They all have hidden attributes!

"Aye, I know you really want to fight her, so I won't help her."

“If a woman meets a kind person, she should leave, because she still has a shred of conscience.” Uesugi Maya remained restless.

"I also want to ask, Fujiwara-senpai, when are you planning to tell me the details about your boyfriend?"

Makoto Takahashi isn't stupid. Ai Fujiwara has been vague, seemingly waiting for a strong promise, and is clearly hiding some little secret.

"Shin-gu, she...her family runs a tofu shop, they're definitely not poor, just of average means."

Is this a problem stemming from family background and the tofu shop?

In Japanese, the pronunciations of "he" and "she" are different, so Ai Fujiwara would obviously not make such a basic slip of the tongue.

"Her?" Takahashi Makoto confirmed.

“It’s a second-rate script now.” Uesugi Maya’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Fujiwara Ai lowered her head, gripping the hem of her skirt tightly at her knees: "I know this is unconventional, but it's legal to get married abroad now."

“They want to be blessed by God, Avatar, Pharaoh, and most importantly, by their families.”

Uesugi Maya's sarcasm finally enraged Fujiwara Ai, who suddenly stood up, clenched her fists, and looked like she wanted to hit someone.

This reaction was exactly what Uesugi Maya wanted. She believed that as long as she had a direct confrontation with Fujiwara Ai, Takahashi Makoto would no longer bother with this mess.

Maya Uesugi reached into the pocket of her pleated skirt, where she found a compass and a craft knife. Makoto Takahashi couldn't help but wonder if she used to get into fights often.

Probably not, since Tachimi Yuki has been taking care of her all along.

"A-Ye, come to my room tonight."

Makoto Takahashi spoke with an air of authority, but in reality, he was making a deal with Maya Uesugi: he wanted her to behave, because it was embarrassing to not be able to control the cat.

"Besides, this is a student council matter, and as the acting president, you should help out."

"They are lucky; even if they are not understood, they can still receive respect—the most basic respect for humanity."

Uesugi Maya backed down, reverting to her usual cold tone, and asked Fujiwara Ai, who was looking down at her, "What are your plans?"

"No."

I guessed so.

"You—with a personality as awful as yours, no wonder nobody likes you." Fujiwara Ai was quite angry, but she remained polite and didn't swear.

"Ha, is that really so?" Uesugi Maya sneered disdainfully, her caramel-colored eyes glancing sideways at Takahashi Makoto.

"I quite like Yoru, and also, Fujiwara-senpai."

Makoto Takahashi took a sip of hot tea and said calmly, "I don't know anything about your family's affairs. Without Aya's help, I can't do anything."

In truth, Maya Uesugi might not know much either, but he had to say it that way.

As expected, Maya Uesugi finally abandoned her indifferent attitude and took on the demeanor of a student council president:

"Fujiwara-senpai, I remember your grandfather is still alive, right?"

"Yes."

Does he know?

"I don't know yet, and I don't dare to bother the old lady."

Hearing Fujiwara Ai say this, Uesugi Maya rested her chin on her hand, looking troubled, and turned to Takahashi Makoto: "If it doesn't interfere with baking cream puffs tonight, I'll help you solve this tricky problem."

“Partners of justice don’t negotiate.” Makoto Takahashi sighed helplessly.

Let Haki Night turn into a cream puff in the morning and evening.

Chapter 201 "Rope and Flesh"

After school, Makoto Takahashi and Maya Uesugi met in the noisy corridor and headed to the student council together.

Sunlight cast bare tree branch shadows on the courtyard pavement. A cold wind blew by, and Uesugi Maya tightened her white scarf, her long black hair swaying gently.

"Aya, I've been thinking about something all afternoon."

Takahashi Makoto walked beside her, speaking casually: "Is Fujiwara-senpai and her girlfriend really in love? What if they're just playing around? We've just wasted our time."

"Even if they are truly in love, they may not receive a decent return."

Ignoring Uesugi Maya's cold words, Takahashi Makoto continued to ask, "Is there any way to be sure they are truly in love? That's how it is in movies; you have to pass a test to gain the favor of the gods."

"No, but I can tell you something you don't know."

"what?"

“I got the information from Fujiwara: Jingu Mieko, 18 years old, junior high school graduate, female Go player, holding the Women's Go Throne title.”

"Shogi?" Takahashi Makoto asked in surprise.

"Yes."

Seeing that Uesugi Maya nodded, he pondered for a moment and suggested, "How about we go see her before dinner?"

"No way to contact you."

"Just ask Fujiwara-senpai for it."

"Why don't you go?" Uesugi Maya asked, her brows furrowed.

Makoto Takahashi spread his hands, looking helpless: "Sachi certainly doesn't want me to have too many female contacts, and you don't want that either, right?"

The real purpose, of course, was to have Uesugi Maya win over Fujiwara Ai's favor and make Fujiwara Ai understand who was tirelessly helping her solve her problems.

Although Maya Uesugi dislikes interacting with people, she had no choice but to take out her phone and reluctantly make the contact, given how much Makoto Takahashi had said.

Arriving at the student council and stepping onto the third-floor corridor, Makoto Takahashi saw the young lady, who had just woken up from her afternoon nap, push open her door and lazily walk out of the lounge.

"Aya, the student council is in your hands now."

He said something to Uesugi Maya, walked over, put his arm around Tachimi Yuki's shoulder and led her into the lounge, where they sat down on the bed.

"Chengjun, did you do something wrong? You look guilty."

With a seductive gesture, Tachimi crossed her legs, squinted her eyes like a fox from an Inari shrine, and her golden hair gave off a luminous feeling.

"I'd like to ask if I can go home a little later tonight. I'm going to meet a female Go player with Aya."

Although Tachimi Yuki should feel at ease going out with Uesugi Maya, Takahashi Makoto still made extra preparations.

He took out an exquisite box from his pocket, reached out and handed it to Tachibana Yuki, who opened it. The magnificent sapphire brooch sparkled, making her gaze appear even more profound.

"The Vanderbilt sapphire brooch, which I obtained by trading an oil painting. This kind of royal heirloom is worthy of you. I'll entrust it to you for safekeeping for now, and later, after I've mastered carving, I'll use it to make an engagement ring."

Tachibana Yuki carefully picked up the brooch with two fingers, held it up to the sunlight to examine it closely, and a sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her lips: "Don't keep me waiting too long, okay?"

"I'm already researching where to propose."

"All you do is talk a good game."

Seeing her put the brooch back in the box and carefully tuck it into her winter coat pocket, Takahashi Makoto lowered his head to inhale the soft, delicate fragrance and took the opportunity to ask:

What do you think about Fujiwara-senpai's situation?

"There is absolutely no proper solution, and I simply don't want to get involved."

"So, based on what you know about Fujiwara-senpai, are they serious?"

Tachikawa raised his left hand, examined the velvety sapphire on his middle finger ring, and after a moment of thought, slowly spoke:

"Everything is relative. Everyone has priorities in their heart. Whether someone is serious or not depends on how much they are willing to give up."

This theory is very much in line with the young lady's personality. She once used the "King" and "Queen" in chess as examples to say something similar.

“Chengjun, for me, my happiest memory is playing chess with my father, which is why I love playing chess.”

"But my father has passed away, so it doesn't matter if I give up chess. What I love most now is archery and being with you. I can give up something that was important to me before. Is that clear enough?"

As she said this, Tachibana Yuki tilted her head back, her deep blue eyes looking at him with an endearing gaze, her beautiful face strongly attracting Takahashi Makoto's attention.

What an adorable girlfriend!

She makes you want to cherish her.

Makoto Takahashi's gaze fell on her moist pink lips. He slowly lowered his head and was about to kiss Yuki Tachimi when a crisp knocking sound came from the door, shattering the ambiguous atmosphere.

bang bang-

The two turned to look in the direction the voice came from. Uesugi Maya stood in the corridor outside the lounge, her eyes sharp, her face cold as she said:

"The administration office hasn't sent any documents, so you can leave now."

Ah Ye, you can't do this. I'm just looking for an excuse to bully you.

Thinking to himself, Makoto Takahashi lowered his head and pecked Yuki Tachibana's pink lips, then stood up: "Then let's set off first."

"Okay~ Go home early." Tachibana Yuki smiled and waved goodbye, but his eyes were dangerously gloomy.

Haki Night, Danger!

It seemed that she wouldn't give up until she cried, and Makoto Takahashi had this inexplicable premonition.

"Did you arrange to meet?" he asked Uesugi Maya.

“They have time, so we'll meet in Chiyoda. Fujiwara will be there too, as they're planning to visit Fujiwara's grandfather.”

"Who?"

“Nobuo Fujiwara retired a few years ago and now calls himself a writer.” Maya Uesugi’s voice suddenly turned cold.

Perhaps it's because she's a writer that she has some reservations about Fujiwara, who calls himself a writer?

Completely bewildered, Takahashi Makoto walked out of the student council building and, seeing that Uesugi Maya still had no intention of explaining why she had such a disdainful attitude, asked curiously:

"You have a big problem with this Fujiwara Nobuo? Is he a light novel writer?"

Japanese mainstream literature looks down on light novels and light literature.

"I have no problem with light novels, but it's outrageous that some scoundrels have the nerve to call themselves authors."

Maya Uesugi turned her head and glared fiercely at Makoto Takahashi, her delicate face chillingly cold: "Rope and Flesh, just from the name, I can tell it's a filthy work, just like the light novels you like, scum."

Judging from the name, it's probably a work that involves binding a beautiful woman with ropes to make her look like a ham.

"Ahem, I just like pure love 18+ works, it has nothing to do with whether or not I'm a younger sister type."