Chapter 117: Getting Into Bed with Yuigahama!

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“W-Whoa, d-don’t ask me!”

Didn’t we agree already? PERVERTS aren’t allowed to meddle in politics.

So, please don’t be the ones to break that rule yourselves!

“Um, no misunderstanding. We just want to hear the opinion of the person involved,” Hikigaya explained calmly.

“The p-person involved? The opinion of the person involved?”

Hold on! Why am I suddenly the person involved? Got any proof?

Don’t just make wild accusations! I’ll sue for slander!

“Huh? What person involved? I think… you guys definitely have the wrong idea, right?” Himekoji hurriedly tried to distance himself.

Sure, he was a PERVERT, but he absolutely wasn’t gay!

“Tch, will denying it actually help?” Hikigaya shook her head, giving Himekoji a light glare at the same time.

“No, I don’t even know what you’re talking about! Denying what? What am I even denying?”

Himekoji was furious. Was this girl toxic?

Did he seriously look that much like he was gay?

What a joke!

“A-Akito… these two photos attached to the email… d-do you want to come look?” Yuigahama, who had fallen into a mysterious silence after reading the email aloud, suddenly spoke up now. Her expression was complicated and strange.

“Photos?”

No way!

Himekoji thought of something, his heart instantly giving a thump of dread. This isn’t good.

So he quickly strode over, took a look. Yeah, just one look…

And then—

He was blind!

Dammit, who sneakily took these?!

If he ever found out…

He was definitely going to make that animal send him a high-def copy of the one with Saika!

Two photos—

One, from playing tennis with Saika, showed Saika standing on her tiptoes helping him wipe sweat…

The other, taken yesterday, showed Hayama carrying “him” on his back, Hayama’s face full of concern…

Though she didn’t want to get involved in such boring matters, Yukinoshita glanced at the photos out of curiosity.

Yet, right after seeing them, the girl immediately regretted it.

Resting her hand on her forehead, Yukinoshita sighed softly:

“Sigh… and he says he isn’t the person involved? Some PERVERT just won’t give up until they see their coffin.”

Stabbed again. This time too, Himekoji was speechless.

But, hold on…

There was definitely something wrong with that “Classmate Interested in BL” who sent the email, right?

Seriously, dude! If you were going to attach the photos in the end anyway, what was the point of using made-up names like A-kun, B-kun, and C-kun in the message body?

It didn’t protect anyone’s privacy at all!

“Acting like a duck that refuses to admit it’s dead? The proof is right here now.”

Hikigaya shook her head back and forth, seeming to suddenly get fired up and strike a theatrical pose—

“That’s right! There’s only one truth! The one involved here… is you!”

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Then, for about ten seconds afterward, the air froze…

After that wave of awkwardness—

“Your Japanese studies are going really well.” Himekoji finally found something to quip about after searching for ages.

Things like ‘not giving up until seeing the coffin’ and ‘a duck that refuses to admit it’s dead’… don’t you guys use them pretty smoothly?

“Hardly. I just happen to barely manage first place on semester exams every time.” Yukinoshita responded with detached modesty.

Huh, wait, was that actually modesty?

As Yukinoshita gently smoothed her long hair, an inexplicable aura of confidence slowly radiated from her.

“Oh, really? Well, my Japanese Language score is even more negligible, just scraping third place.” Hikigaya immediately jumped in too.

Finally talking about her strong suit, the girl looked like she wanted to laugh proudly but was forcing it down.

…

Hey, you two got any shame?

“Ahem, sorry…” Himekoji fake-coughed twice.

“First? Third? No, no, no… if I remember right, this time one of you was second, the other was fourth, right? Uh… who was it in first? Huh, can’t recall…” Himekoji shook his head with a troubled expression.

Yukinoshita’s hand paused slightly in smoothing her hair.

At the same time, Hikigaya’s face visibly stiffened.

“Huh? Wasn’t first place this time… you, Akito? How could you forget?” Yuigahama blinked, looking puzzled.

Perfect! Waited just for you to say that!

Nice one, Yuigahama! Looking at you differently now!

Times like this absolutely need an outsider like you to “conveniently” give the assist.

Some lines can sound really lame if spoken by yourself.

Like Hikigaya and Yukinoshita might do…

So naturally, he wouldn’t follow those two down the crooked path of self-praise!

“Oh, right!”

Suddenly understanding, Himekoji clapped his hands.

“In that case, the phrase ‘every time’ mentioned by a certain classmate seems… exaggerated.”

Spotting this rare chance, he wasn’t about to let it slide. Smirking, Himekoji turned to Yukinoshita.

“Hmph… Just one exception.”

Stiffly shifting her gaze out the window, the girl remained expressionless.

Wait—wasn’t this her defeated look?

Yes, absolutely defeated!

Seeing Yukinoshita like this filled Himekoji’s heart and soul with delight.

“An exception? What about next time? Wanna bet? I bet next time will also be your so-called ‘exception.’”

Himekoji provoked her.

“How boring.”

Yukinoshita responded flatly, refusing to humor him.

See! That “look-down-on-you” attitude was infuriating.

“Oh, scared to lose?”

Himekoji smiled lazily.

He hadn’t dealt much with her, but one thing he was certain of was this:

Yukinoshita would confront and crush any challenge thrown her way!

So, if he used the challenge trick and pushed it this far…

Then Yukinoshita would definitely accept!

“Hoh, how impressive.”

As if a strange switch flipped instantly, Yukinoshita’s presence completely changed!

“Let’s wager something.”

Yukinoshita spoke, her voice cold and sharp.

Steam had been rising from the pot of black tea in front of her.

But that steam vanished the moment she spoke.

“If I win, you die.”

The instant Yukinoshita finished, the black tea became cold.

…

Himekoji almost heard the imaginary sound of cracking—like the chill sound of tea freezing solid.

Damn. Did she think he was still a kid? Scared of some Yukinoshita?

Even if his legs trembled right now… it absolutely, absolutely wasn’t from fear!

It was just him tapping his feet to a beat! Yeah, that’s right!

Ahem, after all, his dream was to become a DJ someday.

“And if the winner happens to be—”

“Impossible.”

Coldly and firmly, Yukinoshita cut him off.

Hey! He wasn’t finished speaking!!

“Listen, I mean if by any chance I win—”

“Don’t dream.”

Yukinoshita Double Kill.

Damn! Have some manners!

Cutting people off mid-sentence? That’s insanely impolite!

Hadn’t she received elite education, Yukinoshita-san?!

Himekoji was furious!

But Yukinoshita, who’d pulled off this stunt, seemed oddly pleased—cheeks faintly flushed, lips hinting at a smile.

Was this… revenge for her earlier defeat?

This ice-cold girl who always seemed so aloof… had this side to her?

Stunned for two breaths, Himekoji’s lips moved. With storm-like momentum impossible to interrupt, he roared:

“Well then, Yukinoshita! If I win, I want you to—”

[Ding!]

[Choose Now!]

What?! Again?!

His perfect storm-like momentum! Ruined!

This was the third time today the System triggered off Yukinoshita in such a short moment?

Himekoji blinked stupidly.

[Option A: If I win, sleep with me!]

[Option B: If I win, sleep with Yuigahama!]

[Reward: Customizable High-End Lifelike Silicone Doll—Yukinoshita or Yuigahama Version (Choose One)]

[Penalty: Become Yukinoshita’s Bed or Yuigahama’s Bed (Choose One)]

“……”

Himekoji Akito stared at the choices, the reward, and the penalty—black lines forming over his entire forehead.

A silicone doll reward…

Damn. Was he a pervert?

Whatever! At least it was better than becoming a bed for someone.

So, mid-sentence, Himekoji changed his words:

“If I win, sleep with Yuigahama!”

Himekoji shouted it straight, serious and bright!

“Eh?”

“Hah?”

Yukigahama and Hikigaya both made exaggerated sounds of surprise.

“No! Akito! Talking about sleeping together all of a sudden… it’s too fast! Too sudden! Okay, maybe not having done that in high school is a bit… but we need an emotional connection first!”

Yukigahama’s face turned bright red as she waved her hands frantically, her words tumbling out in a messy rush.

“And, it was your bet with Yukino-chan… why am I the one who has to do that…?”

Huh?

Himekoji had been too focused on Yukinoshita to fully understand… what was Yukigahama babbling about now?

But even though Himekoji didn’t get it, someone else clearly did.

“Yukigahama, calm down, calm down…”

Hikigaya, his Dead Fish Eyes completely flat, patted the girl’s shoulder from behind her.

“At least listen properly before you speak. That Pervert said for you to sleep with Yukinoshita. Yukinoshita! Not Himekoji!”

Hikigaya shook his head in exasperation.

“Eh? Ehhhhh?”

Oh no… this was awkward…

Yukigahama looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

“And earlier, you said ‘not having done that in high school is a bit’… is a bit what, exactly?” Hikigaya asked, seeming weirdly fixated on what she’d said.

“Is high school that wild now? Has the atmosphere really sunk that low?”

Hmm. To be honest, Himekoji was curious now too. No, not just curious. He was very curious. Extremely curious! Utterly consumed by curiosity!

Was it true? Were modern high schoolers really that… free?

But he was still a virgin!

What should he do? What should he do?!

Should he quickly make a move on Saika and seize the chance to ditch this shameful virgin status?

But wait…

Saika… he was a boy… wasn’t he?

Oh no!

In that instant, Himekoji truly understood what despair felt like.

He felt utterly lifeless!

Right… Could it be that… in this room… someone wasn’t a virgin?!

“Pervert-kun…” Yukinoshita started with a frown.

But halfway through, Himekoji’s furious shout cut her off—

“Any virgins right now, just shut up!”

The moment the words hit the air, the whole world fell silent.

The Service Club was dead quiet. You could have heard a pin drop.

Everyone pressed their lips together tightly, exchanging uneasy looks.

The awkwardness was thick enough to choke on…

No one spoke. They had all obediently shut up?

Crap! They were all virgins?!

Virginity rate: one hundred percent!

Given this sample survey, it was perfectly logical to conclude: “All high schoolers are virgins.”

Yep. That was rigorous reasoning!

Himekoji secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That had almost scared him to death. He’d thought he was dragging down the reputation of high schoolers everywhere.

It’s okay… it’s okay…

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

The eerie silence in the Service Club stretched on.

But since the survey was done…

Himekoji cleared his throat softly.

“Cough, cough. Okay. You little virgins can speak now. By the way,” he added casually, “I kept quiet too just now… because I’m also…one.”

“Nobody cares.”

Yukinoshita’s tone remained flat, yet her words somehow felt like they ended with an exclamation point.

She also seemed irritated about having gotten drawn into that stupid survey subconsciously. Letting out a small, tired sigh, she lightly rubbed her temple with her fingers.

“Are you for real?”

Hikigaya shot Himekoji a highly suspicious sideways glance.

He was being doubted!

…Well, honestly, being doubted made sense…

Because he was so handsome?

Okay, fine. Himekoji knew Hikigaya’s doubts weren’t based on that.

“A-Ah, that… everyone’s still…”

Yukigahama didn’t even know what to say anymore. Her confused rambling started up again, her face burning like a tomato.

With all that random girl-talk causing chaos, Himekoji had almost forgotten the main point. Now remembering, he quickly turned his gaze firmly to Yukinoshita.

“Hey! The bet I proposed earlier! In or out?”

He used his most aggressive tone on purpose. After all, a good provocation did wonders!

“Oh? So you’re ready to die then?”

Yukinoshita countered instantly without backing down an inch. Her icy words chilled the air even further.

“Nope. You better get ready to sleep with Yuigahama.”

Himekoji possessed the ultimate weapon – “Super Scholar”. Against her? The outcome was a foregone conclusion.

Even if the opponent was Yukinoshita.

At the phrase “sleep with Yuigahama”, Yukinoshita’s ears turned just the faintest shade of pink. She exhaled softly, then turned to look at Yuigahama.

As if she understood instantly, Yuigahama chirped up the second Yukinoshita looked at her:

“Ah, I totally don’t mind! Like… it’s all just girls anyway, right…?”

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