Zongman travels to the strength supreme preparation stage

Kamuro couldn't resist my concern for her this time, so she tangled her hands around her purple hair a little shyly, put one hand on her waist proudly, and replied.

"Alright! Since you're so sincere, I'll accept this."

"If there's anything you need help with in the future, just ask."

"As long as it's not too extreme, I will do it."

Facing such a sincere Kamuro Masumi, I couldn't help but feel guilty, but for the sake of money... I could only ruthlessly throw away this guilt.

After all, it's not shameful to do it to make money.

I nodded towards Kamuro, indicating that I would not be polite to her anymore.

Of course, I'm taking advantage of her...

Kamuro was very satisfied with my answer and seemed to have let down his guard against me.

I looked at Ichinose, who hadn't left yet, and reminded him again, "You should leave. You won't be fit to be here for what's coming next."

Ichinose finally came to her senses and nodded. "I understand, Akasaka-san. See you tomorrow then~"

After saying that, she waved at me. I also raised my hand and said goodbye to the lovely girl.

Kamuro snorted in disdain. "All boys are the same, they can't move when they see a pretty girl."

I heard Kamuro's words and silently replied, "In my eyes, you're not bad either."

Kamuro was stunned by my sudden words, then he reacted, his face flushed red, and he started to blame me.

"You...you...you're praising me just because you want to take advantage of me!"

"You wish! I won't be fooled."

I looked at the excited Kamishiro, but my answer remained unchanged.

"Kamiro, you're really pretty, at least in my opinion. You're one of the best girls I remember."

Kamuro's face flushed instantly, like the sunset in the morning, and his whole body was red. Then he replied softly.

"Thanks...... "

Akasaka and Kamuro walked side by side and came to a deserted place.

Kamuro was a little nervous, closing his eyes and speaking with a stutter. "I think... it's too early. I don't know you well enough yet. At least... give me some time."

Kamuro clutched the hem of her skirt tightly and spoke a little nervously.

I didn't pay attention to what Kamishiro said. Instead, I looked up at the monitor above and nodded in satisfaction. I turned around and was about to say something when I saw Kamishiro, who looked a little embarrassed. "What's wrong with you?"

In response to my question, Kamuro waved his hands nervously. "I'm fine!"

Akasaka didn't pay much attention to it, but slowly unbuttoned his clothes, took off his coat and put it on the railing on the side.

When Kamuro saw this scene, he stepped back nervously, subconsciously protecting his chest, and said a little nervously.

"Are we moving too fast?!"

"Can you give me some time to adjust?!!"

"Huh?" I couldn't help but look at Kamuro Machiko in confusion. "What are you doing?"

Although I was talking, my hands did not stop moving and I continued to take off my coat.

Kamuro's face flushed red, and he cursed, "Shameless!" and tried to run away.

I grabbed Kamuro's wrist and was about to say, "What's wrong with you?"

Kamuro Masaki, who was as nervous as a frightened bird, grabbed my wrist with his backhand, and before I could react, he threw me over his shoulder. I fell heavily to the ground, gasping for breath.

Kamuro held his knees with his hands and looked at me lying on the ground, his face flushed.

"You bastard! What do you want to do to me?" Kamuro said with a blushing face.

I felt the pain in my body, gritted my teeth, and was about to say something... But then I looked at the monitor on the street light, and finally gave up struggling. I chose to lie on the ground with my arms and legs spread out, and made a suggestion to Kamuro Makoto.

"Beat me again, Kamuro. Remember not to hit me too hard, just pretend."

Kamuro was once again confused by my words. His shy expression disappeared completely, and he asked in confusion.

"Do you have any masochistic tendencies?"

Akasaka didn't explain too much. He didn't want Kamuro Mayu to know what he wanted to do, otherwise she would definitely not agree. After all, it would harm the interests of her class, so it was better to hide it from her.

Seeing that I remained silent, Kamuro really couldn't understand my actions, so he reached out to pull me up while complaining.

"You guy, day after day... sometimes I really can't understand what you are thinking."

Kamishiro pulled me up from the ground and helped me brush off the dust on my body, like a good wife and mother. Her expression was completely different from when she had just thrown me over the shoulder.

Maybe... this is the real her.

The reason why she stole the cans of beer might not be because she wanted to drink, but because she was addicted to stealing, or maybe she wanted to add some color to her dull life.

Akasaka stared straight at Kamuro Makoto in front of him, making Kamuro's face turn red again.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Kamuro glared at Akasaka fiercely, trying to hide his shame.

I ignored the vicious look and suggested again.

"Beat me up, Kamuro."

"Huh? Are you an idiot? Let me hit you. You don't have any masochistic tendencies, do you?"

Seeing this, I felt helpless, but I couldn't tell her the truth, so I had to force her to do it...

I grabbed Kamuro Makoto's slender waist and squeezed it gently.

"ah!"

Kamuro suddenly cried out in panic, then glared at me fiercely, but still had no intention of attacking me.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to intensify my efforts. In order to force Kamishiro to attack me, I directly used both hands to pinch her soft flesh on both sides.

Kamuro Mamoru blushed and clenched his fists. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slapped me hard. I flew into the air, spun several times, and fell heavily to the ground.

Kamuro Makoto walked away angrily.

I was also slapped so hard that I saw stars on my head, but when I saw the surveillance camera that had recorded everything, I finally felt relieved.

“That’s good…”

"This way, we'll be more confident of surpassing Class A."

I stood up with some effort and picked up the coat I had just taken off.

I took off my coat just to prevent my clothes from getting dirty, and I didn't have any other intentions. It seems that Kamuro misunderstood me. But it doesn't matter. As long as my purpose is achieved, I can explain it to her later when I have time.

I couldn't help but think so as I put on my coat and prepared to go home.

On the way, I kept thinking about time and countermeasures.

It is now the 6th day of school, and there are still 24 days until the points distribution date next month.

According to the school rules, picking up trash will increase your score by one point, while throwing trash carelessly will result in a point deduction.

The prerequisite is that it must be performed under a monitor, otherwise no points will be deducted if it is performed in a place where no one can see.

Through the back and forth between Kamuro Machiru from Class A and Ichinose from Class B, there are still 24 days left. To be precise, it is 25 days if you count from today.

This back and forth process adds up to 50 points, which greatly widens the gap between A and B, but it's still not enough...

A mere 50-point difference is really a drop in the bucket for Class A.

According to the performance in the original work, if I had not participated, Class A's points in the first month would be 940 points.

Class B scored 650 points, Class C scored 490 points, and Class D scored 0 points.

Therefore, a mere 50 points really cannot make a big difference. To be precise, there is no absolute certainty.

That's why Akasaka asked Kamuro Machiko to beat him in a monitored place in order to achieve the purpose of deducting points.

According to the school rules that he had purchased with the 50 yuan he spent, in the first month of school, the number of points deducted for hitting others was two times per person, 30 points each time, which means a total of 60 points deducted.

Adding the previous 50 points, the difference is 110 points. This is the most suitable method I have thought of so far, and there is no risk.

As for whether I can catch up with Class A...that's up to fate.

Akasaka opened the door of his room and prepared to go back to sleep.

He has done everything he can. The rest depends on whether he can catch up with Class A with the 110-point gap between the classes.

As long as he could catch up with Class A, he would be able to obtain 90 personal points from Arisu Sakayanagi next month.

At the same time, it is also possible to make Class B become Class A.

By then, he would have indirectly completed the second commission of Teacher Hoshinomiya, which was to make Class B become Class A, and at the same time he could also obtain 60 personal points from her.

As for the first commission of Xing Zhigong, it was to reduce Class D's individual points to below 100 next month. Even if he didn't have to do anything, those useless people in Class D would do it for him.

At that time, you can get another 210 million personal points from the Star Palace.

As for the deal with Chabashi Sae, if the worst Class D could climb up one level, he would give himself 200 million, and there was no time limit.

You don't have to rush this commission and can leave it for later.

Besides, even if he did nothing, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka would be forced to take action and lead Class D to move forward.

The transaction with Chabashi Sae is actually an act of picking up money. Even if you do nothing, the money will fall into your hands...

The corners of Akasaka's mouth gradually turned up, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

Chapter 18 Sudo Drops Out of School

A month later, it was the points issuance day, which was May 5rd.

As Akasaka expected, the points for Class D were not sent, which means that the points for this month were 0.

Akasaka doesn't care about these things. What he cares about is the results of Class A and Class B. This is related to a bet of 150 million, and he can't be careless.

Akasaka came to the classroom and waited quietly for Chabashi Sae to announce the results.

The classmates around were whispering because the points had not arrived.

"What's going on? Why haven't any points been credited this month? Is there a system glitch?"