Though Hajime had looked down at his phone for a brief second, he immediately felt his head bump into something hard.

"Watch where you're going," a familiar gruff voice had said.

Hajime paled when he looked up, "H-hey, Mr. Sakakura. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Juzo snorted, "With what? Your spiky hair?"

"I guess not," Hajime nervously laughed, "I'll just be on my way then."

"Hang on, I've been trying to get a hold of you for the past hour. It seems like you've been spotted running all over the building."

"Sorry, I won't run in the halls anymore…"

"What do I look like to you? The Ultimate Hall Monitor?" Juzo sighed, "Look, I'm not here to bust your chops."

Hajime eyed the security guard, "You aren't?"

"No, I'm not," Juzo held out a heart-shaped box that had a note attached, "Just take it, I'm tired of lugging this thing around."

"Is this-?"

"Didn't they teach you how to read at your other school?" the Ultimate Boxer retorted.

Hajime was about to reach out when he heard his homeroom teacher gasp, "Juzo, you aren't giving a valentine to a student, are you? Even if you're giving up on Kyosuke, I won't let you have my precious student!"

"Huh? Who said I'd give him to you?"

Hajime ignored the two staff members' conversation as he silently read the note: Happy Valentine's Day, Hajime. XOXO,

"Maybe he's like one of these tsundere characters Ryota talks about," he muttered under his breath.

"I heard that," Hajime froze, "Kid, do you really want to get punched on Valentine's Day?"

"Be nice," Chisa chastised the Ultimate Boxer.

"So, this really is from you," Hajime smiled embarrassedly, "I guess then I'll accept it."

"Why wouldn't you accept it?" the Ultimate Boxer groaned once he noticed the box's position in the student's hands, "Move your thumb, kid."

"Mom," Hajime read out loud.

"Oh, so it wasn't from you."

Juzo huffed at Chisa, "Obviously his mom dropped it off. I wouldn't give a student a valentine."

Hajime rubbed the back of his neck, "I must've forgotten it at the table."

"I did my job, now scram and stop giving your mom so much trouble."

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"What are you laughing about?"

"Oh, nothing," Chisa hummed as she walked beside the boxer.

"I told you, the kid's mom asked if I could deliver it to him."

"But you didn't have to go out of your way to find him; I could've brought it to him if you asked," she teased the boxer, "Are you sure you don't like Hajime?"

"Quit it, I just didn't want his mom to worry," Juzo rubbed the back of his neck, "Besides, it's not like giving some chocolate would've made the kid any less terrified of me."

Chisa smiled, "Well it doesn't matter anymore, now does it? You gave him something that made him smile even if it wasn't from you."

He sighed, "Whatever, this is yours."

The Ultimate Housekeeper looked the chocolate, "Is this for me? I thought you were giving one to Kyosuke."

Juzo showed her another chocolate, "Giving it just to him would make him get the wrong idea. It doesn't matter anyways, that guy is always working so I doubt he even remembers what today is."

"And here I was thinking you'd officially be my love rival this year," Chisa pouted as the pair made their way to the staff room, "I guess Hajime was right, you really are a tsun-"

The Ultimate Boxer huffed as he held the door open, "You better not finish that sentence. I'm not above hitting a woman, you know."

She smiled as she entered the room, "What makes you think I can't dodge it?"

"What's this I hear about a student-teacher relationship?" Kohichi smiled mischievously at Chisa, "You wouldn't be up to something bad, would you?"

"Ow, I was only kidding!" the talent scout held his knee where Chisa had kicked him, "I know you're covering for your friend over there."

Juzo crossed his arms, "Shouldn't you still be hungover?"

"I've gotta be in my prime for singles night. Do you know how many lonely souls there are in the bar this time of year?" Kohichi tipped his hat, "Anyways, I'm more curious about your encounter with, uh, I think the student's name is Hajime Hinata."

The boxer raised an eyebrow, "You don't know the name of your own students?"

"That kid transferred into my class right after last year's midterm exam so it's not like I've ever had the chance to meet him," he remarked, "I'm curious about the kid who's thrown my former class into a frenzy."

"They're competing against each other to see who can give him the best Valentine's confession," the current homeroom teacher explained.

"So, he's getting chocolate from his mom and his entire class?"

"He's choosing one of them to give his White Day chocolate to," Chisa explained, "That's what you were handing him earlier."

The talent scout whistled, "Not just chocolate but a confession, too? No wonder they're calling him the Ultimate Playboy, maybe I should be getting advice from this kid."

"The Ultimate what?"

"That's what the students have been calling him. He's apparently been rejecting all the confessions he gets since he hasn't taken any of the valentines," Kohichi smirked at Juzo, "I hope you weren't too hurt when he turned you down."

Juzo scoffed, "Why would I care? And if anything, I was the one who turned him down."

"So, you do admit something happened between the two of you."

The Ultimate Boxer was about to retort when he saw a familiar face enter the staff room.

"Kyosuke, what're you doing here?"

"Sorry, I was preoccupied earlier and forgot to hand these out. It wasn't until I stopped by a convenience store that I realized what day today was," Kyosuke handed Chisa and Juzo a chocolate bar, "Unfortunately, all the Valentine's Day themed items were sold out."

"At least you remembered us," Chisa smiled at him.

Kyosuke nodded, "It would've been a shame if I couldn't get anything for my two best friends."

Juzo sighed before muttering into Chisa's ear, "Want to put our confession on hold?"

Chisa gave Kyosuke a strained smile before agreeing with her rival, "Let's do that."