In the corner of a dimly lit room, an indescribable creature hunched over a computer screen, sometimes nodding in approval, sometimes slamming the table in fury, and sometimes letting out eerie chuckles…
[Uesugi Gen used to be a host!]
Uesugi Gen stroked his chin as he read this latest rumor on the school forum. With a casual flick of his mouse, he silently gave it a like.
In a way… it’s not exactly wrong.
Next!
Scrolling down, Uesugi Gen continued browsing the masterful handiwork of their esteemed student council vice president.
[Uesugi Gen is a lolicon who loves little girls!]
His expression froze.
Slamming his hands onto the desk, he pointed a trembling finger at the screen.
W-Who posted this on our school forum?! This is slander—absolute defamation!
…It’s just that the girl I like happens to be a loli. That’s all.
Next.
[Uesugi Gen is a scumbag two-timer who’s juggling multiple girls.]
What utter nonsense!
How can having multiple relationships be considered scummy? I just have an exceptionally generous heart, that’s all.
Ding—
Uesugi Gen grabbed his ringing phone.
By now, he had already set up call filtering, allowing only a select few people to get through.
“Uh… should we still keep spreading these rumors?”
A cautious voice came through the receiver.
“Vice President Nagumo seems to have noticed that something’s off and is ordering us to stop.”
“Of course, keep going. Why wouldn’t we?”
Uesugi Gen’s voice carried a hint of amusement.
“Since the esteemed Vice President chose to start a war, he doesn’t get to decide when it ends. Besides, hasn’t he been exploiting you guys for a long time? As payment, I’ll make sure to drag him down from his spot in Class 2-A.”
Hearing Uesugi Gen’s promise, the person on the other end instantly grew excited.
“Yes! We’ll get on it right away!”
Tossing his phone aside, Uesugi Gen turned back to his computer screen, rubbing his hands together eagerly. Then, with practiced ease, he typed out a new post:
[Every bad thing that happens at Kōdo Ikusei is Uesugi Gen’s fault!]
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First-Year, Former Class A Classroom
“…Hey, this isn’t your doing, is it?”
Kamuro Masumi leaned in close to Sakayanagi Arisu, lowering her voice.
She was starting to get a headache.
Such an underhanded tactic—only one person came to mind when she thought about it.
But the problem was, these two had just been fooling around a few days ago, and now they were suddenly stabbing each other in the back like mortal enemies?
“It wasn’t me, Masumi.”
Sakayanagi Arisu gently adjusted the hem of her skirt, keeping her legs neatly pressed together as she sat with her usual elegance.
“As for who the real culprit is…”
A slow smile spread across her lips.
“I already have a few ideas.”
“…Then why are you just sitting here doing nothing?”
Kamuro Masumi’s tone carried obvious dissatisfaction.
“Oh my~”
Sakayanagi Arisu turned to Kamuro Masumi, covering her mouth as she chuckled.
“Are you worried about him, Masumi-chan?”
Realizing how her words might have sounded, Kamuro Masumi’s face instantly flushed pink. She instinctively turned her head to the side.
“W-Who’s worried about that bastard?!”
“Oh? That’s a shame. I was just about to tell you who the culprit is and ask you to pass the message along to him.”
Kamuro Masumi froze for a moment before stiffly turning back, her voice awkward.
“…If you have to tell me, I guess I can’t refuse. It’s not like I have a choice, since you have dirt on me.”
“In that case, lean in closer.”
Sakayanagi Arisu gestured with a smile, her voice laced with amusement.
As Kamuro Masumi leaned in, Sakayanagi’s lips parted ever so slightly.
“The culprit is…”
“…Hah?”
Kamuro Masumi’s body jerked upright. Her eyes widened as she stared at Sakayanagi in disbelief, silently questioning if she had misheard.
“It’s him.”
Sakayanagi Arisu nodded again, confirming it without hesitation.
She didn’t know exactly why Uesugi Gen had orchestrated this whole scheme, but there was no doubt that this move would significantly weaken the impact of her 30 million information leak.
By the time she revealed it, the former Class B students—already desensitized to the barrage of rumors—would likely dismiss it as just another fabrication. Even with the real documents in her possession, they had been obtained illegally, breaking school regulations. It was impossible to openly present them in front of everyone.
And with Uesugi Gen’s ability to manipulate a situation with mere words, all he had to do was laugh it off, and no one would take it seriously.
Judging from the origin of the rumors, most had spread from the second-years.
So… was his true target the student council vice president?
A bait-and-trap strategy.
Her genius-kun was truly as devious as they came.
—
First-Year Class C
BANG!
Ryūen Kakeru kicked his underling across the room, sending him sprawling.
Then, without hesitation, he marched over, grabbed the guy by the collar, and yanked him up, his veins bulging with barely restrained fury.
“Say that again. Repeat exactly what Kōenji Rokusuke said.”
“Y-Yes!”
The underling, faced with Ryūen’s thunderous expression, stammered as he relayed the message.
“T-That Kōenji Rokusuke said, ‘Uesugi Gen’s family is the biggest yakuza syndicate in all of Tokyo… n-no, in all of Japan.’”
Hearing it confirmed, Ryūen Kakeru’s face turned an alarming shade of green.
From elementary school, he had been a delinquent.
In middle school, he had been a delinquent.
At Kōdo Ikusei, he was still a delinquent.
And if he didn’t graduate as an A-Class student, there was a high probability that after leaving this school… he’d still be a delinquent.
Then, with enough effort, he’d probably join a yakuza group.
With even more effort, he could climb the ranks to become a small-time gang leader.
With even more effort, he might even become the boss of a mid-sized gang.
And after years of relentless struggle—
He’d finally earn the privilege of paying tribute to Uesugi Gen.
At the very end, after pouring his blood, sweat, and tears into his rise to power, he would fight his way from controlling a single street to ruling an entire town, then dominating an entire district, until—finally—he became the undisputed crime boss of a city.
Only then would he receive a gracious audience with Uesugi Gen.
—
Many Years Later.
His face, scarred by blades and batons.
His body, adorned with bullet wounds—badges of honor in his line of work.
And today, he would finally receive the highest honor…
A formal meeting with Japan’s most powerful yakuza syndicate.
He knelt on the tatami floor, awaiting the fateful moment.
“Yo~ isn’t this that guy from back in the day?”
A certain bastard, leisurely fanning himself, grinned down at him.
The smug, infuriating voice instantly dragged him back to his reckless high school years.
“Kakeru-kun, looks like you finally landed right where I wanted you. Ahahahahaha!”
That was his most humiliating defeat.
The unshakable nightmare that haunted him.
The lingering regret of his lost youth…
“Haa… haa… haa…”
Ryūen Kakeru suddenly snapped out of his daze, shaking his head violently as he gasped for breath.
No.
No!
This absolutely cannot happen!
Ryūen gritted his teeth, unwilling to accept such a fate.
The 800-million-point plan needed to be executed immediately—
Otherwise, he’d spend his entire life beneath that damn Uesugi’s heel!
His next course of action was clear…
Spread rumors about Uesugi Gen.
Ryūen Kakeru fell into deep silence.
BANG!
With a mournful expression, he kicked over a desk.
Goddamn it!!
THIS ISN’T ANY DIFFERENT FROM BEFORE!!!
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This is a fan translation of 人在实教，一之濑你会后悔的 by 作者：白良. All rights to the original work belong to the creator. Please support them by exploring their original work or sharing it with others if you can. Thank you for reading and supporting my efforts to bring this story to a wider audience!
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