Let Me Snuggle Up to You

A hint of appreciation flashed in Chairman Sakayanagi's eyes. "Is that all?"

Regardless of Aoyama's purpose, if this student dares to make exorbitant demands, he will teach him a lesson about the difference in social status.

There will still be compensation, but it certainly won't be the kind of compensation Aoyama wants.

Aoyama smiled confidently, "That's fine. I'll get whatever I want from within the school myself."

It is a basic school rule that students are not allowed to leave the school. If you ask the school to sell you the right to leave the school, let alone whether they will sell it, even if they do, it will cost tens of millions of dollars.

Rules that have been in place for many years are the hardest to change; there's no need to confront them head-on.

"Did you hear what Aoyama -kun said, Arisu?" Chairman Sakayanagi said in a somewhat teasing tone, "You wouldn't have done something like this before."

"It's all because Aoyama is so unreasonable, I had no choice."

Being lectured by her father in front of Aoyama, Sakayanagi turned her head away somewhat awkwardly, avoiding looking at the boy beside her with a mocking expression.

To this day, she still doesn't understand why Aoyama keeps targeting and bullying her.

The idea of attracting her attention before pursuing her was long ago rejected, because judging from Aoyama's behavior towards Kamuro, he couldn't possibly be clueless about how to pursue girls.

It didn't seem like she was jealous of the rich; Koenji, who was clearly much wealthier than her family, was even praised.

"At a time like this, you should apologize." Facing her daughter, who showed no sign of remorse, Chairman Sakayanagi's tone was gentle yet firm, carrying an unquestionable air.

He could allow Sakayanagi Arisu make mistakes, but he could not allow her to admit her mistakes and not correct them.

"I... I don't want to."

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the person she was supposed to apologize to, Sakayanagi Arisu bit her lip, defying her father's wishes.

She knew that if she just pretended to lower her head and say sorry, nothing would happen, but her inner resistance made her blurt out the words of refusal.

She knew she was wrong.

However, Aoyama was targeting her for no reason. He started persecuting her not long after the start of the semester, and he was still persecuting her on the way here.

From birth until now.

Sakayanagi Arisu felt that this was the most wronged moment of her life.

Aoyama deliberately moved his chair to make a noise, trying to attract the attention of Chairman Sakayanagi, who seemed about to say something. "I don't want to waste my energy trying to appease Arisu- kun, so please don't cause me any trouble, Chairman."

"Let the students resolve their own issues."

Before Chairman Sakayanagi could speak, Aoyama continued, blocking any possibility of him forcing Sakayanagi Arisu to apologize.

While the pitiful-looking Sakayanagi Arisu certainly cute, he didn't want to provoke her Nagumo Sakayanagi Arisu now on.

A stable rear area is essential.

"That's true." After a moment's thought, Chairman Sakayanagi turned his gaze away from his daughter.

Aoyama calmly met the gaze of the handsome middle-aged man. "The Chairman probably has other questions he'd like to ask."

It was simply because of Sakayanagi Arisu's matter that he couldn't have been invited to come.

Chairman Sakayanagi adjusted his glasses. "Have Arisu tell me that Kiyotaka was deliberately sent in by Atsushi-sensei. I'm curious how you found out."

While not many people know about the White Room, there are still a fair number of them.

Whether or not it's true that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was specially sent to Kouiku by his father is another matter, but how could an orphan like Aoyama with no background know that?

"I also know that the butler who was tricked into helping him escape was forced to commit suicide by the very teacher you mentioned, Atsushi." A cold glint flashed across Aoyama's face as he continued.

"Even though he begged for forgiveness after committing suicide, his remaining son was also driven to suicide. Isn't that ridiculous, Chairman?"

A despicable person like Ayanokoji Atsuomi, despite holding a high position, is still respectfully addressed as "teacher."

He was already quite annoyed by the mere mention of Aoyama, so he couldn't help but feel a sense of sarcasm and made no attempt to hide his hostility towards the Ayanokoji family.

The big one is a big scumbag, the small one is a little scumbag.

"That's a harsh rebuke, Aoyama -kun."

A somber atmosphere instantly enveloped the meeting room, Chairman Sakayanagi's amiable smile vanished.

He understood the unspoken meaning in Aoyama's words, but even if he confirmed that things were as Aoyama said, he would not stand up for the poor butler.

He's no longer a naive young man full of a sense of justice.

"It was just a matter of venting."

"Judging from Aoyama's courage, it's not just about empty talk."

"Who knows? I hope the Chairman will keep this a secret, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be shot eighteen times in the back and the police will rule it a suicide."

Facing the no longer amiable Sakayanagi Narimori, who adopted the imposing demeanor of Chairman, Aoyama responded calmly and without the slightest hint of nervousness.

He was armed to the teeth, which gave him confidence.

Even if Ayanokoji Atsuomi sends people to attack him, it's uncertain who will kill whom; the weapons he pulls out of his System Space are not just for show.

They have guns, grenades, and even a few RPGs.

Sakayanagi Narimori's expression turned serious. "You can rest assured about Aoyama -kun. At Kouiku, no one dares to take responsibility for acting recklessly."

The claim that someone was shot eighteen times in the back and judged to have committed suicide shows there's a limit to how much incoherent talk there can be.

The mere fact that a student was shot at Kouiku is a slap in the face to their family and to the current Prime Minister Kijima.

"Perhaps, but I cannot tell the Chairman how I know." Aoyama remained noncommittal.

"It's alright, I'll keep my promise to compensate you. Just go directly to Chabashira-sensei when the time comes."

Thinking that Mashima's straightforwardness might cause some trouble, Sakayanagi Narimori decided to entrust the task to Chabashira.

Chapter 176 Let Me Rub Against You

"Thanks."

"Your ability to settle down is the greatest gratitude I can express."

Sakayanagi Arisu calmly replied that she had spent some time alone with her father, and her expression was not very happy. Aoyama sat in the back seat of the car when he came in.

As Sakayanagi Arisu seat, the car quickly and smoothly drove out of the not-so-small house.

Knowing that the drive back would take quite a while, and having nothing else to do, Aoyama closed his eyes, intending to take a short rest until he got off the bus, without having the slightest desire to talk to Sakayanagi.

Just by looking at Sakayanagi Arisu's dejected expression, you could tell that she didn't have a pleasant time alone with her father.

"Let me lean on you for a moment, Aoyama."

A somewhat disappointed voice suddenly rang out, and before Aoyama could respond, he felt a light pressure on his left shoulder.

A few strands of black hair brushed against his bare upper arm beneath his short-sleeved shirt, and without even opening his eyes, he knew what was pressing on his left shoulder.

Aoyama leaned to the side, his right hand resting on the car door. "What, no more fancy honorifics?"

"Since you've already called it hypocrisy, then whether you add it or not is irrelevant."

Not satisfied, Sakayanagi adjusted his posture, shifting all his body weight onto Aoyama's left arm.

With the increased contact area, she could feel more clearly the warm heat emanating from Aoyama's body.

It has been more than five months since Kouiku started school.

Having not been home for nearly half a year, Sakayanagi Arisu had been looking forward to being able to lean on her father again and relive the warmth of being patted on the head by him.

As a result, all she received was blame.

"Well, whatever you want."

With a brief reply, Aoyama closed his eyes again, which he had only recently opened.

"Let me rub against you."

By the time the car stopped near the first-year student dormitory, it was already past eleven o'clock.

Not wanting to go to the cafeteria again, Aoyama called Karuizawa and they went to Horikita Suzune's door to ask for a free meal.

Horikita frowned. "You're just leeching off me. I didn't buy any good groceries today."

Thinking she would save money by eating alone, she went to the supermarket after returning to school and bought almost all free ingredients. Since she bought enough for dinner as well, it wasn't presentable.

"I have to criticize you for this. How can you not treat yourself better? Horikita President will be heartbroken if he finds out."

"I have to go to the Student Council this afternoon. If the president scolds me, it'll all be your fault."

As Aoyama forcibly entered Horikita's room, he sat down in a familiar spot under Horikita's helpless gaze, and Karuizawa followed suit, sitting down and curiously looking around Horikita's room.

"I'll have someone run errands for the ingredients now. Let's talk about tutoring Karuizawa first; you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Horikita Suzune bit her lower lip. "Don't talk nonsense to your brother. I won't do it again next time."

She didn't want her brother to worry about such a small matter.

There won't be a next time.

After instructing his bald underling to run the errand, Aoyama abandoned Horikita's idea of scrimping and saving. He reasoned that since he had received so much money from Horikita Manabu, it was only right that he take care of his adorable little sister.

Food is the most important thing for people, and in his view, saving a few personal points is putting the cart before the horse.

"Tutoring will be at least three hours a day. You can discuss the time with Karuizawa. The payment will remain the same as last time, 100,000 yen a month."

"Three hours?! Isn't that too long, Aoyama?"

As soon as Aoyama finished speaking, Karuizawa pitifully grabbed his sleeve and gave him a pitiful look.

Based on Horikita Suzune's usual performance, she felt that there wouldn't be a single moment of rest during those three hours.

For three hours, she felt like she was really going to die.

"If she studies diligently, you can give her a half-hour break." Aoyama patted Karuizawa's head, then looked at Horikita. "If she's not diligent or disobedient, remember to tell me."

"I will punish her severely."

Karuizawa is quite intelligent; given enough motivation or pressure, she should have no problem getting a B in her second-year academic evaluation.

Horikita looked thoughtful. "Three hours? I can't spare that much time. Not everyone is as talented as you."

She also has her own study plan, spending three hours a day on Karuizawa, which will definitely affect her grades.

"It won't interfere with your studies too much. You just need to help me supervise her to do the tests carefully, and then correct them and explain the mistakes to her." Aoyama didn't intend to interfere with Horikita's studies too much. "I'll provide the tests."

Since the start of the school year, the test papers he used to tutor Kamuro have been used on Karuizawa as well.

This can be considered making use of waste.

"Ah--doing a test." Karuizawa's expression immediately fell.

Ignoring Karuizawa, Horikita raised an eyebrow. "In that case, 100,000 points is too much."

Even if it were in her best interest, her pride wouldn't allow her to ignore it.

"Is it a lot? Not really. Even you underestimate your own worth, how dare you dream of becoming someone recognized by Horikita President?" Aoyama played with Karuizawa's high ponytail that reached the ground with interest.

Her perfectly maintained single ponytail exuded a captivating fragrance.

"All you do is argue."

Seeing the intimate interaction between Aoyama and Karuizawa, Horikita pouted, a hint of dissatisfaction creeping into her heart.

What's so fun about girls' hair?

"What are you going to do at the Student Council this afternoon? Isn't it summer vacation?" Horikita asked, pulling Aoyama's gaze away from his ponytail.

"The Student Council will continue to operate normally during the summer vacation. Your brother is currently in charge of staying behind. As for my purpose in going to the Student Council ..." A hint of mockery appeared on his face, and Aoyama paused.

"That means going to loot your brother's, my dear guild master's, gold coins."

Given that the Horikita family was able to produce such accomplished elites as Horikita Manabu and Horikita Suzune, Aoyama speculated that they were probably not short of money.

He wants to convert some of his personal points into cash.

"Don't put it so harshly." Horikita's face immediately fell. "Do you think my brother is a piggy bank?"

She didn't know where Aoyama had learned that phrase; "exploding gold coins" didn't sound like a good thing.

"By the way, do you want to come along? I have a good reason to bring you along."

"Me?! Going to see my brother?"

"Yes, maybe your brother will even talk to you on his own initiative." Seeing Horikita Suzune's adorable startled expression, Aoyama was in a very pleasant mood.