The Election Is Underway / A Surprise Attack on Amikura

Despite his undiminished affection for the cute upperclassman, Aoyama began to anticipate Nagumo's underhanded tricks.

"I don't know how my junior did it, but he's really wicked." Asahina happily smiled as she reattached the amulet to her phone, overjoyed to have it back.

"As punishment for being mean-spirited, could I treat my senior to dinner tomorrow?"

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained." Not knowing what Nagumo wanted to achieve by using Asahina, Aoyama decided to go along with Nagumo's wishes and get closer to his childhood friend, showing no signs of wariness.

With just a slight frown, Asahina nodded in agreement, "No problem, but I'll have to ask Aoyama -senpai for help."

It was during the Student Council elections, and it might be a little inappropriate for her, a Class 2-A, to have dinner with Aoyama. However, Aoyama helped her find something she cherished, and she felt she had to repay his kindness.

Moreover, the fact that it was Aoyama who found the amulet of good fortune gave her a slightly different idea.

The initial reason she bought this amulet for good fortune in marriage was that she hoped to meet a boy at this school who would truly capture her heart and whom she would fall in love with.

"Okay, I'll look forward to it, Asahina- senpai."

Aoyama gazed tenderly at Asahina's adorable face, a gentle smile spreading across his Aoyama.

Meanwhile, Nagumo, with a somber expression, met with a pawn who had once slipped out of his control in his dormitory.

Shuchi Moeka in Class 2-C, is Asahina Nazuna's closest best friend.

"You know, with Tomioka's petty mind, what do you think he'll do if he finds out you once signed a contract with me?" Nagumo stood up and looked down at Suji, who was sitting in a chair.

Because of the sudden change in class transfer rules, many students who had signed contracts but then betrayed their promises stopped paying and chose to accept their bad luck and cut their losses.

But Tomioka already knows.

You should know that while you may be harboring resentment in your heart, you should outwardly feign panic.

She didn't know how Tomioka found out, but Tomioka didn't punish her. He just asked her to name the people who had signed the contract and then asked them to become double agents.

When Nagumo uses them, they can pretend to be used; whether or not they help Nagumo is up to Tomioka's decision.

Chapter 243 Election in Progress

"I think we need to have a talk, Aoyama -kun."

The next day, after finishing his Student Council as a student council member, Aoyama left the Student Council Aoyama Kamuro and Shiina. In the corridor, they were blocked by two third-year students. Judging from their calm and composed demeanor, they were probably the center of attention in their class.

"I am Ninomiya Kuranosuke, the leader of Third-Year Class C. This is Ayase Natsu." The boy, whose eyes looked somewhat fierce, spoke with a mature and composed tone.

"Nice to meet you, Aoyama." The girl, dressed in a slightly gyaru style, spoke casually.

"I think I know what you want to talk to me about, Ninomiya -senpai and Ayase-senpai."

He patted Kamuro on the shoulder Aoyama, telling her to go with Shiina first, and then looked at the two who didn't seem nervous.

The only thing the third-year students could talk to him about was the Student Council election ballots. The election was the day after tomorrow afternoon, but he hadn't approached the third-year students at all.

"I think you should also have the phone numbers of the leaders of Third-Year Class B and Class 3-D, right?"

"Please inform them that I plan to talk to all three of your classes together right now in this counseling room."

His tone was calm yet carried an undeniable air of authority. Aoyama hung a sign indicating that the counseling room next to the Student Council room was in use before walking in, without even looking to see if Ninomiya and the other person would follow.

The vote-buying market is both a buyer's market and a seller's market; whichever side is weaker will suffer losses. This is why the third-grader came to find him so late.

"What should we do?" Ayase Natsu looked at her leader.

Although they anticipated that Aoyama was capable of fighting Nagumo to this extent, proving he wasn't as easy to deal with as he seemed, they would still suffer losses if they followed Aoyama's lead in everything.

"I'll go in. You stay here and notify Classes Class B and Class D. Once they arrive, then notify Nagumo."

After thinking Ninomiya Kuranosuke instructed Ayase to do as he was told.

Since Aoyama can get the other two classes to lower prices for the three sellers, he can also bring in Nagumo, the second buyer, to compete with them.

"Good."

Feeling there were no problems, Ayase immediately started making phone calls.

Before long, the counseling room was filled with students from five different factions. Aoyama Nagumo each represented one faction, and all the third-year students except for Class D were paired up.

"One vote for every ten thousand people. Take it or leave it."

After a silent exchange of glances, Aoyama was the first to offer a price, one that was quite amusing.

With 10,000 people counting one vote, the total for the three classes is over a million, which isn't even enough for Aoyama Nagumo's Sports Festival betting stakes.

"This kind of joke isn't funny, Aoyama- kun," said Igari Momoko, the leader of the girls in Third-Year Class B, coldly.

How could a few hundred thousand possibly satisfy their appetite? They knew that Aoyama Nagumo possessed tens of millions of personal points; were a few hundred thousand meant to appease Delia?

"The buffet my junior treated his classmates to on the night the Sports Festival ended cost more than 400,000 yen," Ayase Natsu from Class C chimed in, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Then there's nothing to discuss. You think I need your support to become president? What a joke."

With his hands shrugged, Aoyama stood up from the chair and walked slowly toward the door, seemingly unconcerned about their falling towards Nagumo.

However, he didn't just watch; he genuinely didn't mind if they sided with Nagumo.

He has a base of support from five classes, and he can also influence more than a dozen people in Class 1-D to vote for him through Karuizawa and Kushida. His advantage is simply too great.

Buy tickets? Right now, only Nagumo needs to buy tickets.

"President, can you do me a favor?"

Leaving everyone in the counseling room behind, Aoyama immediately went to Horikita Manabu, who was still working overtime, completely ignoring Tachibana Akane's annoyed little eyes.

"Speak." Putting down his pen, Horikita Manabu looked up at Aoyama with a cold gaze.

"Well, it's a good thing." Already used to Horikita Manabu's cold attitude, Aoyama casually sat down in his seat. "Right now, Nagumo is discussing vote-buying with the three third-year classes."

"Just now I left in a bad manner, making it seem like I wouldn't buy a ticket."

With a light tap of his knuckles on the table, Horikita Manabu interrupted Aoyama, "You want me to get involved, using the excuse that I'll convince you to compete with Nagumo, to help them raise prices and then take a cut?"

I've known Aoyama for almost a year now, and I have a certain understanding of Aoyama's way of thinking.

Horikita Manabu would rather believe the sun rose in the west than believe that Nagumo could so easily win the votes of three classes without any foul play.

As for what the trick was, he could only guess that it involved making money.

"As expected of the president, you're a true confidant! You even guessed that!" Aoyama clapped his hands in praise. Horikita Manabu had guessed his plan in an instant, just like he could read his mind.

Although he was closer to Horikita Suzune, Horikita Manabu understood him far better than Horikita Suzune.

As of now in October, Nagumo has at least 25 million personal points, which makes him extremely envious.

"So how many points are you planning to give me?" Horikita Manabu's lips curled up slightly. As the class leader, he could never have too many personal points.

"Half and half."

"Half and half? That's quite bold."

Aoyama laughed as well, "How much I get depends on your ability, senior. This is also to express my gratitude for your help."

He wasn't an ungrateful person; overall, Horikita Manabu had actually helped him quite a bit.

"Class 1-B is yours, isn't it?" Horikita Manabu pushed up his glasses, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

Since Aoyama only allowed him to raise the price and didn't let him keep a class's votes as a precaution, it means that Aoyama is not afraid of these three classes at all and is firmly on Nagumo's side.

As long as Aoyama still wants to be the Student Council President, he will not allow Nagumo to gain the support of all five classes.

Aoyama was genuinely surprised this time. "Could it be the student council president? My senior has seen right through me."

"Don't use such vulgar language with the president," Tachibana Akane said irritably after Aoyama's words.

Although she was shocked that Class 1-B, who were waving their flags in support of Nagumo, were actually affiliated with Aoyama, she couldn't stand hearing Aoyama's vulgar comparison.

This is

Crowdfunding Group

Her beloved president.

"Looks like I'll have to throw out some smokescreens to avoid Nagumo noticing."

After being reminded, Aoyama took the matter to heart. Although Nagumo, who was currently overwhelmed with problems, probably wouldn't think of this, it's always better to be safe than sorry.

"Don't let things go wrong." He calmly reminded Horikita Manabu to take out his phone and begin contacting the leaders of the other three classes.

"Understood, Chairman."

After pondering which smoke bomb to use, Aoyama left the Student Council room.

On the other hand, taking advantage of Aoyama's bad attitude, Nagumo exaggerated the situation, saying that if he didn't buy, the tickets wouldn't sell at all, so he tried to lower the price as much as possible and save the money for the first year.

"I'm sorry, we need to think about this carefully."

"Me too."

"If everyone's doing it this way, then we'll do it too."

When Nagumo noticed that Class 3 was showing interest and was planning to accept the low-price contract, starting with Class C, their expressions gradually became firm again, as if they had gained confidence.

Then, indicating that they would talk again another time, they left the room one by one.

"... a bunch of bastards."

In the counseling room where only one person remained, Nagumo, with a ferocious expression, threw her water cup on the ground in a fit of rage.

Chapter 244 Sneak Attack on the Amikura

To this day, Sudo is the only first-year official member of the Basketball Club.

He finishes his departmental work at 7 PM every day.

Kouiku Sports Club is among the best in the country, which is not only the result of top-notch instructors, but also requires the students' own hard work.

Even though it was almost six o'clock, Aoyama, who had left the Student Council and arrived at the playground, could still see many students from all grades exercising.

"What brings you to see me alone?"

Standing next to Aoyama, who was sitting on the grass, Amikura Mako's gaze, like his, was casually fixed on the football match taking place on the field.

Her class's ace athlete Shibata Sou, was currently playing smoothly with Hirata.

Turning his gaze away from the match he wasn't particularly interested in, Aoyama looked up at Amikura's cute profile. "Let's sit down first; we'll probably be chatting for a while."

The leader of Class 1-A is suspected of having reached a cooperation agreement with him; this is a smokescreen he's preparing to release to Nagumo.

If Amikura and he sit alone here for a while, it's impossible for the members of the soccer club not to see them, and before joining the Student Council, Nagumo was the ace of the soccer club.

"They'll misunderstand, won't they?" Amikura said irritably.

She sat alone on the grass with Aoyama to watch the game, afraid that other students would misunderstand and think that she was having an affair with Aoyama.

With multiple girlfriends, Aoyama has cemented his reputation as a scumbag; whoever gets close to him is likely to be the next victim.

The victim in the latest rumor is Asahina 'Nagumo childhood friend from Class 2-A, who had lunch with Aoyama in the cafeteria.

"Oh, you mean that?"

Feeling that Amikura wouldn't guess his true purpose, Aoyama quickly understood what Amikura was referring to as a misunderstanding.

"The person sitting here now is the leader of Class 1-C."

"... Next time, just go directly to Xiao Fanbo's dorm."

With her pleated skirt draped over her shoulders, Amikura sat sideways beside Aoyama, her long, slender legs, honed through exercise, revealing their beautiful curves.

Legs to play with for years.

Glancing at it, Aoyama recalled a famous meme.

"The Special Exam following the Sports Festival is a class-specific academic competition. As payment for being used by me, I will not prioritize your class as my opponent."

Aoyama didn't intend to use the Amikura for free; they also offered certain benefits.

The Special Exam following the Sports Festival was a breeze for their class; they could easily crush anyone they faced. This was the biggest advantage of being Class A student from the start of the semester.

Even the worst student in Class 1-C received a C grade, while the majority received a B grade.

"It's amazing you knew that, but why did you do that?" Amikura looked at Aoyama with surprise followed by confusion.

In terms of academic ability, apart from Class C, their class doesn't even consider Class B and Class D as opponents. If they can choose Class B and Class D as their rivals, then their Class A can also reverse their decline.

"I'll probably deal with Class D first, because there's a student in Class D that I dislike, and I also have a goal I want to achieve."

Aoyama's current strategy is to crush Class D to the bitter end, striving to get as many students to drop out and leaving Class D no chance to recover.

He wanted to shatter Horikita Suzune's dream of leading her class to an A.

"The order of attack is determined by drawing lots. If you draw the first one, you'll attack Class B." Aoyama lay down on the grass and looked up at the sky. "Otherwise, I'll choose to attack Class A."