Nagumo Miyabi's Favorite Slaps

Seven days after the start of official classes, in front of the student council office.

Knock, knock, knock--

"Enter."

"Yo, nice to meet you, Horikita Manabu."

U Amakusa greeted him like a frivolous playboy; perhaps this was his true nature.

"Oh? So you're that U Amakusa who extorted the second and third years? You truly are an interesting person..."

The speaker was the person beside Horikita Manabu; the two of them were the only ones in the student council room.

"Thanks for the compliment, Nagumo Miyabi, though I find you rather uninteresting."

Nagumo's eyes gradually turned dangerous, attempting to see through the person before him.

"You should call me senior, first-year."

"Heh." U Amakusa tilted his head, disdainfully saying: "You haven't earned enough respect from me to be called senior."

The reason U Amakusa treated Nagumo with such an attitude was entirely because Nagumo was standing in his way.

That day, he could have extorted a few more people, but Nagumo had sent his subordinates to contact him and obstruct his grand extortion scheme.

But in truth, this was not the reason U Amakusa loathed Nagumo; after all, cutting losses in time was a normal thing.

It was just that both Horikita Manabu and Nagumo Miyabi were aware that U Amakusa had seen through the school's rules.

Both acknowledged his talent, but the difference was that Nagumo wanted to bring U Amakusa under his command.

Nagumo believed in individual strength; he threatened U Amakusa that if he didn't join him, he would make U Amakusa's class fall out of Class A or force U Amakusa to drop out.

When it came down to it, it was just a simple provocation tactic.

If U Amakusa were to join Nagumo, he would only be looked down upon by him.

The second year had already lost its fun for him; he held a competitive spirit toward Horikita and wanted to surpass him.

And the third-year Horikita Manabu couldn't play with him for much longer; once Horikita Manabu graduated, he would sink his teeth into U Amakusa.

All because U Amakusa had displayed his talent.

Regarding this, U Amakusa had only one evaluation.

A rabid dog with rabies and no leash.

Compared to the two who were at each other's throats, the corners of Horikita Manabu's mouth rose slightly; U Amakusa was even sharper than he had imagined.

"The student council is not a place for arguing. Amakusa, we are very clear about your purpose for coming here. Let's get straight to the point: 500,000 private points."

Horikita Manabu started by driving the price down immediately.

"3 million private points per copy, 5 million private points for the second-year version."

U Amakusa stated the price he had in mind without hesitation.

Nagumo: "That's quite the lion's share you're asking for, Junior Amakusa."

"I'm eating you alive, not satisfied?" U Amakusa beckoned with his fingers. "If you're not satisfied, come and take me on."

Nagumo: "Just you?"

U Amakusa: "Just me."

"Hahaha." Nagumo laughed out loud, looking at U Amakusa with mockery.

"Horikita-senpai, the student council's security cameras seem to be broken, right? Could I trouble you to turn a blind eye? After all, some juniors need to recognize their place."

Horikita frowned slightly.

"Nagumo, you..."

"For someone who openly challenges the dignity of the Student Council President like this, I don't mind helping to clean things up. Of course, if I lose, it's 5 million per copy."

U Amakusa interrupted Horikita Manabu directly; Horikita Manabu understood instantly that U Amakusa knew Nagumo's plan.

Nagumo was naturally not someone who would act so impulsively; the cameras were his own doing, all for this very moment.

As long as his phone sent out a message, his people would arrive.

On the surface, it was violent robbery; in reality, he wanted to see to what extent U Amakusa's talent reached and what kind of response he would take.

Nagumo licked his lips. "I really want to know where your confidence comes from."

Having said that, Nagumo sprang up, bracing one hand on the desk, and delivered a fierce kick toward U Amakusa's head.

He wanted a fatal blow! To leave U Amakusa unable to rise again!

However, to the surprise of both Nagumo and Horikita Manabu, the battle ended as soon as it began.

U Amakusa blocked Nagumo's attack with one hand and grabbed Nagumo's ankle.

With a violent pull, Nagumo lost his balance entirely, and before he could even react, that hand, as large as the sky, struck his face with a loud slap.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; Horikita Manabu had only blinked, and the fight was already over.

Unfortunately, the people Nagumo had positioned were still waiting in vain for the signal.

Little did they know, their boss, who had only intended to test the waters, had been obliterated in an instant.

As for the culprit, U Amakusa, he shook his hands out and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe them, acting as if what had just occurred had nothing to do with him.

"Now you know, though you won't be able to hear it."

U Amakusa calmly bypassed the desk that Nagumo Miyabi's head had smashed through and pulled out the chair opposite Horikita Manabu to sit down.

As for the unconscious Nagumo Miyabi? No need to worry about him; the transaction continued.

U Amakusa took a USB drive from his pocket, placed it on the table, and slowly slid it toward Horikita Manabu.

"2.5 million private points from Class 3-A. I believe Horikita-senpai won't refuse."

Horikita Manabu looked at U Amakusa, who had repeatedly shattered his perception of him, and seemed to have made a silent decision.

"Then you should also be clear: given that you've been acting so lively under the cameras these past few days, do you really think this footage is worth that many points?"

"Just as Horikita-senpai says, but I dare assert that Horikita-senpai will pay these points."

After all, it is better to have a friend than an enemy.

"Interesting. Tell me more."

Horikita Manabu picked up the USB drive, his eyes fixed on U Amakusa.

U Amakusa's lips curled upward as he held up a hand to signal a number. "I only want 8 million private points."

"8 million?"

"8 million private points, and I will hand over the footage of Class 3-B to Horikita-senpai as well. As for how many points Horikita-senpai can extract from Class 3-B, that will depend on Horikita-senpai's own capabilities."

Horikita Manabu pondered for a moment and said slowly, "What are your conditions?"

U Amakusa held up two fingers. "I want two spots in the Student Council."

"You seem to want to avoid a direct confrontation with Class 3-B, which means I can only use the footage to reduce the points in their hands, not their class points. To me, the value is not equivalent."

U Amakusa smiled. "The value is indeed not equivalent; I am the one taking the loss."

U Amakusa then added, "I can also give Horikita-senpai the footage of the second-year students. Although Nagumo Miyabi is a mad dog that bites, he is someone who plays by the rules. Two sets of footage for 10 million private points. I believe Nagumo Miyabi, who has unified his grade, can still scrape that together. Of course, there is still a condition: keep this mad dog off my back until Horikita-senpai graduates. I don't want my school life to be unpleasant."

After hearing this, Horikita Manabu's lips curled upward. For him, this was indeed a proposal with massive benefits.

This underclassman was truly sharp.

U Amakusa's proposal made Horikita Manabu vaguely inclined to turn a blind eye to the incident. After all, it had happened right in front of the Student Council President.

Although U Amakusa didn't think Horikita Manabu would use that to pressure him, just because he didn't mention it didn't mean U Amakusa wouldn't preemptively shut his mouth.

"I accept your conditions, but I will give you 10 million private points, plus a gift."

Horikita Manabu tucked the USB drive securely into his pocket and operated his phone for a moment.

Before long, 10 million private points appeared in U Amakusa's personal account.

But U Amakusa, having received the 10 million points, was not happy. 10 million plus a gift—it was obvious there was a catch.

As for what Horikita Manabu could possibly ask of U Amakusa?

There was no need to think twice: Horikita Suzune.

"Can I refuse, Horikita-senpai?"

"I will offer you a condition you cannot refuse." Having said that, Horikita Manabu sighed. "I have a younger sister, Horikita Suzune, who was assigned to Class D. This is sufficient proof of her shortcomings. Within one year, I want to see Horikita Suzune grow."

U Amakusa sighed as well. "And? What is this condition I cannot refuse?"

"After I graduate, I will hand over all the points to you—the points belonging to Class 3-A."