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BSCOTE 14: Ryuji's Goal
🕑 Added 2025-06-20 15:18:52 +0000 UTC
Ryuji was angry.
“I was waiting for you, what else? Are you dumb?”
“Huh? Talk to me like that again and I'll beat you up.” Horikita rolled her eyes in feigned anger.
“Hah!? Do you dare?” Ryuji got up and patted his knees, feeling a bit sore from squatting so long.
Horikita ignored him and descended the stairs.
“Aren't you forgetting something, Suzune~?” Ryuji walked behind her, a small smirk playing on his lips.
Horikita pretended not to hear him, though a small smile played on her lips. She wouldn't let this smug guy ruin her happiness.
“We'll address each other by first names as you wish.” Horikita said, “And I'll continue tutoring you. I won't go back on my words.”
Ryuji noticed something amiss in her words but he couldn't pinpoint what made him feel that way.
“By the way, come with me.” Ryuji suddenly said and Horikita offered no response. He wasn't bothered and walked ahead of her.
He knew she'd follow.
…
“Where are we going?”
As they left the academic building and headed towards the Keyaki Mall Horikita asked curiously.
“A secret.” Ryuji adopted a mischievous look and Horikita felt like stabbing him with her compass.
“Don't waste time, I won't tutor you more than an hour or two every day. Your grades are atrocious.” Horikita frowned, “By the way, you never explained why you're so interested in studying all of a sudden.”
“I was waiting for the siblings’ conflict to end before explaining.” Ryuji commented absentmindedly, “Remember our conversation about this school?”
Ryuji purposely spoke in a hushed voice and Horikita’s frown deepened. She took a few steps forward and stood next to him to hear better. The topic required her utmost attention.
Ryuji glanced at her with satisfaction before continuing, “I suspect this school isn't that simple. I'm worried there might be some consequences of getting low grades. I don't want to top the class or anything, just bring me to the level of an average high schooler.”
“I disagree. Even if the school is suspicious there must be something more than grades otherwise how could they have let someone like you in?” Horikita threw a jab at him which made Ryuji's lips twitch.
This bitch… I'll score better than her in at least one subject and laugh at her face for the rest of the semester.
Though Ryuji knew he was pretending to be a bad student he was getting annoyed by her constant disses.
If she wasn't cute he would've slapped her already.
His hands knew no gender.
After all, men weren't the only victims of his impulses in his past life.
Horikita knew nothing of his dangerous thoughts. She stared impassively at the facility before her.
There were various commercial facilities in the Keyaki Mall, most of which they hadn't visited yet.
One of them was the gym on the second floor.
“...Why have you brought me to the gym?” Horikita's tone betrayed her anger.
“What? Being a proud man I want abs and well-defined muscles, is that too much to ask?” Ryuji smiled and Horikita's face darkened.
“Why. Have. You. Brought. Me. Here?”
Horikita's voice turned frosty.
“Call me by my name.”
All of a sudden, Ryuji changed the topic.
Horikita was stunned and she saw Ryuji's amused gaze on her.
“Did you think I wouldn't notice?” he spoke cryptically.
“What do you mean?”
“Quite clever aren't you, Suzune?” Ryuji’s voice was sharp, “How long do you think you can avoid saying my name? Is that your plan?”
Horikita planned to never call him out by his name.
In that sense, while he would call her Suzune she wouldn't have to call him Ryuji.
Horikita was stunned, feeling a bit miffed that Ryuji had noticed her plan.
Why was this guy so clever?
She thought it would take a week or two for him to notice.
She had hoped Ryuji wouldn't notice at all.
Clearly, it was her wishful thinking.
If Ryuji insisted on her using his name she wouldn't be able to refuse, he did help her after all. Though she acted the same as before, her heart was full of gratitude towards him.
So despite her reluctance she had no choice but to address him as if he were her best friend if he demanded.
“Don't worry, I won't force you,” Ryuji spoke as if reading her thoughts. Horikita despised the feeling very much. It felt as if she were an open book.
“What do you want?”
“Join me in the gym ehm… I haven't been to one before.”
Horikita gave him a disdainful glance. “Is that what you're after?”
“You said you trained in martial arts after your brother won some competition or whatever. You must've been to a gym to strengthen yourself no? Teach me a bit.”
“A national competition, he’s ranked fifth dan in karate and fourth dan in aikido.” Horikita paid no attention to his other words and focused on his ‘mistake’.
“...”
Ryuji was speechless inwardly, what a tricky opponent. It'd be hard to beat him unless caught off guard.
However, he always found more technical fighters easier to fight.
How could a normal kickboxer or taekwondo expert compare to a rage-filled man stabbing you randomly with a knife?
Good ol' times.
“What are you smiling for?” Horikita's cold voice snapped him back to reality.
“Ah, I'm just surprised your brother's really really strong.” he praised, knowing it was her weak spot.
And as expected Horikita’s icy expression melted into a softer one. She gave him a frown before, “Only once.”
Ryuji rolled his eyes, the first step was always the hardest. Now that she agreed, Ryuji had several ways to make sure she attended the gym regularly with him.
They entered the gym
They greeted a friendly female staff member who was standing at the reception desk. She explained the specific benefits and offers of the gym.
“Do you guys have your Student ID cards?
Horikita took out her student ID card and so did Ryuji.
The female receptionist smiled, “That's great! Would you like a free trial? It's a benefit for students. You'll also get 15% off every month!”
“Thank you,” Ryuji spoke politely and Horikita nodded along.
After that, a male trainer guided Ryuji to the locker room, and he was asked to change his clothes after a brief explanation of how to use the lockers, change rooms, and shower rooms.
Horikita was taken away similarly by a female trainer.
It seemed that the gym was designed so that you could go in empty-handed without bringing your belongings.
…
Inside the locker room.
Ryuji took off his clothes, stored them in a locker, put on the rental training wear, and headed to the training room at the back of the gym.
He had no desire to check his skinny-fat build.
A month or two was all he needed to fix himself. Newbie gains were a thing for a reason.
Ryuji's physique in his past life was the epitome of excellence. A skilled master in bed, how could his physique and stamina be lacking?
Never having stepped inside a gym?
What a joke!
He owned three private gyms across the country in his past life.
Ryuji waited for a few minutes before Horikita emerged.
His eyes shone brightly at her current appearance.
