"Amane-san... are you alright?"
Seeing Amane-san erupt in anger, Karuizawa was startled.
She hadn't had time to check the email from the school. She didn't pay much attention to school matters, thinking it wouldn't matter if she checked later. But Amane-san's furious reaction after seeing the email left her with lingering fear, and she couldn't help but open the email.
"To all First Year students, in light of the recent widespread rumors concerning Class 1-B student Ichinose Honami being a thief, the Student Council will conduct a detailed investigation into the rumors. We hope that before the investigation results are released, the administrators of each class will cooperate with teachers and not continue to blindly spread unverified information to prevent unnecessary trouble for others. Furthermore, it is strictly forbidden to use this information to defame others or even engage in cyberbullying to affect their daily lives before the matter is verified. Should such situations be discovered, the Student Council will impose severe penalties, including expulsion, on individuals who spread false information, defame, or participate in cyberbullying."
The sender was Student Council Vice President Nagumo Miyabi.
Karuizawa's first reaction upon seeing this message was, "This is a good thing, isn't it? Why is Amane-san angry?"
If Amane-san were the one spreading the rumors, Karuizawa could understand it as Nagumo Miyabi disrupting Amane-san's plan to pressure Ichinose through public opinion, thus making her extremely upset.
But Karuizawa had been with Amane-san since last night and knew that Amane-san didn't have time to spread rumors so widely. Of course, if Amane-san was deliberately hiding something, she couldn't do anything about it.
But no matter what, Amane-san's actions were a bit strange, especially since she was indeed cursing Nagumo Miyabi.
Wasn't the Student Council Vice President on good terms with Amane-san?
More and more questions made Karuizawa's head spin. Finally, she simply threw her phone aside and lay on the bed, emptying her mind.
"I'm going out for a bit."
After Amane-san dropped these words, before Karuizawa could get up, she heard the room door slam shut with a bang.
Seeing this, Karuizawa could only shrug. She couldn't fathom what a monster of Amane-san's caliber was thinking.
Having nothing to do, she decided to tidy up the table and then brew a new pot of tea. The taste of this tea was too good, and she wasn't quite used to it.
When Karuizawa arrived at the spot where Amane-san had been drinking tea, she was surprised to find that the precious-looking porcelain teacup from before had been crushed. This meant that the entire set of tea ware was effectively ruined.
"Such an expensive item... I think I can understand why Amane-san is so generous when spending money on others."
Karuizawa sighed and began carefully collecting the porcelain fragments.
Meanwhile, Nagumo Miyabi, who was leisurely sunbathing in a lounge chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, was planning his next move.
Just then, the door was suddenly knocked twice with a resounding thud.
Before Nagumo Miyabi could get up, Amane-san directly burst in.
"Amane-san, is there something urgent?"
Nagumo Miyabi looked at the furious Amane-san, momentarily flustered. What major event could have caused Amane-san to show such an expression?
"Yes, there are some things I want to discuss with you."
Amane-san came to a low table nearby and knelt down quite elegantly.
This forced Nagumo Miyabi, who had intended to talk on the sofa, to also kneel.
"Would you like something to drink? I have juice and soda... and tea, but if you want tea, you'll have to wait a moment."
"Just a glass of water, please."
Nagumo Miyabi cautiously poured Amane-san a glass of water, then began to quickly analyze the reason for Amane-san's current state. Combining Amane-san's reaction, the only thing he could think of was the mass message he had just sent. But... wasn't what he did beneficial to Amane-san? If Amane-san was angry about that, he found it somewhat incomprehensible.
After all, Ichinose's Class 1-B could be considered Amane-san's sworn enemy. He had helped Amane-san, so even if she wasn't grateful, she shouldn't be repaying kindness with enmity.
By the time he handed the water to Amane-san, the expression on Amane-san's face had completely vanished.
Amane, sitting there with the air of a young lady, made Nagumo Miyabi feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"You don't have to be so formal for a private conversation."
"Thank you."
Amane took the water glass and said flatly.
Her arrogant tone made Nagumo Miyabi's smile gradually freeze, as he was all too familiar with that tone of a superior giving orders to a subordinate.
Amane deliberately adopting such an unpleasant posture could only mean that she came with ill intentions.
"I heard Nagumo, you sent a message to all the first-year students, didn't you?"
Amane placed the water glass on the table and got straight to the point.
Nagumo Miyabi's eyes flickered; he chose not to confront Amane directly at this moment. Amane had already gained the upper hand, suppressing his aura, and no matter how the conversation proceeded, the initiative would be in her hands.
He had to first turn this unfavorable situation around and regain control before he could discuss that matter with Amane.
"Has no one ever told Classmate Amane what form of address to use when meeting a senior or superior?"
He usually didn't care much for such formalities, but this time, to gain an advantage, he naturally had to pick apart Amane's every word and action.
By striking at Amane, forcing her to lower her head or weaken her aura and shake her confidence, he could then seize the initiative.
"Funnily enough, no, and besides, unimportant formalities don't quite suit me."
"Oh? Is that so? Although Classmate Amane's personality is just as you described, necessary etiquette is part of common sense. You wouldn't want to be called someone without common sense, would you?"
Nagumo Miyabi seized on Amane's words and continued his offensive.
"Would anyone say that? How come I haven't heard it? Speaking of which, Nagumo, you're the first person who dared to speak to me like this."
The first?
For some reason, Nagumo Miyabi felt a chill run down his spine.
If Amane wasn't faking it, then how could her family possibly not teach her such common sense?
Did she not hear it, or did those people simply not have the chance to speak?
"There's no helping it. I also don't want to be constrained by those annoying common senses and rules of society, but if you don't follow the rules, you'll be tormented by them and left bruised and battered."
Nagumo Miyabi's words brought a smile to Amane's face.
"That sounds like the words of a mediocrity. Aren't rules meant to be broken?"
No sooner had Amane finished speaking than Nagumo Miyabi burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha, broken? How interesting. I didn't expect that even as a high school student, Classmate Amane, you're still so pure. Now is not the age for a hot-blooded chunni… no, now is not the age for a hot-blooded chunni girl. Anyone can talk about breaking rules, but what if the rules are upheld by society as a whole, or even the nation? Do you mean you can break them just by saying so? Do you really think you're the Great idiot of Owari?"
Nagumo Miyabi no longer concealed his mockery. He wanted to use the discussion of a topic where he felt he had an absolute advantage to overwhelm Amane with his aura.
But Amane merely took a faint sip of water, her gaze slightly mocking as she looked at Nagumo Miyabi.
"Is that very difficult?"
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