Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

"Tch!" Karasuka Saki frowned, casually tossed her shoes into the trash can, and then walked into the teaching building wearing her outdoor shoes.

"Hey! No outdoor shoes allowed in the teaching building!" A disciplinary committee member saw this and immediately ran up to stop them.

Karasu Saki gave him a cold glance and said unhappily, "Didn't you see that my shoes got dirty?"

“Then…you can’t break the school rules…” The disciplinary committee member swallowed hard, trying to continue to stop her—if it were a week ago, he would never have dared to reprimand the News Queen in this tone.

"Get out of my way! Don't block my way!" Karasu Saki shoved him aside and walked straight toward her classroom.

When I arrived at the classroom, not a single person came up to greet me. Sure enough, my classmates were all eyeing me with eyes as dirty as rats.

She silently walked to her desk and quickly frowned. In the past, her desk would only be piled with love letters and snacks and drinks that her classmates offered her. Now, her desk was also crammed full, but it was filled with crumpled paper, black and white photos, and a vase with white flowers.

What stung her most was that the words "Get out of the classroom!" were written in large marker on the desk.

If she were still the respected Minister of Information, why would she need to suffer such humiliation?

"Who did this?" she demanded angrily.

But clearly, no one in the class would step forward and admit it. Everyone was watching her furious outburst like spectators, whispering amongst themselves like flies.

"..."

For Karasukawa Sakifumi, today was the most unpleasant day she had ever spent at high school.

The newspaper club had become a target of public scorn, a pariah everyone wanted to scare. And Karasukawa Saki, the club president... or rather, the former president, quickly became the object of her classmates' ostracism. Even when she went to the restroom, her bag, left in the classroom, would be splashed with drinks.

After school, Karasukawa Saki didn't participate in club activities and left the school directly.

The school expelled all the involved members of the news department and replaced them temporarily with students from the student council, so she is now ineligible to participate in club activities.

She carried her schoolbag, which had been soiled by her classmates, and kicked at the pebbles on the roadside as she walked towards home.

The students who once idolized and idolized her now despise her. Her already disliked parents have become even more estranged from her. Even the journalism club she was so proud of no longer exists.

At that moment, she realized that she had been completely driven to the brink of despair and had even lost the will to live.

“Kyushu Makoto…” she murmured the name bitterly, yet a sense of powerlessness welled up inside her.

As Karasukawa Saki was passing by a barbershop, her gaze was suddenly drawn to her reflection in the glass window.

After entering high school, she accidentally learned from a senior in the journalism club that it was easier to become stronger than to become a delinquent. So she cut her hair short and dyed it black, disguised herself as a good student, joined the journalism club, and became a manipulative "queen".

At this moment, her reflection in the shop window is elegant and serene, but her smile is somewhat broken and gloomy, like a villainous supporting character in a TV series.

"After all that going around in circles, he still ends up being a universally hated villain..." For some reason, she sighed inexplicably.

"Since that's the case, I won't pretend anymore."

She muttered to herself as she pushed open the door and walked into the hair salon.

"Hello, how can I help you?" A barber with a slicked-back hairstyle came out.

"Dye my hair yellow."

Are you serious?

47. Senior Karakawa wants to be a bad guy.

The next day, when the disciplinary committee member at the school gate saw Karasawa Saki, he was startled.

"Ya Chuan... Ya Chuan-kun... you dyed your hair?" The disciplinary committee member stared wide-eyed.

Karasuka Saki flicked her golden hair and glanced sideways: "What? The school doesn't seem to prohibit hair dyeing, does it?"

“But…but school rules don’t allow dyeing hair…” the disciplinary committee member said hesitantly.

"Then shut up and don't bother me." Karasu Saki glared at the disciplinary committee member and walked into the school on her own.

As she strolled down the corridor, her striking blonde hair immediately attracted the attention of many classmates, but she didn't care.

Go to hell, Minister of Information Yagawa.

Go to hell, good student Ya Chuan.

Go to hell, you lovable Ya Chuan!

Anyway, this world is full of shit, and everyone is rotten!

She walked into the classroom, where the desks and chairs were still in a mess.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!" Karasu Sakifumi just sneered and kicked over his desk.

Then, Karasuka Saki grabbed a quiet boy in her class by the back of his collar, threw him to the ground, and took his desk.

"Hey! How could you do this!" A nosy male classmate couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to reprimand Karasawa Sakifumi for her behavior.

But Karasukawa Saki sat down on her own, arrogantly propping her feet up on the table, and said disdainfully, "What, you're not convinced?"

"I..." The male student was so frightened that he was speechless. Even though he had fallen into the status of a bad student despised by everyone, the aura emanating from Karasu Sakifumi was still chilling.

In the first class of the morning, the first thing the teacher noticed when he entered the classroom was Karasukawa Sakifumi's blond hair.

The head of academic affairs spoke with him this morning, asking him to pay special attention to Karasu Sakifumi's situation. And now she's turned herself into this wretched, inhuman state—is she preparing to completely give up on herself?

The instructor sighed and began the lecture with a touch of melancholy.

During class, Karasukawa Saki kept her feet up on the table and leaned back in her chair, displaying an arrogant posture that displeased the teacher.

"Karuga, please put your feet under the table!" the teacher commanded, finally losing patience. "Please respect the teacher and other students!"

Karasukawa Saki returned a defiant look, tilting her chin up as she said, "Don't worry about me, just keep talking~"

"But...you need to put your feet down!" The teacher's face flushed with anger. "Look at you now, do you still look like a student?"

"What I am is none of your business, you nagging teacher?" Karasu Saki crossed her arms, clearly intending to argue.

"Can't you just focus on your lesson? Mind your own business!"

"You...you...do you even know what you're doing?" The instructor knew she used to be a promising student, and was therefore deeply saddened by her current attitude.

"Get out! Get out of the classroom!"

Karasuka Saki snorted softly, picked up her bag, and left her seat, saying, "Fine, I don't like it here anyway, I'm already tired of it~"

She pursed her lips, picked up her schoolbag without hesitation, and left the classroom.

......

Around noon, just as Makoto Kyushu was about to go eat, Yuji Suzuki stopped him.

"Do you know what? Karasukawa Sakifumi is finished!" Suzuki Yuji excitedly showed him a forum post.

"The former news queen has completely fallen! She's become a thoroughly inferior student!"

The post appears to be from a senior student in the same grade as Karasu Saki, who said that she dyed her hair blonde to school today, repeatedly argued with the disciplinary committee and teachers, and almost got into a fight with a troublesome student from another class during PE class.

The post included a picture, a candid photo of Senior Yagawa.

In the photo, this senior's eyes are slick and her neat black short hair has turned into a rebellious gold, making her look exactly like she did in junior high school.

"Sigh...this kid is hopeless..." Kyushu Makoto looked at the photo and shook his head.

Two days ago, when he passed by the faculty office, he saw Karasawa Sakifumi's father kneeling down and begging the teachers for leniency.

Presumably, her parents had to sacrifice their dignity to reluctantly allow Senior Karakawa to continue her studies.

Senior Yagawa is now only one step away from dropping out of school. If she continues to wallow in self-pity, she will soon be expelled from school and will have let her parents down.

"Forget it, let's go eat." Kyushu Makoto didn't want to get involved in this anymore. Everything that had happened was Karasawa-senpai's own fault. Kyushu Makoto had already been more than merciful by not completely destroying her. Let her reflect on her actions.

The four of them first went to the first-year floor to call up their junior, Mizuhashi, and then went to the rooftop together.

Generally speaking, students are not allowed to enter the rooftop at will, but it is not strictly controlled, so they use the rooftop as a secret spot for eating lunch.

However, someone beat them to it today.

"Karasu-senpai...you're here?" Kyushu Seiichi pushed open the rooftop door and happened to see Karasukawa Sakifumi eating alone on the rooftop.

Karasukawa Saki glanced at Kyushu Makoto and said sarcastically in a barbed tone, "Oh~ isn't this Kyushu Makoto? There's already someone here, so you'd better get out of here!"

"What do you mean?!" Tang Zegui, who was standing to the side, immediately got angry and pointed at her nose, saying, "You are now a defeated opponent of Brother Jiuzhou, so show some humility!"

Upon hearing this, Karasu Sakifumi immediately raised her eyebrows, looking somewhat terrifying.

"Defeated opponents? Are you kidding me!" She put down the lunchbox and walked towards the group with an imposing air: "Do you want to fight?"

Seeing this, the three delinquents clenched their fists, their eyes filled with vigilance. Mizuhashi Eiji, on the other hand, was so frightened that he trembled like a little hamster and instinctively hid behind Kyushu Makoto.

Despite the tense atmosphere, Kyushu Makoto almost burst out laughing. A smile played on his lips as he said to the delinquents and Mizuhashi, "You guys go play somewhere else first. I need to talk to Karasukawa-senpai alone."

The three scoundrels paused for a moment, then immediately understood and left with their junior, Mizuhashi.

It seems that Kyushu Makoto wants to get some fresh air with Karasukawa-senpai on the rooftop. It would be best for the rest of them to leave quickly to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

Only the two of them remained on the rooftop. Kyushu Makoto slammed the rooftop door shut and asked, "Karasu Sakifumi, haven't you had enough of this?"

"Have you had enough?" Karasu Sakifumi raised an eyebrow, returning a disdainful look. "I'm really angry right now, and I'm ready to beat up a few people at any moment!"

"If you get caught fighting at school by a teacher, you'll really be expelled." Kyushu Makoto sighed and scratched his head.

"Your father knelt down before your teachers for your sake, how can you do this to him?"

"So what? Who do you think put me in this situation?" Karasu Saki said darkly, "You're the one who ruined me, you have no right to criticize me!"

"I've never harmed you; you harmed yourself." Kyushu Makoto retorted seriously, showing no remorse whatsoever.