Chapter 42 My Nemesis, Lord Niou, please arrest me in this way!

The scene of the exhibition match.

When it was Niou and Risa's turn to take the stage, the atmosphere in the auditorium clearly lit up.

On the large screen, the theme of the two performers was displayed in large, bold font:

[Improvisation: A Dance Between Arch-Rivals]

When the host invited the defending champion to the stage—

Niou, still sporting the appearance of "Matsuno Risa," performed a cute dance that drew screams from the audience.

After the opening act, Niou stood in the center of the stage, giving a wicked smile: "Today, we're going to perform an impromptu duo skit."

He turned to the backstage and extended his hand: "Please welcome my partner, Matsuno Risa from Class 2-A."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

However--

The backstage area was quiet; no one came out.

Niou blinked and called out again, "Matsuno-kun?"

Still no one answered.

The whispers in the audience grew louder and louder.

Just then, the auditorium doors were suddenly pushed open—

"Sorry I'm late."

A clear, cool female voice rang out.

Everyone turned around and saw Risa wearing Rikkai University's male uniform, her silver-gray wig tied into a braid like Niou's, and a signature sly smile on her lips as she slowly walked down the aisle.

She even deliberately imitated Nioh's walking posture—one hand in his pocket, back hunched, shoulders swaying slightly, a perfect "female version of a con artist".

Nioh: "..."

The audience erupted instantly:

"That's...Matsuno-kun?!"

"So handsome!!!"

"That's Matsuno-senpai?! She's dressed up as Niou-senpai?!"

"They look so alike! Even their little gestures are exactly the same!"

"Wait a minute, so now... Senior Niou has been outmaneuvered?!"

Risa walked onto the stage, stood in front of Niou, tilted her head and smiled: "Puri~ Partner, what are we acting out?"

There was a few seconds of gasping from the audience.

Did I hear that right? The voice of that imposter, who was impersonating Niou, was exactly the same as the real one's?

Niou stared at the choker voice changer around her neck for two seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "Risa-chan...you're really something."

Risa raised an eyebrow, tapped the voice changer on her neck, and whispered back, "Likewise."

Immediately afterwards, she got into character again.

With one hand in his pocket, he picked up the microphone and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice: "Since my partner hasn't decided what to act in yet, I'll start by giving everyone a solo performance to liven things up."

The entire room fell silent.

She snapped her fingers, and the big screen suddenly lit up—

Niou Masaharu cross-dressing practice video.avi

The entire audience: "Hahahahahahahaha!!!"

Nioh: "..."

His fox mask cracked.

The performance officially began.

On the stage, the lights dimmed and then slowly came back on.

"Nioh" leaned back lazily in his chair, legs crossed: "I heard Rikkai University has a really amazing actress?"

Risa smiled slightly, her fingertips gently twirling the end of her wig: "Have you also heard that Rikkai has a troublesome con artist?"

audience:"……???"

What kind of script is this?! Playing himself?!

But unexpectedly, their impromptu performance was nothing short of perfect.

Risa perfectly imitated Niou's usual cunning and carefree nature, and even learned his signature "puri~" and "piyo~" verbal tics.

Niou didn't let her off the hook either, perfectly replicating Risa's elegance and sharpness on stage, even down to the details of her puffing out her cheeks and slightly squinting her eyes when she was angry.

At the end of the performance, "Nioh" suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Hey, actress, you lost."

Risa chuckled lightly: "Oh? Why?"

"because……"

The stage lights suddenly focused, and "Nioh" made a move. The silver handcuffs flashed coldly under the lights, and with a "click," the two wrists were firmly locked together.

“A true actress never falls into the trap of a con artist,” Nioh said with a wicked smile.

The music stopped abruptly.

The image freezes at this moment:

Nioh wore a confident smile.

Risa looked up, gazing into the boy's eyes with a mixture of surprise and admiration.

As the "girl" tried to break free, "Nioh" suddenly exerted force. His handcuffed left hand, along with the other girl's hand, was slammed heavily against the back of the sofa.

“This little sister…” Niou lowered his voice and murmured in a seductive tone that his true self would never use.

At the same time, "he" raised his free right hand, making a gun shape, and gently pressed it against the other person's heart.

"—You're under arrest."

Dominance brooks no resistance.

Tensions were high, yet there was an inexplicable ambiguity.

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

Three seconds.

Five seconds.

When the audience finally reacted, the roar almost lifted the roof off the auditorium.

The girls' screams rose and fell in waves:

"Ahhh, handcuff play!"

"Lord Niou, please arrest me!"

"Risa-sama's eyes are killing me!"

"Lord Niou, please arrest me in this way!!"

"Niou! Oh wait... Risa-sama is so cool! I'm going to faint!"

On the judges' panel, Akira Kurosawa's pen clattered onto the score sheet. He rarely showed his emotions, laughing excitedly, almost obsessively: "This...this year's students...are truly full of surprises."

Sanada rested his chin on his hand, dumbfounded.

Liu Sheng pushed up his slipped glasses, his eyes widening behind the lenses.

Kirihara nearly rolled off his seat in the audience, Kuwabara's mouth was wide open enough to fit a tennis ball, and Marui's popped bubblegum was stuck to his face.

Liu Lian'er remained silent, only focusing on updating the data.

And Yukimura—

He still elegantly crossed his legs, a gentle smile even playing on his lips. Only the veins on his hands resting on the armrests were bulging, and his deep purple pupils were dark and unfathomable.

It seems we need to suggest to the organizing committee that the participating actors pay attention to the limits of their 'acting skills'.

Yukimura turned to Yanagi and said, "Niou has missed a lot of practice lately because of the competition. Let's arrange a practice match between him and everyone tomorrow, consider it intensive training." He paused and added, "Twenty matches."

Liu paused, her pen poised. "Data shows that this level of training can lead to—"

"Will I die?" Yukimura smiled.

"......Won't."

"That's settled then."

Under the stage lights, Niou suddenly shivered for no apparent reason.

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Niou Masaharu unexpectedly kept his promise and changed the planned performance of the "Renai Circulation" girl group dance into a magic show.

In the activity room of the doujinshi club.

While organizing the income and expenditure statement for June, Yuzuki exclaimed, "I never expected that Niou-kun would actually change the program schedule."

Asuka was crocheting a silver-haired fox doll when she heard this, and she snorted, "That guy is definitely plotting something bad."

As she spoke, she tugged hard on the yarn, and the fox's eyes on the doll immediately narrowed into slits, adding a touch of cunning.

In the corner, Chinatsu was intently crocheting a "Child of God" paddle-shaped doll.

Hearing their conversation, she suddenly looked up: "Um... if I remember correctly, isn't Niou-senpai like Asuka-senpai, both in Class 2-B?"

"Yes," Asuka replied, her crochet hook pausing in her hand.

"Chika, why are you suddenly asking this?"

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The author's note: "Nioh" is Risa in disguise.

"Risa" is Niou in disguise.