Chapter 103 : Your wallet is over

On Sunday night at 8 PM, my phone rang loudly. I wondered who it could be, and when I checked, it was a completely unknown number.

"Who is this? Well, whatever, I'll just hang up."

I thought and promptly ended the call. But as soon as I did, it rang again. I hung up again almost immediately. Yet, the persistent ringing annoyed me, and I finally answered, slightly irritated.

"Stop calling me over and over!"

"Hah, you're still as cocky as ever, huh? Daring to give me attitude. Well, I'll kill you now."

"..."

Who the hell was calling me? They started with insults and even threatened to kill me. The caller had no phone etiquette whatsoever.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"....."

"Hah, are you too scared to even speak?"

"....Who?"

"What! Don't say that in such a serious tone! You don't even recognize my voice, you bastard!"

Someone was angrily yelling on the other end, but I had no idea who it was. But there was only one person who came to mind who hated me this much and was this overbearing.

"...Ah, I can't remember your name."

"Dammit, it's Hosen. Just thinking about your face makes me want to kill you."

"Oh, that's it. Hosen. You still sound as dumb as ever... But how did you get my number?"

"I didn't like dealing with Ryuen, but I thought it was a perfect chance to crush you. Come to the back of the dorm now. I'm not the same as before."

I see, so he's powered up a bit. My response was simple.

"No way. It's just too much hassle."

"Huh? Don't mess with me!"

"Why me? If you want to fight, come here yourself."

"You... Are you that scared of me now that I've gotten stronger? Well, I guess it's understandable."

"Yeah, yeah, you're in your raging Hosen mode, right? It'll take at least 30 minutes to beat you."

"Hey, don't take me lightly! I'm taking the trouble to call you, so at least show some gratitude."

"I didn't ask for it. And your voice is too loud. Spit is flying."

"How the hell is it flying through the phone!?"

"Okay, okay, let's make up. Shake hands, make up, and we're done."

"You bastard... Don't end it on your own! I'll give you five minutes. If you don't come down by then, you'll see what happens."

"Oh, you'll wait five minutes? What will happen if I don't come down?"

"Who knows, maybe I'll destroy something precious to you?"

A threat. He might target Nanase or Amasawa. I wanted to avoid that, but I was recovering from an illness, and it was genuinely a hassle. After all, I was going to win anyway, and there was nothing to gain from going. But I thought...

"I'm really recovering from an illness, but... I'll go."

"Hah, so you care about someth—"

Click, beep, beep, beep.

I hung up before he could finish his annoying voice. I quickly changed into black jeans and sandals, put on a black tank top, and headed out. It was far to the outside of the dorm, and I was thinking about that as I took the elevator to the first-floor lobby. Outside, Hosen was waiting, looking around attentively. Surprisingly, he had a cute side.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

As soon as I showed myself to Hosen, a swift punch came right to my face. It seemed he attacked suddenly, but he was definitely faster than before.

"Damn, even a surprise attack doesn't work?"

"Wait, that was a surprise attack...?"

"Huh? Are you mocking me?"

"Not really... But your face is injured. Oh, you got beaten up by Ryuen."

I taunted him with a smirk. A blue vein popped on Hosen's forehead, and he attacked me with the ferocity of a demon. 

"Don't underestimate me!"

I didn't want to get hit, so I dodged his punches while checking his OAA on my phone. 

"Hahaha, you have a B+ in academics with that face? You're dumb in a different way, aren't you?"

I laughed at his surprising stats. Seeing that, Hosen got even angrier and tried to grab me. I thought it was dangerous, so I ducked under his attack, got behind him, and kicked him from behind, sending him flying.

"Guh...! You...!"

Hosen got up slowly, tackled me, and tried to hit my abdomen with his head. I didn't care and kneed him in the face.

"Uboah...!"

I hit him once with my left knee, then with my right. As he staggered, I finished him with a flying front kick. He nearly fell to the ground, so I grabbed his arm and pulled him close, landing another punch to his face, knocking him out.

"Are you okay?"

I crouched down and asked, but he didn't respond. He was completely out. I found a stick nearby and started playing by sticking it into his nostril.

"Pick, pick... Munch, munch... Hahaha!"

I stuck the stick into his nose and then put it in his mouth. This kind of prank was really fun. Then, with a pen, I drew another eye on his eyelid and wrote "Meat" on his forehead, "Eternal" on his right cheek, and "Virgin" on his left. I laughed while doing this until I got bored and decided to wake him up.

"Wake up, it's morning."

I slapped his cheek repeatedly, but he didn't wake up. So, I took a discarded water bottle, filled it with water, and splashed it on his face.

"Uboah... What the... Huh?"

"Good morning, did you wake up?"

"You... Damn it, I got beaten up again, huh?"

Hosen realized he had been knocked out and got up, letting out a dry, hollow laugh. Thankfully, his clothes weren't wet, so he shouldn't be cold.

"You're still a monster..."

"But Kiyotaka is stronger than me... Well, if you want that 20 million yen, keep trying."

"Damn it... Whatever, I'll accept today's loss. It's humiliating, though."

"Humiliating? You're just weak."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Damn, I feel sick. Talking to you is a waste of time. I'm leaving."

Hosen started walking back to the dorm. But I wouldn't let him go. I placed my hand on his shoulder from behind.

"You called me out at this hour, lost, and now you think you can just leave?"

"Wh-What do you want?"

"I'm hungry. Buy me a meal."

"Damn it... Just this once."

"No, from now on, every time you challenge me and lose, you'll treat me. If you don't like it, I won't bother with you. Well, it depends on my mood."

"What? Are you kidding me? Who would agree to that?"

"Just don't challenge me or win. You want to beat me, right?"

Provoked, Hosen unexpectedly agreed.

"Hah, fine. Next time, I'll crush your pretty face."

With that declaration of war, we headed to a ramen shop together. Eating on someone else's dime is the best. The blond guys in this school—Hosen, Koenji, and Nagumo—are all interesting. I'm never bored. While thinking this, we arrived at the ramen shop.

"What do you want? Hurry up and choose."

"Why are you so arrogant when you lost?"

I opened my mouth in dissatisfaction. Hosen sighed and corrected himself.

"Damn, you're an annoying guy. What do you want? I want to look at the menu."

"Shut up, I'm looking at the side menu."

"Are you going to eat more than just ramen?"

"Of course. I couldn't eat anything the past couple of days because of gastritis, you know?"

"I don't know! Damn it!"

I decided what to order and handed the menu to Hosen. He tried to take it, but I pulled it back to my spot.

"You're so annoying!"

"Ah, sorry, sorry. You can eat the kid's ramen. It'll be cheaper that way."

"Why don't you save money! Why should I eat cheap stuff? I'll kill you for real."

"Shh, we're in a shop."

"Damn it... Come outside later."

Hosen's voice was loud, but there weren't many people in the shop, so we weren't too conspicuous. I called the waitress to order.

"Shio ramen, no back fat, that's all."

"Shio ramen, no back fat, got it... And for you?"

"Tonkotsu ramen with back fat, add chashu and boiled egg. Oh, and fried rice, liver and garlic chives, and two servings of gyoza. One serving to go, please."

"Got it. One shio ramen, no back fat, one tonkotsu ramen with back fat, fried rice, liver and garlic chives, and two gyozas, one to go!"

'Yes, sir!'

The staff worked in perfect sync to prepare our order. Hosen, amazed by the amount I ordered, glared at me.

"You... don't you know how to be considerate...?"

"Consideration... what's that?"

I replied, and Hosen sulked, crossing his legs and waiting with a very bad attitude. After a few minutes, our ramen, fried rice, liver and garlic chives, and gyoza were served.

"I'll enjoy having this...."

Housen said nothing and began eating his ramen with chopsticks. I politely said, "Itadakimasu" and started eating the ramen, fried rice, gyoza, and liver with chives. It reminded me how important manners and etiquette are.

"This is so good, Housen. Thanks for the treat."

"I never want to eat with you again. And what are you filming?"

"What? I thought it would be nice to commemorate the kind-hearted Housen treating me to dinner by posting it on my story."

"Delete it. It will change how people see me... Well, if anyone underestimates me, I'll just crush them."

Despite his irritation, Housen continued eating his ramen slowly and not slurping it down. I noticed something then.

"Ah, you can't slurp noodles, can you?"

"Shut up! I'll kill you!"

It seemed I hit the mark, and Housen threatened me in a gruff voice. But for him, "I'll kill you" is like saying "Good morning" or "Good night" for us, which is strangely terrifying.

After finishing our meal, Housen paid with his device. The total was 4700 yen, a decent amount.

"That was delicious. Looking forward to more."

"I'm from Class D. Think about the cost."

"Oh, come on. You seem like the type to easily extort money. Anyway, I'm full...."

I walked ahead, and Housen followed behind as we talked.

"You're a selfish bastard, even more annoying than Ryuuen. You're now the number one person I want to kill. Watch your back from now on!"

Housen tried to kick me from behind, but I anticipated it, dodged, and flipped him to the ground using the same move he tried on me.

"Ugh...!"

"Oh, lost again. How about we go for dessert next?"

I helped him up and dragged him to a nearby café for dessert.

"Don't get cocky. What dessert?"

"I told you, every time you lose a revenge match, you treat me."

"I don't remember that."

I got annoyed with Housen's denial and played the recording I had.

'Every time you lose, you treat me. If you don't like it, I won't play with you.'

"What the hell? I didn't agree to that."

'Either you don't play or you win. Simple as that.'

'Fine. Next time, I'll crush you.'

Housen's face stiffened, but he glared at me fiercely.

"Tch... Fine. Let's go."

We went to the café and ordered desserts. It was amusing to see the toughest guy from the first year and the laziest from the second year in a stylish café. People were shocked to see us there.

Kiyotaka and Amasawa were also there, noticing us with puzzled looks.

"What will you have?"

"I'll have the seasonal fruit ice cream."

"I'll have the same."

The waiter went to the back, and soon our desserts arrived. Mango, melon, and cassis ice cream, beautifully presented and delicious.

"Eat that and then leave."

"Yum. So cold...."

The coldness made my head hurt, and I ate slowly. Housen, clearly angry, ate his ice cream without looking at me.

After finishing, we paid and left the café. As soon as we stepped outside, Housen tried to grab me, but I dodged and twisted his arm.

"Learn from this...."

He tried to break free, but I let go, causing him to crash into the wall. Kiyotaka and Amasawa watched us from inside the café with confused expressions.

"Alright, Housen, next is a drink. Get me a Mountain Dew."

"Damn it!"

I put my arm around the beaten Housen, pretending to be friends, and we headed to the dorms. 

Kiyotaka and Amasawa left the café, looking bewildered at us.

After Housen bought me a Mountain Dew, we were supposed to part ways... but my night was far from over.

"Shall we go to your place?"

"Who said you could decide that?"

"What? I want to eat gyoza and drink Mountain Dew at your place."

I showed him the bag with gyoza and the drink. Housen got angry.

"Eat it in your room. I'm not letting you in. I don't want anything to do with you. Leave now."

But I was not satisfied with his response and got angry.

"Why do you get to decide that?"

"Because it's my room! Don't ask obvious questions, idiot. Unless you're willing to be my plaything?"

Housen played the recording again.

'Every time you lose, you treat me.'

"How about it? Play with me, Horagasaki-senpai?"

'Every time you lose, you treat me.'

He kept repeating the part. He had edited out the part about my mood.

"I didn't mean that sincerely."

Housen was furious, exuding a menacing aura.

"You'll play, right? I'll beat you to a pulp."

"Fine, but it'll turn into a real fight."

"You seem eager. Fine by me. Gets my blood pumping."

"And Housen will lose."

"Don't decide that on your own!"

After a while, we reached what seemed to be Housen's room. I checked the door, and he let me in.

Inside, it was surprisingly clean. I expected a mess, but it wasn't. I sat on his bed as there was no other space.

"You're too carefree. What's fun about this?"

"It's just fun."

I looked around his room and noticed something under the bed.

"What's this?"

"Don't you dare look at that!"

Too late, I read the package aloud.

"'Super Moe Moe, Hardcore 7-hour, Anything for My Master ♡ Maid Moe-chan, Cosplay, Vib...' haha..."

I couldn't help but laugh at the AV.

"Hahaha, is this your hobby? Haha!"

"You... I'll kill you."

"Haha, look, it's even set up on the TV, hahaha!"

"Damn it! You watch too, don't you? Bet you like S&M stuff, barking like a dog, huh?"

Housen tried to reverse the situation. Honestly, I'm good.

"I get enough from real life."

"Seriously? You're quite the scumbag."

Housen looked at me in disbelief. He liked watching on a big screen. I found another package under the bed.

"What's this?"

I read it aloud.

"'Nurse Yuka's Injection Diary, I'll poke all sorts of places with big needles today~♡ 8-hour patient feast ♡' haha, your taste is awful, haha!"

I hadn't laughed so hard in a while. Housen chased me around, but I escaped, finding his peculiar interests amusing.

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