Tokyo: To reiterate, this is not a dating system.

Haruka Minatsuki's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to have a penetrating quality, making it exceptionally clear in the noisy classroom.

"It's that beautiful transfer student!"

"...I just heard her call Aoyama-kun Genji-kun, so they must know each other?"

You can hear hushed conversations in the classroom.

Genji Aoyama sighed helplessly to himself. Under the watchful eyes of his classmates, he slowly stood up and walked towards Haruka Minazuki by the door.

"Hello, Ms. Haruka."

He originally intended to say that, but then he remembered the teasing he heard in the classroom that morning, so he changed his wording.

"Greetings, Miss Haruka," Genji Aoyama said with a smile.

"Hmm... Good day, Genji-kun." Minatsuki Haruka gave him another dissatisfied look. "Even in a prestigious girls' school, this kind of greeting isn't used much anymore."

"Sorry, I just overheard in the classroom this morning that a super cute and gentle beauty had transferred to the first year. I didn't expect it to be Haruka-san. I was quite surprised."

The surprise was right there.

Genji Aoyama recalled what Haruka Minatsuki had mentioned several times. Originally, he had no expectations for it, but now it seemed to him even a little frightened.

This is extraordinary efficiency.

"I don't think Genji-kun is very happy to see me." Minatsuki Haruka just looked at him.

The two stood at the classroom door without saying where they were going.

"How could that be?" Genji Aoyama smiled. "I just didn't expect Ms. Haruka to transfer from Sacred Heart Girls' High School to Hakutsuru High School."

Sacred Heart Girls' High School is a well-known elite girls' school in the island nation. Those who can study there all come from prominent families. If nothing unexpected happens, they will go directly to the university level. After graduating from such a school, they can accumulate a lot of connections in society.

Although Hakutsuk High School boasts one of the highest college entrance rates among private high schools, the two schools are not comparable in terms of their respective levels.

"It's probably for various reasons," Minatsuki Haruka glanced at Aoyama Genji and continued, "Even I felt oppressed in that school."

"really."

Genji Aoyama seemed to nod in agreement, adjusting his tie knot with his fingers. "I don't really like overly oppressive environments either."

Haruka Minatsuki understood the implication in Genji Aoyama's words, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

There is still plenty of time, and discipline for rebellious children needs to be moderate.

"As a transfer student, I'm new here and have no friends. I don't know much about the school either. Could you please help me understand campus life?" Haruka Minatsuki winked at him.

"Of course," Genji Aoyama said, looking at her with a smile. "I was originally planning to eat at the cafeteria, want to come along?"

"canteen…?"

Haruka Minatsuki pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, let's go together then. I haven't settled in yet and haven't made any bento boxes."

So the two of them walked along the corridor toward the cafeteria.

On his way to the cafeteria, looking through the transparent glass of the corridor, Genji Aoyama noticed that the sky outside was even more gloomy than it had been that morning, with a hint of impending rain.

Will it rain?

With these thoughts in mind, he walked into the cafeteria.

Not everyone brings their own lunchbox, and not everyone has a girlfriend to make lunchboxes for them. Most of the students eating in the cafeteria are boys, and the air is filled with the smell of fried food and sauces.

"I don't know what to eat..."

It seemed to be Haruka Minatsuki's first time in the cafeteria, or perhaps she was a little hesitant about the food.

Just as Genji Aoyama was about to order, Haruka Minatsuki, who had been saying "I don't know what to eat," ordered two sets of the signature grilled fish set meal.

The grilled fish was a mackerel, not too big or too small, with its skin grilled to a golden brown, making it look very appetizing.

The plate of grilled fish was served with a slice of lemon, some shredded cabbage and corn kernels, and a bowl of miso soup.

Genji Aoyama didn't have any particular requirements for lunch; he just wanted something filling and healthy. He picked up his food and sat down at the empty table.

Haruka Minatsuki naturally sat down opposite him.

Their arrival also attracted the attention of other students having lunch.

Occasionally, you'll hear phrases like "beautiful transfer student" or "handsome guy from Omotesando."

Aoyama Genji seemed not to hear, focusing intently on his lunch.

However, after squeezing the lemon juice, Haruka Minatsuki had a thoughtful expression on her face.

She used chopsticks to cut the fish into two pieces, then gently picked up one piece and placed it into Genji Aoyama's bowl.

Their chopsticks inevitably collided, and Genji Aoyama looked up helplessly.

What she saw was not only the gentle smile on Minatsuki Haruka's face, but also the envious and jealous looks that seemed to be spitting fire from the eyes of the boys around her.

"Why would pretty girls like such a frivolous guy?" he heard someone mutter.

like?

Genji Aoyama almost laughed out loud.

To outsiders, he was enjoying special treatment from a beautiful girl, but only he knew that this was not a feeling called "liking," but rather carried a weight like shackles.

Before he could speak, Haruka Minatsuki had already turned slightly to the side.

Just like the aloof beauty she seemed at first sight, her expression and gaze turned cold. The boy she was staring at immediately fell silent and began to focus on the food on his plate.

"Genji-kun shouldn't mind, right?" Haruka Minatsuki turned around, her face switching back to her usual gentle smile.

"I don't mind."

Genji Aoyama shook his head.

If he cared about other boys' gazes, he would have died a thousand times over from the envious, jealous, or hateful looks of others.

I meant…

Haruka Minatsuki's gaze fell on Genji Aoyama's bowl. The half-eaten grilled mackerel she had picked up was already in Genji Aoyama's chopsticks. "No, it's nothing."

She started eating too.

When you bite into the fish, the first thing you notice is the crispy skin, which is a bit overcooked and tough to chew, but with a little effort you can taste the tender and juicy flesh.

The grilled fish, which she hadn't really wanted to eat, suddenly tasted delicious.

"It's delicious," commented Haruka Minatsuki.

……

Bai Hegao's lunch break is only 40 minutes long, and by the time the two finish eating, it's almost time for class.

They each returned to their own classrooms.

Genji Aoyama glanced at the lessons on the blackboard: one session of physical education skills and one session of self-study. He simply headed straight for the gymnasium.

The afternoon classes passed quickly.

During self-study, the teacher, Megumi Hazen, did not come to the classroom to hold a class meeting. After the bell rang, Genji Aoyama immediately got up from his seat and walked along the elevated corridor towards the special building.

He had previously agreed with Saki Izumo that he would join the Psychological Problems Research Club.

On the way up to the fifth floor, in the activity room of the Department of Psychological Problems Research, Genji Aoyama met Saki Izumo once again.

As soon as the door opened, the lively girl pounced on him, clinging to him like a koala.

Her long, slender legs tightly locked around his waist, her hands encircled his neck, and her entire face was buried in it.

I miss you so much!

After she finished speaking, she leaned close to Genji Aoyama's ear and whispered something warm and wet: "..."

The girl's warmth seeped through the thin fabric of her clothes to his chest, and her fragrance irresistibly wafted past his nose.

Genji Aoyama suppressed the burning desire within him.

"alright."

He closed the activity room door from behind and fumbled to lock it.

Then he patted Izumo Saki's head, which was rubbing against his neck: "We're still at school, so try to control yourself a little."

Mild mania, difficulty controlling one's desires.

He was well aware of this, and it was also a major headache for him.

Under Aoyama Genji's soothing words, Izumo Saki's cheeks flushed pink, and she finally obediently got off him.

Izumo Saki (Sage Mode)

[Special Check-in - Valentine's Day - 15 times]

After observing Izumo Saki's condition, Aoyama Genji walked to the "inner area" inside the long table and sat down.

"Let's write a membership application first."

He picked up a blank form from the table, filled in his information, and then Izumo Saki filled in her name in the department head column.

"Afterwards, I got Yoda-sensei's autograph, and Aoyama-kun is now an official member here~"

After calming down, Saki Izumo became full of energy again.

The school has a new rule that each student must attend club activities at least three days a week.

This means that she can see Genji Aoyama at least three days a week.

Izumo Saki was overjoyed, her smile overflowing.

After she finished speaking, she moved her chair next to Genji Aoyama, almost touching him.

"Aoyama-kun, how about posting a video to show your face?"

She held the phone up to Genji Aoyama's face; the screen still showed the video he had received via LINE yesterday.

The number of views, likes, shares, and comments exploded, and there were even related comments like "Handsome guy from Omotesando".

In an island nation like Japan, a million views is an incredible achievement.

"Send one, please~~"

Seeing that Genji Aoyama remained silent and was simply scrolling through the comments section, Saki Izumo shook his arm again, her voice sweet and charming: "I find it very interesting."

Genji Aoyama had originally planned to do this, but he just wanted to let the hype linger a little longer.

And the current viewership is indeed about the same.

What should I send?

Genji Aoyama's finger lingered on the title bar of the published work for a moment before he typed out the title.

[Hello everyone, I'm the handsome guy from Omotesando.]