3 “I’d like to remind you that men and women shouldn’t be touching each other so carelessly.
If you don’t let go of this grip right now, I will retaliate.” On the other side of the room, due to the massive strength Shizuka Hiratsuka was exerting, Fūju’s face was rapidly turning red from a lack of oxygen, prompting him to shout out fiercely.
“Oh?
I’d love to see exactly how you plan on retaliating.” “Using violence against a teacher…
I am absolutely going to discipline you thoroughly today.” Shizuka Hiratsuka spoke, her tone dripping with ice.
“You left me no choice.” Fūju didn’t care about Shizuka Hiratsuka’s true identity anymore.
His right leg swiftly hooked behind Shizuka Hiratsuka’s right leg, executing a rapid tripping motion.
With her footing completely compromised, Shizuka Hiratsuka’s balance shattered instantly, and she began falling backward.
Her chokehold on Fūju’s neck slipped off completely.
The woman let out a sharp cry of surprise as she went airborne, bound for a hard impact with the floor.
However, this time around, Fūju didn’t let her crash ruthlessly.
The moment he broke free from her grip and right before Shizuka Hiratsuka’s body could collide with the floor, Fūju spun his body around with incredible agility.
His right arm deftly shot out, wrapping securely around Shizuka Hiratsuka’s waist and lifting her up, saving her from another painful crash against the hard ground.
‘This guy is seriously strong.’ Watching the scene unfold, that identical thought flashed simultaneously through the minds of Yukino Yukinoshita, Hachiman Hikigaya, and the four students who had just walked into the classroom.
For Yukinoshita and Hikigaya especially, their hearts were pounding with absolute shock.
They never could have anticipated that not only would a student have the guts to talk back firmly to Shizuka Hiratsuka, but he also possessed the sheer physical capability to overpower the teacher’s strength and completely reverse the situation to take control.
The brief physical clash quickly drew to a close.
Shizuka Hiratsuka, having just survived the chaotic exchange, was now sitting on a classroom chair with her arms crossed tightly over her chest.
She glared at Fūju, who stood right in front of her, with an incredibly frosty gaze.
“Give me an explanation for your actions just now.” Shizuka Hiratsuka spoke, her voice completely flat.
At this moment, the teacher was feeling incredibly irritated and intensely embarrassed.
After all, she, who was usually feared by every student, had just been effortlessly thrown to the floor by a student who was typically categorized as a loner, tripped up a second time, and had even been held tightly by the waist.
The whole ordeal felt like a massive blow to her pride.
If word of this incident ever leaked out, the authority and terrifying reputation she maintained at school would instantly vanish into thin air.
But what drove her up the wall the most was Fūju’s sheer audacity to immediately strike back with physical force.
“An explanation for what, exactly?” “Weren’t you the one who interrupted my session for no apparent reason and even launched a surprise attack first?
What I did just now was purely an act of self-defense.” Fūju spoke with a completely indifferent expression.
Since he felt entirely justified by logic, even though he now knew this woman was Shizuka Hiratsuka, he didn’t feel a single shred of fear.
‘Incredible guts.’ Hearing Fūju’s blunt response, Hachiman Hikigaya, Yukino Yukinoshita, and the four newcomers—the boy with glasses and his three companions—all looked at Fūju with eyes full of pure admiration.
Fūju’s stance of holding his ground and showing zero intimidation made them view him as an absolute madman of courage.
The fury on Shizuka Hiratsuka’s face grew noticeably deeper.
The glare she directed at him looked heavy enough to crush an ordinary student under its sheer weight.
However, she couldn’t exactly channel that anger into physical violence right now.
If she could, she would love nothing more than to give this student a severe beating.
Even though Shizuka Hiratsuka desperately wanted to use her signature iron fists to teach Fūju a lesson, she ultimately suppressed the urge upon remembering how effortlessly Fūju had neutralized her attack, thrown her down, and caught her by the waist.
She realized that trying to use force again would likely backfire completely.
A humiliating incident like that was more than enough to experience once.
If it happened a second time, she felt her dignity would be completely obliterated.
Shizuka Hiratsuka took a long, deep breath, let out a sharp huff, and said, “For this particular incident, I won’t pursue the matter any further.
However, going forward, you need to be much more careful with your actions.
It’s a good thing the person you threw down happened to be me.
If you had done that to anyone else, they could have easily ended up with a severe physical injury.” “If that happened and the school administration stepped in with disciplinary actions, it wouldn’t be viewed as an unfortunate accident anymore.
It would be categorized as a straight-up assault on another person.
Consequently, you could be officially expelled from Toyogasaki Academy.” As she delivered those words, Shizuka Hiratsuka’s tone carried a heavy, serious warning.
She wasn’t doing this out of spite or trying to corner Fūju; she was simply stating a logical fact based on the school’s strict regulations.
If a similar incident happened down the line and the victim wasn’t her, that person would almost certainly end up injured.
In that scenario, going strictly by the school handbook, Fūju really would be facing expulsion.
As an educator, Shizuka Hiratsuka still maintained a high level of professional responsibility and genuinely didn’t want to see a student get expelled over a stupid misstep.
“Understood.” Fūju gave his reply with a casual nod of his head.
This nonchalance probably stemmed from the fact that he was originally an individual from another dimension, so he didn’t harbor the same deep-seated terror toward Shizuka Hiratsuka that the normal students at this school usually did.
On the contrary, he was currently positioning himself on an equal footing with Shizuka Hiratsuka to hold a balanced conversation.
If he actually feared the teacher, he would have broken down, apologized, and followed her orders from the very beginning.
Seeing Fūju shrug off her warning so casually, Shizuka Hiratsuka felt another spike of annoyance rise in her chest, letting out a soft click of her tongue to show her irritation.
“Hiratsuka-sensei, do you still have business here?” Right after the woman clicked her tongue, Fūju threw a direct question her way.
“No, I don’t.
Initially, I only walked over here out of curiosity because I heard someone singing a song and playing the piano beautifully.
That’s why I came to check it out.
I just didn’t expect you to respond with physical force like that.” Shizuka Hiratsuka spoke, her expression still showing a trace of annoyance.
“If that’s the case, then I assume our business here is done.” Fūju didn’t care about Shizuka Hiratsuka’s complaints at all.
He looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka, then smoothly shifted his gaze toward the exit door right next to them.
The meaning behind his eyes was completely unmistakable—he was telling the teacher to leave the room if she didn’t have anything else to do.
The other people standing around the room might not have picked up on Fūju’s subtle eye movement.
However, Shizuka Hiratsuka, with all her years of experience dealing with teenagers, instantly understood that this student was politely showing her the door.
A small, amused smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
“Since I don’t have any urgent duties right now, I’ve decided to stay in this room to listen to you play the piano and sing another song.” “That song you sang earlier seemed to be a brand-new original piece.
It was incredibly good, and I quite liked it.” Shizuka Hiratsuka chose to do the exact opposite of what Fūju wanted.
She completely ignored his silent request to leave, rested her chin in one hand, and looked at Fūju with a slightly playful expression.
“I am not a street busker whose job is to entertain people.” “Just because you want to hear a song, I’m supposed to just open my mouth and sing for you?
If I did that so easily, I’d feel like I’m selling myself short.” “Even if I were a street busker, there’s no reason for me to sing just because you feel like listening.
If you truly want to hear me sing again, you’ll have to pay a performance fee of ten thousand yen.” Fūju spoke, casually holding his hand out to demand payment.
He firmly believed that the teacher shouldn’t get to enjoy his hard work for free without offering anything in return.
Witnessing Fūju’s bold move, it wasn’t just Shizuka Hiratsuka who looked stunned; every single person standing in the room stared in utter disbelief at Fūju’s immediate demand for cash.
They viewed Fūju as someone who was incredibly calculating when it came to material gain.
However, if one thought about it logically, Fūju’s words did hold a solid truth—artistic creation rightfully deserved proper compensation.
“You certainly have a lot of nerve, asking me for ten thousand yen straight to my face.” Shizuka Hiratsuka spoke, her tone laced with amusement.
Then, her eyes shifted slightly, as if a sudden plan had just crossed her mind.
“If I remember correctly, the Light Music Club you’re currently in seems to have only a single member this year, which means the club is actively facing dissolution by the school board.” “How about we make a deal?
If you’re willing to play one more song for me, I can use my personal influence to help maintain the existence of this Light Music Club for the time being.” Shizuka Hiratsuka offered a pretty substantial leverage to sway Fūju into going along with her wishes.
“Is maintaining this club going to be just like what you did for the Service Club belonging to that problematic student named Yukino Yukinoshita?” “Using personal connections to keep a club alive for certain hidden agendas?” Fūju wasn’t swayed by Shizuka Hiratsuka’s offer in the slightest.
On the contrary, he threw back a direct accusation regarding favoritism and backroom dealings in club management.
The target of his sharp accusation was directed straight at Yukino Yukinoshita, who was standing nearby.
Yukino Yukinoshita had originally been standing quietly, watching the debate between Shizuka Hiratsuka and Fūju with a look of mild amusement.
She felt a small sense of satisfaction seeing her teacher finally run into a student who was incredibly difficult to control.
However, she never expected that the argument between Fūju and Shizuka Hiratsuka would suddenly drag her own name into the mud, causing her expression to instantly sour.
Particularly concerning Fūju’s words labeling her as a problematic student, as well as the sudden reveal of her club’s actual name, which was indeed the Service Club.
Furthermore, the accusation of a shady relationship between herself and Shizuka Hiratsuka regarding the club’s operation struck her as an entirely baseless claim.
To her, these statements felt like a massive piece of slander against her character.
As Yukino Yukinoshita, she felt she absolutely needed to correct this misinformation immediately.
Therefore, a second later, Yukino Yukinoshita took a firm step forward, glared at Shizuka Hiratsuka with an incredibly icy expression, and said, “Hiratsuka-sensei, could you please provide me with an honest explanation regarding the things this money-grubbing student just said?” — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —
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