You Will Regret This Ichinose! [114]

“Aside from the opening ceremony, this is the first time I’ve seen this many people in one place.”

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Uesugi Gen rubbed his chin as he scanned the crowd, clicking his tongue in mild amazement.

At the same time, the students—divided into the Red Team and White Team—were discreetly observing him in return.

Ever since Uesugi became Vice President of the Student Council, his name had been on the radar of every class leader.

But thanks to his habitual absenteeism, he had rarely appeared outside his dorm or classroom, let alone actively managed Student Council affairs. Gradually, their attention on him had waned.

But now—

After just one school break, his name had shot back up to the top of everyone’s minds.

• One exam had widened the class point gap by 400+ points.

• Another exam had ended before it even started, netting him a staggering 40 million personal points.

Such jaw-dropping achievements had made him a living legend across the entire school.

—

“I’m Fujimaki from Class 3-A. I’ll be the General Commander for the Red Team.”

As the students gathered, a third-year senior stepped forward to introduce himself.

Huh? Not that sadistic glasses-wearing bastard?

It made sense, though. That guy—Horikita Manabu—had been insanely busy these past few days.

With Ryūen rampaging across the school trying to recover his lost dignity, and somehow roping Nagumo—the Vice President—into his nonsense, Horikita was probably pulling his hair out right now.

“For the first-years, here’s some advice. While some of you might think it’s unnecessary, make no mistake—the Sports Festival is critically important. The experience gained here will definitely be useful in future Special Exams.”

Oh? This guy’s actually pretty considerate—he’s even hinting at a future Special Exam.

Uesugi rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Of course, he had already learned about the upcoming Special Exam from both his goody-two-shoes classmates and the Student Council.

“The only event involving all grade levels is the 1200m relay at the end. All other events are divided by grade level. From here, each grade’s team should gather separately to discuss their strategy.”

With that, Fujimaki wrapped up his speech and left the students to their own discussions.

…

Just as Uesugi was about to stand up, a pair of slender, black thigh-high-clad legs entered his vision.

His gaze naturally drifted upward, passing over the absolute territory between skirt and stockings, past the perfectly balanced proportions, until he met the cool, yet lovely expression of Horikita Suzune.

She extended a delicate, porcelain-like hand toward him, her gaze averted slightly.

“Uh… we’re in the same group this time. Let’s work well together.”

Uesugi was about to grin and accept when—

Another soft, delicate hand grabbed Horikita’s first.

“Yahallo~ Horikita-san, nice to see you again! Let’s get along, okay?”

Ichinose Honami.

The moment their hands touched, Uesugi’s survival instincts kicked in.

He retracted his hand, scooted backward by two steps, and silently decided to stay out of this mess.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief—

Someone sat down beside him.

“Long time no see, Uesugi-kun.”

A sweet voice, gentle as a spring breeze, caressed his ears—yet all he felt was pure, bone-chilling dread.

Oh no.

Because ever since the cruise, Uesugi had been holed up in his dorm, grinding immortality cultivation and dodging a certain “partner in crime.”

Not only that—

Yesterday, during a phone call, while listening to an increasingly aggressive rant from a certain “partner in crime” about Horikita, Uesugi had fallen asleep.

Completely.

By the time he woke up, he saw a four-and-a-half-hour call duration on his phone.

His soul nearly left his body.

With trembling hands, he sent a humble apology to Kushida Kikyo and did not dare to open the text message bombardment that followed.

“Haha… it hasn’t been that long, has it? We just saw each other at the pool a few days ago, remember?”

Uesugi had now fully entered his “pathetically humble mode.”

“But you ran away before we even had a proper chat. You completely ignored your dear friend.”

Kushida’s tone carried a deep sense of grievance.

“No way! We’re best friends, aren’t we? You can call me anytime!”

Uesugi immediately surrendered, because—

He had noticed that Kushida’s gaze had been circling his neck since earlier.

She even licked her lips a few times—her tiny, sharp canines peeking out menacingly.

“In that case, it’s settled! I’ll text you when I’m free, okay, Uesugi-kun?”

Kushida’s face instantly brightened like the sun emerging from a storm, tilting her head with a sweet, innocent smile.

“Of course!”

Uesugi had already resigned to his fate.

Not “if” she contacts him.

She 100% will.

And it will be tonight.

“Oh~? So you two are this close, huh?”

“Gen-kun, you’ve never told me I could call you anytime.”

“……”

One voice was cold and sharp.

The other was gentle and friendly.

Both came from directly behind him.

Uesugi slowly turned his head, mechanically, and forced a smile.

“You guys… finished discussing already?”

Seeing Horikita, Kushida’s combat readiness doubled.

She jumped up instantly, engaging in verbal combat to help divert half of the incoming pressure off Uesugi.

“Oh, it’s really nothing~ We just happened to become friends on the first day of school, right? It’s not that different from you and Horikita-san!”

Horikita folded her arms, eyeing Kushida skeptically.

“You don’t talk about Uesugi often. How exactly did you two become so close?”

“Gen-kun, let’s go out tomorrow.”

Ichinose—completely unfazed by Uesugi and Kushida’s strange relationship—used it as leverage to invite him out.

“A-Alright! We’ll all go!”

Uesugi, desperate for an escape, agreed immediately.

“Not all of us. Just you and me.”

“…Just the two of us. Got it.”

Uesugi, utterly defeated, slumped in surrender.

But before he could even process what had just happened—

A commotion erupted from the White Team’s area.

Class C’s Ryūen Kakeru and Class B’s newly appointed leader, Sakayanagi Arisu, weren’t just not cooperating—they were openly arguing.

“The garbage from Class D is all yours. Take your lackeys and get lost, Sakayanagi. Uesugi is mine.”

“Oh my, that simply won’t do. I still have an unfinished chess match with him, you see~?”

Sakayanagi covered her mouth, laughing softly.

“Besides… aren’t you still searching for your Masked Perverted Voyeur Freak? Based on your own logic, isn’t he most likely in Class D?”

“Tch. I’ll deal with that trash later. A-Class is my real target.”

“My, my~ But you’ve never even beaten him once, have you? Perhaps I should avenge you instead?”

“……”

At that moment, every student in the gym turned to look at one person.

Uesugi Gen.

You truly are a sinful man.

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T/N: fucking men

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