They all have hidden attributes!

"It's very hot." He said with certainty.

"No."

Maya Uesugi's tone was indifferent and lacked energy compared to her usual self.

"Let's take your temperature to prove it."

Makoto Takahashi took a thermometer out of his pocket and handed it to her: "Do you want to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

"Tsk."

Maya Uesugi clicked her tongue dismissively, took the thermometer, and reached out to loosen the tightly tied bow tie at the collar of her black shirt, causing Makoto Takahashi to turn away.

After a beep, her calm voice came through.

"37°C, that can hardly be considered a low-grade fever."

Maya Uesugi put away the electronic thermometer, displaying blatant disdain: "Don't bother me unless it's important. I have work to do today."

"Oh."

Makoto Takahashi picked up the thermometer, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Mayo, the thermometer has a memory function."

"Tsk, unnecessary."

"Am I seeing things? 38.1°"

"..." Uesugi Maya refused to communicate, silently typing on the keyboard to reply to the email.

Makoto Takahashi reached out to her, ran his hand through her long black hair, and grasped the burning nape of her neck:

"I don't know why you equate personal value with achievement, but you believe that as long as you handle the music festival well, they will trust you because of your achievements, right?"

"I don't want to hear your pointless arguments. Facts will prove everything." Uesugi Maya shook her head and shook off his hand with a cold expression, her attitude calm.

"Can't these tasks be given to Leng Zi?"

"You seem to like her quite a bit?"

"It has nothing to do with whether you like her or not, I'm just curious why you don't trust her."

"I'm not in the mood for small talk right now."

She's being a little too stubborn, Makoto Takahashi thought to himself.

Just as he was considering forcibly carrying Uesugi Maya away, she raised her delicate face and looked at him with a blank expression: "Don't worry, I just caught a bit of a chill when I went out this morning, I'll be fine soon, I have confidence in my physical condition."

"Your body knows it's pushing itself to the limit," Makoto Takahashi remarked.

She said she could do it.

"she?"

"My body," Uesugi Maya said seriously.

Oh no, he's started talking nonsense.

"Anyway, let's put on the fever-reducing patch first."

Makoto Takahashi took out a fever-reducing patch from his pocket, tore open the packaging, lifted her hair, and stuck it on her forehead. Taking advantage of Maya Uesugi's lack of awareness, he picked her up around the waist.

"I still have a lot to do today."

Maya Uesugi struggled violently in his arms, even banging her head against his chest, emphasizing in her voice, "Now is not the time to rest."

"Fine, if you don't trust Lengzi, I'll finish your work for you today, okay?"

Makoto Takahashi lowered his eyes and met her gaze with a stern look. After adopting a tough attitude, Maya Uesugi lowered her head and became obedient.

"You can trust me, and you can rely on me."

"..."

"Ex-girlfriend?"

"I understand! Today's work is in my notebook, and this time I'm sticking to my own way." Uesugi Maya finally relented.

"Okay, I won't share it with anyone else, and I won't do any extra work for you."

"I'm not going to the infirmary."

"I borrowed Sachi's rest room. If it's just a cold, you'll feel better after taking medicine and taking a nap. Let Reiko take care of you."

Perhaps it was the thought of being able to take over Tatsumi Yuki's territory that finally softened Uesugi Maya's attitude.

"Yes, I need to keep an eye on her so she doesn't do anything bad."

When she said that, her voice was unexpectedly soft and sweet, sounding a little silly, which was just too cute.

In short, the cat-catching plan went more smoothly than expected.

When Makoto Takahashi carried her to the student council's lounge on the third floor, Reiko Kashima had already laid out a disposable sheet, and there were medicines, a bento box, and hot water.

After handing Uesugi Maya over to Kashima Reiko, Takahashi Makoto returned to the special building, organized his work for the music festival, and then went to Tachimi Yuki's office with his laptop.

Chapter 117 A Battlefield of Bloodshed, A Foreboding Premonition

The rain clouds that had gathered over Tokyo dispersed a little after 11 a.m.

Lemon-colored sunlight streamed into the cedar grove in the courtyard, the emerald green leaves glistening with dewdrops, trembling slightly amidst the sounds of various instruments from the wind ensemble.

In the student council president's office, Makoto Takahashi and Yuki Tachimi sat on either side of the same desk in a "V" shape, listening to pleasant melodies and handling their respective tasks. The scene looked harmonious and natural.

There's no romantic atmosphere; it's mostly just colleagues not bothering each other.

Tachimi Yuki was not satisfied with the atmosphere, but with the cultural festival approaching, members were coming and going in the student council president's office, passing documents and approving miscellaneous matters, making it really unsuitable for intimacy.

When the first cicada chirped, she put down her pen, raised her innocent face to look at Takahashi Makoto, and slightly narrowed her beautiful, azure eyes.

"Cheng-kun, isn't it almost lunchtime?"

"Okay." Makoto Takahashi glanced at the sticky note on the edge of his laptop screen. He still had most of his tasks to complete for the day.

It's amazing that Uesugi Maya dared to assign herself such a heavy workload; she's strict with others, but even more demanding of herself.

“Sometimes I really think that Maya is not rock and roll at all, she doesn’t understand it at all.”

Makoto Takahashi closed his laptop, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

“Achieving results does not necessarily guarantee trust, nor is it necessary to achieve results to gain trust. Interpersonal relationships are very complex.”

"It's Chengjun who doesn't understand. Women are naturally more concerned with their stance than with right or wrong."

Tachibana Yuki stood up with a smile, walked over to him, and naturally sat sideways on Takahashi Makoto's lap:

"Xiaoye's personality is troublesome, isn't it? I can't do anything about it. My younger sister is too foolish. As her older sister, I can't just use harsh reality to teach her how to integrate into society."

The mention of "cold-blooded" suddenly evoked a complex mix of emotions in Makoto Takahashi.

In Japan, student councils wield considerable power, especially at prestigious schools like Tsurumizawa, where a single letter of recommendation is practically equivalent to a guaranteed spot for overseas study. Consequently, the student council president holds a highly influential position.

Moreover, one's academic record during their student years holds a significant place in Japanese social culture.

Considering the above two points, plus the fact that Tachibana Yuki is a young lady from a wealthy family, the student council members were both diligent and humble in front of her, not daring to raise their heads. When they entered the student council president's office, no one straightened their backs.

Throughout the morning, Makoto Takahashi witnessed the young lady's usual way of doing things.

Strict, cold, and merciless, he may not have Hagiwara's sharp tongue, but his icy gaze is even more oppressive, making people feel tense even when doing their own thing.

Now, the aloof young lady sat sideways in his lap, her chest pressed against his, her soft, delicate body exuding a captivating feminine fragrance. Takahashi Makoto's feelings were truly complex.

—It turns out that her gentleness was reserved only for herself.

dong dong——

A knock sounded on the door, and Tachibana Yuki immediately switched to a cold and steady voice: "Come in."

Despite this, she showed no intention of standing up and remained seated on her lap. Takahashi Makoto's expression turned somewhat strange when he realized that the person who came in might be a student council member.

He supported Tachibana Yuki's slender waist, looked up, and saw Kashima Reiko walk into the student council president's office, her gaze unconsciously drifting over:

"Miss, I've brought you lunch boxes."

"Reiko, are you on vacation?" Tachimi Yuki asked with a smile and a sweet voice.

"Yes, I made a bento box this morning."

Kashima Reiko stared at the two of them with an expressionless gaze, then picked up the bento box in her hand.

Makoto Takahashi keenly sensed that the young lady in his arms was in a bad mood.

Yuki Tatsumi understands Reiko Kashima better than anyone else.

In the young lady's eyes, the maid is reserved, cautious, pragmatic, and loyal.

Similarly, Yukiya Tachimi understands Kashima Reiko's stable and slow emotional progress over the past two months better than anyone else.

—After the initial spark of affection, I tested compatibility with limited but continuous companionship, a period of feigned indifference as a test. Now, all that remains is to confirm my feelings.

With a personality like Kashima Reiko's, finding love is extremely difficult.

If she really likes someone, as a childhood friend, I, Tachibana Yuki, will definitely give her my full support.

However, Kashima Reiko harbors romantic feelings for her boyfriend, and while Tatsumi Yuki isn't exactly angry, he's not particularly happy either.

Fortunately, Kashima Reiko hasn't done anything outrageous yet, and Takahashi Makoto is a man of principle.

It's no longer realistic to remove her from the band, and Tachimi Yuki also needs to consider Takahashi Makoto's feelings.

However, ever since Makoto Takahashi got involved in the field of oil painting, the rift between the master and servant has been widening under the influence of Reiko Kashima's untimely romantic relationship.

Sunlight streaming obliquely through the floor-to-ceiling windows cast shadows on the clean wooden floor, placing Tachimi Yuki and Kashima Reiko on either side.

An incurable silence enveloped the student council president's office, and the atmosphere gradually became stagnant.

Meeting Tatsumi Yuki's scrutinizing gaze, Kashima Reiko felt the bento box in her hands become unusually heavy. She only wanted to provide Takahashi Makoto with whatever help she could, but her clumsy mouth couldn't find the right words to express her feelings and loyalty to Tatsumi Yuki.

Before Makoto Takahashi could speak to ease the tension, Yuki Tachimi turned to meet his gaze and asked with a smile, "Makoto-kun, you don't want me to sleep on the sofa, do you?"

"Weren't we just talking about lunch?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"I need to take a nap after lunch, so I'm going to eat at a ryotei (traditional Japanese restaurant) and take a nap while I'm at it. I'll come back in the afternoon."

She stood up, extended her hand to Makoto Takahashi, and tilted her head slightly: "I'd like to eat some tuna."

"I don't like eating raw food."