Fence-Sitter

Before hearing the second half of Aoyama's sentence, Amikura had wanted to tell Aoyama this loudly, but she didn't think the other students shared her thoughts.

After all, deep down, she also longed to graduate from Class A, hoping to rely on the opportunity of graduating from Class A to embark on a better life.

"Our class motto is to never give up on anyone."

"Even if he betrayed the class?" Aoyama immediately pressed for an answer that Amikura had finally managed to come up with.

After another long silence, Amikura nervously clutched the hem of his pleated skirt.

She had never thought about these questions, but she dared not make any boasts that they were impossible, because Yukimura Teruhiko, the top student in Class D, had set a good example.

It's not uncommon for traitors to emerge in classes with no hope of promotion.

"... I have no idea."

"Don't worry about it, Honami even worse than you in this respect." Aoyama chuckled. "Honami must have raised his voice just now, begging me to let Class D and prevent any students from dropping out."

"She's even more naive than you are now, which is both a headache and incredibly adorable."

"Fortunately Honami isn't the leader of Class A right now, otherwise she'd be worrying about the next Special Exam, wondering whether to give the lower-achieving classes an easy pass so no one drops out."

The Paper Shuffle, Special Exam that inevitably leads to student dropouts, is a disaster for classes with low academic ability.

This year, in particular, the academic levels of students in each class are even more uneven than in previous years, with a large number of students in lower-ranked classes having poor academic performance at the start of the semester.

Amikura's expression darkened. "Is it really that difficult?"

The Aoyama before her, in their tone, were not joking; they genuinely believed that as long as their Class A did not cause any trouble, Class B would likely have a student drop out.

In other words, she has to take on the responsibility of students who dropped out of school and were placed in other classes.

How could anyone like something like this?

"From the perspective of being the leader of Class A, you should be happy," Aoyama sneered. Neither Ichinose nor Amikura deserved to be a leader in this school.

This isn't a question of who's right or wrong; it's simply that they're incompatible.

If someone can't even commit the necessary evil, they're fundamentally unsuitable for this school.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Amikura's brows furrowed even more.

"Because I want you," Aoyama paused deliberately, then continued as Amikura pouted, "Like how Honami cooperated with me on the cruise ship, handing over command to me."

In the Paper Shuffle Special Exam, he wanted to both target Class D and also showed some interest in the class funds that Class B had accumulated over the past two months.

It's impossible for a student in Class B not to be facing expulsion if they hadn't plundered a large number of personal points from Ryuen.

"Impossible. Things are different now than before. Your classmates have a lot of complaints about you."

Ichinose stepped down as leader, the students of Class A had a lot of grievances against Aoyama, but they just didn't show it in front of Ichinose.

Aoyama's tone was seductive, "As long as we keep it from them, I can guarantee that Class A will get the most Class Points in the next Special Exam."

"I think Class A needs a victory right now to reverse the low morale caused by the Sports Festival."

After leading Class C to a resounding victory, it was time for Class C to earn him some extra money.

The Amikura was somewhat tempted. "What do you want?"

The Sports Festival was a complete failure. Although the students in Class A didn't say much, she kept trying to make amends for her mistake.

It was all her oversight that led to Class A's crushing defeat.

"Just like on the cruise ship, I only need my personal points, but this time it's all of them."

"I need to think about it." With her eyes lowered, Amikura couldn't make a decision immediately.

"It's alright, there's still plenty of time." His tone was gentle as Aoyama placed his hand on the Amikura's head and stroked it lightly. "This is Naoko only we two know; I won't tell anyone else."

"You're not even telling Xiao Fanbo?"

A strange sense of joy welled up inside him, and Amikura bit his lip as he looked up at Aoyama.

The warm yellow light shone on the boy's profile, and she felt that Aoyama seemed even more beautiful today than usual.

"Yes, Naoko belongs only to the two of us."

Seeing that Amikura did not resist him stroking her long hair, Aoyama's smile became even gentler.

Given the current situation, he will soon regain the ability to subtly influence Class A.

After the intense clouds and rain.

Holding Ichinose, who had slumped into a puddle of mud, Aoyama went into the bathroom to wash her body and then clean her long pink hair, which was stained with some turbidity.

Although she's usually very brave, Ichinose was even more aggressive tonight than usual.

"Shiki, did you and Chihiro have a fight?"

With her neck resting on the edge of the bathtub and her head tilted back, Ichinose half-closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Aoyama's warm, large hand gently stroking her head.

The feeling of being pampered is incredibly intoxicating.

"With Shiranami? I don't think that counts as arguing." As he answered, Aoyama squeezed some more shampoo into his palm, submerging his long, smooth pink hair in the foam.

He didn't argue with Shiranami that night; he simply rejected Shiranami's somewhat inexplicable confession.

That night, Shiranami made him feel like he was coercing the protagonist of a doujinshi.

He was lustful, but not vulgar.

"Can you tell me? I don't think Chihiro has spoken to you at all tonight."

"It's hard to say, it involves Shiranami's personal privacy."

After testing the temperature of the hot water sprayed from the showerhead, Aoyama began her delightful foam-rinsing journey.

The sound of water mixed with shampoo foam hitting the ground made a dull thud, which gave him a sense of pleasure.

"Eh, is it Chihiro's personal privacy? I'm really curious." Ichinose a little disappointed that she hadn't gotten anything useful out of her.

However, since Aoyama was unwilling to say, she could only find out from Shiranami.

"What about Komako?"

"This isn't a matter of personal privacy, but I can only tell you it concerns class affairs."

An agreement is an agreement, Aoyama has no intention of breaking the agreement with the Amikura.

"Since you're not going to say anything, then Shiki will have to hold me while we sleep tonight." Ichinose reached out and grabbed Aoyama's hand, rubbing it against her cheek affectionately.

"Okay, okay, I'll sleep with the adorable Honami tonight."

He tossed aside the showerhead, Aoyama leaned forward to capture those delicate pink lips.

Chapter 247 Fence-Sitter

"What! You're going to confess to Aoyama -kun?"

At noon, one day before the Student Council President election, Asahina Nazuna's surprised voice rang out in the stairwell.

Just now, her best friend, Shuchi Moeka, actually asked her to create an opportunity for her to confess her feelings to Aoyama.

Xu Zhi revealed a lovesick expression, "Yeah, after all, Aoyama- senpai is just too handsome. You saw his heroic figure on the soccer field yesterday, right, Nagi?"

"Top student in academics and top student in sports, not only the Student Council Vice President but also a handsome guy, it's no wonder he's attracted to you."

In terms of ability, status, and appearance, Aoyama Shiki is at the pinnacle of Kouiku. If he didn't have so many girlfriends, his private mailbox downstairs in the dormitory would probably be overflowing with love confessions.

"But the rumors aren't unfounded; Aoyama- kun really does have many girlfriends."

Asahina frowned slightly. Yesterday at noon, when she was having lunch with Aoyama in the cafeteria, she asked Aoyama this question for some reason and received an affirmative answer.

Aoyama Shiki really has a lot of girlfriends, and not just two or three.

"There are already so many, one more won't make a difference." Taking Asahina's hand, Asahina began her pleading offensive.

Despite repeated persuasion, Xu Zhi remained adamant in his opinion, and Asahina had no choice but to agree to Xu Zhi's request, taking him to Aoyama Dormitory that evening to meet him.

On the other side.

Aoyama still didn't eat with Kamuro and the others that day; instead, Horikita Manabu sat opposite him.

"Not going well. Nagumo doesn't seem to be in a hurry for the third-year votes," Horikita Manabu pointedly reminded him.

Without winning the votes from the three third-grade classes, Nagumo has no chance of competing with Aoyama. Nagumo's lack of haste suggests that he is hoping for a way to defeat Aoyama without needing votes.

"I found Asahina's things the day before yesterday, and tonight, she said she's bringing a friend to my room."

After glancing at the latest text message he received on his phone, Aoyama replied with agreement, then looked up to answer Horikita Manabu.

If nothing unexpected happens, the people Asahina brought tonight intend to frame him in some way, causing him to lose his candidacy or even be expelled from school.

"Nagumo probably plans to try and buy tickets from the third-year students if the plan fails. If that succeeds, then naturally there's no need to buy them."

"So what do you plan to do? Wait until you thwart his plan before letting the third grade talk to him?"

"No, I will give the president two ticket purchase contracts with my name on them. This afternoon, I'll trouble you to directly pressure Nagumo and give him an answer before 6 PM. I'll accept a smaller amount of money."

Aoyama didn't know what Nagumo planned to do that night, so he decided to just cash in and be safe.

If given the chance to drop out of school, Nagumo would definitely do so, even though he still has a huge number of personal points.

Okay, as soon as possible.

After the discussion was over, Horikita Manabu picked up his empty plate and left.

After pondering for a while, Aoyama drafted the contents of the contract and sent it to Yamamura to run errands, make copies, and give them to Horikita Manabu.

Then, he began asking Asahina who she was bringing that evening.

[This is my friend Shuchi Moeka; she wants to get to know you, this strange junior.]

Is it Shuchi Moeka who's trying to frame me?

Why hasn't Tomioka revealed any information? It seems Nagumo's terms were quite generous.

Not long after receiving Asahina's reply, Aoyama realized that Osamu was a fickle opportunist who had been swayed by Nagumo's terms and switched sides to Nagumo's side.

He had clearly asked Tomioka to give these people, who had signed a contract with Nagumo and betrayed the class, a chance not to pursue the matter.

After Class C was promoted to Class A, Shuchi Moeka was kicked out.

In an instant, Aoyama decided on the punishment for Xuzhi, and the only condition that could motivate Xuzhi was to graduate from Class A.

He saw through Xu Zhi's betrayal and promised to 'forgive' her, then, the moment she achieved her goal of being promoted to Class A, he kicked her back to hell.

7 PM.

A few minutes earlier than scheduled, two female students, who had clearly showered and changed into casual clothes, appeared before Aoyama, each carrying a handbag.

Her round-neck white short-sleeved shirt billowed out in a beautiful arc, and beneath her blue-black pleated skirt were long, slender, fair legs. Asahina looked even cuter.

Another Shuchi Moeka, also possesses a unique charm.

Her long, flowing blonde hair reached her waist, and her fitted, light V-neck dark short-sleeved top accentuated her figure, which rivaled Asahina's. High-quality black stockings extended into her white mini-skirt.

With her delicate and charming face, she exudes an extremely alluring aura.

Every girl at Kouiku is exceptional.

"The room is a bit messy, please forgive me, senior students."

While politely welcoming the two into the room, Aoyama poured them a cup of hot tea.

"This isn't messy at all; it's much better than my room," Asahina the room.

She had been to any other girls' dormitory, but none were as clean and tidy as Aoyama's, as if someone diligently cleaned it every day.

Aoyama chuckled teasingly, "That's your own problem, senior."

"Don't make it sound like my room is a mess; it's just not as tidy as my junior's."

"Seeing is believing. I'll only believe it when my senior invites me in to take a look."

"You wish." Seeing through Aoyama's sinister intentions, Asahina pouted and refused.

Then she introduced Shuchi Moeka to Aoyama and had Suzuki take out some of her homemade desserts and breads from her handbag.

Asahina, acting like a matchmaker, praised her friend, "Let me tell you, Moka often makes sweets in the dorm, and they taste amazing. Plus, her room is much cleaner than mine."