[A/n: Guys, I have thought about it and Hachiman is a complicated character, I'm sure if I add him now, he will work in this current arc but I'm afraid in the future, he will just be overshadowed and that won't do justise for Hachiman's character! So, I have decided to leave Hachiman out of this, though maybe in future fanfics.
HEY! Wait, you readers out there can make a fanfic like that, maybe with your OCs and hikigaya, maybe someone else like yuichi and Ayanokoji ofc! I would love to read a fic like like that!
Anyway, enjoy the chapter, this one was a bit bland though..]
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Yuto strolled out of the hall, checking his phone with a sigh.
[4,849,756 points]
"Great," he muttered, pocketing his phone. "Running low on points again... Guess it's time to extort some upperclassmen."
"My, my, you really shouldn't announce your criminal activities in public," came a teasing voice from behind. Yuto turned around to see a familiar blond-haired man grinning at him. "The upperclassmen might get the wrong idea about you... Kazuki Yuto."
Yuto clicked his tongue. "Like any of my future victims could do anything to stop me. I pick my targets carefully. I'm cautious, you know."
Nagumo chuckled, his smile widening. "As the new Student Council President, I'd prefer not to have a troublemaker like you in my jurisdiction." He extended his hand. "Come on, hand over your phone."
Yuto hesitated for a second, but eventually opened the QR code on his screen. Nagumo transferred over some points with a smug look on his face.
The moment the transfer was done, Yuto quickly tucked his phone away, making sure Nagumo didn't notice the total amount. 'Poor guy thinks he's doing charity work,' Yuto thought, glancing at his phone again. His internal smirk grew as he saw the new balance: +500,000 points, for nothing. Yuto's eyes widened, faking surprise as he looked back at Nagumo.
'But then again, considering he did replace Onii-chan, he might have a brain cell or two to know that I have points and is just too rich for his own good..' Yuto thought
"Well, well, Najiyo Minami-senpai," Yuto smirked. "You've got my attention now. Is there something you wanna talk about?"
Nagumo felt a vein pop in his forehead, his smile twitching. 'Did he just butcher my name?'
"Hey, brat!" one of the upperclassmen behind Nagumo barked, stepping forward. "It's Nagumo Miyabi!"
Yuto chuckled, completely unfazed. "My bad. Names just aren't my strong suit."
Nagumo chuckled along with him, though a bit more forced. "It's fine, Kazuki. Happens to the best of us. Actually, I did have something to ask you..." He trailed off, noticing Yuto eyeing his entourage with clear disdain.
Yuto sighed dramatically. "I'll answer your question, but…" He glanced at the upperclassmen like they were mold on his shoes. "I'd prefer if we talked alone. My mood's been bad lately, and pests don't really help."
"BRAT, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE—" one of the upperclassmen shouted, his face turning red, eyes bulging with fury.
Nagumo raised a hand, cutting him off. "Enough. Leave us."
The upperclassmen glared daggers at Yuto as they left, but he barely acknowledged them, waving dismissively. Once they were gone, Nagumo looked at Yuto, amused. "Better?"
Yuto grinned. "Much."
"Anyway, Kazuki-san, let's start with something light. Where exactly did you, a humble Class D student, get so much money to spend like you own the place?" Nagumo asked, leaning in with a smirk.
Yuto grinned wryly. "Didn't realize my spending habits were being tracked…" he muttered, scratching the back of his head.
Nagumo wasn't buying it, staring him down like a hawk eyeing prey. Yuto sighed in defeat. "Alright, it's no big secret. At the start of the year, I… uh, gained justice by collecting a big haul of private points." He cleared his throat, catching himself. "Then it was just miscellaneous stuff after that—like betting. For example, I wiped out the entire shogi club. They underestimated me because I'm from Class D, but… well, now they know my name." He slumped dramatically. "Can't hustle them anymore, though. They've learned their lesson."
Nagumo chuckled. "Your popularity did skyrocket, especially with how high you rank in the girls' forum polls."
Yuto's ears perked up. "Wait, girls rank us? Why am I just hearing about this now?!"
Nagumo smirked. "Seems like you've been more focused on your spending. Speaking of which, you're not saving up for the 20 million points like the other fools. Are you really that confident in your class?"
Yuto nearly spat out his lollipop, bursting into laughter. "Confident in my class? Senpai, my classmates would fight over a stick of gum! You think we're making it to Class A?!" He slapped Nagumo on the back, causing his smile to twitch. "Senpai, why would I need to aim for Class A when I've already got my future all planned out?"
Nagumo raised a brow. "Oh? You've decided your future already?"
"Yep," Yuto nodded proudly. "I'm gonna seduce some rich woman, live the rest of my life in luxury as a househusband, and take care of a cute dog. Maybe two."
Nagumo blinked before erupting into laughter. "That's… quite the plan. Ambitious, I must say."
Yuto shrugged. "I like to aim high."
Nagumo calmed himself and leaned in, lowering his voice. "Okay, one last question. I've noticed Horikita-senpai seems to hold you in high regard. But as far as I know, he's never offered you a spot on the student council. Any idea why? I find it odd, considering his respect for you."
Yuto raised an eyebrow, giving Nagumo a look as if he'd asked the dumbest question in existence. "Uh… Onii-chan knows me well enough to understand that I have zero interest in joining the student council. Why would he waste time asking?"
"Onii-chan?" Nagumo echoed, looking confused. "You seem to call him that a lot. Do you two have some kind of familial bond?"
"Nope." Yuto flashed a grin.
Nagumo blinked. "Then why do you call him 'Onii-chan?'"
Yuto chuckled. "Well, I used to like his sister, so I started calling him Onii-chan. Even though I'm over her now, it just feels weird to call him 'Horikita-senpai' after all this time. Plus, to be honest… my feelings for her aren't completely sorted yet."
Nagumo gave Yuto a pitying pat on the shoulder. "Ah, I see. Well, since you've answer most of my questions, let me give you some advice." His expression turned serious. "Women are complicated, Kazuki. Logic monsters like you and me can't always figure them out. I've dealt with a certain white-haired girl in my year, and let's just say… looks can be deceiving."
Yuto gasped dramatically. "Oh, I know that type! There's this loli I know, and let me tell you—her cute face is the last thing you'd picture when thinking of a devil's incarnate!"
Nagumo burst out laughing, clapping Yuto on the back. "Well, as long as you know the dangers!"