Tokyo: After years of stagnation, the heiress of the yakuza arrives.

Amamiya Kaoru stared at Kuroba Shido on the sofa for a long time, growing more and more silent with each glance.

She rode a shared bike the whole way, her legs were practically blurry from pedaling, and finally got back to school. All she wanted to do was lie down in the infirmary, but when she opened the door, she found that her sofa was taken, her blanket was covered, and there was a silly little brat with an innocent smile in her infirmary.

Is this reasonable?

"You brat."

Amamiya Kaoru took a deep breath, trying to appear as a mature adult. "Why are you here?"

Kuroba Shido blinked, his expression even more innocent than hers.

"Teacher, this is the infirmary."

"so what?"

"I am wounded."

"and then?"

"Isn't it reasonable for the wounded to be found in the infirmary?"

Amamiya Kaoru remained silent.

Hearing this statement alone, it does seem to make some sense, but the problem is that this brat's current state is not like that of an injured person who has come to receive treatment. He is more like a shameless intruder who treats the infirmary as a refuge, the sofa as his own bed, and Amamiya Kaoru as if she were invisible.

"Then explain why you're lying on my sofa, covered with my blanket?"

Shido Kuroba's expression instantly turned serious.

"Teacher, your thinking is dangerous."

Amamiya Kaoru: "?"

"The infirmary is a public medical resource of the school, the sofas are resting facilities for students who are feeling unwell, and the blankets are important materials that reflect the school's humanistic care. How can you privatize them?"

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

She suddenly had a strong urge to roll up the brat, blanket and all, and throw him out.

"Kid, get up."

"no."

Why?

"My legs hurt."

"Your leg hurts, yet you still managed to get here?"

"Teacher, that's a survival instinct, not a normal motor skill."

Amamiya Kaoru choked for a moment.

She realized that reasoning with this brat was useless, because he wasn't trying to reason at all; he was using a shameless defense system to be shameless in every way.

Kaoru Amamiya reached out to pull the small blanket.

Kuroba Shido immediately grabbed the other end.

The two looked at each other.

Amamiya Kaoru: "Let go."

Kuroba said, "The wounded need warmth."

"I rode a shared bike all the way here; I need warmth too!"

"Teacher, this is exercise."

"My legs have gotten almost twice as big!"

"That means the training is very effective."

The veins on Amamiya Kaoru's forehead started to bulge out.

"Kid, do you think the teacher doesn't have the strength to hit you right now?"

Shido Kuroba silently wrapped the blanket tighter around himself.

Kaoru Amamiya almost laughed in exasperation at his action.

She eventually gave up on grabbing the blanket, dragged over a chair and plopped down, looking like an old ox or horse that had just been beaten by reality.

"Tell me, kid, what trouble have you gotten into this time?"

Kuroba Shido's eyes cleared instantly.

"Teacher, how could you think of me like that?"

"Because every time you look at someone with that expression, it means you have something to hide."

"Stain, this is blatant stain."

Kuroba Shido sat up slightly from the sofa, his face full of righteousness.

"As a poor, kind, gentle, and law-abiding student, my greatest hobbies are studying and helping others. How could I possibly cause trouble? I'm definitely a vulnerable person at school, okay?"

Amamiya Kaoru sneered.

"Kid, do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Kuroba Shido paused for a moment, then lay back down.

"Teacher, there are some things you don't understand."

"What's wrong?"

"You'll understand the adult world when you reach my age," Kuroba Shido said with a weary tone.

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

She looked at Shido Kuroba's still youthful face and fell into a long silence.

How does this brat manage to be shameless on one hand, and at the same time package himself like a seasoned, worldly person?

"Come on, are you hiding from someone?"

Kuroba Shido's eyes flickered slightly.

In that instant, Kaoru Amamiya understood.

"So he really is hiding from someone?"

She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Kuroba Shido with suspicion. "Who? Miyazaki Kiyoshi? Jingu Aoko? Or some other young lady?"

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Damn it, you old cow horse, when did you turn it on or off?

Amamiya Kaoru's expression gradually turned serious.

"It can't all be related, can it?"

Kuroba Shido slowly closed his eyes, his voice filled with a sense of vicissitude.

"Teacher, knowing too much is not good for you."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

"You can lie down, but you're not allowed to touch my things."

"it is good."

"Don't cause me any trouble."

"it is good."

"Don't bring anyone else into the infirmary."

Shido Kuroba opened his eyes.

"This might be a bit difficult."

Amamiya Kaoru: "?"

Shido Kuroba immediately changed his tune.

I tried my best.

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

Why did she suddenly have a premonition that the infirmary was going to explode sooner or later?

On the other side, on the third floor of the cafeteria.

The clash between Miyazaki Kiyoshi and Onodera Zanne is not yet completely over...

In fact, the onlookers had already figured it out.

This is not a club issue at all.

This is a question of who should define Kuroba Shido.

Just then, Miyazaki Kiyoshi suddenly paused.

Kuroba Shido took too long to go to the toilet.

She glanced sideways, intending only to confirm the direction of the restroom, but instead heard the almost collapsing whispers of several students around her.

Oh no, has she found out?

Kuroba Shido ran away a long time ago.

He just ran down the wall from that side and threatened us not to tell anyone.

Don't look at me, I'm just an innocent bystander.

[The mysterious gigolo is really petty; whoever betrays him will suffer greatly.]

Kiyoshi Miyazaki: "..."

She finally understood.

Kuroba Shido ran away.

Moreover, she ran away while she was talking to Onodera Zannen.

well.

Very Black Feather Shido.

Miyazaki Kiyoshi put down his water glass, his expression remaining largely unchanged.

"I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Onodera's voice raised his eyes.

"Is Miyazaki-san not going to continue the conversation?"

"no need."

Kiyoshi Miyazaki picked up his book and said calmly, "I will complete the club-related matters according to the procedures."

After saying that, she didn't linger and turned to leave.

As the students around watched Miyazaki Kiyoshi's departing figure, their hearts began to churn wildly once again.

Is that all?

Or has the real battlefield shifted?

Onodera Zannen sat in place, not getting up immediately.

Her gaze fell on the table, where Kuroba Shido's unfinished plate was still on it.

There was still a lot of food left.

But it's clear that Shido Kuroba has done his best.

Onodera Zannen watched quietly for a few seconds, then stood up and tidied up the plates one by one, including the cup left by Miyazaki Kiyoshi.

The surrounding students were stunned for a moment.

"Onodera-senpai is so kind."

"Yes, they even help clear away the plates at times like this."

"As expected of the student council president, he has such high standards."

Amidst the murmurs, Onodera Zannen simply smiled gently.

She took the plates to the recycling center.

The movements were natural.

It looked like he was just helping out casually.

But when she lowered her eyelashes, her gaze was very quiet.

We've almost finished the fried shrimp.

I ate a lot of stewed meat.

The rice was very clean.

I only drank a little soup.

The appetite is larger than it appears.

He still eats very quickly, just like when he was a child...

Onodera Zannen gently put down her plate, and when no one was looking, she delicately picked up the leftover food from Kuroba Shido's plate and put it in her mouth, her movements very elegant...

Chew slowly and carefully.

"[Current Status: Pleasant...]"

Time flew by, and it was evening.

Inside the infirmary, the curtains were half-drawn, dimming the outside light and making the room seem perfect for slacking off, taking a break, and engaging in pointless activities that had no educational value whatsoever.

Amamiya Kaoru and Kuroba Shido each occupied a corner of the sofa, with a tablet placed in the middle.

A horror movie is playing on the screen.

Things wouldn't have developed to this point originally.

But Kaoru Amamiya's legs were almost giving out from riding shared bikes so much that she didn't want to work.

Shido Kuroba hid in the infirmary to avoid the limelight, not wanting to go back to the classroom.

When two pieces of trash spend too much time in the same space, they naturally form a fragile but stable alliance of trash.

The problem is that Amamiya Kaoru is very timid.

Kuroba Shido wasn't much bolder.

So, even though the horror movie was only halfway through, the two of them had already slowly moved from the sides of the sofa to the middle.

On the screen, the protagonist holds a flashlight and approaches the door at the end of the corridor step by step.

Kaoru Amamiya hugged the body pillow, her voice trembling.

Why does she insist on going there?

Kuroba Shido stared at the screen with a serious expression.

"Because she doesn't have my survival skills."

"What will you do, kid?"

"Sold the house and ran away."

Do you own a house?

"So I just ran away."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."

That actually makes a lot of sense.

Just then, the door on the screen suddenly opened, and a pale face was thrust in front of the camera.

"what!"

Amamiya Kaoru screamed and lunged to the side.

Shido Kuroba was also startled and instinctively reached out to grab whatever was closest to him.

The next second, the door to the infirmary was pushed open.

A student who was feeling unwell walked in, clutching his stomach.

"Teacher, I'm a little..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

The students stood at the door, their eyes wide open.

on the sofa.

Kaoru Amamiya and Shido Kuroba, still shaken from the earlier incident, were huddled together in a very awkward position.

A person is hugging a cushion.

One was pulling a small blanket.

The two of them looked up at the same time.

The three parties looked at each other.

The air was quiet.

The student's face instantly turned red.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Excuse me!"

boom!

The door closed.

The footsteps quickly faded into the distance.

The Black Feather Warrior said, "..."

Amamiya Kaoru: "..."