[Target Detected: Honami Ichinose]
[Class B Leader · Pure-hearted Angel]
Name: Honami Ichinose
Age: 18
Appearance Rating: 9.7/10 (Warm smile, soft curves, naturally seductive body)
Current Mood: Curious + Slightly Nervous (Kushida just told her Yamauchi wants to "confess")
=== Base Stats ===
Strength: 15 (+) (-)
Endurance: 21 (+) (-)
Intelligence: 48 (+) (-)
Wisdom: 15 (+) (-)
Charm: 150 (+) (-)
Luck: 33 (+) (-)
=== Relationship Metrics ===
Affection: 28/100 (Mild positive impression as a classmate – she doesn't dislike you yet) (+) (-)
Loyalty: 15/100 (Low – she's kind to everyone, not loyal to you specifically) (+) (-)
Submission: 8/100 (Very low – she's used to leading, not following) (+) (-)
Obsession: 0/100 (+) (-)
Yandere Risk: Low (But can spike if you become her emotional anchor)
=== Hidden Traits ===
- Excessive Kindness: Will sacrifice herself for others if pushed
- Past Trauma: Carries heavy guilt from her middle school incident
- People-Pleaser: Hates conflict and wants everyone to be happy
- Latent Submissive Side: Deep down she wants someone strong to take the burden off her shoulders
- Hidden Insecurities: Feels immense pressure as Class B leader and fears letting everyone down
"Yamauchi-kun… I know this might hurt your feelings, but it's still too early for something like that, we should…"
Before Honami Ichinose could finish her sentence, Yamauchi cut her off.
"What exactly did you hear from Kushida, Ichinose-san? I'm not here to confess my feelings. I'm here for business."
She looked at him awkwardly, cheeks slightly flushed. "Sorry… I misunderstood…"
Honami Ichinose had no idea that Yamauchi used to be at the very bottom of his class. His previous zero charm had made him come across as a creepy, sleazy scammer. But now?
Now he looked like a completely average guy instead of an incel. His eyes were clear and steady, his voice deep and calm. Gone was the greasy tone and the way his gaze used to undress every girl in sight. The changes to his stats panel had clearly worked—at least on the surface. He no longer gave off that uncomfortable creep vibe.
She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "So… what kind of business did you want to talk about, Yamauchi-kun?"
Yamauchi didn't rush to answer. Instead, he took his time, leisurely sipping his drink and enjoying his food before he finally spoke.
"Have you noticed the hidden cameras placed all over this school, Honami? What do you think about them? And what do you think the other classes are really like?"
"Uhm… I think they each have their own purpose," Honami replied with her usual bright smile, careful not to reveal anything more than necessary. "As for the other classes… they all seem pretty nice."
She might be a bit of a pushover, but she wasn't stupid enough to carelessly share the information Class B had gathered about the others.
"Since you already understand the basics, let's get straight to business," Yamauchi continued. "You know Class A is sitting at the top, while Class D feels like a complete trash heap compared to the upper classes in terms of discipline, intelligence, and overall ability."
He leaned back slightly, a small smirk forming on his lips. "I'm here to give you a real chance to push your class all the way up to Class A and overtake them. We've only been enrolled for three days, but that's more than enough time for you to prove to your classmates that they're in better hands. Of course, that's only if you and your classmates stop acting like pigs and actually start living up to the elite reputation this school expects."
Honami Ichinose furrowed her brows, her expression turning serious. "How can I trust you?"
Yamauchi pointed casually toward one of the hidden cameras in the corner. "See that? If I'm just scamming you or lying, they'll expel me on the spot. Don't worry—this information will take your class straight to A by next month. You'll be seen as a smart and capable leader. Your classmates will trust you more and feel genuinely happy. All I want in exchange is private points."
Of course, Honami never knew that the hidden cameras here, which were recording their activity, had already been bought by him and were fully under his control.
Without his permission, the school could never use them—this was his pay-to-win power.
There was no way Yamauchi would let the school act like a creep and record all of his words here.
Honami Ichinose stayed quiet for a moment, her eyes fixed on him as she thought it over. "How much?"
"One million private points," Yamauchi said flatly.
"That's way too expensive," Honami replied sternly, though her tone revealed she was clearly tempted and open to negotiating a lower price. "I don't think any freshman can gather that many points individually."
People who weren't actually interested usually just gave a few polite words and left. The fact that she was still sitting here meant she was seriously considering it.
"Ask your teacher," Yamauchi challenged with a confident smirk. "Go ahead and tell her: 'Hey teacher, how many private points do I need to get information on taking over Class A in the shortest time possible — within this one month?' I dare you."
Honami Ichinose actually did what he said. She pulled out her phone and dialed her homeroom teacher without hesitation.
"Hoshinomiya-sensei, if we wanted to take over Class A, is it possible within this month? How many points would we need for that information? The school already said everything can be bought with points, so we need it, sensei."
"Honami-chan, don't push yourself too hard. Just enjoy your school life for now," her teacher replied warmly. "The price for that kind of information is extremely expensive. Even if you pooled together every single private point from all your classmates, you still wouldn't have enough. Yes, it's very possible for Class B to reach Class A in just one month — you have the potential. Unfortunately, we simply don't have the money right now."
That was exactly the answer Honami needed.
She ended the call and looked back at Yamauchi, her expression determined. "I'll buy it."
Yamauchi's smile widened, satisfaction clear on his face. "Good choice. You won't regret it, sweetheart."
Unknown to Honami, the moment she accepted the deal, Yamauchi's crotch visibly swelled, his cock twitching and hardening rapidly inside his pants from pure excitement.
The points were finally his.
Now he could buy anything. Fucking anything.
The massive amount of private points Honami was about to hand over?
He would use them to purchase her complete submission, unwavering loyalty, deep affection, and total obsession.
She would become his most devoted, submissive, and slutty girlfriend.
Sorry, Sakura. Your turn hasn't come yet.
But don't worry — once I gather more points, I'll buy you too.
For now, Yamauchi only needed one thing: the perfect agent to sell this valuable information to the other classes.
And Honami Ichinose was undoubtedly the most ideal candidate
The 1 million private points had already been transferred to him.
Yamauchi could barely contain his excitement, but he kept his face calm as he looked at Honami.
"Since you've honored your part of the deal, I'll tell you the real rules and secrets of this school."
He paused, then added in a firm tone, "However, I don't think you want anyone eavesdropping on this. Give me your phone number."
Honami Ichinose hesitated for only a second before she subconsciously gave him her number and watched as he typed it into his phone.
With that, Yamauchi began explaining.
The school only guaranteed 100% employment and a bright future to graduates from Class A. Everyone else was basically discarded. The hidden cameras everywhere were constantly evaluating each student's behavior, personality, discipline, intelligence, abilities, and more. Class points were decided based on those evaluations. He typed everything out clearly in a message and sent it straight to Honami's phone.
Class points determined which rank your class belonged to.
The class with the highest points became Class A.
The lowest became Class D.
Every 100 class points gave your class 100,000 private points per month.
Once those points dropped, the benefits disappeared.
Honami Ichinose's eyes lit up as she read every line. "Thank you, Yamauchi-kun. This means so much for my class."
Her affection stat had jumped from 28 to 50, and her loyalty from 15 to 30.
Good. Now it was time to push her submission higher with private points and deliver the decisive blow.
Affection: 50/100 (She now feels genuinely interested and comfortable around you – a big jump from mild classmate impression) (+) (-)
Loyalty: 30/100 (She's beginning to trust you more than most classmates, but still prioritizes her class) (+) (-)
Submission: 40/100 (She's starting to enjoy letting you take the lead in conversations – the desire to obey is slowly awakening) (+) (-)
Obsession: 0/100 (Not yet obsessed, but the seeds are planted) (+) (-)
Yandere Risk: Low (But can spike if you become her emotional anchor)
"Ichinose-san… I can return 250,000 points back to you and give you a friendly discount on the price," Yamauchi said with a grin as he stood up. "But I need you to do something for me in return. Check your messages. We'll meet again tonight."
He reached out and gently patted her soft hair, letting his fingers linger for a moment.
Honami stiffened at the sudden touch, her body tense, but her rising submission stopped her from pulling away. Instead, her cheeks flushed a deep, embarrassed red.
Her eyes couldn't help but drop down to the obvious, thick bulge in his trousers — his cock was fully hard now, the swollen outline clearly visible, straining against the fabric as if it wanted to break free.
She stared for a second longer than she should have, but said nothing.
To any normal girl, seeing a guy's blatant erection while he offered a shady "friendly price" would have been disgusting.
But Honami was different.
Her inferiority complex made her seriously consider the offer for the sake of her classmates — to save them as many points as possible.
Especially now that her submission stat had already been boosted.
If her submission had still been at a low 8, she would have slapped him and walked away long ago. But now?
Now he had cheated the system with private points and tampered with her stats.
Honami struggled fiercely inside, her voice coming out shaky and hesitant. "That's…"
"Read the message first," Yamauchi whispered, leaning in so close that his warm breath brushed against her ear, making her skin tingle. "Don't worry, it's just harmless fun. It won't affect you badly. You can always reject it if you want."
She felt a small shiver run through her body at the closeness, but in the end she nodded meekly.
Her submission stat shot up to 70 without him needing to spend any more points. The rest would happen naturally.
Yamauchi grinned. "Good girl. Now go home and tell your classmates the good news. Farewell, Honami. It was nice talking with you."
"Ah, yes… They will be really happy with this. Thank you, Yamauchi-kun."
Afterward, Honami Ichinose hurried away like a frightened rabbit, never looking back, terrified she might act strangely again in front of him.
Yamauchi chuckled softly to himself, his eyes shamelessly locked on her swaying ass, watching the way her skirt moved with each hurried step, imagining how it would feel to grab those cheeks and spread them wide.
They were all going to be his soon.
And he would enjoy every single second of it.