Trouble Begins

Because it was Sunday, there were quite a few students playing at the Keyaki Mall. Soon, Shiina shyly buried her head in his back and spoke even softer.

"It's all your fault, Shiki."

Hearing the kind laughter of the passing senior, Shiina patted Aoyama on the back shyly.

"They're just jealous, jealous that Miss Hiyori is so cute."

"It's not as exaggerated as Shiki makes it out to be."

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."

He gently tossed Shiina's soft body upwards, and Aoyama quickened his pace at Shiina reproach.

Soon, they returned to the entrance of Shiina's dormitory.

"Princess Hiyori, please alight from the carriage."

As he knelt down to put Shiina down, Aoyama said something that made Shiina blush.

"How shy do you want me to be, Shiki?" Looking around and finding no one else, Shiina pouted and poked Aoyama's cheek.

"It's all because Hiyori is too cute."

"It's that same excuse again. Can't you come up with a better reason?"

"Because this is not an excuse, it is an absolute fact."

With a slight smile, Aoyama gently bit Shiina's slender finger with his lips.

After Shiina let out a scream, he took the room key from her hand, opened the door, and then picked her up and carried Shiina onto his shoulder, dragging her into the room as if he were kidnapping her.

"Today's Shiki are bad kids." Shiina gave up resisting and slumped softly onto his shoulder.

"Because my desire to be close to Hiyori is just that intense."

As he gently laid Shiina's soft body on the bed, Aoyama gazed at that irresistibly cute face.

The girl, with her long silver hair cascading down her back and a radiant complexion, was breathtakingly beautiful.

"If you don't believe Hiyori, just experience it for yourself."

Taking Hiyori's soft, boneless hand in his own, Aoyama placed it on his heart, letting her feel the surge of emotion within him.

He wanted to get even closer to the cute girl named Shiina Hiyori, and to let her be influenced by his own personality.

"I'm truly defeated by you, Shiki."

"I gave my permission."

Shiina closed her eyes and then opened them again, then grabbed Aoyama's collar and pulled him down.

The room was already shrouded in twilight.

Not long after they finished eating together, Aoyama, who was holding Shiina's soft body while reading a book, soon buried his face in the silver hair of the girl in his arms.

Through his silver hair, which had been washed less than an hour ago and smelled even more fragrant, he took a deep breath before raising his head, amidst Shiina's helpless and coquettish reproach.

"When you were in the Student Council, you never seemed to have this much energy."

Shiina placed the open book aside with her hands clasped together, then grabbed Aoyama's hand that was resting on his waist, interlocking their fingers to prevent Aoyama from moving around.

She couldn't bear any more of Aoyama's lashing, and besides, that kind of thing was indeed more embarrassing than she had imagined.

Although the initial discomfort did subside, I did gradually feel better.

Recalling the Matoba their bodies intertwining that afternoon, Shiina blushed deeply and unconsciously pulled Aoyama's arm around her, hugging herself even tighter.

"What's the answer? It's so hard to guess." Feeling the warmth of Shiina's body, Aoyama leaned close to Shiina's ear and teased her playfully.

"Bad kid."

"The answer is wrong, and you must be punished." Aoyama misinterpreted Shiina's meaning, then gently bit the girl's delicate, glistening earlobe.

"I want an extra birthday present."

After a shudder, Shiina pouted and made a request.

Aoyama rubbed Shiina's delicate profile, "Just tell me what other gifts you want."

He would do everything he could to satisfy the girls he liked.

Shiina's lips curled into a smile. "I want Shiki to read the rest of that book we were just reading together to me."

With her hands and mouth sealed, she could finally feel at ease.

"Okay, but Hiyori is a bad kid too."

After forcefully taking a bite from Shiina and moistening her throat with a special 'medicinal liquid,' Aoyama used his Voice Mimicry to make Shiina feel as if she were actually in the world of the book.

Whenever his lips got a little dry, Shiina had to personally feed him water so he wouldn't stop reciting.

The night was half-deep.

After reciting the last sentence of the book, while Aoyama remained immersed in the world of the book, Shiina's large hand began to stir restlessly.

"A good child is one who reciprocates a gift received in return."

With a playful remark, Aoyama cut off any possibility of Shiina speaking.

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Chapter 293 The Storm Begins

The spring night is fleeting, and the sun rises high; from then on, the emperor no longer holds morning court.

The next day, Aoyama woke up in bed holding Shiina's soft body and felt like he didn't want to go to school.

Studying—study my ass!

While complaining that it was Monday, Aoyama reluctantly kissed Shiina's cheek to wake the lovely girl up and get her ready to wash up.

After a short while of busy work in the kitchen, and once breakfast was ready, Shiina, dressed in her school uniform, emerged from the bathroom, her sleepy, innocent charm gone.

"Hiyori, you eat first."

After placing two breakfasts on the table, Aoyama went into the bathroom.

He picked up the toothbrush he had left there after staying overnight, and began washing up. After drying his face, he returned to his room.

Inside the room, Shiina was smiling and looking at him, while the steaming breakfast in front of her remained untouched.

Feeling a little happy, Aoyama sat down at the table. "I told you not to wait for me."

"Because I think breakfast tastes better when two people are together."

A beautiful smile curved her lips as Shiina picked up the chopsticks in front of her.

The peaceful days passed slowly, and one morning in mid-February, about two weeks later, Mashima walked into the classroom with a more serious expression than usual when the bell rang for the first class.

Under the influence of his slightly furrowed brow and serious demeanor, the classroom quickly quieted down.

The first class this morning wasn't Mashima Tomoya's class.

"Please place your phones on the table."

Upon entering, Mashima, carrying a small box, immediately began collecting cell phones from the first row of students.

After all the items had been confiscated, he stood on the podium.

"This morning we received a notice from the school that this class will be changed to a class meeting and a vote will be held." Mashima's brows remained furrowed, and he made no attempt to hide his displeasure.

"A Special Exam will be held for first-year students in early March, and each class must elect an exam coordinator."

"As the name suggests, the person in charge of the exam coordinates and participates in the arrangement of the Special Exam. The stronger the person in charge is, the stronger the class's performance will be under their arrangement. However..."

After a pause, Mashima pursed his lips before speaking again.

He vehemently disagreed with the rules that were about to be discussed, but unfortunately, he was powerless to defy the council.

"If a team loses a match against another class, the person in charge must be expelled from school."

There are victories and defeats.

The students in the classroom quickly realized that two out of the four first-grade classes had to face the penalty of expulsion.

"This is so unreasonable." Without even raising his hand to speak, Katsuragi directly questioned Mashima.

Without knowing the exam rules, no one can guarantee they won't fail. In other words, no student would be willing to take on the risk of being expelled if they didn't have to.

Even if the students elected by the vote fight hard to avoid being expelled, they may still harbor thoughts of revenge afterward.

Why not just let the class leader do it?

Many students think this way, but class leaders are generally the backbone of the class and the most important students.

Losing the class leader would be a heavy blow to the class.

The position of person in charge of this exam is filled with intense malice towards the students.

"This has already been decided," Mashima calmly replied to Katsuragi, informing him that the rule would not be changed, before turning back to face the entire class.

"After explaining the disadvantages of the position, the advantages will follow."

"After winning the class battle, the person in charge will receive one Protection Points, which can be used to avoid one expulsion penalty."

"Furthermore, to eliminate any concerns for the exam leaders, if an exam fails, they can drag a student from their own class down with them, provided that the student deliberately underperforms."

The rule of using others as scapegoats effectively eliminates the possibility of a class deliberately excluding students they dislike.

Tsk, I knew it.

Clicking his tongue, Aoyama thought that Tsukishiro had indeed, as he had expected, provided Ayanokoji with a safeguard.

Moreover, this Special Exam was anything but kind to him.

The person in charge of the exam for Class B is Ichinose Amikura or Amakura. For Class C, it could be Shiina. For Class D, Karuizawa, Kushida, and Horikita are all potential candidates.

One wrong move and he could lose twenty million.

Anonymous voting will begin ten minutes before the end of get out of class, and only the school will know who voted for whom.

Leaving thirty minutes for student discussion, Mashima quietly retreated to a corner of the classroom, leaving the position on the podium empty.

The moment he finished speaking, all the students' eyes turned to Aoyama, who was sitting in the last row, in the corner.

Aoyama is the strongest student in Class A, and the fact that the class fund is less than 20 million is partly due to Aoyama's extravagant spending. Therefore, they all hope that Aoyama will take the initiative to speak up.

If Aoyama speaks up, it will be a happy ending for everyone.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not the class leader," Aoyama replied, leaving the students disappointed.

As he said, he felt that this matter should be decided by Morishita, and even if he might be chosen, it should be a decision made after Morishita had pushed forward with discussions.

Otherwise, Morishita, as a leader, would truly become a mascot.

"Sakayanagi Arisu -san, could I ask you for a favor?"

While the students continued to gaze at the Aoyama, Morishita reluctantly went up on stage, but his expression quickly transformed into calm as he stepped onto the stage.

Since Aoyama intends to give her the power to make decisions, she will do as he wishes.

With the rules unclear, she didn't intend to risk Aoyama, her precious student, since Class A couldn't afford Twenty Million Personal Points right now.

If uncooperative students can be used as scapegoats, it shows that the key to success in this exam lies in the overall coordination ability of the person in charge.

Sakayanagi's physical disability has no impact on this, and Sakayanagi out of school will not affect her future.

"Then Morishita- kun, can you order Shiki to listen to me?"

Unexpectedly, Morishita disregarded the possible misunderstandings of others and specifically designated himself as the person in charge. After his initial surprise, Sakayanagi smiled elegantly and asked in return.

She was very confident in her abilities, and if Aoyama listened to her, she didn't think she would lose.

Even if the potential rival is the masterpiece of that White Room.

"Then, Aoyama Shiki, listen to my command. As the overall commander of Class A, I order you to cooperate with Sakayanagi Arisu's command in the next Special Exam."

"Yes, yes, esteemed Commander Morishita."

With a weak wave of his hand, Aoyama accepted the order to become the leader of his designated class.

It's about cooperating, not about blindly following orders.

Morishita's pragmatism, how could he possibly reject this order?