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

"If I'm not mistaken, you mean the matter tomorrow afternoon, right?"

Himekoji was a little puzzled as to where she got her number, but then she realized that with her charm, she could easily get it from any department head.

"Um... well, although I did promise Kasumigaoka-san, I'm not calling to say I regret it or don't want to go anymore, that's not it. I'm just asking, Himekoji-san, what do you want me to do at such an important meeting? What is my task? Will it be too difficult? Or is there anything I need to prepare or something..."

"Kiso-kun, you don't have to do anything, just go."

"Huh?!"

"In other words, you can do whatever you think is appropriate, and you can also bring up any suggestions you have at the time. Well, whether they will be adopted or not is another matter... Do you think I would make things difficult for you or ask you to do anything?"

"Ugh, because I've always felt something was a little suspicious."

She didn't deny Himekoji's words, and Himekoji didn't think it was a problem either. For a girl who was absolutely confident in her appearance, being suddenly dragged to attend some kind of meeting would make her feel uneasy if she were in her shoes.

"You wouldn't be scared off by my rumors, would you?"

Himekoji remembered the unfounded rumors circulating at school. The most rampant one was about Kasumigaoka being pregnant and crying to her with her pregnancy test results, but that was completely fabricated!

Himekoji has never kissed Kasumigaoka (although Kasumigaoka has kissed his cheek), let alone reached second or third base. He couldn't possibly have the ability to get a girl pregnant from afar!

"I'm sorry, but Kasumigaoka came to discuss it with me personally, so I think you're still trustworthy."

"Really? Then please come to the student council office after your exam tomorrow afternoon, and we'll head out together."

"Okay, I understand, but I have one more small question, is that alright?"

"Go ahead and tell me, I will answer you to the best of my knowledge."

"Hmm... Kasumigaoka-san told me that Kitahara Haruki-san from Class E was also attending this meeting, is that right?"

So he really cares about Kitahara Haruki? Himekoji had always felt that this world was strange. When he was a freshman, Kazusa and Setsuna were already at Soubu High School, but Kitahara Haruki hadn't come. Just when he thought that the world's will couldn't affect Kitahara Haruki, Kitahara suddenly transferred to the school in the second semester of his sophomore year. This made Himekoji have a lot of questions. Fortunately, feelings are not controlled by the world's will, otherwise Himekoji would probably be doomed.

“Kitahara-senpai had been an executive committee member at his previous school, and I think his experience is essential.”

"I see... I understand. Thank you so much for your explanation. See you tomorrow afternoon, Student Council President Himekoji."

Chapter 056 I'll Beat You to Death, [Touma Kazusa] is Enraged

"Just call me Himekoji."

"Okay...then Himekoji-kun?"

"No problem at all. Goodbye, I'm still busy."

Himeko hung up the phone abruptly, leaving Setsuna completely bewildered. In her memory, no boy had ever hung up before she could, and then used an excuse like "I'm still busy" to reply.

"That's really rare, the guy who was on the phone with you actually hung up first."

"That statement is strange from the start, okay? No matter what, I'm just an ordinary girl."

Although Setsuna refuted her brother's claims, she couldn't recall ever having such a thing happen since she got a cell phone; this was the first time.

Himekoji tossed her phone aside and continued playing the violin.

Monday arrived quickly. This week was the week of regular exams. The first exam was math, and the afternoon was English. For Himekoji, he only needed to leave some questions blank to get the points he wanted, so he always answered very quickly. After finishing the English exam in the afternoon, he immediately went to the second music room. Kazusa had arrived even earlier than him. The key that Kazusa had given him was for the second music room. There was a key like this in the student council and the student affairs office.

The music stopped as soon as Himekoji opened the door. The moment he pushed the door open, he was met with a merciless side kick from Kazusa.

She also added a coquettish shout of embarrassment and anger: "Himekoji Haruto, die!"

Himekoji didn't dare to grab Kazusa's kick. He immediately dodged to the side, letting Kazusa miss. He then took the opportunity to slip into the music room and lock the door. Kazusa continued to punch and kick him relentlessly. With his agility and excellent physical fitness, Himekoji dodged left and right, managing to keep Kazusa from touching him even once. The two of them circled around in the second music room.

"Get out! Get out! Die! Die!" Kazusa, exhausted from chasing him, slumped onto the piano, her chest heaving. Her face was flushed with the kind of blush that only comes from extreme shame. She couldn't bear to meet Himekoji's gaze. She stomped her foot hard on the ground, gritted her teeth, clenched her fist, and slowly raised it, saying, "Himekoji Haruto—!! You've seen that painting, haven't you! Die!"

As she spoke, she charged towards Himekoji again.

As for how she knew Himekoji had seen it, it was because before asking Miss Reiko to deliver it, he had also hidden something in the wooden box that only Kazusa and he knew about, so even a fool could figure it out.

This time, Himekoji didn't want to run away either. He grabbed Kazusa's right fist, and Kazusa swung her left fist. Himekoji did the same, but when the two faced each other, he couldn't stop Kazusa's legs at all and had to take the kick.

Hmm, it hurts pretty much.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! What's going on? Why did Aunt Daphne show you that painting?!"

She looked so ashamed she was about to cry. Finally, she gave up attacking Himekoji, and sat down on the piano bench in a huff, turning her head away fiercely.

"Well...it really is beautiful."

Ji Xiaolu brushed the dust off her legs while pretending to look up at the sky.

"You shameless bastard, shut up!"

Kazusa was both angry and embarrassed, but she just couldn't do anything about Himekoji.

"I was pleasantly surprised when I received it yesterday, but when I opened it, I saw what you had tucked inside. Ugh... it made me so angry."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but my mother insisted that I see it, so I had no choice."

“Completely insincere! And Aunt Daphne would never do such a thing, it must be you...you you you…” Kazusa Himekoji turned around and glared at him fiercely, saying, “It must be because you insisted on seeing it that Aunt Daphne had no choice but to show it to you.”

"...These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth."

It seems I'll have to take the blame for this, Ji Xiaolu thought to herself.

"Who would believe something like that!"

"I'm sorry... I'll try to persuade my mother next time not to draw those kinds of pictures for you."

"Shut up, sit down, and play the piano!"

Kazusa stood up, seemingly about to kick Himekoji again, but this time Himekoji wouldn't stay still to take the kick. He quickly dodged and sat behind his piano. Kazusa took a few deep breaths and managed to calm herself down before sitting down.

"If you don't like the personal stuff I put in there, you can just give it back to me."

"Idiot, I threw that embarrassing stuff in the trash long ago. It's probably already in the recycling system. How could I possibly still be carrying it around!"

Kazusa wanted nothing more than to grab the watch next to her and smash it over Himekoji's white head.

Why are you out so early?

"You can't do it at all. You just randomly filled in ABCD and it came out. Your essays are also just randomly spelled out in Roman letters. Do you think everyone is a genius like you?"

"I'm sorry I'm a genius..."

"What kind of answer is that, you idiot? You played the piano!"

Kazusa pressed her hands heavily on the piano keys, and as a starting signal, the two began their duet.

"I had to go to a meeting today, so I went back to the student council office ten minutes after the exam ended."

"Oh, I know."

During the two days that Himekoji stayed at Kazusa's house, he told Kazusa about the changes in the order of the sports festival and the cultural festival, the joint soccer match, and the beauty pageant, etc. Kazusa replied to everything: "Boring! Especially that beauty pageant, it's the most boring one!"

"You usually take the tram home, right?"

Do you think I have a chauffeur-driven car like you? Or do you think I can ride a bicycle at breakneck speed?

"Oh dear... I don't really want to be picked up and dropped off either, but I can't explain it to my mother."

When her mother was mentioned, Kazusa glared at Himekoji again, then closed her eyes completely and refused to look at him again.

The alarm clock went off, and the phone vibrated in Himekoji's pocket. He stopped playing, but Kazusa didn't. Himekoji said, "Sorry, I can only accompany you this far today." Kazusa glared at him angrily and said, "Get out of here if you should. Out of sight, out of mind."

Goodbye, see you tomorrow.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of here!"

So, Himekoji opened the door and left the second music room. Shortly after he left, Kazusa stopped playing, let out a long sigh, closed the piano lid, and slowly leaned over it. The more she thought about the painting, the redder she blushed. She stared intently at the door that wouldn't be opened by anyone else today, muttering softly, "What a huge idiot..."

Chapter 057 We're Off! The [General Armed Forces High-Level Public Relations Team] is All Assembled!

"Sorry everyone, I'm late."

As Ji Xiaolu said this, he pushed open the door and went in. But he wasn't actually late at all. Only the genius young lady, Juya, and her maid, Jasmine, were present. As for the other two who were supposed to go with him, they hadn't arrived yet.

"Please have a seat, President. It's not too late now. Also, how are we going to get there today? As far as I know, you have someone driving you home every day, right?"

“You’re the same way,” Himekoji rolled her eyes at him, took a deep breath, and said, “Let’s keep a low profile and take the tram. The community center is just a hundred meters away from the ‘Community Center Library’ stop.”

“Okay, then we’ll do as the chairman says.” After saying that, Ju also instructed Jasmine, “Jasmine, have the driver wait near the community center today.”

"Yes, Lord Juye."

Jasmine bowed slightly and then took out her phone to send an email. Just then, there was a knock on the door of the student council office.

"Sorry to bother you."

As Yukina spoke, she slowly pushed open the door, and Kitahara Haruki followed behind her, looking slightly awkward.

Ogiso Setsuna was someone Himekoji didn't know at all, but they had exchanged a few words. After all, she always caused all sorts of trouble, leading some people to end up in the student council office with her. However, it seemed that such things never happened again after Himekoji entered her second year.

Since the student council members this time weren't as familiar as the juniors from previous schools, Kitahara Haruki naturally wouldn't just throw her bag to Jasmine or Mariya. She simply stood up straight and walked in, standing side by side with Setsuna.

"Very well, since you two are both here, let's not delay. Juye, Jasmine, please introduce yourselves."

Himekoji jumped up from her chair without any pretense, waved, and walked down the steps to stand next to them. Mariya and Jasmine also got up and walked over one after the other. Mariya elegantly lifted her skirt and bowed her head first, saying, "Greetings, I am Mariya Gidou from Class B, first year, and the current vice president of the student council. I hope you two seniors will take good care of me."

"Hello, this is Shioji Jasmine, also a first-year student in Class B. I am currently the accountant. Please take care of me."

After straightening up, Jasmine bowed her head, lifted her skirt, and introduced herself.

"You two are both true heiresses, aren't you? That's wonderful..." Yukina paused for a moment as she spoke, then quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm Yukina Kogiso from Class 3-A. I'm very happy to be able to attend this meeting with everyone. I'm so glad I could be of help!"

"Hello, I'm Kitahara Haruki from Class 3-E. I hope this will be helpful to you all."

Kitahara nodded to both Asahi and Jasmine.

“Oh, by the way, to avoid any misunderstandings, let me just say this,” Jasmine said, spreading one hand out to Mariya with a blank expression, “I’m not some rich young lady, just Mariya-sama’s maid.”

"A maid...do you bring a maid to school?"

Kitahara felt his eyelids twitching uncontrollably, while Setsuna's face was filled with longing, but Himekoji felt that the expression was a bit fake.

"Kiso-kun, can you feel a little more at ease now?" Himekoji casually stretched out a hand to Mariya and said, "This trip also involves some super cute girls who are just as good as you."

Although Mariko is a bit short, her bust size is definitely on par with Setsuna's, and she might even rival Kazusa's.

"Hey... President, don't suddenly praise me in front of others."

Ju Ye shyly twisted her body, and Ji Xiaolu's heart skipped a beat. She had almost forgotten that Ju Ye was a boy.

"Don't worry?" Kitahara looked at her, somewhat surprised, and said, "What are you worried about, Kogiso-san?"