Tianze Gets Thoroughly Teased

"I thought it was very likely when I saw it on the yacht; it seems that's why my grades have dropped."

"I... I..."

Asahina was momentarily at a loss for words. From Kamuro's confident tone, she knew that Kamuro must have some kind of backing to arrive at such a conclusion.

She did indeed fall in love with a junior named Aoyama Shiki, who was Kamuro's boyfriend, just as Kamuro had said.

From the moment she found the amulet of good fortune, she developed a certain fondness for Aoyama, and this fondness gradually grew through their subsequent interactions.

When she was most helpless, betrayed by her friends and misunderstood by her classmates, the tall figure that rushed into the third-grade classroom to protect her remained deeply etched in her heart and she could never forget it.

The photo of the two of them with their arms around each other on the yacht was framed and placed in the most conspicuous position on the desk.

"How did you determine that, Kamuro?" Asahina asked, looking somewhat ashamed.

"When Aoyama left at noon, he called you Qi, didn't he?"

"Isn't this normal? Don't we all address each other by our first names in the study group?"

Sakura was called Airi Aoyama, Karuizawa was called Megumi, Hasebe was called Haruka, and Yamamura was called Miki.

Seeing that Aoyama addressed the girls in the study group by their first names, she thought this was normal.

Recalling the past and connecting it to the present, Kamuro curled his lip, "That Shiki only addresses girls by their first name when he's confessing his feelings."

If Aoyama had confessed to Asahina in the morning, he would never have let her take Asahina away in the afternoon.

In other words, it was definitely Asahina who took the initiative to address the other person by their first name.

"All the junior girls in the study group are Shiki's girlfriends??" Asahina's face turned completely red. "Then they must have all figured it out?"

She knew that Aoyama had many girlfriends, but she didn't know the specifics of which ones were from different grades.

"Karuizawa must have figured it out, Miki probably did too, Sakura maybe too."

Based on his understanding of the other girls, Kamuro gave Asahina a despairing answer.

"I don't want to attend the study session next week." Asahina slumped weakly onto the table, looking utterly dejected.

She was initially quite pleased with herself for cleverly addressing Aoyama by his name.

"Putting aside whether you're willing to give it up or not, you won't get past me."

Kamuro stood up and went to Asahina's side, giving her a light tap on Asahina head.

With Aoyama's intentional or unintentional indulgence, she gradually became the most favored one, taking on the role of the head of the family.

She paid close attention to everything about Aoyama girlfriend's academic performance.

Even if you can't get into the University of University of Tokyo, you should at least get into a university in Tokyo so that it will be easier for Shiki to find you or live together.

In Kamuro's vision, after graduating, Kouiku and his friends would definitely settle down in Tokyo.

It's troublesome if someone falls behind or has to go to school in another city.

"So, Kamuro- senpai agrees?!"

After being hit on the head, Asahina didn't pout or complain. Instead, she showed a very surprised smile, got up, and hugged Kamuro's arm tightly.

No matter how you look at it, Kamuro's words implied that he intended to accept her and even considered her future.

Although she had expected Kamuro to not stand in the way, she hadn't anticipated that Kamuro would say it so directly, completely eliminating her worries.

"You're just one more or one less, it doesn't matter." Kamuro tried to pull away from the arm that was holding him, but when he couldn't, he let it go. "You know what to do about the next Midterm Exam, right?"

"I understand, I will definitely study hard."

With her motivation to study greatly increased, Asahina nodded vigorously, and to express her joy, she leaned her head against Kamuro's shoulder.

"Don't you have any manners of a senior student anymore?"

With a helpless smile, Kamuro placed his hand on Asahina's head and patted her.

"Why don't we need to investigate Asahina- senpai's matter anymore?"

Night.

Lying on the Kushida bed with his eyes half-closed, Aoyama comfortably let Kushida massage him, and mentioned to her that there was no need to investigate Asahina's matter.

According to Kamuro, she has already solved the problem and there is no need to investigate further.

"Masumi said she solved it."

"Kamuro- kun?" Kushida increased his pressure. "By the way, when can you help me with this problem?"

Recently, that little devil Amasawa Ichika has suddenly started pestering her again, saying that since Aoyama won't play with her, she can only play with herself.

Although there were no further threats, it was still annoying.

In order to maintain her image in front of others, she couldn't very well refuse to tell Amasawa Ichika to get lost.

"What can I do? I can't exactly order her around and forbid her from playing with you, can I?"

To be honest, Aoyama really couldn't do anything about the mischievous Amasawa Ichika, since she was just clingy but didn't cause any trouble.

He couldn't very well tell Amasawa Ichika directly, "I know you're from the White Room, so don't try to get close to me and become a traitor."

"Then I'll do that kind of thing Shiki you've dealt with Amasawa Ichika, Siji."

Feeling a bit tired, Kushida leaned against Aoyama, resting his head on his back.

She had originally planned to give herself to Aoyama on a Friday two weeks ago, but her period happened to come that day.

Amidst Aoyama's relentless demands for compensation, she learned a craft, as well as other embarrassing tricks that made her want to faint.

"Kikyo, you can't do this to me." Aoyama spoke with the heartbreak of someone who had been abandoned; his purpose in coming here tonight was not pure.

"It's settled then. After all, Amasawa Ichika is a problem you brought about."

"It seems I have no choice but to get involved myself. I'll take care of this annoying Amasawa Ichika."

He made a promise, then Aoyama around and switched places with Kushida, placing his hands on either side of her head.

Lately, he has refused Amasawa Ichika's invitations many times, and when she does come close, he finds excuses to send her away, refusing to play spy games with her.

If you want Amasawa Ichika to stop harassing Kushida, then you'll have to let him be harassed himself.

"Let's deal with that first." With her hands on Aoyama's chest, Kushida blushed and began to look away.

"Okay, but giving a little something in advance isn't too much to ask, is it?"

Aoyama ran his fingertip across her delicate pink lips.

Chapter 331 Amasawa Ichika, Broken and Played

It was a typical afternoon after school in May, in the corridor of the club activity building.

"Come in and have some fun, senior."

"I heard from Kushida -senpai that senior is even stronger than the former Student Council President. I want to see his prowess for myself."

To rescue Kushida from being harassed, Aoyama risked his life to bring Amasawa Ichika under his wing.

Then, Amasawa Ichika, with ulterior motives, unsurprisingly caused him trouble.

"Don't cause me any trouble." Aoyama raised his hand, intending to deliver a Facebreaker to Amasawa Ichika's skull, but Amasawa Ichika, who was prepared, dodged it.

Then, the cute junior with a mischievous grin slipped into the judo club, creating a bit of a commotion.

Before long, several members of the judo club appeared in front of Aoyama. Among them, the one in the center was Yamada Albert, the captain of Ryuen from Second-Year Class B.

As far as he knew, Albert became the head of the judo club after the third-year members retired.

"Senior Yamada would also like to experience your skills." With two beautiful twin ponytails swaying, Amasawa Ichika peeked out from behind Albert.

"Yes."

"Yes my foot! Who wants to fight you? And why are you wearing those lousy sunglasses?"

Looking at Albert, who was even bigger than himself, Yamauchi thought to himself.

It's true that he could easily defeat Albert, but that would play into Amasawa Ichika's hands and expose more of his own strength.

In his attempt to fish for Ayanokoji, the skill level he displayed to everyone was significantly higher than that of Horikita Manabu.

Aoyama raised his gaze slightly. "Have you ever Ibuki?"

"Yes... I win." Albert declared his victory.

He's the strongest in the class; Ibuki him a hundred times.

You actually fought them.

The Matoba of that small, silly boy, Ibuki, confronting the over-1.9-meter-tall Albert flashed through Aoyama's mind, and Aoyama couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you want to see me fight Albert, Amasawa Ichika, you have to promise me one thing first."

With a malicious smile on his face, Aoyama raised his hand and gestured for him to come closer.

If they want to see his strength, Amasawa Ichika has to pay a price.

Amasawa Ichika had a bad feeling. "What are you agreeing to? Senior isn't going to do anything lewd, is he?"

"Don't worry about it for now, if you don't want to see it, that's fine too."

"I want to see it."

Gritting his teeth, Amasawa Ichika walked to Aoyama's side and followed him, his smile deepening, as they slowly entered the judo club's activity room.

Bright yellow and light red are the colors of the floor in the spacious judo club.

Apart from the exercise equipment on the side, there were no obstructions in the center of the room, and the only decorations were the picture books hanging on the walls.

"I just need a jacket, and I'd also like to borrow two belts," Aoyama said to a first-year student with a childish face.

"Yes, Chairman Aoyama."

The first-year student ran away and then ran back just as fast. As Amasawa Ichika became even more suspicious, he noticed that there were two white belts on his right hand.

"To prevent you from escaping, I want you to tie your own hands and feet."

"Okay, I'll do it myself."

You think you can limit me with this? Senior, you're still too naive.

Amasawa Ichika gave a soft hum and confidently reached out to take the belt.

Tying herself a knot that she could easily break free from was a piece of cake for her; whether she stayed or left was entirely up to her.

"Who said you were supposed to tie yourself up?" Aoyama grabbed Amasawa Ichika's slender wrist and smiled meaningfully.

As a magician who knows a lot, how could he not know about the slipknot?

Amasawa Ichika's smile faltered slightly. "Um, I can do it myself, no need to trouble you, senior."

"If you want to see it, then listen to me."

In front of many judo club students, Aoyama first tied Amasawa Ichika's hands together, then tied her feet together, leaving a gap of about half a meter between her feet so she could move around.

"Done."

Clap your hands, Aoyama stands up as Amasawa Ichika pouts.

He then walked to the center of the room and stood before Albert had been waiting for some time.

"Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm very strong."

"I--know." Albert's Japanese was only at a so-so level.

With his feet shoulder-width apart, Aoyama leaned slightly forward and placed his hands in front of his chest, while Albert adopted the same posture.

As they slowly approached each other, face to face, they began to probe each other under the watchful eyes of five or six pairs of eyes.

One minute later.

Stepping back to avoid Albert's large hand reaching for his collar, Aoyama feigned a loss of balance, luring Albert into giving chase.

Unable to find a weakness, Albert, as expected, pressed forward impatiently.

As his dark right hand grabbed his collar, he also grabbed Albert's right wrist with both hands.

His staggering steps instantly took root and he spun around. Aoyama turned around and suddenly sank down, exerting force with both hands.

"Minister!"