I Want to Call You Masumi

Wow, looks like you have some fighting experience, but it's useless.

Just as Mizowaki thought there was no problem and blocked Aoyama's large hand that was grabbing his collar with his right arm, Aoyama did not hesitate and turned his claw into a fist, directly striking Mizokawa's defensive hand.

The unparalleled power instantly contorted Mizowaki's handsome face, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Before he could react in his daze due to the excruciating pain, Aoyama had already grabbed his right arm with both hands.

It took flight.

With his body suspended in mid-air, Mizowaki had only this thought in his mind.

What followed was an intense pain in my left leg, followed by another wave of pain as my back hit the ground.

"Ah"

"This is what happens when you attack me."

Looking down at the Mizowaki lying on the ground, Aoyama raised his foot high in the face of the terrified, pleading look in Mizokawa's eyes.

Then it fell rapidly.

"You knocked Mizowaki?"

After hearing the loud noise from the men's restroom stop and looking around but seeing no one, Kamuro hurriedly went into the men's restroom.

Based on the noise, she could guess that a fight had broken out inside. Although she had confidence in Aoyama, she was still a little worried. Fortunately, when she went in, the person lying in front of her was an outsider Mizowaki.

Aoyama silently retrieved the needle from Mizowaki's body. "No, no matter who asks, Mizowaki was conscious the entire time."

"What you see when you come in is Mizowaki, who was knocked to the ground and howling in pain after I fought back."

Through the clothes, Aoyama grabbed the unconscious Mizowaki's hand and used her fingernails to scratch his own arm, leaving three bloody marks of varying depths immediately, all done in one swift motion without stopping.

A gentleman seeks revenge as quickly as possible.

Mizowaki dares to assist Nagumo and disrupt his and Shiina's reading time, then Mizowaki is already courting death.

"Should we notify the president first or Mr. Mashima first?" Seeing that Aoyama only frowned slightly, Kamuro did not ask whether he was in pain.

Although she didn't know the purpose of the order, she knew from Aoyama's behavior that Mizowaki was probably in big trouble, and that the matter would definitely escalate to the Student Council and lead to a debate.

"Mr. Mashima, please also tell him that you need to call a doctor."

After searching Mizowaki and finding nothing amiss, Aoyama took off his short-sleeved shirt and tied Mizowaki's hands together.

According to his estimation, by the time Professor Mashima and his team arrive, the effects of the anesthesia will have worn off, and if he is still unconscious, he will press his philtrum to wake him up.

Kamuro tilted his head slightly, no longer looking at Aoyama's muscular, bare upper body. "Alright, is there anything else I can help you with? Otherwise, I'll go outside and keep watch."

Seeing Kamuro avoid his gaze, Aoyama smiled. "Not for now."

"Then I'll go out."

With swift footsteps, Kamuro's seemingly flustered figure quickly disappeared from Aoyama's sight.

Then he began to wait.

"How dare that bastard Aoyama Shiki! He actually dared to accuse the villain first."

More than an hour later, at the small hospital attached to the school, Nagumo's anger could no longer be contained after hanging up the phone.

The person who just called him was his homeroom teacher, and the reason for the call was that Aoyama Shiki had filed a complaint with the Student Council regarding the incident in which he was Mizowaki in the restroom.

The demand is to Mizowaki the student who dared to bully and attack a junior student who was the Student Council Vice President.

"It was me who was attacked by him!" Mizowaki, lying on the hospital bed with his left leg in a cast, exclaimed immediately upon hearing the Mizowaki.

In his memory, it was clearly Aoyama who attacked him and knocked him unconscious, especially the kick that landed on his head at the end, which was particularly vivid in his mind.

Although he closed his eyes in the end, he remembered feeling a pain in his head that didn't seem to be very painful.

"Tell me what happened again, in detail."

Calming his anger, Nagumo asked Mizowaki to recount the events of that day.

Since Aoyama dared to file an appeal, he must have some way to put the situation in a disadvantageous position for them.

How dare Aoyama?

After listening to Mizowaki's account of the situation again, Nagumo wondered where Aoyama got the confidence to file a complaint with the Student Council.

Although they were in the wrong to follow him, Mizowaki said he didn't hurt Aoyama at all, while Mizowaki himself fractured his left leg and would need several months to fully recover.

"I'll go to the Student Council to find out the details. Tonokawa will come to visit you later."

"You get some rest first, I'll take care of this."

After calming Mizowaki, Nagumo rushed to the Student Council office without stopping.

Unsurprisingly, Horikita Manabu and Tachibana Akane were both in the Student Council room at that time, as was the complainant, Aoyama Shiki, who had several long bloodstains on one of his arms.

"Vice President Nagumo, you need to keep a closer eye on your students. Stalking and attacking the Student Council Vice President, I think he's gone too far."

Upon seeing Nagumo appear at the Student Council entrance, Aoyama immediately showed his anger.

His current identity is that of an angry junior who was stalked and attacked by an upperclassman, and only fought back after being injured when his attempts to stop him failed.

A poor junior who was bullied by upperclassmen.

Nagumo approached angrily. "Don't make things up without evidence. Horikita Manabu, please tell me what's going on. As the leader of Class A, I have the right to know."

His immediate priority was to find out what information the Student Council had gathered.

"Orange."

"Yes, I will now explain to Vice President Nagumo."

Horikita Manabu exclaimed softly, holding Tachibana Akane who was carrying a document writing pad, and nodded to Nagumo.

"According to Aoyama's complaint, he was recently followed by Mizowaki, an upperclassman, for more than an hour, starting in the library."

"And as he entered the men's restroom, Mizowaki followed him in and said, 'Going against Vice President Nagumo will not end well.'"

"Because Aoyama -kun was dissatisfied with his rebuttal, Mizowaki broke out. Then, Mizowaki-kun, unable to win the argument, became enraged and started to attack. Unable to stop him, the injured Aoyama- kun had no choice but to retaliate."

"After defeating Mizowaki, he tied Mizowaki's hands together until Mr. Mashima arrived and untied them."

After hearing what Tachibana Akane said, Nagumo, glaring fiercely at Aoyama.

"You think you can say whatever you want just because there's no surveillance footage? Where's the evidence? The evidence I heard from Mizowaki is completely different from what you're saying."

Everything must be based on evidence.

Chapter 188 I Want to Call You Masumi

"The Student Council has begun investigating the discrepancy between the two parties' accounts."

"I am in charge of this matter."

Raising his hand to stop the seemingly impulsive Nagumo, Horikita Manabu spoke coldly.

Since this involves a conflict between the Student Council Vice President and another Student Council member, the Student Council can only entrust this matter to him.

"The Student Council is not a place for arguments. Once we have investigated and verified the facts, we will notify both parties involved to resolve this matter together."

"If there are no other questions, please do not interfere with our work."

Taking a step forward, Tachibana Akane began to shoo people away with a hint of disdain.

Her perfectly good summer vacation will probably be shortened by a few days due to the fight between these two, and the mutual attacks among Student Council members will also damage the reputation of the Student Council.

"I believe you will make a fair judgment, so I'll take my leave now." With a slight frown, Nagumo started to leave, abandoning his plan to gather any information from Aoyama.

"Then I'll take my leave now, President, Senior Tachibana."

With a smile, Aoyama bid farewell to the expressionless Horikita Manabu and the pouting Tachibana Akane.

Horikita Manabu naturally wouldn't let him, the person directly involved, get involved in the Student Council's investigation; there was no point in him staying.

As he slowly walked out of the Student Council room, he ran into Kamuro downstairs in the teaching building. Kamuro immediately pursed her Kamuro in disdain upon seeing him. If he wasn't mistaken, it was Horikita Manabu who had summoned her for questioning.

"Don't pout, I'll treat you to a big meal tonight, and there will be special services too."

Kamuro immediately became curious, "What kind of special service?"

"Special services are special services, you'll see tonight, it's very comfortable."

Aoyama chuckled mockingly, then received a glare from Kamuro, and a retreating figure walking into the teaching building without hesitation.

The testimonies had already been prepared; all he needed to do now was wait for things to develop.

Meanwhile, a doctor visited the Mizowaki ward once again.

After asking him several questions, the doctor examined his head and ordered a brain CT scan.

It was already dark.

Having received a reply that he had finished showering, Aoyama hummed a little tune as he left his room.

He took the elevator to the high floor where the girl was, and accurately found the room in the Kamuro the girl was staying, then knocked on the door.

"Why did you get here so quickly? Wait a minute."

"That's because I miss you and can't wait to see you."

A smile answered the slightly complaining voice from inside the door, Aoyama leaned against the door, beginning his wait without feeling bored.

Although I really wanted to go in and wait, the Kamuro maiden didn't seem to welcome me.

I wonder what Kamuro's room will be like. Will there be giant dolls? Compared to Horikita Suzune's room, is it messier or tidier?

"What about the Yamamura?"

After a moment of distraction, a bright and beautiful Kamuro appeared before Aoyama.

The simple white T-shirt couldn't hide her curvaceous figure, and her fair thighs, visible beneath dark denim shorts, possessed beautiful curves, giving her a healthy and toned appearance.

"It's just you and me tonight; we haven't had dinner alone together in a long time."

Looking at Kamuro, whose skin was even more adorable after just taking a bath, Aoyama smiled with pleasure.

Since the start of summer vacation, he hasn't spent much time alone with Kamuro. It's not that he dislikes the Yamamura, but tonight he wants to spend time alone with the girl who gave false testimony for him.

Kamuro's expression stiffened. "It's just having a meal together; there's no difference between eating alone and not eating alone."

"Let's go then, I've already made a reservation at the restaurant in the Keyaki Mall."

Aoyama gestured for him to proceed, and Kamuro pursed his lips before walking towards the elevator without saying anything more.

After leaving the dormitory building, the two walked quietly under the streetlights, keeping a distance of one body length between them.

Can I just call you Masumi?

A cool sea breeze blew by from time to time. As Kamuro's thoughts wandered aimlessly, she realized that Aoyama, who had been a body length away from her just moments before, was now only a fist's distance away.

At the same time, he said something that suggested he wanted to take the relationship to the next level.

Kamuro suppressed his suddenly racing heartbeat, "What's gotten into you all of a sudden? Did you knock Mizowaki out of his Mizowaki?"

Masumi is simply two characters from her name.

But she hadn't heard such an intimate address from anyone in a long time, and from Aoyama's magnetic voice, she sensed that Aoyama wasn't joking.

"If Kamuro agrees, I wouldn't mind letting Mizowaki beat me up."

"My current feelings tell me that I want to call you Masumi, and perhaps even more so than you can imagine."

Turning his head to look at Kamuro's rosy profile, and seeing the new hair clip he had given her, Aoyama really wanted to put his hand on her head and gently stroke it to convey his feelings.

In fact, he did it today, and Kamuro wouldn't intend to give false testimony for him, even if the possibility was very small.

If he's caught committing perjury, Kamuro will have no choice but to drop out of school with him.

The Kamuro without even asking was incredibly handsome in his eyes, instantly striking him like a Cupid's arrow. Of course, he managed to hide it very well at the time.

He didn't want to passively wait for the Kamuro to approach.

Faced with Aoyama's blunt words, Kamuro was somewhat at a loss for words. "If you keep joking, I'm going to get angry."

This was the first time in her life she had ever heard such words of confession from a boy her age, and those words were so sincere and genuine.