Chapter 102: Koenji Rokusuke's Guess and Deal!
Kei had gathered her courage and stood up to Ryuen when he mocked Yuto.
Yuto was honestly a little moved by that.
He did not know how to repay Kei.
Now that Yuto had discovered Kei lacked points to use, he simply transferred five hundred thousand points to her.
"Yuto, isn't this way too much..." Kei said uneasily.
Yuto rested his chin on his left hand and reached out with his right.
He picked up a strand of Kei's honey-colored hair and lightly brushed it across her delicate fair cheek.
The feeling of soft hair sweeping over her cheek made Kei feel a little ticklish.
At the same time, Yuto's intimate action made her heart itch too.
"Kei, you know I won a lot of points from wagers, right? So five hundred thousand points isn't much to me."
"Spend it without worry. After all, you're my girlfriend."
"Yuto, you agreed to let me be your girlfriend?!" Kei's face filled with surprise and joy.
"...No. That was a slip of the tongue."
Yuto's mouth twitched.
He had accidentally said what he was thinking.
In truth, Yuto had already regarded Kei as his girlfriend in his heart.
Who told Kei to be so cute?
She was practically the perfect girlfriend template.
On top of that, Airi kept making suggestions to Yuto every night after growing exhausted, asking if he wanted to accept Kikyo and Kei too.
So pillow talk really was terrifying.
Even Yuto, whose will was firm, had been influenced by Airi.
Kei happily held Yuto's hand, the one holding her honey-colored hair.
She said willfully, "I don't care whether it was a slip of the tongue or you accidentally said it out loud."
"I already heard you say I'm your girlfriend! So I'm your girlfriend!"
"But I already have a girlfriend," Yuto reminded her.
"I know. It's me."
"It really isn't you."
"Now it is!"
Afraid that Yuto would go back on his words, Kei hurriedly said, "Yuto, my boyfriend just transferred five hundred thousand points to me."
"I'm going to return the points everyone lent me."
"Go on, go on."
"Mm~"
Kei left her desk again, full of joy and excitement.
Matsushita Chiaki, Mori Nene, and the others were surprised that Kei returned so quickly to pay them back.
But when they heard Yuto had transferred five hundred thousand points to Kei, all of them showed envious expressions.
How nice.
They wanted to find a boyfriend that handsome, gentle, and amazing too.
Amid her friends' envy and praise, Kei's pretty face was full of a sweet smile.
Right now, she truly felt that deciding to attend this school had been the right choice.
Otherwise, how could she have met the most important person in her life?
...
[Airi, I have some bad news for you.]
[Yuto, is this news that you agreed to let Karuizawa-san become your girlfriend?]
[You guessed it?]
[I didn't guess. I saw it.]
Airi replied to Yuto while showing a faint smile.
[Airi, I... I'm a little greedy. I want to have two girlfriends. Do you agree?]
[Yuto, other than Karuizawa-san, are you also planning to make Kushida-san your girlfriend?]
[No! I mean you and Kei.]
Seeing Yuto's reply, Airi showed a sweet smile.
As expected, he would never abandon her.
[Yuto, not just two. Three would be fine too, as long as you can handle it.]
Seeing Airi's playful reply, Yuto completely relaxed.
It seemed Airi's nightly pillow talk really had not been testing him.
She had meant it sincerely.
His childhood friend, Sakura Airi, truly was broad-minded.
In more ways than one.
Airi had accepted Kei.
The next problem was making Kei accept Airi.
As for that...
Yuto was not in a hurry.
He could take his time.
...
While Kei was happily returning the borrowed points, Koenji Rokusuke tapped Yuto's desk.
"Shimizu-boy."
"It's you, Koenji. I'm surprised you came to me on your own."
Yuto raised an eyebrow and looked at the tall, muscular, self-centered guy in front of him.
Although troublemakers like Sudo, Ike, and the other poor students had already been disciplined by Yuto, Koenji was an exception.
His future was guaranteed, so he did not care whether he graduated from Class A.
He would not obey Yuto's instructions or orders either.
In other words, Koenji could be considered the only hidden problem in Class D who would not follow Yuto's arrangements.
"Shimizu-boy, the method of exchanging money for points has been stopped."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Yesterday, I went on dates with beautiful girls."
Yuto's mouth twitched.
Beautiful girls.
Plural.
So it was not just one girl...
What exactly was Koenji planning to do in this school?
"And I had a little exchange with them."
Koenji said it in an unnecessarily suggestive way.
Horikita Suzune, sitting beside Yuto, seemed to have heard something dirty.
Her fox-like eyes looked over with disgust and contempt.
'Snow fox, why are you looking at me? I wasn't the one who said that awful line. Koenji did!'
Yuto pressed his forehead.
"Koenji, stop saying this messy nonsense and get to the point."
"Very well, Shimizu-boy."
"The girls helped connect me to upperclassmen with plenty of points."
"Unfortunately, they told me that the method of exchanging money for points has already been discovered and banned by the student council."
Koenji answered cleanly.
"The student council, huh? They really move quickly."
Yuto could not help recalling that student council president, Horikita Manabu, who resembled a block of ice.
Suzune also heard Koenji's words.
She now lifted her chin slightly, looking as if she were thinking, 'My brother is very impressive, and I'm proud.'
Seeing her expression, Yuto could not help smiling.
"So why did you come tell me this?"
"Shimizu-boy, I know you possess a massive amount of points. So let's make a deal."
Koenji showed Yuto a fearless smile.
"Oh, a deal?"
Yuto raised an eyebrow. "You're not planning to exchange money for my points, are you?"
"Bingo. Correct."
"I'll buy the points in your student ID at one hundred twenty percent of their value," Koenji said straightforwardly.
In other words, Yuto's one million points could be exchanged for 1.2 million yen from Koenji.
And that 1.2 million yen was real money.
Not virtual points that could only circulate within this school.
Koenji was the child of a major conglomerate, so he did not lack money.
He also did not like living a difficult life where he could not spend money freely.
That was why he had come to Yuto to exchange for points.
"What do you think, Shimizu-boy?"
"I don't think much of it."
Yuto said in disgust, "There are still three years before graduation."
"Who knows how many points you'll exchange from me?"
"Besides, after graduation, who knows whether you, Koenji, will actually pay me properly."
"You can rest assured on that point, Shimizu-boy. Let me tell you a secret."
Koenji showed a mysterious smile and whispered in Yuto's ear.
"I've already found a way to contact the outside from within the school."
"So as long as you transfer points to me, your one hundred twenty percent payment will be deposited into your bank account."
Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School used an absolutely closed management system.
So students attending this school could not contact the outside world for three years.
However, this school definitely had methods and networks for communicating with the outside.
Otherwise, how would people outside contact the chairman and principal?
Yuto glanced at the mysteriously smiling Koenji.
Then he said casually, "Even if you have a way for me to receive the money immediately, I don't plan to sell you points."
"I need to save my points and use them where they should be used."
"Oh? Shimizu-boy, you actually refuse."
"You can clearly turn worthless points into real money."
"As expected."
Koenji nodded, looking as if his guess had been confirmed.
"It seems Shimizu-boy really is a child of that Shimizu family. Money has no temptation for you."
Suzune froze slightly and looked toward Yuto and Koenji.
In truth, Suzune had always felt that Shimizu Yuto did not come from an ordinary family.
After all, how could a child from an ordinary family master so many abilities?
No matter what project the club seniors used to wager against Yuto, he could always defeat them.
So it was obvious.
Yuto must have received countless types of professional training and instruction before.
Yuto glanced at this self-centered Koenji.
"What family? I don't know what you're talking about."
Then Yuto changed the topic.
"But Koenji, if you want points, I can tell you a method."
"Let's hear it." Koenji said with interest.
"You must have heard how to increase class points earlier, right?"
"Work hard with everyone and raise the class points. Wouldn't that give you points?"
Koenji had thought Yuto's method would be something useful.
He had not expected such a worthless suggestion, so he immediately lost interest.
"Non, non, non!"
"I only intend to sing praises to youth in this school."
"I don't intend to play this class game with all of you."
"For now, only beautiful women in this school can excite me."
"What a pity. It seems Shimizu-boy has no intention of selling points to me."
Koenji left with a regretful expression.
Although the school had forbidden students from privately selling points to Koenji, such things could not be completely banned.
There would definitely be bold people willing to trade with him.
So even if Yuto refused Koenji, Koenji would absolutely find another target to buy points from.
Especially third-year students.
They were about to leave this school, so the points in their student IDs were nothing more than a meaningless string of numbers to them.
Koenji could exchange those meaningless numbers into real money for them.
Karl Marx had mentioned something in Chapter Twenty-Four of Capital.
With enough profit, capital becomes bold.
With ten percent profit, it will be used everywhere.
With twenty percent profit, it becomes active.
With fifty percent profit, it takes risks.
With one hundred percent profit, it dares to trample all human laws.
With three hundred percent profit, it dares commit any crime, even under the threat of hanging.
Selling meaningless points to Koenji was equivalent to one hundred percent profit.
Therefore, there would definitely be students willing to trample and ignore this school's rules, privately selling points to Koenji.
Yuto clicked his tongue lightly as he watched Koenji's back.
Although he knew it would be hard to convince this self-centered guy to obey, he still wanted to try.
After all, Koenji was not a useless poor student like Ike.
Whether in academics or physical ability, he belonged to the top tier.
If Koenji were willing to cooperate with Yuto, he would become a powerful helper in Class D's rise to Class A.
Unfortunately, this guy had a self-centered personality.
...
The class bell rang.
Sudo Ken, that red-haired gorilla, returned to the classroom obediently with a dark expression.
After that, poor students like Ike also began listening seriously in class.
Everything in Class D seemed to be developing in a good direction.
But Yuto was not happy yet.
Because everything needed to be tested by time.
Sudo and the others could behave obediently this class.
But what about the next class?
What about tomorrow?
What about the future?
So Yuto would not rush to celebrate.
He would let time test them first and see whether they had truly turned over a new leaf.
...
In the blink of an eye, lunchtime arrived.
Kei joyfully hugged Yuto's arm.
With a honey-like sweet smile, she said, "Yuto, bring your lunchbox. Let's go to the student cafeteria for lunch!"
"Okay."
In the past, Kei either went to the cafeteria with her friends for lunch, or bought food from the cafeteria and returned to the classroom to eat with Yuto.
Now, Kei felt Yuto had already agreed to let her be his girlfriend.
So she should be a little bolder and invite Yuto to the cafeteria for lunch.
In truth, even a few days ago, before Yuto personally admitted Kei was his girlfriend, he would still have gone to the cafeteria with her if she had asked.
Amid Kei's joy, Yuto stood up from his seat.
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang with a ding.
Yuto subconsciously looked toward Airi.
His childhood friend was slowly taking out the lunchbox that contained her lunch.
Clearly, the person who messaged Yuto was not Airi.
Yuto took out his phone and looked.
He found that the message had been sent by his cold and beautiful homeroom teacher.
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