I, the mastermind behind the scenes at Soubu High, refuse to be caught in a bloodbath.

“Then you’re still not old enough to work in a nightclub here.” Himeko sat down next to Yukinoshita, who had been wearing an expression of disbelief. She shook her head and raised her voice slightly, asking, “What are you doing here?”

"I'm playing the piano here." Himekoji pointed to the recital area, which now had a different pianist, and shrugged. "So I should be asking you that question: What are you doing here?"

"You're criticizing me, but you yourself are working in nightclubs."

Kawasaki brought Himekoji a wine glass, slowly poured the emerald green liquid into it, and then took out a wine spoon and a sugar cube to burn for him.

"Drinking is really bad! And Kawasaki-san, it's a crime to let a minor drink alcohol!"

Yuihama glanced at the burning sugar cube and nervously spoke to Himekoji, deliberately lowering her voice like a little white rabbit on guard against a predator.

Himekoji's gaze swept over her chest, and he casually shook his head, saying, "I don't work in nightclubs. In fact, I don't work at all. As for drinking, Yukinoshita, you've drunk quite a bit yourself, haven't you?"

"..."

Yukino glared at him, then bit her lip and fell silent.

"If you're not working, why are you playing the piano?"

Kawasaki glanced at him with displeasure, his glass pointed towards him.

"Yukino has also drunk alcohol!?"

Yuihama's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

"The lady sitting next to you, Yukinoshita, is the daughter of a prefectural councilor. I simply don't believe that a young lady from high society like her hasn't had a few glasses of wine, right, Miss?"

Kawasaki said in a very provocative tone.

With a "crack," Yukinoshita, suppressing her anger, knocked over the glass. Kawasaki calmly wiped the table, while Himekoji took the glass of wine with the melted sugar cubes and raised it, saying, "I come here to play the piano just as a personal hobby. I've been playing the piano here long before you started working at this hotel."

"So what exactly is it...?"

After observing his expressions for a long time, Hikigaya calmly asked.

"It's nothing, I hope you won't ask any more questions."

Himeko gently tapped the solid wood bar counter, giving Hachiman a warning look.

Chapter 040 And so, [Kawasaki Saki] was fired.

The Royal Cesare Hotel, originally named the Royal Okura Hotel three years ago, was renamed the Royal Cesare Hotel simply because my mother insisted on naming it after one of her family's tragic ancestors—Cesare Borgia. Himekoji lost to my mother in a game of rock-paper-scissors during the naming process, it's that simple.

That's why Himekoji has occasionally come here as a guest pianist since he was very young. Yoko would also occasionally come here for a couple of drinks and then come over to give Himekoji some piano lessons. If Himekoji played well, Yoko would reward him with a kiss, but that was a long time ago.

That could be as far back as when Himekoji tricked Kazusa into giving him her first kiss with a love poem.

"Do you have any good ideas on how to get Kawasaki to give up working here..."

Hikigaya covered his mouth with his hand and whispered to Himekoji.

Why would I do something like that?

Himekoji drank the absinthe and asked indifferently.

"Huh? President, you didn't come here to help us come up with a solution?!"

Yuihama unexpectedly pointed at him.

"The idea that someone else will come to help you is just smug, isn't it? I just said that I only come here occasionally to play the piano, and then I found out that Kawasaki works here. She asked me to keep it a secret, and I did. But..." Himekoji thought of the unexpectedly adorable Hiratsuka Shizuka today, and said with a smile, "Because of a certain matter, Kawasaki, it's not impossible for me to help you."

"It's impossible for me to give up my job, so give up."

Kawasaki said without looking up. Yukinoshita was now in a deathly silence. Fortunately, the drink hadn't spilled on her dress when she knocked over the glass, otherwise she would have been in a terrible mess later.

"Well... have you considered changing jobs?"

If Kawasaki hadn't helped Himekoji deal with Hiratsuka Shizuka today, he wouldn't have made such a favorable offer to Kawasaki. At least in Himekoji's mind, it was basically an equal exchange; there's no such thing as a free breakfast, lunch, or dinner, so...

"Change jobs?" Kawasaki raised an eyebrow, slamming his glass down on the bar with a "bang!" and demanded, "What other job can I earn a net profit of 20,000 yuan every day with peace of mind?"

Twenty thousand yen sounds like a lot. With a 30-day work week, that's basically 24 working days, or 480,000 yen a month. But Kawasaki wants to attend a good university, and the tuition alone is basically 1.1 million yen a year. Add to that your own rent, living expenses, and other issues, and sending a child to university is definitely a difficult task for an average Japanese family.

So the tuition for four years of university is basically 480 million yen. Even if Kawasaki works at such a high intensity, she would have to work for ten months to make up for it, not to mention living expenses and accommodation fees. If she wanted to attend a better medical school, the tuition for four years would be astronomical. Just looking at the list would be enough to make her family bleed.

By the way, in Japan, a man needs an annual income of at least four million yen to start a family normally; otherwise, very few women would be willing to marry him.

"It's probably impossible for you to make 20,000 yuan a day, but I do have a way to make 480,000 yuan a month."

Although it's quite a bargain for you, you can have it.

"What method? Can I do that too?!"

Before Kawasaki could speak, Hikigaya and Yuihama spoke in unison. Then, they exchanged a silent glance, blushed, and turned their heads away.

“Theoretically speaking, the two of you could do it too, but since Kawasaki helped me before, I only told her my method, so you two naturally have no chance.”

Are you kidding me? There's no such thing as a free breakfast, lunch, dinner, or midnight snack. How long do you two need to live to understand that?! If you're working in the service industry, an eight-hour workday with time off each month will only net you a maximum of 20. You want to earn more than double that in a month? Tell me, why would I give you that opportunity?

"tell me the story?"

Kawasaki's expression softened slightly after hearing that he was the only one who had a chance, while Yukinoshita left her seat and whispered to Yuihama, "Let's go back."

"Eh? Yukino! Ah... okay."

Yui left 2,200 yen for drinks and left with Yukinoshita. Hikigaya also quietly left, but Kawasaki immediately called him back.

"what happened?"

"They didn't pay enough."

Kawasaki pointed to the 2,200 yen bill lying on the bar and said that a cup of Perrier costs exactly 1100 yen, not including Hachiman's ginger juice.

"Oh..." Hachiman awkwardly paid the money, whispered a few words to her, and left, still thinking about what exactly that opportunity to earn 480,000 yen a month was.

"If you're going to say something vulgar..."

Do you enjoy taking care of children?

Ji Xiaolu abruptly shattered her unfounded fantasy. Ji Xiaolu would never do something like introducing someone she knew to sell their body. Ah... maybe if she offended her.

“Are you kidding me? I don’t have a social worker or nursing license,” Kawasaki rolled his eyes at him and said, “Besides, I don’t think you can earn that much in those fields.”

What if I say yes?

Himekoji took out a pure white envelope from her pocket and slowly pushed it towards Kawasaki. But just as she was about to take it, Himekoji pressed it down, saying in a warning tone, "In return, I hope you can keep this a secret. You know, what I owed you was already repaid after you accepted this envelope. You can keep this a secret, right?"

Kawasaki nodded emphatically, and Himekoji released the envelope, waved, and left. Kawasaki hurriedly called out, "Hey! Himekoji! You haven't paid yet!"

However, he neither turned back nor explained anything to her, but simply walked towards the elevator. Even though the waiters saw Kawasaki calling him to pay, they pretended not to see it. Kawasaki wanted to chase after him, but the head waiter came over at this moment, shook his head and waved his hand at her.

"What?! That person..."

Kawasaki frowned and angrily tore open the envelope. Inside were two printed and stamped documents: one was an "Admission Notice," and the other was a "Job Commitment Letter."

The specific job duties are to take care of some children with minor psychological problems in a nearby private hospital. The main tasks are to play with them, teach them to draw simple pictures, etc. The working hours are from 6 pm to 8 pm on weekdays and from 10 am to 6 pm on weekends. The salary is a fixed monthly salary of 480,000 yen. The employment notice does not have the president's name on it, but only an unknown legal representative. Kawasaki doesn't know where he got this document. Anyway, the name printed on the notice is hers. Now, as long as she signs it, this job is hers.

The contract is a short-term employment, ending on the day Kawasaki Saki graduates.

Chapter 041 It's so noisy! [Touma Kazusa] plans to shut down the First Music Classroom.

"Alright, the Kawasaki matter is perfectly resolved. Now it's time to contact those two high schools... Ah, I really want to dump this whole thing on Hayama Hayato, but if I do that, Hiratsuka Shizuka will yell at me to death. I don't want that."

Himekoji got into his car and went home, while Kawasaki started calling him frantically, so he temporarily blocked Kawasaki's number.

It's just a return gift, don't take it too seriously.

"By the way, isn't there a regular exam next week?"

I've been so busy lately that I almost forgot about the exams. The regular exams last for almost a week, from Monday to Thursday. On Friday, all the second-year students except Himekoji go to participate in a workplace internship. After that, it's a perfect seven-day Golden Week. That's roughly how it goes.

Although it's a bit late, I'll send an email to Hayama anyway.

"You guys figure out what to do with Heiyou Academy yourselves. If you and the Service Club can't even handle this, then quit the student council. I'll take some people to talk to the people at Haibin High School. The Sports Festival is tentatively scheduled for October 10th, lasting four days. The Cultural Festival is tentatively scheduled for November 25th. Also, even though I'm in the Service Club, don't come asking me for help again."

Himekoji sent such a threatening email, but since it's Hekiyou Academy... it probably shouldn't be too difficult, right?

The next day, Friday.

As soon as Ji Xiaolu woke up, he saw two unread emails on his phone, one from Hayama and the other from Youko. Of course, he opened the one from Youko first.

"Come to the Witch's Tea Party at nine o'clock tonight, I'll drive you to a nice place."

Driving... Sister Yaozi, I hope you can drive more steadily.

But if he replied like that, she would probably beat him up, so Himekoji obediently replied "OK" before opening the email sent by Hayama.

"I will do my best, please believe me, Chairman."

"Just don't let down the members of your football club. The official notice hasn't been issued yet, so there's no need to change the time."

Himekoji wasn't worried that the student council would take the blame if the deal fell through. The blame would definitely fall on Hayama Hayato and Isshiki Iroha, with Isshiki probably being blamed the hardest. Whether she could continue as manager was still a question, but that was only a conclusion drawn under the premise that the deal hadn't gone through. Himekoji didn't think it would fall through.

If the story falls through, it proves that Hachiman Hikigaya and Yukino Yukinoshita are not among the main characters.

In Himekoji's memory, the student council president of Seaside Comprehensive High School was a talkative boy with bizarre hand gestures, but that was after the student council re-election in the following semester. Now, he is at most a vice president. As for why Himekoji became the student council president of Soubu High School instead of someone else, the answer is just as simple.

When Himekoji was promoted to vice president due to her outstanding work ability and was also designated as the next president, he used some tricks to make Shiromaru, who had only been the student council president for a few months, transfer schools helplessly. So, without waiting for the election of the next president, Himekoji directly became the acting president.

Since there were no better candidates, it was only natural to make him a permanent employee.

As for the re-election next semester, he will not give up this position. Even if there is another re-election in the senior year, he does not plan to retire. Instead, he plans to amend the school charter so that he can serve another term. Anyway, Ju is the designated successor, so there is no problem.

Before going to the bathroom, Himekoji sent the emails he had drafted the night before to the secretary of the chairman of the board of directors of the Seaside Comprehensive High School, the student council president, and the student life office (which is roughly the office of Shizuka Hiratsuka's boss). He was using the Soubu High School student council's email address, and they had all left their records with each other, so it was unlikely to be deleted as spam. However, he didn't know when they would reply.

However, Himekoji encountered a minor accident not long after arriving at school in the morning.

"Himekoji-kun, someone is looking for you."

The girl sitting by the door called his name affectionately, but when they saw who it was, all the girls in the classroom, including Yukinoshita, looked a little suspicious. As he walked out the door, Himekoji felt a prickling sensation on his back.

Because the visitor was Touma Kazusa.

She remained aloof, leaning against the door and glancing sideways into the room. As soon as Ji Xiaolu reached the door, she grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the corner of the stairwell without saying a word.

"So, what happened this time?"

Feeling a bit nervous under Kazusa's intense gaze, Himekoji deleted all his emails with Yoko. Even if Kazusa insisted on looking at his phone, it wouldn't work. So, could something have gone wrong with Yoko...?

"What? Why does it feel like I'm here to pick on you every time I come to you?"

Seeing that no one was around, Kazusa dropped her cold facade. Seeing this, Himekoji laughed, only to be scolded by Kazusa: "What are you laughing at, you idiot?"

"Are you planning to come to my house this week too?"