My System Always Wants to Force Me to Confess
Chapter 81: One Person is Enough

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: One Person is Enough

Asano Nazuki looked at Shirakawa’s smug face, anger bubbling up inside her, wishing she could take a bite out of his annoying face right then and there, and see if he could still smile.

Who’s to blame for this? Isn’t it that ruthless woman! Using the Sword Dao competition as an excuse to beat me up! If it weren’t for my height disadvantage, I should have been the one winning!

Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t fathom that this injury of Asano Nazuki’s was actually self-inflicted. In Sword Dao competitions, everyone wears protective gear, so it’s practically impossible to hit the head. The real reason was that this little girl, bitter over losing the competition, ended up bonking herself on the forehead with a rebound from her bamboo sword during a fit of impotent rage.

She didn’t injure her opponent but ended up injuring herself.

"Um... Asano, your injury..."

"...The injury on my head... was from a sneak attack."

Asano Nazuki sighed softly, taking advantage of Shirakawa Sawahei’s complete ignorance to start weaving a tale of woe.

"It was a highly arrogant, treacherous, and cold-blooded maniac—completely worthless apart from their looks. They disdain anything they aren’t interested in and never look at people properly—such a despicable person!"

Asano Nazuki seized the opportunity to slander her nemesis.

"In short, due to various reasons, they bore a grudge against me and lay in wait to ambush me after school."

Shirakawa Sawahei’s expression turned peculiar. How come Asano Nazuki’s description made the whole thing sound like an elementary school vendetta?

Don’t leave after school! Just wait for me!

Wait, I will! Don’t call for backup!

"I see," comforted Shirakawa Sawahei. "Actually, your injury doesn’t look very noticeable anymore. A day or two more, and you should be able to go to school."

"I hope that’s the case," the little girl lowered her head, feigning misery. "It’s a shame I can’t beat her, or I would definitely make her apologize to me."

"Shirakawa, could you seek justice for me?"

Asano Nazuki winked, hopeful light beaming from her eyes, almost melting Shirakawa Sawahei. He turned his head awkwardly, looking elsewhere, "Well... Revenge only leads to more resentment... As for vengeance... Asano, it’s better for you to handle it yourself."

Honestly, he dared not promise the little girl’s request, not to mention whether such a juvenile act of avenging involving siblings was appropriate. Shirakawa Sawahei felt that there was something dangerously peculiar in the little girl’s eyes.

It was like the gleam in a hunter’s eyes as they watch prey fall into a trap.

Seeing her potential prey escape, the little girl let out a disappointed "oh." It was a pity that she couldn’t incite a confrontation between Shirakawa’s smug face and that ruthless woman.

Shirakawa Sawahei steered the conversation elsewhere, "Did Class Leader Kikuchi talk to you about it? The thing about both of us entering the cultural festival competition."

Asano Nazuki looked puzzled, "No, I haven’t heard."

"It’s that competition, a team of three," asked Shirakawa Sawahei, "Asano, are you familiar with games, variety shows, or entertainment?"

"Variety shows are okay, but I’m not very familiar with games," Asano Nazuki hesitated and said.

The plan to participate in the competition with Shirakawa’s smug face had crossed her mind long ago, but she had never had the opportunity. She thought Shirakawa Sawahei would be very wary of her and refuse her participation, but surprisingly, he was now inviting her proactively.

What’s going on, has Shirakawa’s smug face been possessed? Or does he feel guilty towards me and wants to get closer?

Shirakawa Sawahei pondered for a moment, then sent a message to Kikuchi Takamiya, suggesting that the criteria for finding teammates could be relaxed a bit and didn’t need to be so strict.

Kikuchi Takamiya quickly replied, and Shirakawa Sawahei glanced at it, frowning.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing."

It seemed Kikuchi Takamiya couldn’t find suitable candidates; boys who excelled at gaming were too shy to compete publicly, while those willing to compete didn’t want to be just backup for Shirakawa Sawahei’s show.

In their words, competing alongside Shirakawa felt pressuring, and they feared embarrassment from underperforming.

There was one girl who had some skills, but after hearing rumors in the class, she firmly rejected the class leader’s suggestion, determined to match Asano Nazuki and Shirakawa Sawahei as a pair.

Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t quite understand the mentality of these clingy individuals, but since they didn’t dare to participate, he couldn’t exactly force them.

[Is it okay if just me and Asano participate?] Shirakawa Sawahei typed.

[Well... It is permissible per the rules, but Shirakawa, you two...]

[One less person should be fine.]

The academic genius declared he’d lead the girl and put on a good show; Kikuchi Takamiya didn’t dare object, promptly expressing confidence in Shirakawa and Asano’s chances of securing a good position before hastily logging off to prepare the competition entry list.

Having settled the matter, Shirakawa Sawahei turned to the little girl leaning on the bed, "Though it’s a team of three, it’s just us two competing. Is that okay?"

Asano Nazuki instinctively nodded.

Shirakawa Sawahei smiled contentedly; the little girl was quite well-behaved when she wasn’t up to mischief.

As for the competition, relying on his photographic memory to cramming Wikis ad-hoc should suffice.

"Is your family coming back tonight?"

"If not, how about we go out to eat?"

"Or should I pack something and bring it back for you?"

Asano Nazuki hesitated briefly and nodded gently.

Finally, Shirakawa’s smug face showed some conscience, offering a chance to get a bit closer, which she couldn’t miss.

Otherwise, who knows when her grand plan for revenge could be realized.

"Ah, wait! My headband," Asano Nazuki never forgot to maintain her appearance.

"What should we eat?"

"You decide."

"Then let’s go have five-ingredient fried rice, I want to try it!"

"Let’s choose something else."

"??? Didn’t you say I could decide?"

...

At Akihisa High School, in an office.

A middle-aged female teacher was tireless in persuading the stunningly beautiful girl in front of her, sometimes from the perspective of classroom solidarity, sometimes playing emotional cards, making an all-around plea for Hayakawa Kashi to join this cultural festival competition.

"Hayakawa, Teacher Takagi seldom asks you for anything..."

"Teacher Takagi has a poor memory," remarked Hayakawa Kashi nonchalantly.

"Cough... Let’s say the teacher is asking you one more time..."

Upon hearing Hayakawa Kashi’s lack of interest in the cultural festival competition, not only was Teacher Takagi worried, but Student Council President Mita Takuma was practically scared half to death. This event had been initiated with Hayakawa Kashi as the main attraction; if she decided not to participate, then all his planning would be meaningless.

"This event is very significant and it doesn’t affect your evening piano performance..."

Yet Hayakawa Kashi remained unmoved, rejecting, "Sorry teacher, I’m not interested."

Teacher Takagi sighed regretfully; she understood her student’s temperament and had no reason to think that even as a class teacher, she had the command or authority to force her to do anything.

"In that case, I’ll have to find other classmates to form a team..."

"Thank you, teacher, then I’ll take my leave." Hayakawa Kashi rose, bowing slightly.

As she moved lightly towards the door, her ears caught wind of two teachers in discussion.

"Hey, Teacher Inoue, have you heard that Mr. Shirakawa from Teacher Uehara’s class plans to enter the competition with just one girl?"

"Yes, I heard from Teacher Uehara! It’s the new transfer student, right? Oh, young people sure have romantic ways of dating these days; if I had such an academic god leading me to glory back then, I’d cherish it forever."

"Shirakawa participating like this is a challenge to the other boys; it’ll be exciting if he faces a comparable opponent..."

Hayakawa Kashi paused in silence for a moment, then slowly turned back to Teacher Takagi.

"Sorry, Teacher Takagi."

"I retract what I just said."

"Eh?" Teacher Takagi appeared utterly bewildered.

Hayakawa Kashi arched her delicately sculpted eyebrows, as if confronting something, saying, "I changed my mind. I suddenly want to compete."

"Moreover, I only need to participate alone."

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