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Watching his friends suffer.

"I thought that was all... But he jumped off the building... He couldn't stand the long-term humiliation, so he jumped off the building. Although he survived, he is still in a coma."

Hirata smiled bitterly and talked about his repressed past.

"What about the follow-up?"

Qinglong was not satisfied, but immediately asked more questions.

Hirata glanced at Qinglong with a strange evil look in his eyes, and slowly told the follow-up.

"Follow-up... I thought that after such a big incident, the bullying would end, but I still underestimated the ugliness of human nature. It was only two or three days later that a new victim of bullying appeared, and he was my classmate..."

There was a strange arc at the corner of Hirata's mouth, as if he had gone crazy.

Qing Long just looked at him quietly, without fear or emotion.

"The law of the jungle has been demonstrated to me, so I've had enough... As long as I can make everyone fear me, then naturally there will be no more bullying..."

"On your own?"

Kiyotaka looked at Hirata suspiciously.

"Well, I can rely on myself. Although I'm not particularly good at fighting, they are just bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as I take on the people in front of me one by one with a desperate attitude, then naturally, they will be afraid of me and will never be able to disobey me again..."

Hirata couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"It's funny, isn't it? I was afraid of being bullied, but I ended up being the bully. But thanks to this, I was able to stay quiet for a while... But in the end, I still messed up. I think I messed up everyone in the grade. The smiles on their faces disappeared, and they just lived in a daze."

Kiyotaka was no longer interested in knowing what happened next, as he already understood the reason behind Hirata's painful struggle.

"So, you put Yamauchi in the past and find it hard to accept his being attacked and expelled from school? Who do you think is responsible for this?"

"This... This must be painful. As for the responsibility, it can only be said that Yamauchi himself, after all, he..."

"No, it's your responsibility."

Kiyotaka interrupted Hirata rudely.

Hirata looked up and looked at Kiyotaka with an expression that seemed to show him something absolutely ridiculous.

"Since you want to be the leader of Class C, then whatever happens to everyone in it is closely related to you, because your idea is not something that no one has achieved. Take Class B for example. Ichinose made sure that no one in Class B dropped out."

"She's special! That's because she has a lot of points to do it! And you..."

"Are you trying to say that I also had a lot of points, but I didn't save him?"

Although he was reluctant, Hirata nodded.

Qinglong also chuckled.

"You are the leader of the class. This kind of thing happened because you didn't plan ahead. Now you want to put the blame on me? I think I misjudged you. I thought you were a respected person with noble qualities, but I didn't expect that you are just an incompetent student who can talk nonsense, Hirata Yosuke."

Hirata stared at Kiyotaka with bloodshot eyes, as if his words insulted his personality.

"Don't dream, Hirata. As long as you are still in this school, it is inevitable that some people will drop out. All you can do is try your best to lead the class so that no more people drop out. However, what you are doing now is to make them drop out faster."

Hirata collapsed, tears streaming down the face of a grown man.

"What should I do? I can't do this by myself!"

"Really? What if I help you, and Horikita, Kushida, and Karuizawa help you? Are you sure you can do it? Only when you walk in front of everyone will they have the courage to follow you and work hard, right? Maybe when you reach the end and look back, you will find that there are more people behind you than you thought?"

"Can someone as incompetent as me really do this?"

Hirata couldn't imagine that this would happen, and he looked at Kiyotaka as if asking for an answer.

"Yes, if you want."

Kiyotaka patted Hirata's shoulder, as if patting away the guilt and burden that had always been on his shoulders.