Chapter 086 Scolding Nagumo Miyabi / Ryuen Kakeru: Not just Shimizu Akira, this daddy can also teach you a lesson, Yagami
Sakayanagi Narumori adjusted his glasses, learning from his daughter's mouth her idea of not doing the surgery for the time being.
How to put it, not doing it for now was correct. A good delay.
Nowadays, technology and science develop with each passing day, with breakthroughs in various fields almost every month. As a disease given priority research across various countries, heart disease could be said to undergo major changes every year.
At any rate, besides having difficulty moving, being unable to run normally, and needing to walk with a cane, Arisu looked no different from other ordinary students right now.
It was rather better to let her enjoy her rare high school life while quietly waiting for the latest progress in foreign heart disease research, waiting until the success rate approached one hundred percent before acting, which wouldn't be too late.
There was no need to go gamble on that seemingly high seventy percent probability. What if something went wrong?
"I heard it was Shimizu Akira who advised her. That child helped Arisu a big favor, and also helped me quite a bit during the last uninhabited island special exam. I merely gave him a phone call last time."
Sakayanagi Narumori glanced at the surveillance screen, originally intending to call Shimizu Akira over immediately to thank him in person, but with just that casual glance, he discovered Shimizu Akira holding a female classmate of the same class in each hand, walking straight back to the dormitory.
"It seems the other party is busy, so I'm afraid I can't disturb him today."
They were high-spirited high school students after all; everyone came through that stage. Just after the special exam finished, it was also quite normal to release some pressure. Only, this time he brought two female classmates into the dormitory at once.
When Sakayanagi Narumori came to hand over, the school staff had told him that Shimizu Akira spent an extra eight million personal points to open a special rule. He didn't think the other party violated the dormitory regulations.
He just felt it was somewhat a pity. Originally, he thought quite highly of Shimizu Akira to be his son-in-law.
His own Arisu had very strong self-esteem; letting her agree to share a man with other women was certainly not very realistic. Sakayanagi Narumori rubbed his temples, deciding still not to meddle in the emotional matters of the younger generation.
He picked up the phone, thought about it, and called Nagumo Miyabi, telling him to come to the office immediately.
About ten minutes passed, and Nagumo Miyabi arrived at the office somewhat disheveled. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Chairman Sakayanagi, calling me over on the weekend, what exactly is the matter?"
Sakayanagi Narumori swept a glance at him, "President Nagumo, I just want to ask about the cultivation of the new president, how is it going on your end?"
According to the tradition of past terms, the student council president usually wouldn't change terms until around December when the third semester begins, so the Chairman didn't urge him to quickly step down either. Only, it was going to be October right now. The position of the student council vice president was still vacant.
As the president who was about to step down, for Nagumo Miyabi not to cultivate a newcomer to take over was unjustifiable.
Nagumo Miyabi slowly restrained his smile, and also knew he was in the wrong, hurriedly saying, "Please rest assured, Chairman, before the third semester begins, I will definitely select a candidate for the new president properly."
"Oh? Listening to your meaning, you don't have a suitable candidate until now?" Chairman Sakayanagi's tone sank, "Former President Horikita promoted you to the position of vice president early on when you were a second-year, how exactly are you acting as the student council president?"
He had watched with his own eyes Nagumo Miyabi randomly transforming this school for over a year, yet he didn't expect the other party hadn't even done the most basic part of his duties well; even given Chairman Sakayanagi's good temper, it naturally revealed dissatisfaction.
"This... it's really that there are too many excellent second-year kouhais in this term." Nagumo Miyabi wasn't looking for an excuse either, "Whether it's Ichinose Honami, Horikita Suzune, or Kushida Kikyo, they are all very excellent talents. I myself really find it difficult to choose who should be the vice president."
The contributions of the three people were evenly matched, and according to the internal voting results of the student council, they also won and lost against each other; it was indeed difficult to choose.
Of course, based on this alone, Nagumo Miyabi could just close his eyes and randomly draw lots, or promote directly whoever looked pleasing to his eye, and that would be the end of it.
But the problem was, all three of these people were Shimizu Akira's girlfriends. Nagumo Miyabi didn't want to let Shimizu Akira take this advantage, which was why it had been at a standstill until now.
Sakayanagi Narumori listened to Nagumo Miyabi's explanation, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Is it really only because of this kind of reason?"
Nagumo Miyabi said with a serious expression, "Every word is true."
Sakayanagi said seriously, "No matter what, the position of the student council vice president cannot remain empty all the time. This is your duty, and also your obligation. If you can't even do this small thing well, then the school will intervene in the selection of the student council's new president."
Nagumo Miyabi froze for a moment, "The school directly interfering in the student council's selection... has there really been a precedent for this before?"
The Chairman said flatly, "Yes, and more than once. The position of student council president has a lot of graft. There were two past terms where because of internal reports of the president's embezzlement and corruption, after the school expelled the president according to school rules, they had to intervene, and a sensei held the new selection."
Nagumo Miyabi was no idiot; Sakayanagi Narumori was beating him. What was called reaping graft? Who else could it be besides him.
After all, he was the Chairman who had stayed in this high school for decades; although he looked harmless to humans and animals on the outside, when it was time to be firm, he wasn't ambiguous at all.
If the school really intervened, bypassing him as the president to directly select the new president, where would his face be placed? The other classmates would probably laugh themselves to death.
Furthermore, selecting a second-year kouhai to take office as vice president was his own right, on what grounds should it be handed over to the school?
Therefore Nagumo Miyabi had no choice but to say, "Trouble the Chairman to give me some more time. Next there are still the sports festival and the cultural festival to prepare for, November... I promise that in November I will definitely submit a new second-year student to take office, ensuring the new president is in place before the third semester begins, and I will smoothly complete the handover and then step down."
Sakayanagi Narumori nodded, "Good, right now it's late September. I'll give you another two months; when the time comes, if you still don't hand it over, the school will forcibly intervene. Don't say I didn't notify you ahead of time."
Nagumo Miyabi lowered his head submissively, preparing to leave the Chairman's office, but was called to a halt before leaving.
"Wait a moment, there is one more thing, President Nagumo."
"What else does Chairman Sakayanagi have?"
"I just want to tell you that among the guests appearing at the cultural festival, there are also a portion of the third-year students' parents; I hope you conduct yourself well."
"Is that so... I got it." As if Nagumo Miyabi didn't quite react to it, he just nodded and then left.
Sakayanagi Narumori stared at his back. "This Nagumo Miyabi, didn't he hear the superficial meaning of what I said?"
Nagumo Miyabi exploited the third years for so long, quite a few students had resentment. Sakayanagi, as the Chairman, found it not very good to intervene in various aspects, nor was it convenient to care too much.
But those high-ranking parents who used the cultural festival to visit their own children wouldn't consider that much; seeing their own children suffer and complain, could they still spare him, Nagumo Miyabi?
The next day.
Shimizu Akira woke up at five-thirty on time. After finishing exercising his body, he simply made two breakfasts for Haruka and Airi.
The two finished eating, each gave him a morning kiss, and only then left his dormitory.
Shimizu Akira finished cleaning the room hygiene, rubbing his chin, "Should I equip several girlfriends with the room card keys to my dormitory?"
According to the school dormitory regulations, couples could hold each other's room cards. If yesterday afternoon Haruka and Airi had his Room 402 card, they wouldn't have had to stand at the doorway waiting.
But the problem was, he had eight girlfriends right now. If he issued room cards to all of them, what if one day everyone caught up together and all squeezed into his room?
What if while he was being intimate with one of his girlfriends, out of nowhere another girlfriend swiped her card, opened the door and walked in... that picture was simply unimaginable!
Yesterday when he was being intimate with Haruka and Airi, Kei and Chiaki seemed to be standing at the doorway.
"Better forget it." After multiple considerations, Shimizu Akira ultimately still gave up the idea of giving the room cards to his girlfriends.
He picked up his phone and simply looked at the messages in the group. The changes in class points didn't quite catch him by surprise.
Hearing Kikyo say, the person who dropped out from the neighboring Ryuen Kakeru's class was Manabe Shiho.
"Strange, isn't that woman Manabe Shiho quite compatible with the attributes of Class C?"
This one was a real, solid true gyaru, unable to be washed clean. Usually acting high and mighty in the class to bully her classmates, and when outside the class, relying on power to bully the weak. When dressing up, she was even more flashy and showy, both perming and dyeing her hair, just short of smoking and tattoos.
This kind of person was most suitable for Class C, which had the most punks. Last year also counted as helping Ryuen Kakeru several big favors.
Didn't expect that for this unanimous vote exam, she was turned around and kicked out of the class by Ryuen Kakeru. This also counted as a piece of good news for Kei.
At this time, with a ding, the phone entered the call interface. Shimizu Akira looked carefully, and it turned out to be a phone call from Shiina Hiyori.
After he connected, Shiina Hiyori's soft voice came from the other end of the phone immediately, "Akira-kun, good morning."
Shimizu Akira also said with a smile, "Hiyori, good morning."
"Hard work for yesterday's unanimous vote exam. I heard you guys were the first class to complete all tasks, congratulations."
"It was just by chance that our opinions were the same, fortunately Koenji didn't cause trouble. However, I heard your class lost a Manabe Shiho, how do you personally feel?"
"Back then when I suggested Ryuen Kakeru buy her, the contract she signed had actually already destined the current result."
His own Hiyori, although soft and weak on the outside, looking like a gentle girl overflowing with sympathy. But in reality, after associating more, one would find that Hiyori had sympathy indeed, just a bit more than ordinary people, far from reaching Ichinose Honami's level.
Sometimes, she would also very rationally make various decisions that required sacrificing other people.
Shiina Hiyori seemed to notice his silence, "Why suddenly not speaking? Could it be that you were scared by me?"
Shimizu Akira hurriedly smiled, "How could that be? I am just purely happy that you can make such a rational decision."
Shiina Hiyori gave him a white eye, "Me, rational? If I were rational, I wouldn't have agreed a few days ago..."
Halfway through her words, she immediately shut her mouth and stopped talking.
How could Shimizu Akira not know what she wanted to say, "Hiyori, it just so happens you called me. That something, I have already bought the things, how about we meet at the dormitory entrance at seven o'clock tonight?"
"...Mm." Shiina Hiyori said softly, "Seven o'clock, I'll wait for you."
Hanging up the phone, Shimizu Akira looked at the words 'Call Ended' on the screen, smiling unconsciously. Miss Hiyori, whom he had known for a year and a half, had finally come to this step.
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Ten o'clock in the morning.
Ryuen Kakeru brought Ishizaki Daichi and Yamada Albert, the three people sitting at the entrance of the teaching building, almost exactly the same as last week, one popsicle per person, eating leisurely.
Ryuen Kakeru's plan was very simple: Yagami Takuya was in the same teaching building as him, the other party always had to eat lunch, always had to go out to buy things and visit the supermarket. So after finishing breakfast, the three sat tight waiting for the rabbit here.
Just when Ryuen Kakeru browsed short videos until he was bored to death, Ishizaki Daichi finally said a sentence in a low voice, "Aniki, that kid came out!"
Ryuen Kakeru raised his head, looking in the direction Ishizaki pointed. Yagami Takuya walked out from the teaching building unhurriedly.
"Go." Ryuen Kakeru put away his phone, stood up, and casually threw the unfinished popsicle stick into the trash can nearby. Ishizaki Daichi and Yamada Albert also followed up.
The three people slowly followed behind Yagami Takuya, maintaining a distance of about twenty meters. Yagami Takuya's eye sockets were still somewhat red and swollen, but his face and complexion looked decent.
"Aniki, that kid looks like nothing is wrong. Do we make a move right now?" Ishizaki Daichi asked in a small voice.
"What's the rush." Ryuen Kakeru cast a glance at him, "There are too many people and eyes mixed here, follow behind, wait until reaching a place with no people before talking."
Ishizaki Daichi nodded.
Yagami Takuya crossed the playground, went around the gymnasium, walked another distance, and finally turned into a road.
This road usually had very few people walking, with high walls on both sides, and besides the entrance ahead, there were almost no other forks; to a person trapped inside, it was almost an alley.
"Right here." Ryuen Kakeru quickened his steps.
Yagami Takuya finally sensed something, stopping his steps and turning his body around. The three people just stood in front of him, less than five meters away from him.
Yagami Takuya himself smiled, "Three senpais, I don't know what business you have looking for me?"
Ryuen Kakeru walked a step forward, cracking his wrists, "Very simple. You kid beat up my two little brothers during the uninhabited island special exam last time, right? I came to give you a violent beating. The taste of diarrhea last week wasn't very comfortable, right?"
Yagami Takuya's face turned a few shades uglier.
These few days his stomach had been cramping in waves, like something was churning inside. Every few hours he had to run to the toilet once, tossing and turning back and forth seven or eight times a day, the whole person extremely collapsed.
Although he was a White Room assassin, there was no anti-toxin item in the curriculum.
He let out a cold laugh, " Ryuen-senpai, you only know how to use these low-class means. It's a pity, I am already well now. I knew long ago that you three people planned to make a move on me, which was why I deliberately lured you guys here."
Ishizaki Daichi instantly got a bit panicked, " Ryuen-aniki, I heard Sudo Ken, Yamada, and Hirata Yousuke, all three of them were not his match. Are the three of us really okay?"
Ryuen Kakeru gave his head a slap, "What are you afraid of! The injury on this guy's face isn't well yet!"
Yagami Takuya's nose and eyes were black and blue, but even so, it wouldn't affect his fighting ability; beating these three people was still just like playing around.
Yagami Takuya moved first. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Ryuen Kakeru.
Ryuen Kakeru didn't dodge, nor could he dodge. His skill was considered decent among ordinary people, but before a White Room assassin, it wasn't enough to look at at all.
Seeing the fist about to smash onto his face, Yamada Albert's figure suddenly inserted from the side, stiffly enduring this fist with his shoulder.
"..."
Albert took a step back, but Yagami Takuya was also shaken back half a step. He shook his numbed hand, narrowing his eyes to look at Albert.
"Only Senpai can block a fist of mine."
Albert was expressionless, blocking in front of Ryuen Kakeru.
"Albert, move aside." Ryuen Kakeru patted his shoulder. Albert hesitated for a moment, but still stepped aside.
Ryuen Kakeru walked forward, cracking his wrists, looking at Yagami Takuya with a half-smile. "You can fight very well?"
"Try it and you'll know."
Ryuen Kakeru didn't talk nonsense, directly rushing up. He threw a punch toward Yagami Takuya's chest, but in Yagami Takuya's eyes, this punch was as slow as being swung out in water.
He sidestepped to avoid it, at the same time smashing a punch onto Ryuen Kakeru's ribs.
"Ugh." Ryuen Kakeru gave a muffled groan, retreating several steps in a row.
"Aniki!" Ishizaki Daichi hurriedly rushed up, supporting Ryuen Kakeru.
"No problem, just like Albert said, this kid's strength isn't considered big either." Ryuen Kakeru rubbed his ribs, the gaze looking toward Yagami Takuya becoming dangerous, "Got some stuff."
"Ryuen Kakeru, if you admit defeat right now, I can beat you two punches less." Yagami Takuya patted the dust on his hand, his tone contemptuous, "Your strength is not even worthy to carry my shoes."
"Is that so?" Ryuen Kakeru smiled very weirdly. He suddenly produced a sprayer from his pocket, taking advantage of Yagami Takuya still being proud, raising his hand about to spray.
Yagami Takuya was not a pushover, immediately noticing his movement, retreating several steps; Ryuen Kakeru's spray sprayed into the air.
"Ryuen Kakeru, using this kind of low-class means again?" Yagami Takuya looked at him with disdain, "Do you think I have no preparation?"
Ryuen Kakeru smiled maliciously. At the same time, he produced a mask and goggles from his pocket to put on, and Ishizaki Daichi and Yamada Albert on the side did the same.
Yagami Takuya finally felt something was a bit off.
Sure enough, not only Ryuen Kakeru, but even Ishizaki Daichi and Yamada Albert produced sprayers, spraying everywhere toward this enclosed corner. The three people wore masks and goggles, also choked into coughing a few times, their expressions somewhat uncomfortable.
The mist finally drifted to Yagami Takuya's side. He originally didn't wear a mask, didn't wear goggles, plus his eyes and nose had originally suffered injuries, instantly feeling his eyes like being scorched, the inhaled air stinging and choking.
He hurriedly reached out his hand to wave, but that mist was hard to dissipate. In an emergency, he pulled down his upper garment with a jerk, fanning the air forcefully.
"I fuck your mom! Cough cough... Ryuen Kakeru, you bastard! Cough cough... you actually used tear gas spray!" Yagami Takuya roared while coughing.
Although Ryuen Kakeru also followed along to cough a few times, it was distinctly much better than Yagami Takuya. He grinned and smiled, "Idiot, where could I get hold of real tear gas spray? This is just an imitation, the effect not even one-fifth of the original version. But dealing with you is also enough... you just happen to have a facial injury, this thing to you, the effect is no less than the original version."
Yagami Takuya originally wanted to turn his head and run, but this was a dead alley. He blocked his face with his clothes and fanned the air crazily, planning to forcefully rush across, first guessing one person's goggles or mask before talking.
But with limited vision and having caught the trick, Ryuen Kakeru's group of three were not pushovers either; he actually let Yamada Albert block in front, and himself and Ishizaki Daichi took advantage of the opportunity to attack from both sides.
"Despicable... bastard..."
"Despicable? I just don't want to be beaten by you. You and Shimizu Akira have the same level of physical fitness, right? Beating us few ordinary people, that's not despicable?"
Yagami Takuya through the sight blocked by his clothes, suddenly discovered his clothes were actually soaked by the tear gas spray. Ryuen Kakeru just unscrewed the bottle directly and threw it over toward him.
The stinging odor rushed straight to his brain, where did he dare to smell more, hurriedly putting down his clothes.
But at the moment of putting down his clothes, his eyes were completely exposed outside, like being splashed with chili water, tears unable to stop flowing down. A huge fist came smashing head-on; Yagami Takuya instinctively wanted to parry, but with blurred vision and sluggish reactions, the fist smashed solidly onto his face.
"Albert! Hurry up and go!" Ryuen Kakeru called out.
Yamada Albert nodded immediately, quickly walking behind Yagami Takuya, directly pinning Yagami Takuya's limbs with his strong body.
"Yagami Takuya, right?" Only then did Ryuen Kakeru walk in front of him, "In this school, being able to fight counts as nothing. Truly powerful people need to know how to use their brains. I tell you, don't think only Shimizu Akira can handle you; I, Ryuen Kakeru, can also handle you. Remember it."
Yagami Takuya raised his head, staring at Ryuen Kakeru with red and swollen eyes. Beating by Shimizu Akira was one thing; at least the other party relied on strength to crush him. But right now, he was played like this by a trash who couldn't even fight using low-class means.
He was about to explode with rage.
"You... you will regret it..."
Ryuen Kakeru directly grabbed his hair, "Regret? I, Ryuen Kakeru, never do things I regret. On the contrary, you, Yagami Takuya, do you regret provoking me?"
Yagami Takuya didn't speak, just staring dead at Ryuen Kakeru.
Ryuen Kakeru grinned and smiled, "This daddy hates your gaze. Someone, slap his face!"
Ishizaki Daichi walked over immediately, giving him a slap without any politeness.
"Still quite stiff." Ryuen Kakeru let go of his hair, directly commanding Ishizaki Daichi, "Go, find me a stick."
Ishizaki Daichi turned around and ran away.
Yagami Takuya was stunned, "What are you looking for a stick for?!"
Ryuen Kakeru let out a cold laugh, "Naturally to beat you. You couldn't have forgotten, right, back then it was you who beat our class's Kinoshita Minori to a fracture. For fairness, you say, shouldn't you also get a fracture so it's good?"
Letting him become a cripple?
Yagami Takuya subconsciously began to struggle again, but Yamada Albert's strength was simply too large. He used the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, but failed to make the other party budge half a step.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He cursed loudly in his heart. This bunch of despicable beasts!
Clearly with the three people added together, he could fight them with one hand, but he himself was careless for a moment and caught the trick, being directly captured by the other party. This bastard, where on earth did he get hold of tear gas spray? Couldn't it be the cultural festival?
"Wait... Ryuen... let's talk things over!" At this time the tear gas mist in the air had mostly dissipated, and Yagami Takuya could finally say a complete sentence not so uncomfortably, "That time during the uninhabited island special exam was a misunderstanding! It really wasn't me who did it!"
At this time, Ishizaki Daichi finally ran back to the alley entrance again, holding a baseball bat in his hand from where he found it.
"Done well." Ryuen Kakeru didn't care about Yagami Takuya at all, directly taking the baseball bat and raising it up.
The baseball bat brought the sound of wind smashing toward Yagami Takuya's knee. Yagami Takuya instinctively wanted to dodge again, but Yamada Albert's iron-clamp-like arms dead-locked his body, and he couldn't move at all.
"Crack..."
It wasn't the sound of bones breaking, it was the muffled sound of the baseball bat hitting the side of the knee.
Yagami Takuya's face turned pale instantly, blue veins bursting out on his forehead, but he bit his teeth, tightly making no sound.
"This one is for Kinoshita." Ryuen Kakeru poked the baseball bat on the ground, "She still can't walk until now. Do you think one is enough?"
Yagami Takuya's lips instinctively began to tremble, "Ryuen Kakeru, you wait for me."
"Wait?" Ryuen Kakeru smiled, "First nurse the leg injury well before talking."
He raised the baseball bat again, aiming at Yagami Takuya's other leg.
"Wait!" Ishizaki Daichi, who was responsible for guarding in the back, suddenly made a sound.
Ryuen Kakeru stopped his movement, turning his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"
Ishizaki Daichi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Aniki, it seems someone is coming, and it's a sensei."
"Who?"
"Shiba Katsunori."
"What bustle is the homeroom sensei of First-Year Class D running over to join?"
"Don't know, but it seems the target is right here."
Ryuen Kakeru slowly put down the baseball bat, casually throwing it to Ishizaki, "Put it away."
Ishizaki Daichi caught the baseball bat, letting out a breath of relief.
Ryuen Kakeru looked levelly at Yagami Takuya, saying coldly, "Yagami Takuya, you listen well to me. Today is just a beginning. If you dare to touch my people again in the future, I guarantee, next time it won't be as simple as one stick."
Yagami Takuya didn't speak, just staring dead at him.
Ryuen Kakeru patted the dust on his pants, "Gone."
Yamada Albert let go of Yagami Takuya, taking a step back. Yagami Takuya lost support, the whole person collapsing onto the ground, curling up his body, holding his injured leg, panting heavily.
The three people left quickly.
Sure enough, after one or two minutes, Shiba Katsunori walked over. He creased his brow, "Yagami Takuya, you suddenly sent me a signal, what on earth is going on?"
Yagami Takuya gave a muffled groan, "Got messed with by Ryuen Kakeru's few people, Shiba-sensei."
He also thought Shiba Katsunori would back him up.
Who knew Shiba Katsunori had a cold face, aiming at the other half of the face that Ryuen hadn't beaten and coming with another slap, "Being beaten by Shimizu Akira last time was still excusable. You, a White Room assassin, were actually taught a lesson like this by ordinary students of Advanced Nurturing High School, and you still dare to ask me what to do?"
Yagami Takuya was beaten dumb by this slap. The face was originally swollen, and this time it was even more swollen.
Yagami Takuya bit his teeth, not daring to refute. Before Shiba Katsunori, he had no qualification to refute. This person was not only his sensei, but also one of the White Room instructors. His training results, his weaknesses, every single one of his defects, Shiba Katsunori knew clearly.
"I... I was just careless."
"Careless? You, an assassin born from the White Room, careless against a few ordinary people?" Shiba Katsunori said coldly, "Furthermore, why did Ryuen Kakeru take revenge on you, wasn't it because you did superfluous things during the uninhabited island special exam? Before entering this school initially, did I tell you to focus on the mission?"
"Are we just going to let that fellow off like this..."
Shiba Katsunori simply checked his leg, "This one didn't injure the bone, resting for a month will be fine. Ryuen Kakeru beat you a round, the other party won't easily pursue anything further either. In this way, that matter of yours on the uninhabited island is also counted as over here. Henceforth absolutely not allowed to make moves on ordinary students again, understood?"
Yagami Takuya had no choice but to nod his head.
"Don't forget your main mission is to make Ayanokouji Kiyotaka or Shimizu Akira drop out."
Ah? He beats these two people? Yagami Takuya was no longer that young and aggressive young fellow of back then. After passing the uninhabited island special exam, he found that he was fundamentally not the match of those two people.
Shiba Katsunori seemed to see through the thoughts in his heart, "I didn't tell you to act alone. Hereafter you are responsible for assisting me, the two of us acting together. Understand?"
Only then did Yagami Takuya let out a breath of relief. Shiba Katsunori's strength was quite a bit stronger than him; if following him to act, the success rate was certainly much higher than himself fighting single-handedly.
He suddenly seemed to react to something, "Wait a moment, what about Amasawa Ichika?"
"Oh, Tsukishiro didn't tell you before leaving? She no longer belongs to the White Room assassins. In the future you just treat her as an ordinary student of Advanced Nurturing High School."
Yagami Takuya froze. The price of betraying the organization was so low? Just transferred directly into Advanced Nurturing High School like this, rather than the White Room sending people to recycle and handle her?
Wait a moment, did this also mean that when his own situation wasn't right in the future, he could also learn from Amasawa Ichika?
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