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"who…"

Hayakawa slumped into a chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Who is this person...?"

……

"Regarding the French Revolution, this prison break..."

In history class, the teacher, who was over fifty years old, stood at the front of the class and talked about the storming of the Bastille. He turned a very exciting history into something so boring that the students were all slumped over and looked like they were dying.

"Natsukawa is so cool."

Hayakawa, sitting in the audience, had a somber expression as he secretly observed the strikingly beautiful girl sitting not far from him.

[That wicked woman who stole my second-place ranking! How despicable!]

With long silver hair and blue eyes, her appearance is undoubtedly top-tier. Her features are exceptionally delicate, with a face as white as a snow fairy, skin as white as snowflakes, and delicate pink lips that are moist like cherries. Every smile and frown is adorable, making her feel particularly gentle and approachable.

Like a beautifully crafted doll, it's hard to imagine that the girl in front of you is human; in comparison, "jewel" would be a much more apt description.

However, this beauty is only from the perspective of passersby. In Hayakawa's eyes, she is: a head of unique silver hair, a terrifying pale face, green fangs and blood-red lips, a sanctimonious smile that hides treachery and malice, a terrifying face as ferocious as a demon and a heart more vicious than a demon.

Were they classmates?! I didn't even know they transferred here.

Hayakawa secretly observed Natsukawa Masuzu with a sinister look. After seeing the grades, he asked the students around him which class Natsukawa Masuzu was in, and the students looked at him with strange eyes.

"Is this some new trendy joke, Hayakawa? Isn't Natsukawa from our Class B?"

"what?"

"That one,"

The classmate pointed at the silver-haired girl and said matter-of-factly, "That's Xia Chuan, who transferred here a while ago. She's been here for a month now."

Hayakawa: "..."

God knows how surprised Hayakawa was when he heard the news. Where did all these transfer students come from? Didn't they already have Nakano Satsuki? Why are they coming again?

Upon calculating the time... it turned out that Natsukawa Masuri arrived even earlier than May.

"Uh…"

Hayakawa paused for a moment. He usually studied too diligently, and since he started teaching Furuhashi and the others, he had been going out every day. Otherwise, he probably would have noticed.

It's also possible that I noticed there was a transfer student at the time, but only glanced at them and then continued studying without paying attention.

Okay, then it's my fault.

But who would have thought that a random transfer student would become such a formidable foe?

Hayakawa's face turned pale, and the pain in his chest intensified.

He checked Xia Chuan's grades and had to admit that although they weren't as exaggerated as Furuhashi and Ogata, Xia Chuan's grades were about five or six points higher than his own in each subject, and his math and science grades were also close to perfect.

Hayakawa knew what level this meant. She could always score above 90, but Hayakawa could score 5 or 6 points higher than her. This meant that Hayakawa was a whole level above her overall, since it was very difficult to go above 90.

Moreover, she excels in both subjects, unlike Furuhashi and Ogata who only surpass themselves in one subject; she surpasses herself in both subjects...

What a terrible, despicable, and hateful enemy…

Hayakawa felt a little suffocated thinking about Natsukawa's almost tied scores in the two subjects: Couldn't all the new transfer students score single digits like Nakano and the others?

Why? Why do you have to humiliate me like this... trampling my dignity underfoot?

Hayakawa gritted his teeth, his heart filled with hatred for that woman… no! For all those women.

How could I, a man of honor, endure such humiliation!

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa sighs constantly, lamenting his bad luck, and it takes him a long time to cheer up.

Let's keep working hard and take it one step at a time. We already have Furuhashi and Ogata, so one more won't make a difference. It's just that I feel even more ashamed.

New enemies have emerged; how can we stand still? We need a new learning plan.

"In short, let's increase the daily study plan from ten hours to twelve hours."

Hayakawa was thinking when he suddenly realized someone was watching him and instinctively looked over.

She noticed that Natsukawa Masuzu, who was sitting not far away and next to her, was looking at her. After being noticed, she didn't turn around, but instead smiled cutely before turning her head back to continue listening to the lesson.

Hayakawa: "..."

That smile, it's like looking at an insect...

She's mocking me...

"This person must be eliminated immediately."

Chapter Fifty-Seven: From the Enemy…

She must be eliminated immediately; I can't wait even a second longer!

Hayakawa's true colors were fully revealed, and his mind was filled with all sorts of vicious schemes, a veritable collection of all the filth in the world.

"Ding dong~"

The bell rang as scheduled, and the math teacher who had been standing on the platform left without saying a word. The students stood up and stretched, some leaving in twos and threes, others gathering to chat. Hayakawa, however, sat in his chair, head down, deep in thought, muttering to himself.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the bell ringing to signal the end of get out of class.

He didn't even notice that there was an elfin-like silver-haired girl sitting in front of his desk.

"Hayakawa-kun."

A soft voice fell gently.

"Death...die...die..."

Hayakawa didn't hear him at all and was still silently casting a curse.

"Hayakawa-kun."

"Ok?"

This time, Hayakawa heard clearly, looked up in confusion, and was immediately shocked to find himself breaking out in a cold sweat.

That distorted, greedy face—isn't that Natsukawa Masaki?

"what happened?"

Hayakawa managed to force a smile with an indescribable amount of willpower: "Natsukawa-kun, is there something you need?"

"Hayakawa-kun,"

Natsukawa Masuzu gave a sweet smile and whispered in front of everyone in the classroom after class, "After the last class today, can you walk home with me?"

The entire classroom fell into an eerie silence. The students stared blankly, even suppressing their breathing. Only Hayakawa stared wide-eyed, his hand unconsciously resting on his waist.

This is…

He looked solemn.

"Hey kid, don't leave after school!"

Want to challenge me to a fight?

Just what I wanted!

Hayakawa's eyes burned with fury, and his fighting spirit surged.

Bring it on! I can take on as many people as you want. Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're a woman. Your physical advantage will only make my punches more effective.

Emperor Hayakawa has never been weaker than anyone else in his life!

"Okay!"

Hayakawa, brimming with confidence, waved his hand and said, "I'll be waiting for you."

After saying that, he walked away without another word, leaving the entire class in a daze.

It was already noon, so he hurried to eat and then go to the library to study.

Although he would feel great pleasure from physically defeating his enemies, as a student and an emperor, he preferred to defeat them honorably through learning.

……

In the bustling cafeteria, Hayakawa found Fumino Furuhashi and Riju Ogata sitting in a corner, having already gotten their food.

"Ah, Hayakawa-san,"

When Fumino saw Hayakawa, she greeted him with a smile, but Hayakawa walked over with a strange expression. As soon as he sat down, he said impatiently, "Listen to me."

"Uh... what's wrong?"

The ancient bridge stood there blankly.

"Don't be afraid when you hear what I'm about to say,"

Hayakawa clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and said in a sinister tone, "I encountered something very incredible."

Fumino Furuhashi thought that his expression was already unbelievable enough, but she still held her breath and didn't say anything to show her support. Ogata next to her was also looking at Hayakawa with great anticipation, and even stopped the chopsticks in his hand that were picking up noodles.

Hayakawa said, "Someone challenged me to a fight."

"That's really incredible!"

Furuhashi Fuminoto nearly fainted from fright. He grabbed Hayakawa's arm and said worriedly, "It's a delinquent, isn't it? A delinquent from school? We'd better go find a teacher quickly..."

Ogata Riju, standing next to her, also stared wide-eyed, her chopsticks clattering into the soup bowl, as if she were completely lost.

"No, I've already accepted it,"

Hayakawa's eyes narrowed: "You guys go after school today, I'm staying."

"..."

Fumino Furuhashi's expression trembled slightly. What powerful fighting spirit! She was deeply shocked by this heroic and imposing manly spirit, and wished she could immediately submit to him and bow down in worship...

Weird!

"Are you an idiot?"

Fumino Furuhashi's voice was distorted with anger: "Why bother with those delinquents? Are you going to fight them?"

What do I, the Emperor, have to fear from a mere two or three enemy soldiers?

Hayakawa wanted to say that, but seeing that Furuhashi was about to cry, he didn't want to upset her further, so he said, half comforting and half refusing, "It's okay, she's just a girl, there won't be any danger."

female?

Fumino Furuhashi frowned. So she wasn't a delinquent, she was a delinquent girl. Although delinquents and delinquent girls are essentially the same thing at the high school level, Fumino Furuhashi felt that something was off the more she listened.

"Hayakawa-kun,"

With her exceptionally high emotional intelligence, Fumino Furuhashi noticed something amiss. After pondering for a long time, she asked with a strange expression, "Can you tell me in detail how you were challenged to a fight?"

"Is that even a question? It's the same process."

Hayakawa sneered and said arrogantly, "After class at noon, that girl suddenly stopped me in public and asked me to go with her after school. It was undoubtedly a challenge to me, and I agreed without hesitation."

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

Almost without thinking, the literary girl instantly understood the whole story, then blushed and revealed a complex expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Um... Hayakawa-kun, that girl didn't challenge you to a fight,"

Gu Qiao suppressed the mixed feelings in his heart and said, "I should confess to you after school."

"what?"

Hayakawa was terrified, his face drained of color. The man who had been so imposing just moments before was now drenched in sweat: "This...how could this be?"

This is terrifying. It's completely outside his common sense, belonging to the unknown and terrifying realm of love. Hayakawa has always been able to act arrogantly within his own domain (studying), and he immediately wilted as soon as he stepped out of it.

"Don't you know that when a high school girl asks a boy to go home together after school, it's basically a euphemism for confessing her feelings?"