You Will Regret This Ichinose! [180]

What’s the first thing a newly appointed student council president should do?

Answer: Eliminate opposition.

Uesugi Gen hadn’t even officially taken office yet, but his purge had already begun—starting with the second-year students.

With Ichinose resting, he decided it was the perfect opportunity to sweep away the remnants of this incident once and for all.

Under the watchful eyes of all Class 2-A students, Uesugi Gen strode into their classroom with absolute confidence.

At the same time, students from other second-year classes lingered nearby, either intentionally or coincidentally.

Thanks to his impressive performance during the sports festival, Uesugi Gen was somewhat of a known figure at Advanced Nurturing High School.

Most students in Class 2-A exchanged confused glances, clearly unsure why another student council vice president had suddenly appeared in their classroom.

However, a few students’ expressions darkened, as if realizing exactly what was about to happen.

“Hello, may I ask what brings you to our class?”

A senior with orange hair approached him, wearing a friendly smile.

Uesugi Gen swept his gaze across the classroom—and right on cue, Nagumo Miyabi stepped in from the hallway.

“Yo, Nagumo-senpai,” Uesugi Gen greeted casually. “Your time’s up. Come with me.”

Nagumo Miyabi’s expression flickered for just a moment before he quickly regained his composure, flashing a bright, confident grin.

“Uesugi-kun, you shouldn’t joke around like that,” he said cheerfully.

At that moment, the entire Class 2-A realized something was wrong.

Their gazes sharpened, turning hostile as they stared at Uesugi Gen.

“I’ve got some good news for you all.”

Uesugi Gen casually strolled up to the podium and sat down, one leg crossed over the other as he spoke with interest:

“Half an hour ago, Horikita Manabu officially submitted his resignation as student council president. Now, guess who the next president is going to be?”

Nagumo Miyabi’s smile froze.

The composure he had maintained just moments ago vanished entirely.

“Why… Why haven’t I received any notification about this?” His voice wavered slightly. “And why didn’t Horikita-senpai inform me either?”

Strange.

Nagumo couldn’t understand—he had just successfully used this whole incident to damage Uesugi Gen’s reputation. Why had the administration not even given him a chance?

“Oh, it’s simple.”

Uesugi Gen spread his arms with an easy smile.

“Because you were never even considered for the position in the first place. As for Horikita Manabu—feel free to go ask him yourself.”

“Impossible!”

Nagumo Miyabi staggered back, his face filled with disbelief. “I could understand if the administration didn’t inform me, but why would Horikita-senpai also—?”

Huh. So you’re more concerned about Horikita Manabu’s opinion than the administration’s?

Uesugi Gen mentally noted Nagumo’s reaction with amusement.

“Since you seem so suspicious, I might as well explain how I got this position—so you don’t accuse me of cheating the system.”

Uesugi Gen stretched lazily before resting his chin on one hand.

“I proved to the school that I’m more valuable than you. That’s it.”

“…What do you mean?”

Nagumo Miyabi’s frown deepened, an ominous feeling creeping into his gut.

【Vice President Nagumo? I heard you’ve been looking into that first-year, Uesugi Gen. Well, I actually know a little bit…】

Uesugi Gen smiled innocently and tapped his phone a few times.

The recorded conversation began playing for the entire classroom to hear.

“Oh, I’ve got more~.”

He clicked another file.

【Feel free to ‘welcome’ my unadorable junior however you like. Go all out—I’ll cover for you, even if it gets him expelled.】

“If you think audio recordings aren’t reliable, don’t worry.”

Uesugi Gen tilted his phone slightly, playing a video for everyone in the room.

“Man, having connections is great. I received so many anonymous reports in just one day!”

“Nagumo-senpai, thanks to you, so many students got dragged into this mess. Two years of reputation, gone in an instant.”

“And on top of that—abusing your position as vice president to target another student council member? Well… I don’t think you’ll be holding that position for much longer either.”

Uesugi Gen shook his head in mock regret.

“Nagumo-senpai… your public image just collapsed.”

As the recordings played, the classroom erupted into chaos.

Countless disbelieving eyes turned on Nagumo Miyabi.

“You…!”

Nagumo wasn’t stupid—he immediately pieced everything together.

His expression darkened, his teeth clenched as he glared coldly at Uesugi Gen.

“This was all your doing!”

“Senpai,” Uesugi Gen said innocently. “You attacked me first. How can you blame me for fighting back?”

Nagumo’s eyes narrowed with barely concealed rage.

“You really think you’ve won, don’t you?” He hissed, voice dropping to a venomous whisper.

“This time… I was careless. But I’ll pay you back in full—just wait!”

Uesugi Gen gazed down at Nagumo from the podium, chuckling at his bitter, resentful expression.

“I don’t see why you’re so confident, senpai,” he said smoothly. “Because frankly… I don’t think you’ll get the chance.”

Nagumo froze.

Something felt wrong.

Uesugi Gen hopped down from the podium, leaning in close to whisper in Nagumo’s ear.

“When you started spreading rumors about me…”

His voice lowered further, almost a whisper against the stunned vice president’s ear.

“Did you bother figuring out who I really am?”

Nagumo Miyabi’s entire body stiffened.

Cold sweat broke out across his skin.

A single memory surfaced—

A certain rumor that had spread just days ago.

“…You’ve really screwed up.”

Uesugi Gen sighed, shaking his head in mock sympathy.

“Personally, I don’t mind these things… but if my family finds out…”

He let the words linger.

“You might just end up… at the bottom of Tokyo Bay.”

“Th-That’s illegal!” Nagumo stammered.

“And slandering me with false rumors wasn’t against school policy? You still did it.”

Uesugi Gen’s gaze flickered as he studied Nagumo’s trembling form.

Then, an idea struck him.

His eyes lit up.

“You like playing games with people, don’t you?”

“N-No, it was just a joke! Just a harmless joke!”

Nagumo’s confidence had crumbled entirely.

“Then let’s play a game together.”

Uesugi Gen’s smile turned utterly harmless.

“I hear you like expelling people who threaten you. So how about this? Let’s make a bet.”

“If you graduate without me getting you expelled, then we’ll call it even.”

“…Otherwise—”

Nagumo’s fear grew as Uesugi Gen patted his shoulder reassuringly.

“Relax.”

“After all… I’m not a devil.”

A kind, warm smile spread across Uesugi Gen’s face.

“Oh, by the way—Tokyo’s starting a new idol group soon. Ever heard of Backstreet Girls?”

“With your blond hair, sharp features, and talent for acting—”

He grinned.

“I think you’ll be perfect for it, Nagumo-senpai.”

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T/N: well… he’s not the devil but he’s lucifer

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