Situation.

The chitter and clatter of the pens rang inside the classroom.

With a weak physique and glasses on his nose, Itsuki stood in front of a fat-looking guy with a bear-like physique sneering at him, with every intention of messing with him written all over his face.

"Yo! Yuwa-suki." "Go and set me a can of beer and a cola can for the other two." These delinquents often use this kind of manipulation to demonstrate their power over others, but in this instance, the overweight man known as Helmet was blind to the shadow of darkness hanging over Itsuki's face.

"Eh, what the hellllll..." A menacing expression was about to cross Helmet Guy's face upon realizing Itsuki was not responding, when something unexpected hit the side of his head.

'Bang!'

[Uncanny attack activating...] [Host attack force is almost doubled.]

When Itsuki's mind calmed down and he began to scan the room with his eyes, his left hand reached for the duster on the board.

Before Helmet could react, his arm jerked, and he smashed the duster into the man's head, causing his fat body to fall off the chair and causing a painful, twisting expression to appear on his face.

"Bastard! Gahhhh..." Before Helmet could even say anything, Itsuki leaped to his knees, using all of his weight to do so, and a slaughter pig's scream echoed throughout the room.

"That's fouling, you bastard!" The first one to react was the special guy of the helmet group and one of the most trusted people in their group.

However, upon hearing him declare foul play, Itsuki's face broke into a chilly smile.

He then threw the right hand he had been holding onto for the entire time, and before the other man could respond, chalk dust obscured his vision, causing him to close his eyes in agony.

Subsequently, he felt a heavy object strike his head, causing him to fall to the ground while still holding onto his head.

Much of the chalk dust tends to remain collected on the broad bottom of the blackboard, so when Itsuki dealt with Helmet, his right hand swept over the board's edge and collected it in his palm.

Itsuki made sure the other guy did not see him doing it by keeping his right hand behind his back. Then, at the perfect moment, he gave the other bastard a taste.

"That overweight fucking pig and two other tall guys ganging on a single scrawny-looking boy might be a fair play in your dictionary, but not in my mind."

The fair-play boy on the floor fell silent upon hearing Itsuki's words, while the other guy and the remaining blond guy stood there silently, staring at Itsuki with frightened expressions on their faces.

"Fuck him!" The guy with the blond hair finally let out an exclamation, but Itsuki was ready for it and threw his hand again, causing the guy—who had obviously learned his lesson—to simultaneously cover his head and close his eyes.

Assuming that Itsuki, with his scrawny appearance, could only pose a threat to them with his uncanny attacks and countering the attack with his arm could be the ideal strategy to foil Itsuki's ruse.

However, he never considered the possibility that Itsuki's hand was free of chalk dust.

Using it as a play, he simply used his long leg to kick straight under his leg and smash his ball, causing the blonde to scream in agonizing pain as he lay down clutching his crotch.

When Helmet heard the blonde guy scream and saw his friend's twisted expression and the way he was holding his brother, he was finally starting to get over his pain. Fear was evident on his face as he dragged his fat body back.

[Main sub-quest completed.] (Status: Revealed)

[Quest: Revenge back] [Beat the guy who was behind the reason you died on the top of the school rooftop.]

[Act 1: Beating the pawn of the devil (3/1)]

[Reward: One Silver Package.] [upgraded] [Silver-tri Package!]

[Act 2: Clearing the junction (Not triggered!)]

[Reward: ???]

[Act 3...]

[Would Host like to open Silver-tri Package!]

[Yes :: No]

Itsuki closed the system tab while maintaining mental focus. As he stared at the man on the ground, he wondered how these guys could possibly not know who had asked them to handle him.

Although it appeared that the enemy might be a delinquent, he was certain that if someone was truly trying to kill him, they would have gotten in touch with them directly. But for what purpose? Was still unknown to him.

Sssss...

A eerily silence descended on the class. The other two lackeys only assisted Helmet and the other person in leaving the classroom, as Itsuki was focused on the system and contemplating the enemy hiding behind these thugs.

'Haaah!' Itsuki's face took on a tired expression as he shook his head and noticed that the other students were staring at him strangely. Afterward, one of them got up from his seat and moved to walk beside Itsuki.

"Here!" In an odd gesture, the man produced an envelope and handed it to Itsuki.

"What is this?" Itsuki was astounded by the man's actions and was forced to inquire when he noticed that the man's eyes were filled with fear—the same fear that he usually harbors toward other offenders. He took the envelope and discovered three 500-sakura banknotes inside.

"We apologize for the inconvenience, but these are protection fees. Although it is less today, we will give an additional $1,000 tomorrow."

Itsuki realized that they were viewing him as a class protection delinquent and was unable to comprehend how he could even make such a low salary. Consequently, he simply pocketed them and nodded amiably.

In this country!

If they land a good job in a respectable company, the average guy usually makes between 10,000 and 20,000 sakura a month.

Additionally, Itsuki's mother, who is regarded as earning more than the average salary because of her family's circumstances, makes thirty thousand sakura a month and typically gives her son three thousand sakura for pocket money, travel, and other expenses.

'So, making more than $1000 Sakura in a single day was already very big amount.'

"No, its nothing; tomorrow we will make sure to pay you $3,500 for sure."

The guy stammered with a forced smile as he nodded at Itsuki's words and rushed back to his seat before turning for a moment and telling Itsuki, "There are the other two classes on the right! They also pay them $5000 on a daily basis."

Itsuki was astounded, wondering why they had been poor in the first place when these offenders typically made more money than his mother did.