Chapter 455

And the fact that he studied so hard confirms that Hōsen was not from the White Room like Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.

Because someone who could be deployed from that place to deal with a genius like Kiyotaka Ayanokoji shouldn't be considered a hard worker.

They must be talented people.

However, it doesn't matter whether they are people in the White Room or not.

Hachiman didn't care.

He was even a little excited.

Because.

During spring break, he redeemed 36 million Private Points, and that portion of the points is now missing.

I've been thinking about making up for it.

If it can be made up for, then it might be necessary to target first-year students.

This year's first-year students are like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, fresh and adorable.

Then.

It makes one feel a little guilty about exploiting them.

But looking at it now...

There will be no more guilt.

Hōsen is currently unaware that he has been targeted by human observers and exploiters.

He was very dissatisfied with Nanase's repeated attempts to stop him today.

"What if I don't let go?" Hōsen said. "What can you do to me? I can even hit women!"

"Then I might have to make [that] thing public," Nanase said confidently.

"..." Hōsen.

Hōsen gave Nanase a cold look.

But Nanase showed no fear.

"Hmph." Hōsen then released his left hand that was holding Ibuki's neck, and Ibuki's body instantly fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Do you need a handkerchief?

Kushida the little angel, wouldn't miss such an opportunity to boost Ibuki's favorability, so she immediately ran over.

But Ibuki shook her head.

She should take it easy for a while.

She also felt humiliated. She had practiced martial arts since she was a child and could easily defeat boys of the same age in elementary school. In junior high school, her physical abilities were not as good as those of the opposite sex because of her gender, but she could make up for it with martial arts skills.

And now.

I truly felt... my own weakness.

"If you betray my expectations, then even if you are a woman, I will not go easy on you!" Hōsen said fiercely to Nanase.

"I will gladly accept the challenge then." Nanase stood up straight as ever.

"Hmph!" Hōsen put his hands in his pockets. "Let's go back!"

He also imitated the way he had done at Ryuen before, making a gesture as if he was heading home.

But.

"I am the Vice President of the Student Council. Hachiman Hikigaya from Second Year Class B."

Vice President Hachiman has arrived in front of Hōsen.

Enforcement was carried out.

"The students around me were all witnesses, including myself, who witnessed the violence against fellow students."

"Punish them."

"Because of the scene..." Hachiman paused. Sakura, though somewhat intimidated by the Matoba, handed over the camera.

Hachiman pulled up the photo of Hōsen Ibuki's neck that he had taken with the pink camera.

"Because the scene was too violent and the nature of the crime was heinous."

"And now that you know the true nature of this school, you still carried out violent acts in public, right under the cameras."

"Then that's knowingly breaking the law."

"Therefore, your First-year Class D's class evaluation score will be deducted."

"I've decided to impose the most severe punishment for fighting: a deduction of 100 points from First-year Class D's class evaluation score," said Vice President Hachiman. "And Hōsen Kazuomi will be suspended from school for a week."

"And we will pay the victim 100,000 points as compensation," Hachiman said.

"..." Hōsen.

Hōsen remained silent.

"What? You don't accept this punishment?" Hachiman Hikigaya looked at junior Hōsen.

"I accept," Hōsen said, his expression suddenly softening.

"Although you're just a junior, as a senior who has already spent a year at this school," Hachiman Hikigaya said. "I have a piece of advice for you."

"What did you say?"

"I have no idea how much violence you used to control your class, or how many students were forced to obey your orders because of that violence."

"However," Vice President Hachiman said mercilessly, "You should think carefully about whether you can bear the consequences before taking any action."

"Do you know how much damage your actions have caused to your class?" said senior student Hachiman Hikigaya.

"How many?"

It's just a mere 100 points in the class evaluation.

Hōsen can easily afford it.

"Back in the Ryuen, their class was also punished by the Student Council for fighting." And Hachiman, as if deliberately bringing up a sore spot, said, "Back then, they were deducted 400 points."

"The school will deposit living expenses into students' accounts every month based on class evaluation scores, in increments of 100."

"So, back then, Ryuen directly caused the class to lose 400 points, which means the class will lose 1.6 million points per month, and 48 million points over three years," Hachiman said.

"..." Ryuen.

In an instant, Ryuen, who had not yet left, became incredibly dazzling.

"Tch!" Ryuen scoffed dismissively.

But suddenly he laughed.

"I, Ryuen, have made it, so I admit it. But now, Hōsen, you piece of trash, you will also be penalized, and you will definitely be penalized more than me!" Ryuen said.

"I've been at this school for a year, and I still have over 200 points left in my class evaluation score, while you guys..."

"I'm afraid it will drop to 0 points in the first month!"

You don't know, do you?

"Even though you know the school rules, and even that you'll be taking a joint exam with us second-year students."

"But."

"But they didn't mention that your first-month-specific Behavioral Guidelines Exam for first-year students is over!"

"In other words, although you only lost 100 points for hitting someone, you might have lost several hundred points in the school's evaluation!"

Ryuen burst out laughing.

"You bastard!" Hōsen finally realized what was happening. "You were just trying to provoke me!"

"But you're the one who willingly fell for it, aren't you?" Ryuen put his hands back in his pockets.

"That's hilarious."

"I was the Class representative for the first month, and then the class starved to death in the first month."

"I ran out of money in the first month."

"What trash!" Ryuen immediately switched to taunting mode.

Although he had never directly clashed with Hōsen, he was bound to cross paths with him again as long as he remained in the school. Since he had already offended him, he might as well go all the way and make him die.

And.

People from the same place will never be convinced by each other, so one day he will either be expelled from the school or expel Hōsen.

"Damn it!"

This time, Hōsen rushed towards Ryuen without hesitation.

If his previous act of deliberately grabbing Ibuki's neck was simply because he felt he had come to Second Year Class B and wanted to project a rough and uncouth image, then continuing to do so would allow Kiyotaka Ayanokoji to lower his guard and misjudge him.

Result.

I really want to punch someone right now.

"Stop, Hōsen!"

At that moment, a tall man in a black suit with a bowl cut walked over.

The opponent had a tall stature and strong, powerful arms.

This is Tsukimaru Ten, the homeroom teacher of First-year Class D.

"I am very sorry that something like this happened to one of my students."

"Although I have told him about the school rules several times and considered the possibility of him breaking them."

"We will accept the Student Council's punishment," Tsukimaru Ten said. "And Hōsen, what is your attitude now?"

"..." Hōsen. "I understand."

Hōsen is a seasoned and skilled fighter.

He knew very well that his homeroom teacher was not just physically strong.

So for now, I've chosen to back down.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you." Nanase who came with Hōsen, bowed to the second-year students.

He expressed his apologies.

The homeroom teacher of First-year Class D just said to Hachiman.

"I am Tsukimaru Ten, the homeroom teacher of First-year Class D."

"I'm so sorry, my students have caused you trouble."

This homeroom teacher seems to be different from the Chabashira-sensei in the Hachiman class; he is a rather humane person.

"I've just started working at this school, and there are many things I don't know yet."

"Now I'm taking my students back with me."

And she is also very polite.

But.

Hachiman stared blankly at his raised hand.

Because the other person's palms were very broad and thick, and looked quite powerful.

Although he didn't participate in any fights, Hachiman learned a little judo under his father's tutelage when he was young.

He felt...

There's absolutely no chance of winning against this teacher, Tsukimaru Ten.