Tokyo Soft Rice King.

But Kuroba Akira and Anri Hitomi's hands were already clasped together, their fingers intertwined, palms pressed together, tightly holding each other.

“If you, Mingjun, are simply interested in dancing, I can teach you step by step.”

"No need... Just as you said, I do prefer watching others dance."

"If there's a chance in the future, I'll dance for you alone, my wise ruler, then?"

That's fantastic.

Kuroba Akira was already imagining what the class president would look like in her dance costume.

Her ballet moves must be so graceful...

"Which kind of dance would you like to see, Your Majesty? Otaku dance? Pole dance? Or striptease?"

"Is it really like this?!"

I never imagined it would be this kind of dance!

That's too cesium!

The class monitor is absolutely right when he says he's also a horny guy!

Although I could already tell from the style of her underwear that the class monitor was a closet pervert, she wasn't going to hide it from me at all now.

"Class monitor, you can even dance like this...?"

"Of course I can't dance now, but if you want to see it, my lord, I can start practicing now. That way, it can be considered a dance just for you."

Even the reason I learned to dance was for you.

"I feel flattered..."

"Then it's a date! After I've finished practicing, let's go to karaoke together, okay?"

"Alright, I'll play along to the end."

The first day of the cultural festival is coming to an end, and we have fulfilled our promise to visit the festival together.

So the two made a new agreement.

Once one agreement is fulfilled, a new one is made, and so on, one after another, the agreements continue indefinitely...

"The performance seems to be starting soon... Ah, I see Shiori and Momo."

"Oh, I saw them too. Are they looking for us?"

"That should be true... but today, Your Majesty belongs only to me."

"Um……"

Kuroba Akira lowered his head subconsciously, then quickly raised it again, his eyes filled with a mixture of joy and shyness, as if he couldn't bear such pampering.

Music started playing.

The student band's performance began.

……

On the outermost edge of the temporary stage, Moe Aizono and Shiori Shirai were searching for the other two members of the Literature Club.

To prevent them from getting separated, Aizen Moe and Shirai Shiori held hands.

After searching around without finding it, and with more and more students gathering around, the two decided to stop searching and watch the performance from the outside.

Aizono Moe squeezed her best friend's hand and said with a smile after Shirai Shiori looked over.

“Hitomi and Kuroba-kun…it seems they’re not here…That’s great, Shiori.”

"What's so good about it... I don't understand what you're talking about, Mengmeng."

Shiori Shirai replied with a touch of arrogance, but she was actually relieved inside.

But then I thought, if the two of them aren't here, then they must have gone somewhere else to secretly 'meet,' and most likely to a private place where no one else is around.

In that case, anything could happen to those two... Shiori Shirai's fantasies ran wild once again, making her blush and her heart race with the thought.

But this time was different from before. Previously, it was just about sensual pleasure that excited me, but now it was mixed with a sense of humiliation of being 'taken away,' which, combined with the original excitement, turned into a more unique kind of stimulation...

Suddenly, Shiori Shirai seemed to understand those novels that used "netoru" as their core selling point.

I've come to understand a new kind of feeling... but this doesn't seem quite right, does it?

This kind of torment and twisted feeling, as if one has sacrificed something important and then fallen into utter madness... is definitely not a normal emotion.

Shiori Shirai quickly shook her head, trying to banish all the delusions and dark emotions from her mind, when she happened to see Moe Aizono looking at the students dancing around the campfire with an envious gaze.

"Mengmeng, do you want to go dancing?"

Actually, it wasn't that no one invited them just now, but they all turned them down.

When Shiori Shirai puts on a stern face, her icy aura is enough to scare away boys, and she won't let other boys get close to her soft and cute side.

However, this time, when Shirai Shiori was about to stand up for her best friend who was not good at dealing with boys, Aizono Moe surprisingly refused on her own.

This surprised Shiori Shirai.

Although Shiori Shirai had sensed a change in Akira Kuroba since Aizono started illustrating her light novels, she hadn't expected it to be so obvious.

Originally, only her physical dimensions were growing rapidly year by year, but her spirit did not keep up with her physical growth, and she remained a little girl.

However, she has also grown emotionally, probably because of the influence of the only boy in the literature and art department.

Has Momo gradually stopped needing her protection...? While feeling gratified, Shiori Shirai also felt a touch of loneliness.

Perhaps it's time for me to let go.

"Huh? Oh, no, I... I'm not suited for dancing..."

"It has nothing to do with whether it's suitable or not. If you want to jump, then jump. If you're worried that you won't jump well, I can accompany you, although I've never jumped before."

"...Shiori is really amazing, she can do what she thinks of..."

Aiyuan Moe's lips curled up slightly, forming a bitter smile.

"I don't want to dance... I just envy them... for being able to boldly express their individuality..."

"Mengmeng, you can do it too, it's just a matter of whether you want to or not."

"Yes...maybe I can start over and do what I want to do..."

Aiyuan Moe's face was full of sincerity, and her eyes were slightly red, traces of emotions welling up in her eyes.

"Shiori... I've never been able to tell you this properly before... but I'm really, really grateful to you... I don't know what I would have become if you weren't by my side..."

"Mengmeng..."

"Thank you, Shiori. Let's stay together forever."

"Hmm... As long as you still need me, Mengmeng, I will not let go of your hand."

It seems... it's not time to let go yet.

Shiori Shirai decided to hold his hand a little longer.

……

"My Lord, what do you think of Shiori and Moe Moe?"

"Uh? So? Do you mean my opinion of them? Or their relationship?"

"The biggest hidden danger between Mengmeng and Shiori, the hedgehog effect, has been resolved by you, Myo-jun, so there is nothing to worry about between them."

Although at the same time, you, wise ruler, have also become a 'new hidden danger'... Anri Hitomi did not say this aloud.

"I know, Your Majesty values ​​them very much."

"Well... because they are all genuine geniuses."

"So you value them more than me."

"Uh! No! I just..."

“I know, because you, as a wise ruler, can see their talents.”

Oh my god, did the class monitor already find out?

"...When did you find out, class monitor?"

"After all, you always try to find opportunities to look at other people's palms. Palm reading is just an excuse, right? Although I don't know what you can actually see, your attitude changes very obviously every time you look at it."

"I see... Actually, this is an ability I acquired by chance."

Now that the class monitor already knows, there's no need to hide it anymore. Besides, since we've already decided to start a business together with her, it's time to tell her.

So, Kuroba Akira told the class monitor about the cheat he possessed.

Aside from his fellow transmigrators in Kobayashi's family, this was the first time he had told the locals about his cheat ability, and Anri Hitomi became his first target.

"I see... Can you see specific talents and levels of proficiency... That's an amazing ability."

"...I've disappointed you, haven't I?"

"No, it's just that after getting the answer, I understood a lot of things... For example, the reason why you, Mingjun, are not interested in me is indeed because I lack talent."

"No! Class monitor, you're talented too!"

Besides, it's not that I'm not interested in you!

Right now, I feel... towards you...!

"Don't get excited, my lord. I don't actually care whether I have talent or not... It's just that in the process of getting along with you, I gradually realized that I am actually a very boring person because I don't have anything that can be called a dream."

"A dream..."

"Yes, I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do step by step, following the path that's been planned for me... But even so, I now have things I want to do, which is why I'm investing in your business, Myung-kun?"

The class monitor's goal is definitely not to make money.

Making money is just a way to escape the control of the Anri family.

So, what is it that the class monitor really wants to do?

Under Kuroba Akira's curious gaze, Anri Hitomi confessed her feelings to him.

"What I want to do is help you, wise ruler, accomplish what you want to do."

"Uh... I just want to make money..."