The two entered the convenience store together.
Ryunosuke initially didn't believe that the leaders of Class 3-C and 3-D would appear in a place like this. However, Nazuna's serious gaze seemed to show she wasn't joking.
Ryunosuke felt helpless, but he was forced to just try his luck. Nazuna guided him to sit on a waiting chair in the corner of the store. Because currently the time hadn't shown the right moment yet.
Nazuna glanced at her wristwatch; 7:23 PM.
Ryunosuke asked curiously. "Do they really appear here at a fixed time?"
Nazuna nodded. "You could say so. Every time at 7:30 PM when bentos are discounted half price, they will charge in to compete."
"Because they come from Class C and D, their lifestyles are quite frugal, so they developed this habit."
Over time, the leaders from both classes reached an agreement and made this activity a club activity.
"Huh?" Ryunosuke felt increasingly strange hearing it.
(Half-price bento?)
(Why does the plot feel so familiar?)
(Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking...)
Soon, 7:30 PM arrived.
Suddenly dozens of students appeared in the store. They pretended to be choosing items on the shelves, when actually their eyes were fixed on the discount area. That was where employees placed half-price stickers for food that was no longer fresh.
An old man who was a store employee advanced to that area. He was this store's mascot. With full confidence, he placed the half-price stickers, then glanced at the dozens of students who called themselves Wolves. The corner of the old man's lips lifted forming a smile.
After finishing placing stickers, he left. The rest was warfare.
Coincidentally, a clueless second-year junior entered there. Seeing the half-price area, he intended to save money by buying that bento. Just walked a few steps, dozens of shadows suddenly shot forward. The unfortunate student was pelted with punches until he was thrown out of the convenience store.
Ryunosuke's eyebrow twitched violently seeing that. "Turns out it really is what I thought."
On the battlefield, after dealing with the small fry who tried to interfere, the mass began storming the bento area! They fought life and death for one portion of half-price bento.
Ryunosuke who sat on the waiting chair could only stare with trembling lips. His thoughts were confirmed when from the convenience store door appeared a beautiful blue-haired woman. Her legs were wrapped in beautiful black stockings. Her blue hair was cut shoulder-length, with a pair of sharp red eyes.
She was the leader of Class 3-D, Yarizui Sen. Her nickname: The Ice Witch.
Ryunosuke couldn't stay calm anymore and immediately stood up. With a trembling finger, he pointed toward Yarizui and asked Nazuna.
"She is...?"
"Oh, she's the leader of Class 3-D, Yarizui Sen-senpai." Nazuna answered with her innocent smile.
Ryunosuke sat down limply while letting out a long sigh. "So it really is her..."
Nazuna felt curious. "Do you know her?"
Ryunosuke ruffled his hair in frustration. "I know her, but she doesn't necessarily know me."
Nazuna found that strange, but didn't ask further. She focused on watching the Bento War in progress, waiting until the battle ended before advancing to negotiate.
Soon, The Ice Witch plunged into the battlefield. Almost every one of her attacks dropped an opponent; no one was able to withstand her kicks. She jumped, brought both legs together, and delivered a hard kick to an opponent's face until they were thrown back. Even several shopping racks collapsed because of it.
Ryunosuke asked strangely. "Isn't there anyone prohibiting this?"
Nazuna rolled her eyes. "If it could be prohibited, it would have been done long ago. This is already considered an unwritten tradition at school... Maybe the higher-ups think this is interesting. Watching students fight life and death for bento... Really bad taste."
Ryunosuke fell silent. He felt his common sense beginning to crack.
Not long after, everyone had been dropped by Yarizui. Victory was before her eyes. However, when she was about to take that half-price bento, a melodious male voice was heard from outside the store.
A student appeared holding a pair of long chopsticks. He wore a gray robe on his shoulders, looking like a wizard. Combined with his handsome face, he was capable of captivating thousands of girls.
He was the leader of Class 3-C, Kaneshiro Yu. His nickname: The Wizard.
Ryunosuke covered his face. He didn't want to say anything anymore. He already knew how to deal with these two classes: he had to join the bento scramble.
The Wizard entered the battlefield and began exchanging moves with The Ice Witch casually. His robe fluttered without ever falling, because it turned out he had sewn it to his clothes to keep looking cool.
Their battle made the entire contents of the convenience store messy. Shopping racks tumbled. Yarizui launched a flying kick, while Kaneshiro held it off with just a pair of chopsticks. The collision of both created strong wind pressure.
Ryunosuke stroked his chin, feeling that if fighting physically, he might have difficulty. It seemed he needed outside help.
The battle ended in a draw. Both took one of their favorite bentos and ended that duel.
Kaneshiro praised. "Ice Witch's kicks are truly amazing, I'm impressed."
Yarizui replied with a thin smile. "Able to withstand seventy percent of my strength with chopsticks... Wizard also cannot be underestimated."
After mutually praising, they prepared to leave with their classmates lying on the floor. That's when Nazuna and Ryunosuke stepped forward to greet them.
"Hello, Senpai."
Both third-year leaders stopped and turned. Kaneshiro immediately recognized the identity of the junior before him.
"So it's Akasaka-kun. What business do you have looking for us?"
Ryunosuke looked at him strangely. "You know me?"
Kaneshiro moved his chopsticks, about to eat the bento in his hand, but remembered the chopstick tips had just touched Yarizui's feet, so he flipped them before starting to eat.
"Of course. You are the school celebrity now. No one doesn't know you. Nagumo's rival in the Student Council President election with a fantastic vote count. Hard not to know you." Kaneshiro said while smiling.
Ryunosuke realized that was true. Vote results were displayed openly in front of the school.
"I want to ask for your help to give vote support. Name your conditions, I will fulfill them."
Kaneshiro and Yarizui looked at each other, then shook their heads. They didn't want anything. Besides that they would soon graduate, they came from wealthy families that didn't need money or points.
Ryunosuke sighed, but in his heart, he had prepared a backup tactic.