Real teaching, but diary flow

"Yes, it's that megaphone-like thing that you put near your mouth to amplify your voice," Asakusa Tetsu nodded and said.

“No… it’s not that I don’t know what a megaphone is…” Shiraha Chihiro said with a strange expression, “It’s just… well, thinking about it carefully, this kind of gift does have a lot of Asakusa-kun’s style.”

"But this gift is too personal and can't serve as a reference at all."

"I really do want to give a gift that's more suitable for 'Chihiro Shiranami' to give," the girl muttered, then sighed.

She patted her cheeks and looked up at the sky.

The sun is about to set. Although it seems like dusk is still a little far away, it's not too late.

"Oh, by the way, I've troubled you for so long, let me treat you to dinner." With her hands clasped together, Shiraha Chihiro turned her head and suggested, "You don't have any other plans, right?"

Um......

To be honest, there really wasn't. Kikyo Kushida didn't invite him, and he didn't need to go to the library on Sundays. Given Airi Sakura's personality, she would never take the initiative to go on a date with him.

It's that excuse of 'other dates'...

"No?" Asakusa Tetsu replied, "I'm actually quite free, surprisingly."

Aside from a fixed daily journaling schedule, I have a lot of free time.

“Then…” A smile appeared on Chihiro Shiraha’s face: “How about going to the color palette?”

Indeed, when it comes to food, it all comes down to color palettes!

For young girls, they would obviously prefer to eat more sweet desserts in cafes than to eat at family restaurants or school cafeterias.

"Dessert for dinner?"

"What does it matter! It's all on Lady Shiraha Chihiro's treat anyway! Don't be picky!"

"Anyway, it's decided!" Turning her body, she raised her hand high, her fingertips pointing straight ahead:

"Target—the color palette!"

Chapter 172 The Violent Incident of Kito Hayabusa

Observe, analyze, and think.

The investigation and recording of all the school's surveillance cameras went smoothly, as did the work of understanding the movement patterns of the hawk-headed falcon.

Without breaking a sweat, Long Yuanxiang obtained the information he wanted.

All that's left is the means.

“The school has installed surveillance cameras in every classroom, and any area with a large number of people will inevitably be covered by surveillance cameras.” In the KTV room at noon, Long Yuanxiang crossed his legs, holding a summary of the camera distribution in his hand, and muttered to himself: “Under such a dense surveillance network, there are still some teaching buildings where surveillance cameras have been deliberately created to leave gaps.”

"Of course...it can't be a coincidence."

Long Yuanxiang paused slightly, his brows furrowing:

"The only problem is that there are no blind spots in the surveillance of Kito Falcon's usual routes."

This means that traces of seduction and provocation will be left behind.

But...so what?

Verbal provocation is enough; verbal provocation leaves no trace. As long as you find a way to provoke the other party and lure them into a blind spot in the surveillance, they can arbitrarily 'create' the traces they want.

Oh no, it's evidence of Kito Hayabusa inflicting 'violence' on his good classmate.

Claim, provide evidence, frame.

The school will not proactively question the 'victim', but will instead choose to require the 'perpetrator' to prove their innocence.

After all, we are the victims.

“So, Ishizaki,” Ryuen Sho smiled, “be prepared to get beaten up.”

......

Making things difficult, provoking, insulting, and mocking.

Ishizaki Daichi, Komiya Yogo, and Kondo Suzune, three villains from Class 1-C, blocked Kito Hayabusa and continued their provocations to enrage others.

Kito Falcon remained calm throughout, even when faced with numerous difficulties, provocations, insults, and ridicule.

But even with his calm demeanor, there are things he cannot tolerate.

"His clothes are so tacky, and he's even wearing those tattered gloves. He looks awful," Ishizaki Daichi said with disdain.

Although it seemed like just an ordinary remark, perhaps it was because of this sentence that Kito Hayabusa, who originally did not intend to clash with Ishizaki Daichi, stopped in his tracks.

"You want to fight, huh? Then come on!" With a fierce look, Onito Hayabusa, who had taken off his gloves, beckoned with his fingertips toward Ishizaki Daichi and the others.

And so, the violence began.

A menacing attack, as if defeat would be inevitable without going all out, began.

The fist landed heavily; Kito Hayabusa had no intention of holding back from the very beginning.

After all, he was being ganged up on by three people.

Even though he was confident in his own strength, he still couldn't let his guard down when facing multiple enemies.

only......

Surprisingly, the punch seemed a little light.

"Goo-"

"—Ha ha!"

"--ah!"

"Die to me——"

A deafening roar, a murderous gaze, a fist crashing down, and an attack that caused almost no damage.

Only his own fists could easily defeat his opponent, punch by punch.

These guys in Class C of the first year... are they really that weak?

"Heh, heh, heh..." Ishizaki Daichi hunched over, breathing heavily. He raised his head and stared straight at the unharmed Kito Hayabusa: "You think you can get away with this so easily after doing something like this? Kito."

"You were the ones who provoked us, weren't you?" Kito Falcon frowned, his dark, hooked nose making his expression even more ferocious.

“Who knows?” Ishizaki Daichi gave a strange smile.

He should have been the 'weakling' who was easily beaten by Kito Hayabusa, but it was he who was grinning.

An uncomfortable feeling came from behind Kito Hayabusa.

He didn't want to continue arguing with Ishizaki Daichi and his two underlings.

"Get lost! If you've learned your lesson, don't mess with me again!" With that, Kito Hayabusa left.

Although at the beginning, because there were three people fighting against him, Kito Hayabusa didn't dare to hold back with every punch, the more he fought, the more he felt something was wrong. He had been trying to control his strength as much as possible so as not to go too far and might lose points for his conduct.

Although two months have passed, the behavior test is still ongoing for students in Class 1B.

Only by protecting every single point they have earned in their class can they return to their rightful place in Class A.

Therefore, even when provoked, he still waited for Ishizaki Daichi to launch an attack on him before retaliating.

This was legitimate self-defense, without a doubt.

......

The most popular KTV room in Class C of Grade 1.

"The injuries are too minor." Glancing at Ishizaki Daichi and the others who had returned to report, Ryuen Sho crushed the plastic beverage can in his hand. "Were you guys seriously provoking us?"

"Of course I am!" Ishizaki Daichi lifted his shirt, revealing a barely noticeable injury. "Otherwise, how could I have successfully started a fight!"

"But I don't know if it's because Kito is actually really weak, or if he was originally in Class A but is essentially a well-behaved top student, but even though his fists look hard, they don't hurt much when you hit him!"

"You have no idea how hard we've been cursing him!"

Looking down at his injuries, Daichi Ishizaki felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to be scolded. It would be too stupid of him to take the blame after he had taken the initiative to be hit.

So he loudly tried his best to take credit for himself.

As long as he excitedly talks about how hard he's worked, Longyuan should let him off the hook—

"You mean, I was wrong?" Ryuuen Sho stood up, looking down at Ishizaki Daichi. "Did I make Kito a top student?! Did I make Kito stop?!"

Ryuen Sho roared, and a torrential downpour of water, accompanied by a chilling breath, sprayed onto Ishizaki Daichi's head.

He stepped over the plastic bottle he had casually tossed on the ground, the crunching sound making Ishizaki instinctively shrink back.

“No, no…” he replied softly.

"Then give me a proper performance." Long Yuanxiang grabbed Ishizaki Daichi by the collar and pulled him up. "Are you going to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

This level of injury is insufficient. Reporting such a minor injury to the school would be a joke!

"Gulp." Ishizaki Daichi swallowed hard, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he looked at Ryuen Sho's sinister eyes.

He knew all too well what Longyuan was capable of.

If he doesn't do it himself, Long Yuanxiang will definitely create even more shocking injuries.

"We'll do it ourselves!" Ishizaki Daichi exchanged a glance with Komiya and Kondo behind him, gritted his teeth, and raised his fists.

......

Class B for the first year.

The atmosphere in the class was unusually somber, not only because of the shameful sign that still hung at the classroom door, 'Class 1B', but also because of the homeroom teacher, Tomoya Mashima, who was standing on the stage at that moment.

"..."

He remained silent, his expression quite subtle.

"...I thought our class was the one we had the least to worry about." After a long silence, Majima Tomoya finally spoke: "Class A has always been like this in previous years. The school's judgment is correct. Although there may be some ups and downs, there is no doubt that Class A will win in the end."

After all, they were recognized as 'top students' by the school.

The disparity in quality determines that lower-ranked classes are destined to be unable to compete with higher-ranked classes.

There are fundamental differences in ability among students.

But he never expected that this year's Class A would not only fall to Class B in the first month, but would even maintain its Class B ranking for two whole months.

Moreover, it seems likely that this trend will continue.

What he didn't expect was that even in this situation, there were still students who couldn't stand being provoked.

"..."

Majima Tomoya's gaze swept down from the podium, lingering for a moment on the tall Kito Hayabusa before looking away.

He sighed softly and put down the lesson plan he was holding.

"Three students from Class 1-C jointly reported that Kito Hayabusa had a dispute with them and committed violence against them." Majima Tomoya's voice was quite helpless: "If the situation is true, Kito Hayabusa will be temporarily suspended from school. At the same time, Class A... no, Class 1-B will have 100 class points deducted on top of Kito Hayabusa's suspension."

"...If that's true, isn't it, Majima-sensei?" With a hint of amusement, Sakayanagi Arisu seized on the key point in his words: "This is quite an interesting setup. Since we're the ones being accused, we have to find a way to prove our innocence."

Even if this is just C-class's side of the story?

The series of rhetorical questions didn't mean that Sakayanagi Arisu was asking anything; she simply found it a little funny.

"...Their injuries are very serious." After a moment of silence, Majima Tomoya said softly.

In other words, the 'evidence' provided by the other party is the existing injuries on their body.

The accusations made from the victim's perspective are often the first to be accepted by the public.

Unable to easily refute Class C's claims, the school could only demand that they provide evidence to prove their innocence.

"Dragon Boy isn't even bothering Red Hair anymore!"

The words I had read in my diary a few days ago now echoed in Sakayanagi Arisu's ears.

Ah, I see. This is what they call the 'future' that 'should' have happened but went astray.

You're something else, Long Yuanxiang from Class C, Year 1.

The students in the class remained silent. Kito Hayabusa clenched his fists. He wanted to speak up and explain something, but now it was Sakayanagi Arisu's turn to speak, and he had no right to interrupt.

"So, Kito-kun, can you prove it yourself?" Sakayanagi Arisu turned her head and asked softly.