My love index is at its maximum.

And, dear Minister, this isn't over yet, can you still take it?

With a composed expression, Tazaki Tsukasa calmly walked into the Literature Club activity room, his smile fading.

The room was still the same as last week, with colorful pens scattered on the floor, and water cups, potted plants, and cat food still uncollected. At the desk in the middle, two groups of people sat across from each other, pointing fingers and shouting loudly.

"I'm just asking you, are you planning to start a new literature department?"

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's just break up!"

"You're absolutely insane..."

"Stop talking, let's start voting, should we move or divide..."

"In my opinion, let's just re-elect the club president. I'll vote for Kitahara-senpai. She said she'll find us the best activity room in the club building."

"Why bother choosing? Aihara-senpai is perfect as the club president, and we don't even need to move the activity room!"

They were so engrossed in their argument that they didn't even notice when someone came in. After listening to a few of their arguments, Tsukasa Tazaki was really looking forward to them fighting; she thought the scene would be incredibly erotic.

After all, apart from himself, everyone else in the room was a girl.

Kuriyama Sakura moved a chair to a seat by the window and continued reading the book she had been reading.

Tsukasa Tazaki originally wanted to sit with her, but Kana Shimamoto suddenly grabbed his arm and pointed to the area between the two groups: "Tazaki-kun, you sit here!"

Can I refuse?

Kana Shimamoto blinked her big eyes and pouted slightly: "Damn it~!"

Tsk tsk, that voice is so captivating, Tsukasa Tazaki simply couldn't refuse and could only obediently sit down.

Across from him, Hoshino Shikami's eyes widened with excitement, and she laughed as if she wanted everyone to know how wicked she was.

Chapter 84 I mean, everyone here is trash!

On a windless evening, the air was quite humid. The oak leaves were quiet, and gray pigeons occasionally flew past the window.

Tsukasa Tazaki put on his headphones and opened the Italian dictionary in his hand.

The members of the literature department on both sides were still hurling insults at each other across the desks. Their heavy breathing turned the already stuffy room into a sauna.

"I've had enough of this awful place. There's not even air conditioning. It's unbearably hot in the summer and freezing cold in the winter. It leaks everywhere when it rains, and it's teeming with disgusting things like rats, centipedes, and cockroaches!"

"Our Literature Department has been in this activity room for over seventy years. How many traces of our predecessors have been left here? Their notes and manuscripts, and the spiritual inspiration they have given to younger generations, can they be replaced by moving to a large classroom with air conditioning?"

"Shut up! How dare you mention those moldy manuscripts? Every year after the rainy season, we have to take those tattered things out to air them one by one. I'm tired of it, even if you're not!"

"I disagree with moving!"

"Those who disagree, stay; those who agree, come with me. We'll apply to establish a new literature department."

"Your actions will make you a historical sinner in Beichuan!"

"How dare you say that to me? If you hadn't hidden the cat food in the activity room, would those stray cats have come in?"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, everyone calm down..."

"You want to fight, don't you?"

"Come on, who's afraid of who!"

Kana Shimamoto kicked Tsukasa Tazaki before patting the table and saying, "Everyone, calm down."

The two sides then calmed down and turned to look at the life counselor.

Tazaki Tsukasa looked up and saw that they hadn't started fighting yet, so she lowered her head again.

There is a very beautiful sentence in the dictionary.

【Da quando ti conosco la mia vita è un paradiso.】

This sentence can be translated as: From the day I met you, my world became a paradise on earth. Yes, I'll say it to my sweetheart tomorrow and let her guess what it means. If she can't guess, I won't give her anything to eat.

Kana Shimamoto couldn't help but kick him again, and Tsukasa Tazaki finally took off his headphones and asked, "What is it?"

"What else could it be!" The married teacher's tone was full of helplessness. "I didn't bring you here to study!"

If there weren't so many people here, and she wasn't worried about rumors of an 'improper teacher-student relationship' spreading, she really wanted to pinch the tender flesh on Tazaki Tsukasa's waist and twist it a few times.

And while you're at it, kick him a few times with your stockinged feet.

Tsukasa Tazaki closed the book and looked up at the girls who were all staring at him: "Are you done arguing?"

Everyone was so busy arguing that no one noticed what the person who came in looked like. Now, seeing his handsome face, the tense atmosphere, which had been almost frozen, gradually eased.

Many girls who were arguing like middle-aged women just a moment ago were now regretting their behavior as they put down their rolled-up sleeves—did he see how rude they were just now?

Kasuga Kanae, who was hiding on the outskirts of the crowd, waved slightly to him, nodded, and smiled.

Someone asked Kana Shimamoto, "Ms. Shimamoto, who is this?"

"Oh, he's here to help me." Shimamoto Kana pushed up her glasses and looked at Tazaki Tsukasa with a gentle yet slightly threatening gaze: "Why don't you let him handle your dispute?"

The girls all fell silent, their gazes all focused on Tsukasa Tazaki.

Kuriyama Sakura sat by the window, flipping through a book with a blank expression.

For her, reuniting the Literature Club would be simple: just give them an external enemy. But nothing in the Literature Club interested her, so the aloof woman couldn't be bothered with these boring women.

The reason Kuriyama Sakura is sitting here is because of Tazaki Tsukasa's expression and how he deals with the problems he will face later.

Hehehe... Hoshino Shikami was so excited she wanted to shout. No matter what Tazaki Tsukasa said next, she would loudly proclaim, "Tazaki Tsukasa from Class 1-F is a scumbag who plays with girls' feelings!"

If a scumbag appears among a group of girls, and even tries to ease their conflicts, you can imagine how terrible his fate will be.

There was still no wind outside the window.

But the humidity was exceptionally high. Looking out through the holes in the glass windows, the campus under the twilight seemed shrouded in a thin mist, making everything appear particularly hazy.

Tsukasa Tazaki unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a handkerchief, and calmly looked at the girl who kept shouting about establishing a new literature club.

"What's your name, classmate?" he asked calmly.

"My name is Kitahara..."

"Alright, that's enough."

Tazaki Tsukasa interrupted her abruptly, asking a question: "I remember Kitagawa Private Academy is supposed to be the best elite high school in the country. But there's something strange about it, why are there always some eyesores of trash in this school?"

Kuriyama Sakura closed her book and looked over, her eyes filled with admiration.

[As expected of you! The Kuriyama Sakura Stock Index rose 60 points, current stock price: 100]

The girl surnamed Kitahara was stunned for a moment, then her voice sharp: "What do you mean by looking at me like that? Are you trying to say I'm trash?"

"No, you've misunderstood. I'm not targeting you. I'm saying everyone here is trash!"

Tazaki Tsukasa stood up with his schoolbag and dictionary, looked around, and said, "In my opinion, the Literature Club doesn't even need to discuss whether to move or not. Wouldn't it be better to just disband it and be done with it?"

His voice was relaxed and calm, without a trace of joking.

A suffocating silence instantly filled the activity room, and the members of the Literature Department looked at him with hostility.

Kasuga Kanae looked at him with a puzzled expression for a moment, then smiled and lowered her head.

[Tazaki-kun is truly second in his grade! Kasuga Kaname's stock index rose 30 points; current stock price: 70]

"..." Hoshino Shikami bit her left thumb in confusion, completely baffled as to what Tazaki Tsukasa was doing. At a time like this... it seemed like he would be disliked by the members of the Literature Club even without her saying anything.

Yay!

My sister is mine alone now!

Tazaki-kun looked at his sister-in-law with the kind of gaze one might give someone with intellectual disabilities. She was cute sucking her thumb, but unfortunately, she wasn't very bright.

Kana Shimamoto was at a loss for words. Her only thought was that everyone present could leave the room safely and without any bloodshed.

"What do you mean?"

Who are you calling trash?

"Oh, I remember you, you're Tsukasa Tazaki from Class 1-F!"

"What right do you, a scumbag who plays with other people's feelings, have to call others trash?"

"Don't first graders know how to respect their seniors?"

"Yeah, maybe you're just a gigolo kept by Kuriyama Sakura. So what if you only have a pretty face? What's there to be so smug about!"

The scene was extremely chaotic, and several people surrounded it.

Kuriyama Sakura lost interest in watching and stood up to walk towards the door.

With a "click," the dilapidated wooden door was pulled open.

Just as I was about to step out, Tsukasa Tazaki spoke up.

Kuriyama Sakura turned around in a flash, her cold gaze landing on his hateful face.

[You actually schemed against me! Tazaki Tsukasa, you better watch out next time! Kuriyama Sakura Stock Index drops 30 points, current stock price: 70]

Chapter 85 The only winner is Tsukasa Tazaki

"Since you won't admit you're trash, how about we compete with the ATF in your area of ​​expertise?"

Tazaki Tsukasa buttoned up his shirt collar and calmly looked at the many angry-looking girls: "You can set the competition questions, and you can also decide the time and number of rounds."

He picked up his schoolbag, turned around and went out. As he brushed past Kuriyama Sakura, he whispered, "Dear club president, it's up to you to defend the honor of our ATF club from now on."

After saying that, he even raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Kuriyama Sakura remained silent with a cold expression as the two left the auditorium one after the other.

This kid is both lovable and infuriating… Shimamoto Kana muttered to herself, stood up, smoothed out the wrinkles in her uniform, and looked at the members of the Literature Club: “If you don’t like this arrogant guy, then please unite and fight him. I will be your referee and guarantee absolute fairness.”

In the now quiet activity room, a strange fighting spirit ignited in everyone's eyes.

Hoshino Shika, who was still sucking her thumb, was completely bewildered.

Is that all?

I haven't even made a move yet, how could I have lost?

Shimamoto Kana glanced amusedly at the bewildered girl who was still contemplating life, and said, "Hoshino-san, let's go together. Let's see if those two freaks will start fighting."