"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

Kamuro Masumi whispered:

"I always felt he wouldn't give up so easily..."

Sakamoto didn't reply, but turned and walked towards the stove in the center of the camp, preparing to start the next task.

He seemed completely unconcerned about the threat posed by Longyuan.

……

Long Yuanxiang walked alone along the forest path back to Class B's camp.

His mind was racing, calmly analyzing the current situation.

Abandon a direct assault on Class A.

This was the first conclusion he reached.

With Sakamoto in charge, Class A's camp and base were practically impregnable.

Conventional reconnaissance or seizure methods have an extremely low success rate.

And it's easy to alert the enemy.

However, that doesn't mean there's nothing to do.

Sakamoto's existence was itself a major variable, and also a potential breakthrough. He recalled what he had witnessed in the cornfield yesterday—

Sakamoto took the initiative and helped Class D resolve the crisis.

What does this show? It shows that Sakamoto was not completely uninvolved.

He has a certain degree of "attention" or "intervention" towards Class D, or rather, towards the people or things there.

If we can't directly attack Class A, then would attacking a target that Sakamoto might be "focusing on" force him to react?

As long as he moves, A-Class's tight defense may develop a fleeting weakness.

A preliminary plan gradually took shape in Long Yuan's mind.

He doesn't need to directly identify the leader of Class A; that's too difficult.

He just needs to create enough chaos.

Then observe Sakamoto's reaction.

Once Sakamoto gets involved, many things will change.

Moreover, he wasn't without pawns in Class D.

Mio Ibuki has successfully infiltrated and is waiting for her chance.

More importantly... that twisted woman with a desire for destruction—Kikyo Kushida.

His secret collaboration with her remains in effect.

Her goal was to destroy Sakamoto and Horikita Suzune, which to some extent coincided with her purpose of disrupting Class D and testing Sakamoto.

"Kushida..."

"It's time for you to put something to use."

The third day passed in an eerie calm.

On the surface, the fourth day remained calm. Each class seemed to have entered a period of rest and consolidation.

But secretly, the instructions had already been transmitted to Class D's camp through clandestine channels.

A storm is brewing beneath the calm surface of the sea.

Meanwhile, his informants in Class C also sent back information, basically confirming the identity of the leader of Class C.

In this way, he can at least guarantee a precise strike against Class C during the final leader guessing round.

Temporarily abandon Class A, concentrate our firepower, first disrupt Class D, force Sakamoto to take action, and at the same time consolidate our advantage over Class C.

This is Longyuan's new strategy after the adjustment.

Longyuan can only say:

The advantage is mine!

Day five, early morning.

As dawn broke, Class D's camp was still immersed in a peaceful slumber.

Suddenly, a sharp and excited female voice shattered the silence of dawn!

"Arise! All of you, rise!"

Then came more shouts and rebukes from the girls.

Hirata Yosuke was startled awake. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he peeked out of the tent, still feeling a bit drowsy.

He still had a gentle smile on his face, trying to soothe:

"Everyone... what's wrong? What happened?"

However, the next second, when he saw the scene in the center of the camp, his gentle smile froze instantly, and he was wide awake.

Most of the girls were gathered together, their faces showing anger and wariness.

This created a stark contrast with the boys who had just been woken up and were still looking bewildered.

The girls, positioned slightly towards the front, spoke softly, but their tone was unusually firm:

"Hirata-kun...please get all the boys out here! We need an explanation!"

"An explanation? What explanation?"

Takeru Sudo yawned and muttered impatiently.

The curtain of the tent where Karuizawa Kei was located was tightly closed, and the faint sound of suppressed sobbing could be heard from inside.

Kikyo Kushida stood among the group of girls, her face displaying just the right amount of worry and indignation. She looked at Hirata and said clearly:

“Hirata-kun, Megumi… Karuizawa-san’s underwear… went missing this morning.”

First Grade Summer Vacation: Chapter 110: Sakamoto's Inspection of the Entire Island

The atmosphere was heavy in the center of Class D's camp.

Yosuke Hirata proposed a "male self-examination" plan.

After a brief period of commotion, it was forcibly implemented.

Despite Sudo Ken and the others' indignant expressions, muttering things like "Why?" and "This is so embarrassing,"

However, given Hirata's unequivocal tone and the unwavering stance of most of the girls,

The boys eventually lined up in a loose queue, albeit reluctantly.

"Sorry, everyone."

"In order to prove my innocence and for the sake of class unity, I can only ask for everyone's cooperation."

He started with himself, turning all his pockets inside out and showing them to everyone that they were empty.

Then I opened my backpack, which was full of everyday items.

Then, he walked towards the first boy.

The body search was conducted slowly and oppressively.

Hirata's movements were careful yet respectful, avoiding excessive contact as much as possible.

He checked every pocket, felt the thickness of the jacket and pants, and even made the boys take off their shoes and shake them.

Finally, check their backpacks one last time.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji stood at the back of the group.

He observed the entire process with a blank expression.

'Underwear stolen.'

The goal was to create chaos and divide the class.

'The most likely executor is Ibuki Mio.'

Although there is no direct evidence, Ayanokouji believes that Ibuki is a spy.

She had every motivation to carry out this sabotage mission.

According to his calculations, the stolen goods were likely hidden by Ibuki in one of the boys' luggage.

So that it could be "accidentally" discovered during a search.

This solidified the "criminal charges" against the male group, thoroughly escalating the conflict.

However, as Hirata checked each one, the results were beyond Ayanokouji's expectations.

No.

Not a single one.

From Ken Sudo to Kanji Ike, from Haruki Yamauchi to the last boy, including Ayanokoji himself...

Hirata carefully searched everyone, examining their backpacks.

They even checked the entrance to their tents, looking for places where things could be easily hidden.

Got nothing.

The male suspect

It was temporarily cleared up under the watchful eyes of the public.

"See! I already said it wasn't us!"

Takeru Sudo, who had been holding back his anger for so long, finally exploded, his voice booming.

"Hirata checked it too, and there's nothing there! Now you should believe me, right?"

Some of the boys were also stirred up, expressing their dissatisfaction and grievances.

The girls looked at each other, their anger and wariness fading, replaced by confusion and embarrassment.

Hirata's fairness and meticulousness are widely recognized, and his investigation results are highly credible.

"Since none of the boys have..."

A girl said in a low voice,

My gaze involuntarily drifted toward the only person from outside the camp—Ibuki Mio.

Instantly, all eyes were focused on Ibuki.

The small white tape was still stuck to Ibuki Mio's face.

She stood there, facing the suspicious gazes of the crowd, her face showing no sign of panic.

Instead, it carried a hint of coldness, as if it had been offended.

"how?"

"They've started suspecting me? Just because I'm not from Class D?"

Hirata walked up to Ibuki, his tone still polite:

“Ibuki-san, I’m sorry, but given the current situation… could we also check your belongings? This is just to clear up any suspicion.”

Ibuki glanced at Hirata, then scanned the D-class students who were staring at her:

"Whatever. I don't have much stuff anyway."

She turned and walked towards the tent where she was temporarily staying, took out a dark backpack from it, and threw it directly onto the open ground at Hirata's feet.

"Here, that's all. Take a look for yourselves."

Her attitude was so frank that it was almost aggressive.

Hirata certainly wouldn't rummage through Ibuki's backpack; that would be far too offensive.

So he asked the girl to search the tent to see if she had anything hidden in her backpack.

Finally, the answer is naturally—