My book "Incubus Shota with a lewd ability every day" was blocked and removed from Webnovel :( I still haven't been able to resolve the issue, so I've started uploading it again under a new title:
I'm An Incubus with A Lewd Ability Every Day!
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The classroom back door flying open out of nowhere, someone barging into the middle of a special exam—and Sakura's choked, tear-soaked cry—
It blew up Class D's brains on the spot.
No one could've predicted this turn of events.
Why was Yukio suddenly in their classroom?! And during an exam, no less—wasn't this going to cause a massive incident?!
Up on the podium, Chabashira froze for half a beat… then snapped upright like a rod, posture razor-straight, eyes locked on Yukio.
Her half-lidded stare—still tracking the class—widened to its limit.
She had no idea what her "little man" was doing here… But in the middle of her despair, it still sparked a tiny sliver of hope.
He had that kind of presence. Just seeing him made you feel like you could breathe again—like whatever mess you were in, he'd walk in and cleanly cut it apart.
Meanwhile, Sakura couldn't stop the tears. She stared at him like she was afraid he'd vanish if she blinked—his reflection filling her eyes, her pupils, her whole narrow world.
It was like there wasn't room for anyone else anymore.
Horikita stood there completely stunned. The clean, unbroken line of thought she'd been forcing herself to follow… caught and jammed the moment Yukio appeared, like a machine mid-rotation.
Why is he here? Did their class already finish their Unanimous Vote exam? What is he doing—?
But Matsushita was sharper. The moment she heard Sakura's instinctive, desperate "Yukio-kun!!" she caught the emotion packed inside it.
Her heart lurched.
Her eyes flicked back and forth between Sakura and Yukio, and her mind—almost on reflex—dragged up every time Class D had lost.
The first island exam, the leader card name leak.
The VIP list during the cruise exam.
Sports festival lineups that were supposed to be secret somehow matching up against Yukio's class over and over…
All those losses. His class's gains.
The hidden thread behind it all—it felt like it finally surfaced.
Matsushita's eyes flashed with sudden understanding, and she let out a bitter little laugh.
Seriously? Just how early did Yukio plant a piece inside Class D?
Then there was Karuizawa and Kushida.
Karuizawa was just… blank. She had no clue why Yukio was here.
Kushida, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes and kept watching Sakura without blinking.
In the weird, breath-held silence, the unfamiliar proctor finally spoke.
"Yukio, right? Leave immediately. Class D is still in the middle of a special exam. Students from other classes are not allowed to interfere."
"That's how it works?" Yukio didn't argue at all.
Instead, he looked… delighted.
"Perfect."
He waved Sakura over like he was casually calling a teammate. "Airi. Didn't you hear the proctor? Students from other classes can't stay here right now."
"…Huh?"
Sakura blinked, tears blurring her vision. She blinked again—hard—until she could make out his face clearly.
And the moment she saw that gentle smile, something inside her went quiet.
The terror that had been chewing her apart melted away like it had never existed.
She didn't understand what he meant.
But she couldn't stay sitting for even one more second.
She stumbled to her feet, took one step—then another—then her shaky walk turned into a small run.
She rushed to Yukio's side, but she didn't dare do anything bold. She just stood there, timidly tucked close behind him.
Yukio couldn't help a soft, amused smile. For a split second, the way she ran over, he'd thought she might actually jump into his arms.
The proctor looked even more confused. "What— No. I only told you to leave. That doesn't include Sakura."
Then, remembering his duties, he raised his voice again.
"Ahem! Yukio, do not disrupt Class D's exam. If you interfere, the school will hold you responsible."
"Relax, you've got it wrong." Yukio casually pulled out his phone.
On the bright screen was a transfer record—an eye-watering amount.
20,000,000 private points.
"Sakura has already transferred into my class."
"So we're simply following the rule: students from other classes don't remain in Class D's room."
"—What?!"
This wasn't "a stone dropped into a pond."
This was dumping a crate of explosives into an aquarium.
"Huh—WHAT?!" The proctor's glasses nearly fell off his face. "You can… do that?!"
Even he—someone who'd worked at Advanced Nurturing for years—had never seen a move like this.
Chabashira's hand clenched so hard on the podium that it creaked. She didn't feel the pain at all.
He did it.
He actually did it.
Fate—twisted.
This was nothing like eleven years ago.
Her eyes shimmered, threatening to spill, her adult composure barely held it back.
If there weren't students sitting right here—if there weren't another staff member watching—she'd have lunged straight at him and kissed him senseless.
Control yourself. Control yourself.
She had to repeat it in her head just to keep her body still.
Horikita, meanwhile, still hadn't rebooted.
"T-transfer…? You paid twenty million for Sakura-san… transfer…?"
She could only repeat his words like an error message stuck on loop, her brain a foggy mess that refused to organize what just happened.
Matsushita stared at Sakura with something dangerously close to envy.
So that's how it is…
If Sakura was Yukio's planted piece all along, then after today… do I start calling her senpai or what?
Karuizawa's face twitched. Her blue eyes were full of question marks.
If this weren't Class D's classroom, she might've actually raised her hand and asked Yukio if he could transfer her too.
Kushida finally pieced it together.
Before, it had just been a gut feeling—something about Sakura and Yukio that felt… connected.
But now she remembered.
Yukio had told her once that Class D didn't only have Kushida as a line.
He'd said he had another setup inside D.
So it was Sakura.
That explained how he'd gotten Class D's leader card name during the first island exam without even approaching Kushida.
So in the mole business…
Sakura was actually Kushida's senior.
"Well, that's that," Yukio said, not lingering. He guided Sakura out of the classroom.
"I'm taking her with me. Won't interrupt your exam anymore."
"Besides…" His tone was calm—and a little sharp. "You've only got, what, twenty-something minutes left?"
"You've already wasted enough time."