They all have hidden attributes!

Maya Uesugi raised her neck slightly and said "self" three times in a row, her tone firm and composed, which suddenly reminded Makoto Takahashi that she was a female writer.

Writers, musicians, artists, and similar people are mostly more introverted.

Just as Takahashi was about to ask her more about her thoughts and beliefs, the office door opened slightly from the outside.

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw that Tachibana Yuki was carrying two lunch boxes and walking into the club activity room.

Sunlight streamed in through the side window, illuminating her short, golden hair and making it sparkle. A gentle smile graced her pure face, even her beautiful blue eyes and the corners of her eyes seemed to radiate joy.

As Tachibana Yuki stepped closer, her black pleated skirt swayed, and soft, elastic white stockings revealed glimpses of her skin, the fleshy look just right.

Upon seeing Tachibana Yuki suddenly appear in the clubroom, Uesugi Maya's eyes immediately turned cold, and the previously relaxed atmosphere in the clubroom suddenly became tense.

As if he hadn't seen her hostile expression, Tachibana Yuki completely ignored Uesugi Maya, pulled out a chair, and sat down next to Takahashi Makoto.

"Cheng-kun, this is Leng-zi's application to join the club."

She placed the lunchbox on the table, took out a folded application form from her pocket, placed it next to Takahashi Makoto, and said with a smile:

"I've really reduced her workload quite a bit. Sigh~ I'll handle the new student council setup all by myself. Without Lengzi's help, I really don't know what to do."

He was a little unaccustomed to being addressed by his name so directly.

Takahashi Makoto ignored her hints about helping out in the student council and handed his membership application to the cold-faced Uesugi Maya across from him.

"Captain Uesugi, now that we have a drummer, what are your plans for the future?"

“That depends on what kind of malicious thoughts she has.” Uesugi Maya frowned.

"Xiaoye, that's really rude of you to say that."

Yuki Tachibana propped her head up with one hand, casually pushing a bento box next to Makoto Takahashi, a sly glint in her beautiful blue eyes:

“I really like Cheng-kun, and I’m planning to buy the apartment he’s currently living in and give it to him.”

Upon hearing this, both Makoto Takahashi and Maya Uesugi froze on the spot.

Even knowing that Tatsumi Yuki is incredibly wealthy, hearing her casually offer an apartment as a gift still leaves one feeling bewildered.

Or perhaps "[unexpected]" would be a more appropriate word to describe it.

At only 18 years old, he already owns a house in Tokyo; his future looks promising.

"Are you serious?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"The contract is ready. Let me show you the electronic version first."

As she spoke, Tachikami Yuki took out her phone and sent him an email with the contract, along with a brief explanation:

“In addition to the transfer, there is also a management contract. The apartment will be in your name, and other miscellaneous matters will be handled by a dedicated person, whether it is taxes, maintenance, or fire insurance.”

Makoto Takahashi put down his chopsticks, took out his phone, and glanced at the contents. The fact that the apartment was under his name was definitely not a lie.

He looked up and met Uesugi Maya's caramel-colored eyes, admitting helplessly, "You're right. There are too many things that humans cannot challenge, and people's hearts and morals are too easily corrupted by money."

Compared to the apartment in Mejiro 2-chome, Toshima Ward, croquettes don't taste as good at all.

"I suggest you ask about the cost."

Maya Uesugi gave her a disdainful look, but there was no condemnation in her tone: "I understand how tempting this is for you, but please stay rational."

"As for the price—" Tachimi Yuki's gaze remained fixed on Takahashi Makoto, who had turned his head, as he pretended to ponder, dragging out his sweet voice at the end.

After a moment's hesitation, she said as if she had just made a decision:

"It should be written in the contract that on the days I stay at the academy for lunch, if Cheng-kun doesn't have anything urgent to do, he must have lunch with me."

"What's the definition of 'important'?" Uesugi Maya pressed.

"Does it matter?" Tachimi Yuki asked Takahashi Makoto.

She knew her strengths all too well; in terms of financial resources, no one in the Tokyo metropolitan area could match the Tatsumi family.

Compared to an apartment, the lunch break time on school days for two consecutive years is nothing.

Such an exaggerated exchange condition, full of tension, would probably be irresistible to anyone except Tao Yuanming, who refused to "bow down for five pecks of rice."

Makoto Takahashi had to admit that he had been too arrogant yesterday.

"Is there a breach of contract clause?" Uesugi Maya asked calmly.

"Xiaoye can help find a lawyer to interpret it, and adding a clause that allows you to be a witness would also be helpful."

Tachimi Yuki took a piece of chocolate from the pocket of her pleated skirt, grabbed Takahashi Makoto's hand, and stuffed it into his hand:

"If you agree, come to the student council office after school. Also, I heard that the top gold prize for this group exhibition has been decided to be awarded to the genius from the Shiraishi family, so Makoto-kun needs to make a decision quickly."

After saying that, she got up and walked out of the office with light, airy steps, the lingering delicate floral fragrance slowly swirling around her.

Tachikami Yuki didn't need a quick answer; he was given ample time to consider.

Looking at the chocolate in his hand, Makoto Takahashi realized that Tachibana Yuki's method of binding was like the chocolate that appeared occasionally, sometimes frequently, sometimes occasionally, inexplicably making people take it for granted, which was truly terrifying.

If you can't resist the temptation of an apartment, you'll inevitably be unwilling to give it up because of the hassle of managing it and paying taxes.

Sensing his predicament, Uesugi Maya pondered for a moment, then tapped the table with her bent knuckles, producing a dull sound to draw Takahashi Makoto's attention back.

Even if we only consider the art aspect, I wouldn't recommend you reject it.

She tried to remain objective and analyzed the situation rationally, saying, "But I don't recommend that you agree directly. If you're not good at negotiating, I can go to the student council with you tonight to discuss the terms."

Maya Uesugi did not want to see Makoto Takahashi, under the influence of Yuki Tachimi, go down a different path and lose the purity and power that attracted her.

"You mean—" Takahashi Makoto looked up at her, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Isn't this a common thing? Women maintain a subtle distance from those who like them in order to enjoy a comfortable life."

Maya Uesugi nodded in confirmation of his thoughts, her delicate face looking somewhat cold: "I can play the bad guy for you; the highest gold award is very important to you."

“You’re still as self-important as when we first met.” Makoto Takahashi shook his head in refusal, put down his phone, picked up his chopsticks, and continued eating his lunch.

He himself didn't have an answer in his heart about whether he wanted to become an artist; a gold medal was nothing important to him.

As for the idea of ​​making Tatsumi Yuki a "simp," Takahashi Makoto instinctively felt repulsed.

Unlike the incident this morning, Nekoya Hina did mention Furuta to her and that she had helped her, so Furuta Ayako should naturally do something small for Nekoya Hina as well.

In this incident, he only acted as a reminder, rather than intentionally disciplining Ayako Furuta to do trouble for him.

Uesugi Maya's intention was clearly to discipline Tachibana Yuki, and she was happy to be an accomplice.

These two things are completely different in nature.

Of course, if Tachibana Yuki insists on coming over... probably not, right? After all, she's a young lady from a wealthy family.

“I cannot agree with your ideas,” Takahashi Seiji said firmly.

Seeing that he refused her help, Uesugi Maya felt a mix of emotions.

It was precisely because Takahashi Makoto made such a choice that she felt attracted to him, but his idealism was too pure, even somewhat out of touch with reality.

"What do you plan to do?" she asked coldly.

"It's hard to refuse," Makoto Takahashi admitted.

He had previously learned that although the apartment he was currently living in was only about 60 square meters, its market price was as high as 3000 million yen.

Maya Uesugi rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

After a while, when Makoto Takahashi opened the bento box left by Sachi Tachimi, she suddenly said, "Send the contract to my email. I have time this afternoon to review it for you."

"Thank you."

"Also, I'd like to discuss with you about paying for our friendship in another way."

Upon hearing this, Makoto Takahashi looked slightly surprised: "If you win the archery competition, are you still planning to continue paying the friend fee?"

"The outcome of the match is too uncertain. I will give you an answer after the match."

How do you plan to pay?

I will give you an answer in a few days.

Maya Uesugi swallowed another sip of coffee, and before he could speak, she predicted, "I don't want to hear stupid things like [that you don't need to pay a friend fee if you become true friends]."

"Okay." Makoto Takahashi shrugged helplessly.

In the afternoon, Uesugi Maya carefully reviewed the contract prepared by Tachimi Yuki, and after confirming that there were no problems, she sent a text message to Takahashi Makoto.

[Before making a decision, consider practical factors, don't be too rigid, and try to negotiate with her.]

When Makoto Takahashi received the text message from Maya Uesugi, he was sitting in the classroom of Class 1-C, listening to the girls' laughter and chatter fading away in the corridor, and thinking about how to explain it to Hina Nekoya.

Since the start of the school year, except for a few special days, such as when Nekoya Haruna goes to participate in the regional competition, the two have spent their lunch break together every day.

If he simply explained it to her, she would definitely understand and probably wouldn't be angry. But how to take care of Nekoya Hina's feelings is the real issue that Takahashi Makoto needs to consider.

Fortunately, Hina Nekoya had a good relationship with all the small groups in her class; otherwise, if something like this had happened suddenly, it wouldn't just be a matter of her feelings, she would definitely have been very distressed.

I think I should wait until she returns to Tokyo tomorrow to explain in person. It's hard to tell her emotions through a phone screen.

Putting away his phone, Makoto Takahashi got up and left the classroom. After changing his shoes downstairs, he walked along the shadow cast by the cedar trees in the courtyard toward the building where the student council was located.

As I climbed the stairs, the wind instrument section was tuning, the sounds of various instruments mingling with the noisy chirping of cicadas, and the afternoon sunlight was even more dazzling.

Reaching the end of the third-floor corridor, Makoto Takahashi suddenly realized that this was his third time visiting the student council office since Reiko Kashima visited the archery club.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, an unexpected scene came into view.

Chapter 48 The Front Lines Collapse

[Received a new assistance card]

[Perception: Young Lady and Maid]

[Instant Insight - Control Desire: Low chance of triggering Friendship Training, Perception increased by 100%. When Friendship Training is triggered through [Rest], there is a high chance of gaining an increase in all attributes.]

[Kashima Reiko - Introverted: All Friendship Training effects are increased by an additional 20%]

[Hidden Attribute: Not Yet Unlocked]

The spacious and bright student council room was quiet. The afternoon sun shone in from the side terrace window, falling on the luxurious furniture. A soft and delicate floral fragrance, probably some kind of high-end perfume, wafted in the air.

Makoto Takahashi stood in front of the gate, turned off the system, and watched as Reiko Kashima, dressed in a maid outfit, walked up to him, slightly lifting her skirt with both hands, and bowed in greeting.

"Greetings."