Tokyo Soft Rice King.

"To be honest, most men are obsessed with looks and body shape. If you're a beautiful girl like class monitor, you can be treated however you want."

"Aren't you like this, wise ruler?"

"I... I didn't agree to this because the class monitor is a beautiful girl."

This answer pleased Anri Hitomi greatly, and she once again expressed her feelings with a kiss, the moist color of her lips making her signature smile appear even more glamorous.

“I’m glad to hear you say that.”

She happily took Kuroba Akira's hand, intertwined their fingers, and placed it on her chest as if it were a precious treasure.

"This is the first time I've ever borrowed someone else's hand... Although they are both hands, the way Myeongjun's hand feels completely different from mine. It's really amazing."

"Uh……"

"Why do you look so surprised? My lord, I'm a girl too, so it's perfectly normal to have those kinds of desires, okay?"

"I'm not wondering about that... I mean, would it be alright if I could use your hand?"

"Does Your Majesty believe that, given our relationship, we shouldn't do such a thing?"

"..."

Kuroba Akira didn't know what kind of expression to make.

The class monitor is really something; she always gets straight to the point... hitting the nail on the head.

That is to say, perhaps all of my thoughts were within her expectations.

"Silence means consent, but I also think it's a bit too much. So, my lord, can you guess why I still did it? I don't do this kind of thing to just anyone, you know?"

"Actually, I was just about to say this, but you told me not to rush into making a decision..."

"Because you need to carefully compare them in your mind before you can know which one is better, right?"

"..."

As expected, the class monitor does all sorts of things just to compete with Ziyin.

Therefore, the class monitor's behavior escalated step by step, from pouncing on him and hugging him, to kissing him, and then to getting to know him inside and out...

Kuroba Akira was currently using the class president's academic ability, so she couldn't control her expression very well. The class president could usually tell how far things had progressed between her and Shion just by looking at their facial expressions.

At the same time, she was also confirming her relationships, what kind of relationship she had with Ziyin, and what kind of relationship she would develop with the class monitor.

Kuroba Akira's mind was in turmoil. He was actually starting to lean towards the class president, but he felt that his younger brother was probably influencing his decision more than halfway.

But the reason why I feel reluctant to part with Shion is because I am attached to her beauty.

In the end, there was hardly any emotion involved; it was all just the vulgar lust of men…

No... actually, there are some.

Although it was a small thing, I still had feelings for them.

Fragments of memories flashed through my mind.

That was... at the school gate, when she smiled and said to herself, 'Only the color, I guessed wrong,' while she was still holding her still-warm underwear in her hand.

That was... at the abandoned shrine, when I said to her, 'Then give me half of your future.' Her dull eyes regained their light.

At those times, a deep, soul-stirring emotion also stirred within Kuroba Akira.

It was this feeling that made it impossible for him to compare the two of them.

While Kuroba Akira was lost in thought again, Anri Hitomi came to the coffin and spoke.

"Although it's not obvious right now, we're in the classroom where we usually have classes, and this should be the teacher's platform."

"Um……"

"If you think about it this way, we were actually doing something incredible on the teacher's platform in the classroom just now... Imagine that scene, doesn't it feel exciting?"

"..."

Kuroba Akira's mind was already filled with images of his usual classes, with himself and the class monitor standing on the podium, kissing and touching each other...

"Hehe, Mingjun, you're getting excited too, aren't you? As expected, human emotions are quite peculiar; just by changing your imagined perspective, you can gain a unique feeling from them."

"..."

Change your perspective...

Akira Kuroba realized that he had actually changed his perspective under the guidance of the class president.

Of course, I don't mean the delusion of rubbing hands with the class monitor in a normal classroom, but rather that my views on the class monitor and Ziyin have also changed.

Originally, Kuroba Akira was only seeking value from them, how much benefit they could bring him, and of course, physical pleasure was also included in it.

However, he now realizes that what he wants from them is not just these things... but something more abstract.

"I will not tell anyone what happened here today, because I hope it will become a memory that belongs only to a wise ruler."

Anri Hitomi returned to Kuroba Akira's side, took his hand, and then guided it to touch her upper lip and lower lip.

"This kind of slightly cheesy feeling, when I think about it, makes me want to touch my lips with my fingers, and this place... a special memory."

Finally, she tiptoed once more and gave him a long kiss, then took Kuroba Akira's hand and led him out of the dark red haunted house.

"Let's go get some bento boxes together."

"Um……"

As they were about to leave the haunted house, Anri Hitomi seemed to remember something and took the white pantyhose she had just used as a handkerchief from her skirt pocket and handed it to Kuroba Akira.

"Oh, by the way, this sock is for you, Mingjun."

"Yes... I will keep it safe."

Kuroba Akira accepted the white stockings with a stain in the middle, and using the spot where her scent and stain were preserved as the center, rolled the entire stocking into a ball and stuffed it into her pocket.

I've acquired another new collectible.

If it were a weakness, one piece of leverage would be enough... So this is clearly unrelated to a transaction; it's simply a gift given to oneself for 'use'.

Speaking of gifts, Akira Kuroba then remembered the thing around his neck.

"By the way, class monitor, what's this?"

Kuroba Akira felt the metal chain used to pretend to strangle him when the squad leader tackled him into the coffin.

Only after leaving the haunted house was he able to see clearly that it was actually a silver necklace that shimmered with a silvery light.

"It's a gift for you."

"Oh...a necklace?"

Kuroba Akira never wears any jewelry or rings, not even a watch, and this is the first time someone has given him jewelry.

Oh, right, when Takanashi first received the key to his house, he also wore it around his neck like this.

That being said, what does it mean when a girl gives a boy a necklace?

If it's in Chinese, it's easy to understand. The word for necklace sounds like "to fall in love," so giving a necklace to someone you like is a subtle way of confessing your feelings.

But the class monitor is Japanese, so she probably doesn't understand Chinese.

In Japan, giving a necklace is considered somewhat unlucky, given the high suicide rate.

Combined with the class monitor's skit just now, it really seemed like he was being asked to die...

I don't think so, after all, things took a turn for the worse after that, and I still have the aftertaste in my mouth.

Kuroba Akira wanted to take off the necklace to take a closer look, but after feeling around it, he discovered that the necklace didn't have a clasp.

"Huh? What a peculiar necklace... It's just a simple loop..."

Most necklaces have clasps, but this one doesn't, so you have to take it off your head to wear it.

No wonder this necklace looks so loose, it can hang right down to my chest.

“Hmm, pendants are too conspicuous. I don’t think you, Mingjun, would like that type. Besides, you can hang whatever you want to hang in the future.”

"I see……"

Like tying a tie for Kuroba Akira, Anri Hitomi tucked the necklace back into his collar, so that it was close to his skin and his heart.

"This is called a snake bone chain. It's very strong. Just like before, even if you strangle someone to death, it won't break."

"This description is both reliable and terrifying..."

My neck feels cool... Actually, it is because it is metal, so it does feel a bit cool.

"But... why did you suddenly give me a gift?"

First, we can rule out birthdays. Kuroba Akira's birthday is in June, June 10th, and Kuroba Akira doesn't remember mentioning his birthday to the class president.

"It doesn't seem like today is a holiday."

Could it be that some strange holidays have been added to this world?

Anri Hitomi asked indifferently.

"Does exchanging gifts only have meaning on holidays? There's Christmas and New Year's Day every year; exchanging gifts on those days doesn't necessarily leave a deep impression, does it?"

"really……"

"So, wise ruler, let us work together to make today a meaningful day that we will remember for a lifetime."

Hitomi Anri had been looking forward to and preparing for her date at the cultural festival for a long time.

"……Um."

Kuroba Akira smiled back at the class monitor's smile.

Let's put our heavy hearts aside for now and enjoy the lively atmosphere of the cultural festival with our class monitor.

Hitomi Anri left her lunchbox in the Literature and Art Club's activity room, so the two of them went to the club building together and had lunch in the activity room.

It was the same feeding play as usual, though that's what I wanted to say, but this time Anri Hitomi's chopsticks only reached towards herself, because the next move wouldn't require chopsticks.

Since there were only the two of them in the arts department's activity room, the method of feeding them was upgraded and became a word-of-mouth tradition.

The food in the bento box is coated with a special mirin from Hitomi Anri, and comes with a mixing service, which completely changes the taste and texture.

They're clearly not lovers...

The two, however, were so engrossed in absorbing the nutrients... savoring each other's flavors.