My love index is at its maximum.

"what?"

"Let's make a bet," Tsukasa Tazaki said casually, "If Class F gets first place this time, you'll cosplay as the captive princess again, okay?"

"You really are disgusting."

"Last time you looked like you were enjoying it too, and you even said you couldn't resist each other's bodies."

"I do not have……"

"Ahem, um..." At that moment, another person's awkward voice came through the earpiece, "Chairman, this is a public channel, everyone can hear it clearly..."

The headphones went silent instantly, with only the occasional hissing noise from the passing current.

That's incredibly embarrassing.

Tazaki immediately turned around and left the auditorium to take refuge in the ATF club activity room.

As I walked, I reflected in my mind on why I had made such a serious mistake as being so flirtatious.

Yui Kawakawa was a very beautiful princess.

She always wears neat and clean white underwear and white stockings, sprays herself with a light cologne perfume, speaks in a concise and effective manner, and never asks or says anything unnecessary. Every time, she just stands there like a stunned rabbit, waiting for Tsukasa Tazaki to guide her.

He is proud, has a sharp tongue, and is difficult to approach.

Therefore, if one can break her pride and make her blush, it will bring a very wicked sense of pleasure and accomplishment, much like corrupting a chaste saint.

It was precisely because of this temperament that Tsukasa Tazaki always found himself particularly unable to remain calm when facing her.

It's almost like they've been given a brain-damaging debuff.

This is bad, I need to find a way to change this bad habit, and stop paying attention to the Golden Retriever... No, I can't do that.

On the path leading to the main building, a dazzling array of colorful ribbons, paper chains, and signs were on display. Some people were handing out flyers, while others were holding up signs and constantly handing out flyers to passing tourists and students.

The corridors on each floor are also decorated in a variety of colors, with promotional posters and lucky dolls or signs everywhere.

Tazaki Tsukasa pondered how to handle his tangled relationship with Shigawa Yui. He crossed mountains and seas, and waded through crowds of people, finally managing to climb to the fifth floor of the complex.

The ATF club activity room is located at the very end of the corridor, a corner classroom that can be considered a truly secluded corner of the Kitagawa Academy's little world. Its remote location means that it's almost never visited. Even during the lively atmosphere of the school festival, there isn't a single poster displayed here.

Personally, Tsukasa Tazaki enjoys this tranquility.

But for a certain minister, if things continue to be so quiet, something really bad is going to happen. This is a truly worrying issue!

Pushing open the door to the activity room, white curtains swayed in the autumn breeze, and a beautiful girl quietly read a book by the window. Even after hearing the door open, she didn't bother to look away from her book.

Tazaki Tsukasa pulled out a chair and sat down in his seat, flipping through the "Kitagawa School Festival Activity Guide" in his hand.

The opening ceremony's artistic performances were just an appetizer; the real excitement began with the formal festival that followed.

According to the schedule, the event will last for three days. The first day will mainly consist of class performances, exhibitions and presentations of results by arts clubs. The challenge system of "challenging and defending the title" will officially begin on the second and third days.

"Your Excellency..."

"what's up?"

"Are you really just going to memorize things?"

"Otherwise what?" Kuriyama Sakura replied dismissively, showing no interest.

"You're being too cold."

"How about you wear a maid outfit again, and we'll open a maid cafe right now?"

"...Let's just memorize it."

Kuriyama Sakura turned the page of her book, too lazy to even speak to him.

Tsukasa Tazaki noticed the hardcover book in her hand, Natsume Soseki's "I Am a Cat," a book that is almost universally known.

"Your Excellency, I have a question."

"ask."

"What does it feel like to become a catgirl? To be more specific, is there any pleasure when your tail is touched and your chin is scratched?"

“I refuse to answer!” Kuriyama Sakura glared at him.

"Actually, my older sister also wants to become a catgirl once."

"Oh?"

"I've already given you the transformation device, can I borrow it once?"

Kuriyama Sakura slowly raised her head, her expression calm: "I thought that only I knew about your secret."

"...Only the two of you know this."

A familiar rhetorical question, a familiar answer.

“Boring.” Kuriyama Sakura opened the book, ignoring Tazaki Tsukasa, her slender fingers gently pinching the page corners as she turned the pages.

Because of that sentence, Tsukasa Tazaki didn't go anywhere on the first day of the school festival. Even Mizuiro Murakami, who was wearing a short skirt, didn't come to watch. Instead, she sat opposite the club president and read a book with her.

I sat there from 10 a.m. until dusk, until the autumn sun hung red in the west, gently casting its glow into the classroom, and finally managed to get the department head to take out the catgirl transformation device.

"I'll lend it to you this time for Hanami-nee's sake." Kuriyama Sakura gave Tazaki Tsukasa an extremely disgusted look, biting her little tiger teeth slightly: "Also, there's something I need to tell you."

"Please speak." Tsukasa Tazaki sat up straight.

"If what you give me is the same as what you give to others, then I don't want it."

After saying that, Kuriyama Sakura picked up her schoolbag, turned around and walked towards the door, her long ponytail swaying behind her, showing an unyielding stance.

Chapter 248 School Festival (4)

September 29th, the second day of the school festival.

As soon as he entered the school gate, Tsukasa Tazaki noticed that his classmates were all staring at him.

Somewhat strange.

Although he was used to being stared at because of his good looks, today was different. Those gazes were mixed with a lot of lewd and evil intentions.

What happened?

Has the teacher-student relationship been exposed?

Walking to the shoe cabinet, Tsukasa Tazaki took out indoor shoes and bent down to change them.

Good morning, pervert.

Shoving his feet into his indoor shoes, Tazaki Tsukasa turned to look at Kuriyama Sakura, who was gloating: "Do you know what happened?"

"You don't know?" Kuriyama Sakura went to her shoe cabinet to change her shoes.

"Am I some kind of pervert?"

"Yes."

"..."

Kuriyama Sakura closed the shoe cabinet door and went straight up the stairs, completely ignoring Tazaki Tsukasa, who still wanted to chat. He had no choice but to walk alone through the colorful corridor to the executive committee office.

As one of the executive committee members, and the chairman's personal assistant, he had to report to the committee on time to carry out the instructions given by Chairman Sugawa in order to ensure the smooth operation of the entire school festival.

Everything is for the honor of Beichuan!

With a strong sense of mission, Tsukasa Tazaki pushed open the conference room door.

The large conference room was filled with the buzzing of discussion. Almost everyone was whispering to the person next to them, gossiping about things unrelated to work.

"You didn't hear what happened yesterday, did you? It turns out that Kikawa-san and Tazaki-san usually play really wild..."

"The Chairperson and her personal assistant, which series is this from?"

"Does cosplaying a captured princess require wearing handcuffs and shackles?"

"The innocent princess has been defiled..."

"Don't you find it exciting?"

"Are they going to use their bodies as a wager this time?"

"What a twisted feeling..."

One girl covered her face and said, "So embarrassing!"

"Ugh, I'm so jealous!" One of the boys' fists hardened.

Tsukasa Tazaki clenched his fist and brought it to his lips: "Ahem~"

The meeting room fell silent instantly, and everyone lowered their heads to organize the meeting report.

I really admire your imagination... Tsukasa Tazaki sat calmly in his seat, picking at his toes in his flat shoes, gazing at the azure autumn sky outside the window.

The sky was vast and empty, with wisps of white clouds like cotton wool.

Flocks of gray pigeons kept by school staff flew by and landed steadily on the wire mesh of the tennis court.

Actually, being a pigeon isn't so bad. All you have to do is fly around every day. At least you won't feel ashamed of dying as a pigeon.

At 8:30, Qichuan Yui, carrying her laptop, stepped into the conference room on time.

With limited time, she simply glanced at all the executive committee members before making her announcement.

"The regular meeting will now begin."

Please give me your guidance.

Everyone bowed in greeting and began the first part of the meeting: reporting on work progress.

Each group, including personnel coordination, health care, and accounting audit, reported on their respective work progress. After each report, Yui Kikawa would carefully consider it and give many instructions.

As her assistant, Tsukasa Tazaki's only task in the meetings was to record the meeting minutes so that someone could take the blame if something went wrong...

With the help of his master-level sketching skills, he efficiently and concisely recorded the meeting content while also taking the time to glance at Kigawa Yui from time to time.

"Next, the stage management team."

"We don't have enough photography equipment..."

"why?"

The second-year student raised her head slightly and spoke cautiously: "On the one hand, the number of photography equipment on campus is limited, and on the other hand, other performing groups also need to be photographed..."