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Chapter 55: Quadra Kill, Haruki Yamauchi is Still Charging
🕑 Added 2025-12-08 16:33:02 +0000 UTCYear 1, Class D classroom.
Natsuki Subaru rested his chin on his hand, watching Haruki Yamauchi, who was red-faced and chattering nonstop in front of him.
'Fifth time.'
At this point, five loops had passed since Natsuki Subaru had tossed the coin at Haruki Yamauchi and then instantly killed him.
One thing had to be acknowledged: Natsuki Subaru realized he was stuck.
Unfortunately, this time the save point was at eight in the morning today. Not long after respawning, Natsuki Subaru had to face Haruki Yamauchi's charge against him.
Now, Natsuki Subaru had already twisted Haruki Yamauchi's neck four times.
Because of Haruki Yamauchi, Natsuki Subaru discovered that his patience wasn't as good as he had imagined.
'This time, no neck twisting... let's change to another body part...'
Natsuki Subaru scanned Haruki Yamauchi's body.
Being stuck was just being stuck; Natsuki Subaru didn't mind much in his heart. It wasn't like he hadn't been stuck before.
Just five times was nothing. He had experienced deadlocks ten or a hundred times more than this, so using this opportunity to temper his patience a bit wasn't bad.
If his time with Hiyori Shiina had given Natsuki Subaru a tiny, negligible expectation for the days ahead, slightly increasing his patience and making him less inclined to reset casually...
Then Haruki Yamauchi was using the most primitive and direct method—staking his own life—to raise Natsuki Subaru's patience threshold. That way, next time something similar happened, Natsuki Subaru might not toss a coin.
At the very least, if Natsuki Subaru had gone through this deadlock first before encountering Arisu Sakayanagi, he probably wouldn't have the urge to toss a coin in front of her.
Compared to Haruki Yamauchi, Arisu Sakayanagi was far better.
"Natsuki Subaru, why aren't you saying anything?!"
Seeing Natsuki Subaru remain silent, Haruki Yamauchi's attitude grew even more arrogant as he said, "Feeling guilty?"
"And there's something very wrong with the personal points you have on you. We're eating mountain vegetable set meals every day, yet you're here..."
"What a truly astonishing performance."
Just as everyone was waiting for things to escalate further, and Natsuki Subaru was pondering how to deal with this irritating fly named Haruki Yamauchi this time...
Rokusuke Kōenji offered his evaluation.
If it came to extravagance in spending, Rokusuke Kōenji was actually even more excessive than Natsuki Subaru.
Natsuki Subaru at most chose top-tier options for food and drink, which seemed like a lot at around 100,000 to 200,000 personal points a month, but in this academy, that was about the ceiling.
Rokusuke Kōenji's situation was different.
Rokusuke Kōenji came from an extremely wealthy family background. By making promises to upperclassmen girls, he obtained large amounts of personal points from them for his personal consumption.
Not only was his food and drink top-tier, but so were other aspects. Just last month, the points Rokusuke Kōenji spent on his daily personal consumption approached 400,000.
However, because he had never hidden his family background...
No matter if it was Haruki Yamauchi or others, they all subconsciously overlooked Rokusuke Kōenji's even more luxurious spending compared to Natsuki Subaru and didn't see any issue with it.
Haruki Yamauchi seemed to be targeting Natsuki Subaru, but Rokusuke Kōenji couldn't pretend to be completely deaf to it.
Interrupted by Rokusuke Kōenji, Haruki Yamauchi, now completely worked up, said, "Kōenji, this has nothing to do with you!"
"Relation?"
Rokusuke Kōenji lightly raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard some amusing joke.
"Of course, it has nothing to do with the perfect me."
"It's just that watching a wild monkey try to obtain bananas not belonging to it through noise and clumsy imitation..."
Looking at Haruki Yamauchi's blustering yet inwardly weak demeanor, Rokusuke Kōenji continued in his characteristic tone, "...is ultimately an eyesore that lowers the tone of the entire space. Do you understand, Yamauchi-kun?"
"Packaging one's own incompetence and predicament as a collective dilemma."
"Viewing resources obtained by others through wisdom as public property that should be shared... Truly ugly and devoid of any beauty."
With that, Rokusuke Kōenji let out a short, contemptuous laugh.
Rokusuke Kōenji's commentary, full of sarcasm and mockery, completely tore Haruki Yamauchi to shreds, thoroughly exposing his ugliest inner motives to everyone.
Haruki Yamauchi trembled with rage.
But when it came to actually saying something in response, he couldn't utter a word, because Rokusuke Kōenji was absolutely right. And it wasn't just Haruki Yamauchi who thought that way.
Many people actually thought the same.
Otherwise, when Haruki Yamauchi had charged earlier and confronted Natsuki Subaru, so many people wouldn't have watched with a lively or even schadenfreude attitude.
They certainly harbored thoughts of getting a share from Natsuki Subaru afterward.
He was 'lending' 3,000 personal points through Haruki Yamauchi, so Natsuki Subaru must have plenty. I don't need 3,000; 2,000 or even 1,000 would do.
And the essence of this behavior was bullying.
The only difference was that Haruki Yamauchi had taken action, while most others only thought about it in their hearts and hadn't acted yet. Now, thanks to Rokusuke Kōenji's words, they completely shrank back.
After his commentary, Rokusuke Kōenji didn't even glance at the ashen-faced Haruki Yamauchi. Instead, he casually straightened his impeccably neat collar.
'I see.'
Suzune Horikita, who had been observing the situation, had a flash of understanding in her eyes.
Rokusuke Kōenji's motives were mysterious, and his method seemed very direct and malicious, but that merciless comment directly dispersed more than half the pressure building on Natsuki Subaru.
'What a shame. I wanted to see how Natsuki would handle this.'
'Now, it probably ends just like this.'
Suzune Horikita turned her gaze back to Natsuki Subaru.
At this moment, Natsuki Subaru was still casually toying with the commemorative coin in his hand, his mild smile unchanged on his face.
As if from beginning to end, whether it was Haruki Yamauchi's coercion or Rokusuke Kōenji's intervention just now, none of it had anything to do with him.
