"Every time you come looking for me, it's never for anything good. What do you want this time?" Horikita Manabu took off his glasses and wiped them with a lens cloth.
"Don't be so resentful, President. I'm here to help you."
"You think I need your help?" Horikita Manabu did not believe for a second that Ryuuen had come to help.
"Fine, fine, I'll drop the act." Ryuuen spread his hands. He really had not come to help—he had come to extort him.
"I'm guessing the school definitely doesn't want to make a big deal out of this incident. Your Student Council is surely on the school's side, right?"
Horikita Manabu said nothing. He wanted to see what Ryuuen would say next.
"And I, Ryuuen Kakeru, am undoubtedly on the students' side. President Horikita Manabu, you wouldn't want the school to be disappointed in you, would you?"
"Are you threatening me?" Being threatened by Ryuuen, Horikita Manabu felt more intrigued than angry.
"I wouldn't call it a threat. I just want to get some information from you, President."
"What lofty words. I don't think you can accomplish anything with this incident. Or were you involved in it as well?" Horikita Manabu began to suspect that this incident might have been a conspiracy orchestrated by Ryuuen.
"President, are you the kind of person who makes wild guesses without evidence too? I can tell you plainly that this incident has nothing to do with me. But if I wanted to stir up my classmates, I have no idea just how big this could become." Ryuuen was still Ryuuen. Though the incident had nothing to do with him, if there was something to gain from it, he did not mind wading into the mess.
"Profiting from disaster. Ryuuen, you really never move without