Chapter 141: Fuyuji Mikage's Golden Touch
Inside the bus heading from the pier toward Advanced Nurturing High, the windows were like a widescreen in constant, flowing reverse.
Beyond the glass, the cityscape unfolded layer by layer.
Buildings, cars, signs, crowds—all ceaselessly appearing and vanishing on the screen, like a machine that never stopped, roaring and rumbling to life in the morning light.
Class A: 1682 cl
Class B: 1243 cl
Class C: 422 cl
Class D: 0 cl
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Fuyuji sat in the very last row of the bus. Gazing at Class D, whose points had once again returned to zero, he put on a regretful head-shake—the Thomas Jasper Cat Sr. signature edition.
They'd set out at zero, and they'd come back at zero. If not for that ten thousand private points Ryuen was paying them every month, Class D would've been better off taking his advice that very first day—staying behind at school and enjoying a leisurely summer vacation, rather than staying on a deserted island and playing wilderness survival.
Once he got back, he'd transfer a million to Cha-Cha. After all, she'd lost five hundred thousand because of him, and Class A had gained two and a half million thanks to her. She deserved some compensation.
Besides, Cha-Cha had such a great figure—all curves in the right places. That plush, elastic sensation still lingered in Fuyuji's brain even now. It'd be a real shame if she starved herself thin.
As for Horikita...
A gratified smile surfaced on Fuyuji's face.
After a full week of training on the deserted island, she was now a seasoned master of wilderness survival. Even within the school campus, she could tenaciously survive with zero points.
"Buzz—"
The phone in his palm suddenly gave a violent jolt.
[Ding! 1,000,000 Points Deposited!]
That delightful sound. That reassuring number. This was truly having a pillow delivered right as he was nodding off.
No need to guess. At this moment, the only people in the entire school who could produce such a huge sum—aside from Blond Senpai—was that twisted, tsundere siscon, Horikita Manabu.
Had he just gone through the special exam and now had money again to protect his little sister?
[Fuyuji Mikage: ?]
[Horikita Manabu: The details of this first-year special exam have been fully transmitted back to the Student Council. On the deserted island, Suzune withdrew from the exam early. The accompanying symptom was a physical fever. If she had wanted to exploit the rules to swap leaders, she wouldn't have used a method so difficult to control. Therefore, the only possible conclusion is that Suzune genuinely had a fever.]
"..."
Fuyuji narrowed his eyes and silently took a screenshot. This would serve as proof that he hadn't leaked any information to Manabu—Manabu had deduced it all on his own.
Another message came through.
[Horikita Manabu: If it was a fever, knowing Suzune's personality, she would most likely have stubbornly endured until the exam ended. Yet the school's report states that Suzune returned to the ship early—and on her own initiative, at that. Someone must have persuaded her to withdraw midway through.]
So this was Horikita Manabu—hailed as the strongest Student Council President in the school's history. No wonder he could drag thirty-nine others along without a single student falling behind for three whole years.
It had come to this.
After hesitating for exactly zero-point-one seconds, Fuyuji's expression instantly turned solemn. His fingers flew across the screen.
[Fuyuji Mikage: Yes. If not for me, your little sister would be an idiot right now.]
Faced with the temptation of money, Fuyuji cast aside his promise to Horikita without a second thought and recounted in meticulous detail every self-destructive stunt her brother's little sister had pulled in this exam.
A mere promise? How could it possibly compare to a million points? And the person in question was Horikita—that made it even less worthwhile.
Unless, one day, she also called him "Onii-sama"~
As for the acts of making the man's little sister faint from anger and dropping her feverish body onto the grass—those were naturally automatically omitted.
The other end seemed to have been stunned by the sheer recklessness of his little sister's near brain-frying actions. Fuyuji's phone remained silent for a considerable stretch of time before ringing out once more.
[Horikita Manabu: 500,000...]
Fuyuji glanced at his phone. The screen was blank. No new information had appeared.
[Fuyuji Mikage: ? What does that mean?]
[Horikita Manabu: The 500,000 I owe you. I will repay it to you as quickly as possible.]
"..."
That single, short sentence told the entire bitter story of this older brother's heart.
Looking back to the beginning—how full of spirit and vigor this man had been. Standing astride the road, blocking his path, declaring he would use three punches to test Fuyuji's mettle.
When he pulled out his phone to transfer the money, his movements had been so crisp and decisive, so dashing and handsome. Fuyuji had once believed he'd met the school's top heartthrob—the very man who topped the list of "This Scoundrel Must Die."
And now, barely a semester had passed. The strongest Student Council President in the school's history had fallen to such a state. Not only had three years of painstaking savings been wiped clean—he was now saddled with debt.
What... had this world come to?! (Sobs)
Fuyuji forcibly suppressed the urge to lose his composure. A trace of sympathy for this man flickered through his heart. His fingers tapped the screen.
[Fuyuji Mikage: No need. You're a regular customer. A little discount like this is doable.]
[Horikita Manabu: The Horikita household does not have the habit of owing others. I will repay you as quickly as possible.]
[Fuyuji Mikage: Uh... fine, then.]
[Horikita Manabu: As a side note, your outstanding performance in these two special exams has already caught the school administration's attention. Especially the VIP exam—if your class's homeroom teacher hadn't submitted the solution method in a written report, I doubt even the school would have imagined it could be solved that way.]
Fuyuji's grip on his phone tightened with an itch of resentment. That perverted teacher—he'd actually sold him out for the sake of his own bonus!
[Fuyuji Mikage: So... is there any reward?]
[Horikita Manabu: None. If, in the future, you have any intention of running for Student Council President, the school will cast a vote in your favor. And after graduating from Class A, the letter of recommendation you receive will be a tier higher.]
[Fuyuji Mikage: Tch~ Drawing me a big pie again. Still trying to drag me into the Student Council.]
[Horikita Manabu: That's all. Let's end it here. If you have further questions, you can come find me to discuss them once we're back at school. However, the Student Council is undergoing renovations these next few days, so we'll have to find another location. Goodbye.]
[Fuyuji Mikage: Goodbye!]
The Horikita household does not have the habit of owing others?
Looking at Manabu's message on his phone, Fuyuji shrugged helplessly and let out a long sigh.
It was this very phrase that had done you in.
Just then, Morishita, seated beside him, poked her little head over and looked at Fuyuji's phone screen. She reached out a finger and prodded it.
"That walking wallet you mentioned—did he come to give you money again?"
Yamamura also leaned her head over to look and chimed in. "Is that the long-term meal ticket you were talking about before?"
Fuyuji slowly slid his finger across the phone screen. A mysterious smile surfaced on his face. "Morishita. Miki. Would you believe me if I said... I can actually do magic tricks?"
"Don't tell me you're about to say to the great Morishita that you can actually talk to the forest. That is the great Morishita's exclusive ultimate technique." Morishita stared at Fuyuji with open suspicion.
"So what's the magic trick? Making someone disappear, or levitating?" Yamamura's face showed a look of curiosity.
"Watch."
Fuyuji raised his phone slightly and gestured for the two of them to focus their gazes.
Then, with lightning speed, he took a screenshot of his conversation with Manabu and sent it to Nagumo Miyabi.
[Fuyuji Mikage: Senpai. You know... I've actually always supported you.]
Three seconds later.
[Ding! 1,500,000 Points Deposited!]
[Nagumo Miyabi: Oh my~ You truly are the most adorable kouhai I've ever met~]
"See?" Fuyuji grinned smugly. "With a single sentence—I made a man give me 1,500,000!"
The back rows of the bus sank into a strange, eerie silence.
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