7.4
AFTER HORIKITA headed back to the dorm, I thought about what was to come. Ryuuen Kakeru wasn’t the type to leave unfinished business. Horikita had certainly handled things well this time around, containing Ryuuen and manipulating Kushida with a preemptive strike. In a healthy class, her strategy probably wouldn’t have been very useful, but it was effective for dealing with a traitor. However, it wasn’t as though it could be used anywhere, anytime. It was limited to situations like the final exam and the sports festival.
That was precisely why Horikita had invited her brother to act as a witness; it was a golden opportunity. Class D had held tons of study sessions over the last month, so we shouldn’t have lost to Class C. You could say it was a total victory.
My phone vibrated.
What are you planning? the message read.
I wasn’t the only schemer here. You’re planning something too, aren’t you, Ryuuen?
Another message showed up. I’m definitely going to make you pay.
An image file was attached to the last message. When I opened it, I found a single photograph that spoke a thousand words.
“So, Manabe and her friends spilled the beans, huh?” I muttered.
Of course, I’d known that when I ran into Ryuuen and Hiyori. Ryuuen had probably threatened the girls to reveal who might’ve seen them attack Karuizawa, and now my name and Keisei’s name were running through his mind. However, he had no evidence. That was why he was trying to corner me. That was what he was thinking by sending me this photograph.
The fact that Ryuuen had the photo meant that he knew the circumstances surrounding it. Depending how things played out, Ryuuen would probably go after the person in the picture. If anything, this was a declaration of war.
“I should’ve just stayed quiet,” I muttered aloud.
To think he would just show his hand like that… Did he enjoy the hunt that much? Enough. I was fed up with his obsessive persistence.
I closed my phone and steeled myself. Half-measures wouldn’t do here. If Ryuuen was dead serious about picking a fight, I’d return the favor in kind.
“Come at me with everything you’ve got. No regrets. I’ll play your game,” I said aloud.
Despite myself, I couldn’t help but feel a little excited.
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