Horikita Manabu saw the claws hidden beneath Amane's beautiful exterior.
However, he himself was not flustered.
Indeed, Amane gave him a rather twisted feeling.
But her true nature was kind.
"Even if you feign fierceness, I won't be afraid."
"Why do you think I'm feigning fierceness? Horikita Manabu, the distance between us is enough for me to twist your neck."
Amane took a step forward after speaking.
Facing Amane's aggressive demeanor.
Horikita Manabu tried to remain calm.
But his body wouldn't lie.
The arm hidden beneath his school uniform was already covered in goosebumps.
Every pore and instinct in him was frantically warning him that the seemingly harmless person in front of him.
Even the girl who looked somewhat cute when she got angry was not to be trifled with.
"It doesn't look like you're joking, Miyako-san, have you practiced anything normally?"
Horikita Manabu tried to divert her attention with words.
"I haven't practiced anything in a long time. Recently, I've probably just touched a bow and arrow. Actually, I'm better at calligraphy, playing musical instruments, cooking, and playing chess."
Amane was not lying.
It's just that her methods of practicing these four things were a little, or rather, a lot, different.
"I didn't expect Miyako-san to be an all-rounder. It's truly enviable. It's getting late, how about we end our conversation here today?"
Horikita Manabu also keenly noticed that Amane's words contained something different.
"You want to leave after using me? It's not that easy."
Horikita Manabu had a bit of a headache.
It seems that if he doesn't bleed a little today, this guy will keep pestering him.
Use force?
No, no, no.
You underestimate her too much.
Only foolish people would immediately think of using force to solve problems.
Amane was just showing him her muscles earlier.
Next, it was up to him whether he was willing to cut off some flesh.
If he wasn't... he could probably imagine what Amane would do to damage his reputation.
"What do you want?"
"I want many things. The stars in the sky, the moon in the water, I want them all. Can Horikita-senpai get them?"
Amane's demands were very strange, and it would be normal for people to call them unreasonable.
But Horikita Manabu showed a surprised expression.
"When did you find out?"
"When you put your hands in your pockets."
Amane put her hands in her pockets and made the same gesture as Horikita Manabu had just made.
"Your insight is very strong."
"Hmm, I think so too."
"Shouldn't you be modest at this time?"
Horikita Manabu said jokingly, then took out his phone, which was recording, and pressed stop recording.
If Amane had made an exorbitant demand just now, this would have become evidence of her extortion.
But he didn't expect Amane to propose conditions that seemed like a joke.
Even if it was recorded, as long as the other party said it was a joke.
He couldn't do anything to Amane.
Horikita Manabu felt a little emotional.
The new students nowadays are terrifyingly strong, one by one.
It put a lot of pressure on him, the Student Council President.
"I'm already modest enough. Five questions, plus 100,000 personal points, can you agree?"
Amane sat on a nearby bench.
She looked up at Horikita Manabu.
"100,000 points are not worth mentioning, but I may not be able to answer all of your questions."
"Then 200,000 points plus five questions. I like generous boys like you the most. It would be embarrassing to say you can't give 200,000 points now."
Amane crossed her legs.
She leaned comfortably on the bench.
She looked lazy, but the words she spoke were sharper than a cutting knife.
Horikita Manabu was a little speechless.
You're climbing up the pole too fast.
However, 200,000 points was not a large amount for him.
The points accumulated by Class A over two years, plus the points from special exams, Horikita Manabu's current personal points easily exceeded seven figures.
But he dared not continue to show off.
Otherwise, the devil in front of him would really extort him dry.
"Points are not a problem, but I cannot guarantee to give you answers to the questions."
Horikita Manabu sat next to Amane.
"Who said I wanted you to give me answers?"
Amane sneered and patted Horikita Manabu's shoulder.
"As the Student Council President, there are certainly things you can't say. I'm responsible for asking questions, and you just need to nod to confirm or shake your head to deny."
Amane's eyes held a hint of excitement.
"You even found that out?"
"Otherwise?"
Horikita Manabu, with a surprised look, took out the voice recorder hanging around his neck and, in front of Amane, cut off its power.
No one had ever discovered this pen before.
As the Student Council President, he wouldn't be able to hold his position without some tricks up his sleeve.
"I'm still not at ease. Let's stick to nodding and shaking your head. Nod once you're ready."
Amane scrutinized Horikita Manabu.
She could only confirm from his appearance that Horikita Manabu didn't have any listening or recording devices on him.
But those in power tend to be cunning.
She didn't want to be caught off guard and have her plans overturned by a hidden trap.
After much thought, the initial plan seemed safer.
Horikita Manabu nodded.
"Alright, then the game begins."
1. "The school's classes are divided based on students' 'abilities'."
Horikita Manabu frowned.
Right off the bat, it was a question so central to the school's core.
Originally, he wouldn't have known the answer until after the first month.
However, since he had agreed to her terms, he could only confirm her thoughts now.
Horikita Manabu nodded.
2. "The points distributed by the school each month are not fixed."
Horikita Manabu nodded again.
She must have deduced this from the mountain vegetable meal plans and relief measures, right?
This was inherently a hint and a reminder to the students, so it was understandable that she figured it out.
3. "You advocate for ability, yet ridiculously emphasize 'fairness'. Each class likely has about 15% of students who are either above or below the class average."
Horikita Manabu nodded once more.
For example, in Class D, where Amane was.
There were quite a few academically excellent students.
They were thrown into Class D due to personality flaws.
At first glance, each class seemed 'equal'.
Each had both excellent students and those with slightly weaker abilities.
But once this 'ability' had to be proven through academic performance...
How could that be fair to those excellent students with personality flaws?
4. "There is a mechanism for class promotion and demotion."
Horikita Manabu was finally convinced.
He nodded, a faint smile gracing his lips.
He was starting to feel a sense of anticipation, wondering what other questions this child might ask.
Next was the final question.
This question had troubled Amane for a long time.
It was even more deserving of her attention than the previous four questions.
5. "Is Horikita Suzune wearing padding?"
???
Horikita Manabu's eyes widened.
Huh?
What was wrong with young people these days?
Weren't the first four questions quite serious?
They had even made him somewhat excited and expectant.
He had wanted to know what the fifth question would be.
Why was she launching a sneak attack like this?
However, Horikita Manabu thought back.
She shouldn't be wearing padding.
After all, he knew his younger sister well.