Private Morishita

Caught off guard and in a moment of panic, she made the wrong decision in the limited time she had.

"What else can we do? For now, we can only deal with whatever comes our way."

"I'd also like to see how Amasawa Ichika plans to use you against me."

The Special Exam was something Aoyama could easily pass with ease. If he wanted to be expelled, no first-year student would dare to team up with him.

Moreover, even though he was forced into a team after the team-up time had passed, he still managed to score over 470 points despite the negative buff of a 5% deduction in his total score.

If your partner, a first-grader, can score around five points in each subject, you can pass the test.

No matter how you look at it, this Special Exam is not one that should lead to his expulsion from school.

Kushida pouted. "Amasawa Ichika came for you? Then I've suffered this undeserved misfortune for nothing."

She said that she was a kind and unassuming person, so how did she suddenly become the target of Amasawa Ichika's attention? It turned out that the reason came from Aoyama.

"Could it be that Amasawa Ichika also comes from the same background as Ayanokoji?"

Drawing inferences from this, considering that Amasawa Ichika's academic ability and physical abilities were both A+, Kushida also thought of the White Room that Aoyama had mentioned.

Aoyama recalled the dazzling Amasawa Ichika at the banquet, "You guessed right, but she still thought she hid it very well."

If he didn't have some kind of prophetic advantage, he wouldn't have connected the girls appearing at the high-society banquet with the experimental subjects in the White Room.

Because Ayanokoji, the best work of the fourth term, showed the flaw of emotional detachment, the White Room added a social interaction course in the fifth term.

Outwardly, they appear no different from other children who have grown up in the same way.

"Then you should focus on your novel and not move around." Kushida blushed and said coquettishly, feeling a hand slip under the hem of her clothes.

Although she hadn't yet crossed that final line with Aoyama, he had already taken full advantage of Aoyama, and she still felt incredibly shy every time he touched her.

The sensation of a large, male hand caressing her skin made her heart race with every touch, something she couldn't ignore.

Aoyama's large hand was almost too loose to grasp. "Why can't we talk about serious matters now?"

With each of his visits, Kushida's figure became increasingly curvaceous, making him somewhat unable to control himself.

"How could I say that?" Kushida bit his lower lip, trying not to make a sound that would embarrass him.

Her shy, bullied appearance only fueled Aoyama's desire to torment her further, and he stroked her cheek with his other hand.

"Actually, I think that now that your past has been exposed, it's fine. In fact, it will help you move forward."

Enjoying praise and admiration from others is not a bad thing; it can motivate people to become stronger.

However, Kushida's addiction went a bit too far, clearly going too far and hindering her progress.

Even if your past is exposed and you are scorned by ignorant students, Suzune and I will continue to be your friends and speak up for you.

"However, as long as Kikyo doesn't change her mind, I will protect you as you are, until you decide to change yourself."

Lifting up Kushida's cute little face, still flushed and with a complicated expression, Aoyama lowered his head and launched a double attack.

Now, Kushida could no longer control herself, and cute sounds came from her moist and delicate lips.

At the same time, she wrapped her arms around Aoyama's neck, tightening her grip further and further.

"Knock knock--"

"Moshi moshi, Kushida- senpai, are you there? Your lovely Amasawa Ichika- senpai is here to see you."

As Kushida's crimson eyes were half-closed, seemingly brimming with spring water, Aoyama was about to ask if it was permissible to take another step forward when Amasawa Ichika's clear voice came from the entrance hall.

"Ignore her." Holding Kushida's slender waist, Aoyama once again placed his hand on her soft brown hair.

"Are you ignoring me? This wasn't your idea, was it, Aoyama- senpai?"

After their lips parted again, Amasawa Ichika's voice continued to come from the entrance hall.

She pointed out by name that Aoyama was also in the room, though it's unclear how she confirmed this.

"If you kiss me again, I'll bite you." Kushida face flushed, glared at Aoyama.

"Ignore her, she'll go back on her own."

Aoyama held Kushida's small, well-defined hand and played with it, sometimes clasping his fingers together, sometimes rubbing the back of his fair hand.

"There's also the possibility that he might have exposed it out of anger and embarrassment."

With a pout, Kushida fled from Aoyama's embrace to avoid further attacks.

"Fine, let her in. I want to see what she's up to." Knowing there was no chance of getting rid of Kushida, Aoyama lazily leaned against the headboard and waited for Amasawa Ichika to enter.

Even knowing he was there, Amasawa Ichika still insisted on coming in.

This made him increasingly curious about what Amasawa Ichika, as an assassin, was planning to do.

"You'd better resolve this matter immediately." Kushida indicated that he still did not want to expose his past.

"Yes, yes, I will do my best, even if it means selling my body, to help you, Kikyo."

"How wishful thinking!"

Kushida glared at the unruly Aoyama again, straightened his disheveled clothes, and then opened the door to welcome Amasawa Ichika, who had been waiting for a long time.

Good evening, Aoyama- senpai.

Following Kushida into the room, Amasawa Ichika, who had been left waiting for quite a while, showed no sign of annoyance.

With a relaxed and carefree smile, she sat on the bed as if she knew him well, even under Kushida's questioning gaze, keeping only a fist's distance between her and Aoyama.

With just a slight sniff, Aoyama could smell the perfume emanating from Amasawa Ichika.

It smells wonderful.

Although the smell was quite nice and he wanted to smell it again, he chose to sit further away from Kushida's glare.

"What are you trying to achieve by threatening Kikyo? It's nothing difficult, and I can help you with it," Aoyama said, getting straight to the point.

Since Amasawa Ichika caught them having a secret rendezvous, Amasawa Ichika probably knew that Kushida had most likely told him everything.

"I want you," Amasawa Ichika shifted his position, sitting a little closer to Aoyama, "To join the Student Council and become its secretary."

"That's all?"

"Yeah, that's all. It's all because of you, Aoyama- senpai, who wouldn't let me join the Student Council and study with you."

Seemingly feeling that his lips were a little dry, Amasawa Ichika slightly opened his mouth and licked his upper lip.

"I'm a difficult girl, senior."

Chapter 320: Private Morishita

"If I didn't know Amasawa Ichika was from the White Room, I would have thought she had her eye on you."

After Amasawa Ichika left the room satisfied, Kushida went into Aoyama's arms without Aoyama taking the initiative.

From an outsider's perspective, she felt that Amasawa Ichika was genuinely interested in Aoyama, which was why he was so determined to join the Student Council and seek a position that would allow him the most contact with Aoyama.

"Is it really impossible for him to actually like me? After all, I'm so handsome."

"You're so vain. It must be so great to be bothered by cute junior girls."

"It's not as satisfying as being adored by Kikyo, and Kikyo is cuter anyway." Aoyama's lips were sweet, and his large hand obediently wrapped around Kushida's slender waist.

With a girlfriend and a scheming junior, it goes without saying who he'd side with.

Kushida's lips curled into a smile. "Even though it's a lie, it's not bad."

"How could that be a lie? I am genuinely happy right now—" Aoyama paused, "After all, the girl in my arms right now is a renowned and beloved angel."

"I wonder how many students are jealous that I've made the Kikyo Angel my own."

Knowing that Kushida liked being praised for her popularity, Aoyama catered to her tastes.

"Here we go again."

Unable to contain his smile, Kushida turned over and sat face-to-face with Aoyama on his lap.

She cupped Aoyama's cheeks in her hands, lowered her head, and gave Aoyama the reward he deserved.

Overbearing.

This is one of the second-grade students' deepest impressions of Aoyama.

However, Aoyama, who is known for his domineering personality, made concessions to help her cover up her dark past, even though Aoyama himself wanted her to break free from her unhealthy lifestyle.

She knew that her obsession with public praise was abnormal, but she just couldn't change it.

That's all for tonight.

After a long silence, Kushida's voice was filled with shyness.

After shifting her gaze away from Aoyama's face, she continued speaking in a very low voice.

"Friday night, again."

Friday ends and Saturday begins, a day off where you can spend the whole day lying in your dorm.

In an instant, Aoyama understood what Kushida meant.

"Okay, I'll be eagerly anticipating Friday and praying for it to come."

Aoyama pulled Kushida into an Aoyama embrace, and just as he had said, he became very expectant.

The following day at noon.

"We have been granted permission to hold an exchange meeting for first and second graders this afternoon from 4:00 to 5:00 PM in the gymnasium. Students with sufficient time are requested to attend the meeting."

OAA not only allows users to view all students' basic information, but also functions as a chat application.

The first message of the day appeared on a public channel with hundreds of users.

"I have time."

While eating, Aoyama saw the message from Amikura, smiled slightly, and replied with support.

The revised Paper Shuffle exam, unlike the second year where a score below 500 points would result in expulsion, will still penalize first-year students with a three-month ban on collecting personal points.

For high-achieving first-year students, it's an opportunity to make money off struggling second-year students, but it's different for those with lower academic abilities.

It's easy to imagine that the first-year students who responded to the call for Amikura were mostly those with poor academic abilities.

Based on his estimation of Amikura's move, Class 2-C probably gave up competing with their class for first place and chose to do favors for the first-year students.

The Class Points in the grade differs by only twenty points, so it's really not worth the effort to compete for first place.

"You have no time at all." Kamuro really wanted to hit Aoyama the head with his chopsticks. "Didn't we have a new member, Amasawa Ichika, joining this afternoon? You didn't even show your face, did you?"

"Isn't that because our great Vice President Masumi is here?"

If Amasawa Ichika is given the position of Student Council Secretary, then one of Shiina and Kamuro must be promoted to the position of vice president.

Upon inquiry, both of them expressed a desire to relinquish their vice-presidential positions to the other, leading to a game of rock-paper-scissors between them.

The loser was Kamuro.

Class 2-A achieved the first-ever instance in the history of Kouiku school that a class had three student council presidents.

"I don't care, give it to Sakayanagi." Sensing that Aoyama wanted him to take care of Amasawa Ichika, Kamuro decisively sold out Sakayanagi.

"Then I'll have to get something in return from the Shiki."

Taking over Kamuro's words, Sakayanagi immediately demanded benefits.

"The benefit? How about I lend you Miki for one time? But the targets you can only stalk are girls."

"This year's first grade has welcomed quite a few interesting students."

Aoyama placed a meatball from his plate into Yamamura's mouth. After Yamamura ate it shyly, Aoyama patted her head.

Although Sakayanagi has recently become one of his people and eats lunch with the three of them every day, Sakayanagi still doesn't interact much with Yamamura.

He discovered that Yamamura actually wanted to improve his relationship with Sakayanagi.

Perhaps because of her own lack of self-confidence, Yamamura likes to make friends with confident people, and perhaps she also wants to learn from them.

"Is everything alright, Miki?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Swallowing the meatball in his mouth, Yamamura nodded heavily, looking somewhat pleased.