shuichi Kanda used the back of his hand to wipe his bitten lip. Seeing the blood left on it, he smiled.

"Didn't you start this? How did it become my fault? And how could you say something so vicious with such a sweet little mouth? I'm truly heartbroken."

It would have been better if he had said nothing. His words only made Kushida even angrier. She had originally intended to sacrifice a little of her charm to tie Shuichi Kanda to her chariot.

But she had not expected to sacrifice more than just a little charm—she had even lost her first kiss by accident!

Although Kushida Kikyo did not place much importance on such things, the thought still made her chest feel tight. Moreover, the sensation of her breasts being roughly kneaded still lingered, filling her with rage.

Damn it! Damn Horikita! This is all your fault!

"You have no right to say that about me, do you? What you did just now really was rape!"

"Is that so? Then what are you planning to do? Spread it around tomorrow?" Shuichi Kanda was completely fearless.

Of course she would not. Kushida would never do that. Setting aside what consequences it might have for Shuichi Kanda, her own popularity would probably plummet.

She might gain most people's sympathy, but from then on, there would certainly be people who looked at her differently, and there was no guarantee that no one would gossip about her.

For example: Hey, did you hear? That Kushida from Class D is apparently a bitch.

So unless she had no other choice, Kushida Kikyo would never accuse Shuichi Kanda like that. She did not want to perish together with him like this.

Besides, this guy was not an idiot like Ike or Yamauchi. If he was acting so fearless now, he definitely had some countermeasure.

So, what exactly are you planning to use to fight me? I can see right through you, Kushida.

Watching the silent Kushida, Shuichi Kanda took another two steps forward until he stood before her, then leaned down and whispered softly.

"Don't worry. I'm not Horikita's companion, and I don't plan on telling anyone about this. Besides, I think you're cuter like this."

After leaving those words behind, Shuichi Kanda turned and left. Even after he was gone, however, Kushida Kikyo could still hear the deliberately projected sound of his laughter.

By the time Shuichi Kanda returned to his dorm room, the lip Kushida had bitten open had already healed. Still, he needed to apply medicine. If it was not treated properly, it could develop into a mouth ulcer, and then even eating would lose its appeal.

But before that, a wicked smile appeared on Shuichi Kanda's lips once more. Let's send Kushida another gift.

Then he sent her the recording from earlier.

Only a few minutes later, just as Shuichi Kanda had finished applying medicine while facing the bathroom mirror, a rapid knock sounded at the door.

That fast? Looks like she really is in a hurry.

Through the peephole, he could see that Kushida was alone outside, wearing an exceptionally sweet smile.

"Oh, that was fast, Kushida."

"Oh, you're so mean, Kanda. After doing that kind of thing to me, you should call me Kikyo. And aren't you going to let me come in?"

Oh, come on, Kushida. Could you act normal? I liked you better when you were defiant. Please go back to being that way.

"I didn't do anything, Kushida. Don't go making things up."

As he said this, he let Kushida into the room.

Once the door closed, Kushida rushed straight into Shuichi Kanda's room without even taking off her shoes. She grabbed Shuichi Kanda's phone and smashed it onto the floor.

And she wasn't done yet. Wearing her little leather shoes, she stomped viciously on the phone again and again, crushing it completely to pieces.

The sight left Kanda utterly dumbfounded.

Wasn't that response a little too fast?

"That means you can't threaten me anymore, Kanda. I win."

"You little..." Shuichi Kanda was so angry he laughed. How the hell am I supposed to eat breakfast tomorrow?

Back in the room, Shuichi Kanda looked helplessly at the smug Kushida Kikyo, then picked up the phone that had been smashed to pieces.

"No need to look. I can guarantee it's broken beyond repair."

Kushida Kikyo wore a satisfied expression, as if saying, Didn't you have evidence to threaten me with? Well! Now it's gone.

But Shuichi Kanda ignored her entirely. He picked up the shattered phone and took something out of it.

"You really are an idiot. Don't you know phones can have memory cards?"

Well! It was back again!

Kushida Kikyo instantly froze.

She had come in too much of a hurry and genuinely hadn't considered that possibility. Now, the memory card was back in Shuichi Kanda's hands.

She had been secretly delighted by Shuichi Kanda's stupidity, but Kushida Kikyo now regretted it beyond measure. She absolutely could have taken the memory card from the phone earlier.

But there was nothing she could do about it. This was actually her first time using the school-issued smartphone. Who would spend every day studying what functions a phone had? It wasn't like she was some shut-in geek!

So, her only chance to destroy the evidence had slipped right through her fingers.

Damn it! Damn it all!

"Well? Want me to show you what's on it? I happen to have a computer here. I can show you—the person involved—the footage of you kicking the railing like crazy and cursing Horikita with all your might."

Seeing the sly grin on Shuichi Kanda's face, Kushida suddenly calmed down.

"Then show me."

Shuichi Kanda's expression stiffened.

"Looks like that video isn't on the memory card after all. You almost fooled me." Kushida Kikyo assumed the bearing of a victor, her smile utterly unrestrained.

"Then I'll show you the evidence right now."

But both Shuichi Kanda's expression and voice carried a hint of nervousness.

"Then bring out the evidence."

Kushida Kikyo got up from the bed, walked over to Shuichi Kanda, and looked down at him.

"Don't regret this!"

Shuichi Kanda said fiercely, though he was clearly bluffing.

"Please, go ahead. I'm waiting to enjoy the show."

Whether there was a video on it or not, Kushida Kikyo intended to see it, so she deliberately urged him on.

Seemingly unable to endure Kushida's provocation, Shuichi Kanda took out a card reader, inserted the memory card, and connected it to the computer.

As expected of a high-end item that had cost 200,000 points, it instantly copied everything on the card.

Then he selected a video from a folder in the memory storage and opened it with a special media player.

"So annoying! So annoying! So annoying!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Why doesn't someone like Horikita just die already?! That bitch!"

Not only was Kushida's expression, like that of a wicked demon, displayed clearly, but her voice came through with crystal clarity as well. The instant she saw it, Kushida's expression became extremely complicated—but this was also within her expectations.

If there really was a video file on that memory card, then she would snatch the card!

Only once the memory card left Shuichi Kanda's hands would she have her best chance.

Without wasting a second, the instant the video began playing, Kushida Kikyo pulled the card reader out of the computer's USB port, memory card and all.

"What a pity, Kanda. It's back in my hands now. You're such an idiot, Kanda. I never thought you'd make such a serious mistake right before succeeding. But thanks to your carelessness, I was able to get my hands on this very important piece of evidence."

Looking at Shuichi Kanda, who had lowered his head in silence, Kushida Kikyo laughed with delight. Being able to toy with someone so thoroughly—especially someone as clever as Shuichi Kanda—made her completely forget the resentment of losing her first kiss.

Hearing Kushida mock him in such a smug tone, Shuichi Kanda almost wanted to laugh. She was simply too pitiful—so pitiful that he could not help feeling sorry for her.

"Kushida, do you know this school's class assignment rules?"

"What's the point of bringing that up now?"

Without showing it, Kushida Kikyo took two steps back toward the bed. She had to prevent Shuichi Kanda from taking the memory card from her hand while they were talking.

"No, I just think there are some things you should know."

Shuichi Kanda spun his chair around to face Kushida.

"When the school sorts incoming students into classes, it evaluates them based on academic ability, physical ability, social skills, and so on. Outstanding talents go to Class A, while trash gets assigned to Class D.

"But isn't that strange? Whether it's you, Horikita, Hirata, or Kouenji, none of you are lacking in ability. Setting aside the idiots in Class D, the abilities of you few are among the best in the entire grade. Yet you were assigned to Class D. Don't you find that strange?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Listening to Shuichi Kanda, Kushida felt an increasingly bad premonition.

"Nothing. I just think that the reason people like you weren't assigned to Class A but Class D must be because you have some enormous flaw.

"Take Horikita, for example. She keeps to herself, looks down on everyone, despises those who don't study as well as she does, and has utterly terrible interpersonal relationships.

"Then there's Kouenji. He's absurdly self-centered, practically wearing his arrogance on his face.

"And then there's you. Your grades and athletic ability are both excellent, and your social skills could be called unmatched among the first-years. Yet I couldn't find a single problem with you."

At that point, Shuichi Kanda smiled, finally revealing a smile like a dagger laid bare.

"So, did you really think I wouldn't take precautions when meeting you alone?"

"If you wanted that memory card, you could have taken it. But you took it away so long ago, and yet the footage of you venting your emotions is still playing on my computer. Don't you find that strange?"

Upon hearing Kanda's words, Kushida hurriedly looked toward the computer screen behind Shuichi Kanda.

Sure enough, the footage of her viciously kicking the railing was still playing on the computer. There was simply no sound at the moment, so she hadn't noticed.

"So you had already prepared a backup. Everything I did before was just like a clown performing for you?" Kushida Kikyo wore an expression of disbelief.

Just what kind of person had she provoked?

"Kanda... just who are you?"