Hold Me, Senpai / A Sleepless Night

"As the future Student Council President, you just need to do what students are supposed to do."

I hope you can enjoy your student life.

As Sakayanagi and the others had predicted, he intended to groom Nanase to be the Student Council President, a Student Council President far more competent than himself.

In this way, he also repays some of the expectations that the former Student Council President Horikita Manabu, had for him.

Chapter 376 Hug Me, Senior

"Alright, I won't bother you any longer when you go back to help in class."

After finishing the ramen, which tasted alright but was still oily, Aoyama bought lollipops for Tsubaki Sakurako to replenish her supplies, and then took the calmer Nanase back to her class shop.

After he had some free time, he decided to visit Asahina the third grade to see if her class was busy and if they had time to hang out together.

What track did Third-Year Class A choose this time?

Walking alone on the third floor of the Special Building, Aoyama passed by the cultural festival shops of other classes.

"Senior, I've finally waited for you."

As they passed a classroom, Amasawa Ichika's somewhat smug voice rang out, and Aoyama felt his arm being tightly hugged by someone, his body being squeezed in a rather soft embrace.

More than half a year has passed since the new students enrolled, and Amasawa Ichika has grown a lot and become even more attractive compared to when we first met.

"I thought my senior would come to protect me right away, but I waited and waited and he never came."

"Afraid that I wouldn't be able to find him when he came looking for me, I stayed in the classroom the whole time, waiting patiently like a statue waiting for its owner."

Looking up, Amasawa Ichika revealed a pitiful expression, seemingly resentful and expecting compensation.

"You've been staying in the classroom because you're afraid of getting caught if you're alone. Besides, what's your phone for?"

Although Amasawa Ichika was already adorable, she became even cuter when she put on an act. However, Aoyama had no intention of indulging Amasawa Ichika and reached out to pinch her incredibly smooth little face, directly ruining her pitiful appearance.

"Waaah--Senior is bullying me!" Amasawa Ichika continued to act cute.

"Alright, stop pretending and come with me."

After smoothing Amasawa Ichika's soft twin tails twice, Aoyama decided to bring Amasawa Ichika along as his little follower.

As he said, Amasawa Ichika, worried about being taken away by Ayanokoji Atsuomi, either stayed in the classroom with the students or stayed by his side and accepted his protection.

"I knew my senior wouldn't abandon me."

Amasawa Ichika laughed happily, rubbing her cheek against the arm that was holding her. Her soft and cute appearance made Aoyama forget how much of it was fake and gently patted her head.

Even if it's fake, cute things are still cute.

Cuteness is justice.

"Senior--"

As they walked, Amasawa Ichika suddenly spoke in a very soft voice, without any hint of pretense.

Looking down and noticing the terrified expression on her face, Aoyama followed her gaze and saw Ayanokoji Atsuomi talking to Koenji Rokusuke.

Ayanokoji Atsuomi, who had been a serious and important figure in front of him that morning, was now incredibly kind and gentle, like a good teacher who cared about his students.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Aoyama tried to pull his arm out of Amasawa Ichika's arms, but failed on the first try. He finally managed to pull it out on the second try.

"Senior--"

She looked up at him weakly, and in Aoyama's eyes, Amasawa Ichika seemed even more insecure than Sakura had been at the start of the school year.

He figured that Ayanokoji Atsuomi, that scumbag, must have instilled in the White Room students the mental suggestion that they couldn't be enemies with the White Room when he was training them.

What a fucking bastard.

Somewhat annoyed, Aoyama grabbed Amasawa Ichika's hand and headed towards where Ayanokoji Atsuomi was.

When Amasawa Ichika tried to pull him away, he simply picked Amasawa Ichika up in a princess carry and took her to Ayanokoji Atsuomi.

"Ayanokoji Atsuomi, you're acting like a dog."

Blocked by bodyguards to a distance of less than a meter from Ayanokoji Atsuomi, Aoyama uttered vulgar and offensive words, causing the somewhat impatient Koenji to reveal a half-smile of anticipation, watching the spectacle unfold.

Amasawa Ichika, who was being held by him, was also trembling and curled up in his arms, her little hands tightly clutching the front of his clothes.

"This isn't something you can just laugh off. It seems you have a serious misunderstanding about me, Aoyama- kun." Ayanokoji Atsuomi looked at Aoyama with a forced smile. "Even an adult has their limits."

If he weren't adhering to the idea of avoiding attention and secretly developing his skills to achieve great success, he would definitely have instructed his bodyguards to subdue Aoyama.

How dare someone of humble origins act so arrogantly in front of him? Does he really think Ayanokoji Atsuomi is too weak to wield a sword?

"The location is on the third floor of the Special Building. The security department is sending a team over immediately. I've discovered unidentified individuals entering the school without invitations."

In front of Ayanokoji Atsuomi, Aoyama directly called the supervisor in charge of school security and ordered him to send someone over.

Of the five adults, Ayanokoji Atsuomi definitely had an invitation, but his bodyguard couldn't have.

The school could tacitly allow the four to enter, but it could also seize this opportunity to expel all four from the school.

"I'm warning you, young man, don't be so hot-blooded." Ayanokoji Atsuomi was starting to lose his composure.

"What kind of young man isn't spirited, you old dog?"

Relying on his own territory, Aoyama showed no Ayanokoji Atsuomi. Ayanokoji Atsuomi dared to make the first move in public, he was going to teach Ayanokoji Atsuomi what humility meant.

"Hmph! I'll complain about you at the school."

With a heavy snort to express his dissatisfaction, Ayanokoji Atsuomi, his face dark, tried to intimidate Aoyama, but to no avail.

Since Koenji was still there, he couldn't threaten Aoyama with overly offensive language.

The most important thing now is to avoid giving the future heir of the Koenji Conglomerate a bad impression.

"Once the complaint reaches me, I will write a response for you."

"Get out of school now. If I see you again, it won't be as simple as just leaving quietly."

With a cold laugh, Aoyama intensified his mockery of Ayanokoji Atsuomi.

If Ayanokoji Atsuomi chooses not to travel with the bodyguards because of pride, then he will have something to say about it.

Without waiting for winter break, he treated Ayanokoji Atsuomi to APTX4869 today, creating the illusion of an accidental sudden death.

The death of Ayanokoji Atsuomi at school wouldn't have much of an impact.

"What a Student Council President! We'll see." His face turned pale and then red, and in the end Ayanokoji Atsuomi chose to run away.

Given Tsukishiro Tokinari's experience and the watchful eyes of Aoyama, he was truly worried about his armed bodyguards leaving his side.

"So you chickened out already, typical old dog."

"Go back to your doghouse and stay there quietly. Don't come out and embarrass yourself."

He felt somewhat disappointed, but Aoyama didn't show it. Instead, he was as happy as a smug little man.

Only after Ayanokoji Atsuomi four disappeared did he stop smiling and put down Amasawa Ichika.

"What a show! But it seems I wouldn't be pretty enough if I stayed any longer." Koenji smiled broadly at Aoyama, then left while looking in his hand mirror.

"Hug me, senior."

Koenji left, Amasawa Ichika, who had been looking down, immediately hugged Aoyama tightly, pressing his arms firmly against Aoyama's back.

Chapter 377 A Sleepless Night

Aoyama Dormitory at dusk.

"Sit back down, don't move."

"If you keep doing this, I'll really throw you out."

With a dark expression, Aoyama pressed Amasawa Ichika, who was trying to get up, back onto the bed and took him to the bathroom to take care of his business.

After chasing Ayanokoji Atsuomi, Amasawa Ichika clung to him like a newborn kitten, refusing to leave his side. They had to hold hands when walking and sit close together when sitting.

Thanks to this, he could only send his girlfriends back to their dormitories one by one after the cultural festival ended.

Unsurprisingly, Karuizawa, that jealous little devil, was clearly jealous.

"Go and get the laptop from the desk." As soon as he left the bathroom, Aoyama saw Amasawa Ichika standing at the door.

After Amasawa Ichika happily brought it over, he carried Amasawa Ichika to the bed and had her sit in his lap, ordering her to find an interesting movie to watch together.

Hugging and snuggling close while watching a movie is something only couples do.

Originally, Aoyama had some reservations about Amasawa Ichika's background as White Room, but today he changed his mind and decided to accept Amasawa Ichika, this lovely junior.

When asking Ayanokoji Atsuomi to die during winter break, he also planned to bring Amasawa Ichika along to help her overcome her inner demons.

"What kind of movies does Senior like to watch?" Amasawa Ichika tilted his head back and rubbed his cheek against Aoyama's face.

Her desire to cling to Aoyama has not diminished at all since Aoyama triumphantly drove away Ayanokoji Atsuomi.

How can this senior be so handsome?

"As long as it's interesting."

As an ordinary person, Aoyama only has this one requirement for movies.

After he finished speaking, he buried his head in Amasawa Ichika's neck and inhaled the fragrance emanating from Amasawa Ichika.

A faint, pleasant fragrance lingers in the air, while a warm, soft touch washes over the body.

Aoyama felt himself gradually Sakayanagi Arisu, increasingly enjoying the feeling of holding a girl.

Holy crap, Amasawa Ichika, what are you doing?!

"If you learn to Arisu, my slaps might not be so bad."

When Aoyama looked down and saw Amasawa Ichika searching for some movie, she pinched her tummy in annoyance.

When students access the internet through the school network, their browsing history is recorded. This means that their computer's internet browsing history will now include an entry for searching adult movies.

Amasawa Ichika is setting a trap for him.

"I thought you were going to watch a porn movie to liven things up, senior." Feeling safe and secure in Aoyama's embrace, Amasawa Ichika chuckled softly.

The fear of seeing the owner of the White Room again after betraying it vanished completely.

"I really have to punish you; watch out!"

With a beautiful woman in his arms and her words provocative, Aoyama felt a surge of heat rising within him, and he desperately needed to cool down.

He tossed the computer aside, then pressed Amasawa Ichika's upper body against his thighs, making her kneel and prone with her two round breasts sticking up high.

The pure white pleated skirt, lifted up, could barely conceal the beautiful, snow-white scenery.

"I know I was wrong, senior~" Although he was admitting his mistake, Amasawa Ichika's voice was full of a mischievous tone.

And so, Aoyama's slap, though not forceful, fell.

At first, Amasawa Ichika would grumble a few times, talking about the student Student Council President who was just a nobody, to provoke Aoyama into continuing the punishment.

Gradually, her voice grew softer and softer, her tone began to tremble, and finally she fell silent.

This is all thanks to the fact that Aoyama transformed the beating into kneading, and the amplitude of the kneading became larger and larger.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Having thoroughly enjoyed being in charge, Aoyama helped up the limp Amasawa Ichika and had her sit face-to-face on his lap.

Her eyelids were half-closed, revealing moist, hazy golden eyes; her delicate face was flushed red; and her small, rosy lips were slightly parted, as she breathed heavily.

The "minor fry" turned out to be herself.

Amused, Aoyama pinched Amasawa Ichika's delicate, now bright red face.

"Bad senior." Amasawa Ichika glared at Aoyama, who was grinning mischievously, with a hint of annoyance and embarrassment, and pursed his lips.

She didn't realize that just being touched for a short while would cause her heart to race to a dangerous level, and her mind to become increasingly chaotic and unclear.

She had originally intended to portray herself as a mature and alluring older sister.

"That's not enough? Ichika is really lame."

A smile curved his lips further as Aoyama lifted Amasawa Ichika's delicate chin, revealing his fair and flawless neck to his eyes.

Slender and graceful.

A few strands of beautiful purplish-red hair fell on her jade-like neck, making her fair skin appear even more delicate.

"I'm so happy, senior."

They actually called me by my name! That means I've finally been accepted!