At precisely 7 AM, Uesugi Gen did something unprecedented—he woke up early.
Today was his coronation day.
The last time he took part in a survival test on the uninhabited island, he had descended upon his loyal D-Class.
But today… today, he would arrive in C-Class.
And with Honami and Arisu by his side, he was about to accomplish an unprecedented feat—
—Complete domination of the entire first-year of Advanced Nurturing High School!
By the time he reached his second year, this achievement would naturally evolve into dominating the second-year students.
Then, the third year.
And finally—standing atop the entire school!
But, of course, that was a goal for the future.
For now, Uesugi Gen stood in front of a glass window by the roadside, adjusting his collar.
Slipping his bag over one shoulder, he straightened his posture and strode confidently toward C-Class.
A new dynasty, a new era. With every ruler comes a new court. For the next two weeks, I shall carve out a vast empire for C-Class, transform into Kōdo Ikusei’s war wolf, and wage battle across the school!
As for the future subjects and loyal hounds of his empire…
At that moment, Kaneda Satoru had something to say.
A monster from A-Class has landed at Ryūen Port…
An unspeakable, man-eating demon lord of a student council president is advancing on Grass…
The despicable and shameless Uesugi Gen has entered Grenoble…
The supreme ruler of A-Class has arrived at his ever-loyal C-Class…
The moment Kaneda recalled his traumatic experiences on the deserted island, he felt as if he was still trapped in hell itself.
Last time, in an attempt to escape this hell, he had sprinted a full five kilometers before stopping.
Would he have to run ten kilometers this time?!
“No, no! If this is a dream, please let me wake up!”
Kaneda buried his face in his hands, letting out a miserable wail.
…
Meanwhile, in the C-Class classroom, a heated discussion was taking place in the back of the room regarding their Uesugi Gen countermeasures.
C-Class Strategy Meeting
Ryūen Kakeru’s most devoted underling, Ishizaki Daichi, stood with his arms crossed, unimpressed by Kaneda’s reaction.
“Come on, Kaneda. As a proud member of C-Class, how can you cower in fear? Stop inflating his reputation while crushing our own. We should be learning from Ryūen-san’s unwavering resilience.”
Kaneda stiffened, glancing at Ishizaki before looking back down, deadpan.
“…Ishizaki. Could you, uh… stop shaking?”
Ishizaki’s face turned beet red.
He hastily pressed his hands down on his trembling legs and coughed.
“T-That’s just because I skipped breakfast and I’m feeling lightheaded, that’s all.”
Straightening up, he turned and rallied the others, shouting,
“It’s just Uesugi Gen! No matter how strong he is, he can’t possibly take down all thirty-nine of us at once!”
“Yeah, that’s right!”
Several guys echoed in agreement.
Kaneda pushed his glasses up with a sigh.
“Ishizaki, allow me to correct you. It’s not thirty-nine—it’s twenty-something. The girls have already surrendered.”
“…WHAT?!”
Ishizaki whirled around to face the girls’ leader.
“Shiina, why the hell would you surrender so quickly?! Uesugi isn’t even here yet!”
Hearing her name, Shiina Hiyori put away her phone and tilted her head slightly, her violet eyes sparkling with curiosity.
“But Ryūen-san specifically told us to follow Uesugi-kun’s orders before he left, didn’t he?”
“That doesn’t mean you had to surrender instantly! At least put up a fight first—show some backbone!”
Ishizaki roared in protest.
“Yeah! Let him see our C-Class spirit!”
The remaining C-Class boys joined in, shouting their support.
And then—
“Oh? Is that so?”
A calm male voice drifted in from outside the classroom.
In an instant, every single person froze—as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss.
Under the weight of their collective stares, Uesugi Gen strolled casually into the classroom.
With a little hop, he landed on the teacher’s podium, leisurely scanning the room before flashing a friendly smile.
“Who said that? Show me.”
SLAM!
The entire C-Class male population took a synchronized step backward—
Leaving Ishizaki Daichi all alone at the front.
“HIM!”
“Hmm?”
Uesugi’s gaze softened as he looked at Ishizaki.
“T-That’s right!”
Ishizaki steeled himself, puffing out his chest.
“They might be afraid of you, but I’m not!”
Desperate for support, he quickly turned to the biggest powerhouse in their class.
“Right, Albert?!”
Seated in the back, the mixed-race behemoth Yamada Albert had remained silent throughout the discussion.
Now, at Ishizaki’s call, he slowly rose from his seat and approached Uesugi.
At nearly two meters tall, with a build like a mountain, his sheer presence was suffocating.
Come on, Albert! Our class is counting on you!
The boys clenched their fists in silent anticipation.
In mere moments, Albert reached Uesugi—
And then, under the watchful eyes of all of C-Class—
He suddenly bowed his head deeply.
“BOSS!”
YAMERO!!!
The rest of C-Class turned ashen gray on the spot.
“Good! For the next two weeks, you’ll be my right-hand man.”
Uesugi clapped Albert on the shoulder, looking very pleased.
“Yes!”
“…And what about the rest of you?”
“No way! Not happening! Even Ryūen-san had to beat us into submission before we acknowledged him! There’s no way we’d—”
“Hmm?”
Uesugi slowly turned to face the huddled mass of C-Class boys, his gaze tranquil as still water.
And yet—
A crushing pressure descended upon them, as if an invisible hand had clamped tightly around their chests.
W-What is this…?
A cold sweat dripped from Ishizaki’s forehead.
His mind went blank.
The next moment, he realized—
His head was bowed.
When… When did I lower my head?!
Opening his mouth, he found himself unable to utter a single word.
Not even a sound.
“…Looks like no one objects, then.”
Uesugi’s voice remained warm and composed—yet it carried an undeniable authority.
“In that case, I hereby declare myself the new leader of C-Class!”
The pressure vanished instantly, leaving only Uesugi’s delighted voice echoing through the classroom.
“Hahh… hahh…”
Ishizaki gasped for breath, his chest heaving.
Around him, the other boys were just as shaken.
He looked up—
Sunlight streamed through the windows.
The girls looked perfectly fine, watching them with mild curiosity—as if nothing had even happened.
Was that… just my imagination…?
Having officially claimed his throne, Uesugi hopped off the podium, cleared his throat, and announced smugly,
“From now on, you’ll all refer to me as Uesugi Aniki!”
Heh! Ryūen, watch me steal your boys!
“NO! THIS IS THE ONE THING WE CAN’T ACCEPT! WE ARE LOYAL TO RYŪEN ANIKI!!!”
The C-Class boys exchanged panicked glances before turning to their representative—Ishizaki Daichi.
For the sake of their beloved leader, Ishizaki clenched his jaw and shouted,
“ABSOLUT—”
“Hmm?”
Uesugi’s gaze sharpened.
“HAI! ANIKI!!!”
Ishizaki instantly fell to his knees.
“Good! Say it together now.”
Uesugi smirked.
“…Uesugi Aniki.”
The boys muttered hesitantly.
“Louder! Is this all the spirit you have?!”
“Uesugi Aniki!!”
“STILL NOT ENOUGH!!”
Moments later—
“UESUGI ANIKI—!!!”
Standing atop the podium, Uesugi raised his fist high.
“From this moment forward… I AM YOUR—”
“ANIKI!!!”
“TOGETHER, WE WILL CONQUER KŌDO IKUSEI!!!”
“OH!!!”
Their first target?
D-Class.
“Crush D-Class, capture Ryūen Kakeru alive!!!”
“Crush D-Class! Capture Ryūen—uh?”
In an instant, the eyes of every C-Class boy cleared.
They weren’t stupid.
In two weeks, Ryūen was coming back.
If they went through with this… they’d be the ones getting slaughtered.
“Hmm? Are you all thinking of betraying me?”
Uesugi Gen’s face remained smiling and gentle as ever.
But to the C-Class boys, a sinister black aura began pouring out of him, rising like an all-consuming tide. The very floor beneath his feet seemed to morph into a swirling pit of black sludge, threatening to swallow them whole in the next second.
“We wouldn’t dare, Aniki!!!”
In eerie synchronization, the boys bowed their heads and shouted in unison.
“Then, say it with me—CRUSH D-CLASS! CAPTURE RYŪEN KAKERU ALIVE!!!”
“HAI! CRUSH D-CLASS! CAPTURE RYŪEN ALIVE!!!”
Forgive us, Ryūen-san!
We are loyal, we swear!
Every C-Class boy howled in despair inside their hearts.
“Now, let’s march forward and declare war on D-Class!”
“HAI, ANIKI!”
At this point, they had no strength left to resist.
Utterly defeated, they fell in line behind Uesugi Gen, marching in unison toward D-Class, their footsteps heavy with resignation and doom.
…
Unlike the chaotic, war-mongering C-Class, B-Class was surprisingly harmonious.
“For the next two weeks, I look forward to working with you, Hirata-kun.”
Katsuragi Kōhei extended a firm handshake, welcoming Hirata Yōsuke with a polite nod.
At first, he had assumed that Sakayanagi Arisu wouldn’t care much for this leadership swap.
If anything, he thought she might use it as an excuse to push him into A-Class, further undermining his influence.
But against all expectations, Sakayanagi chose to go to A-Class herself and voluntarily handed him leadership of B-Class.
A complete surprise.
Since things had turned out this way, it was now his duty to properly welcome and accommodate Hirata Yōsuke from D-Class.
Hirata, ever the model diplomat, responded with an easy smile.
“Likewise. If you need anything during the special exam in two weeks, just let me know.”
The unspoken message was clear—
I won’t compete for control. I’ll follow your lead.
Hearing this, the former A-Class students exchanged approving smiles.
After all, in two weeks, they’d be working together for the special exam.
If Hirata was willing to step aside so smoothly, then it was only right that they return the favor with kindness.
…
While the boys were having a constructive conversation, the girls’ side was… unsettlingly quiet.
Kamuro Masumi and Horikita Suzune sat opposite each other—
Locked in a silent, intense stare-down.
“…Uh.”
Kamuro struggled for a moment before finally forcing out,
“…Hello.”
Yes.
Even though they had stood on the same side during the Uesugi Gen trial, they had never actually exchanged greetings before.
Other than Sakayanagi Arisu and Ichinose Honami or Horikita Suzune and Kushida Kikyo, the girls of the different classes didn’t actually harbor any strong feelings toward each other.
Horikita’s reply was cool and detached.
“Hello.”
“…”
Silence.
The air around them grew heavy.
Kamuro felt a headache coming on.
She was never the type to initiate friendships, and yet, somehow, the girl across from her was even worse.
“…Feel free to do as you like these next two weeks.”
“Got it. Thank you.”
“…”
Kamuro gave up.
She made a mental note to ask Uesugi Gen later.
How the hell do I talk to this girl?
Sakayanagi’s only instruction regarding Horikita had been:
“Do as you please.”
She could either listen to Horikita’s orders or pretend she didn’t exist.
But judging by the situation…
That order was completely pointless.
Horikita clearly had zero interest in giving orders.
Kamuro sighed.
She had never been suited for hosting guests.
What Kamuro didn’t know was that, all things considered—
B-Class was actually doing far better than expected.
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