Problem Girls Strategy

"Here's my house key, so I don't have to open the door for you every time. Game time is very precious. From now on, just use the key to open the door and come in."

"You really trust me."

"Aren't we close friends? I have the key to your house, and it's unreasonable for you not to have the key to mine, right?" Gabriel was too lazy to wash his hands. He directly grabbed a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth, then gasped because of the burn.

"That being said..."

But you, a girl, just handed the keys to me like that. It has nothing to do with being close friends, right?

Gabriel saw what Jiang Zao meant by his expression and added, "If you use the key to do something bad to me, I will definitely call the police and have you jailed!"

"Don't worry, you don't know what kind of person I am?" Jiang Zao slapped her hand that was still reaching for the braised pork and said, "Go wash your hands first."

"It doesn't matter whether I wash my hands or not. As an angel, how could there be any dirt on me?" Although Gabriel muttered in dissatisfaction, she still went to wash her hands obediently.

Chapter 114: What kind of girls’ club is this?

"Then, I declare the first girls' meeting of Mihama Academy officially open."

"I have a question!"

"Please speak, Kasumigaoka-san."

Kasumigaoka Utaha lifted up her seductive black silk legs, with her slippers hanging on her toes and dangling slightly. She blinked and pointed at Jiang Zao who was acting like a host: "Why is it that Jiang Zao is hosting this girls' gathering?"

"You'll have to ask Yiji about this," Jiang Zao reluctantly put down the thick stack of papers in his hand and looked at Fengjian Yiji: "She called me here from home."

Kazama Ichihime ate the cream puff that Jiang Zao made specially for her, and licked the cream off her fingertips with her pink tongue. Ruchao Shicai, who was standing next to her, drooled with greed, but unfortunately, this cream puff was exclusive to Kazama Ichihime, so she could only watch.

Delicious food always makes people happy, and Kazama Ichihime is no exception. She explained to Kasumigaoka Utaha with a cheerful smile: "If it is just an ordinary girls' party, it would be too boring, so I asked my brother to come and be the host, and hold a quiz contest. The winner can get a [Jiangzao Meal Ticket]."

"Oh, what can I do with this [Jiang Zao Meal Coupon]?" Looking at Kazama Ichihime who was enjoying the cream puff alone, she actually already had the answer in her mind. She originally didn't have much interest in this girls' club, but now she was very interested.

It sounds like eating the jujubes, and this method seems to be able to be added to the subject matter of the book.

Ying Lili has been running out of inspiration recently. As the saying goes, people with a head full of fear find everything they see dull. The name [Jiang Zao Meal Coupon] alone is enough to make her think a lot, and she finally got some inspiration for the book that she had not started writing for a long time.

"The name alone is straightforward enough. It's naturally an opportunity for my younger brother to cook a delicious meal. I believe he won't mind if I eat him directly, right?" Fengjian Yiji giggled, and then was patted on the head by Jiang Zao with a stack of papers in his hand.

"I really mind. Don't make it like Hannibal's dinner party." Jiang Zao was frightened by the gazes of those girls who wanted to use this meal ticket to eat him in a sense.

Hey, Tianyin, calm down! Your saliva is dripping!

Zhou Fang Tianyin should be the girl who wants to get the meal ticket the most, because up to now, her relationship with Jiang Zao is still that of gentlemen, and it is limited to food and food. Especially after she found that Ru Chao Shicai always ran ahead of her, every time she saw Jiang Zao, her eyes would glow green, like a mother wolf seeing a delicious piece of meat.

This situation became more and more serious as time went by. Although Zhou Fang Tianyin's words and deeds in front of others were no different from before, Jiang Zao could guarantee that the few pairs of underwear he had recently placed in the laundry basket were taken away by her, although the underwear was washed clean and hung on the hanger the next day and returned.

Sometimes there would always be a few long pink hairs left on the pillow or bed in the dormitory head's room, as if announcing the dissatisfaction of their owners.

"If no one has any questions, then I will officially start asking questions." Jiang Zao flipped open the paper in his hand, but the first question made him unable to hold back. He covered his face in embarrassment: "Yi Ji, are you sure this is a question from the Girls' Association?"

"Of course, it contains the questions I collected in the anonymous box a few days ago."

"Ah, so this is the use of the box that says 'Ask anything'." Xiaoling Xing showed a look of sudden enlightenment and clenched his right fist and hammered it on his left palm.

Jiang Zao raised his eyebrows and glanced at the girls who were pretending to be indifferent, then looked at the first question and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just because you can ask anything doesn’t mean you can write anything down.

Zhou Fang Tianyin couldn't wait to take the prize and eat Jiang Zao up, so he hurriedly urged: "Jiang Zao, can we start asking questions?"

"Hey, let me say one last thing. If you want to quit, you'd better leave now."

After this was said, no one wanted to leave. The girls all wanted to know what was in the question set.

So curiosity kills the cat.

Jiang Zao shook his head and said slowly: "Why do some GALs have an ejaculation countdown?"

Both Kasumigaoka Utaha and Jiang Zao glanced at Eriri with an unnoticeable look, as if they were sure that the question was written by her.

Eriri glared back at the two of them without losing any momentum.

What am I doing? Even though this is what I wrote, is there really no one curious about this?

"What is a GAL?" The confident Zhou Hou Tianyin couldn't even answer the first question and was stunned.

"This question involves some off-the-beaten-path knowledge, so I, as the host, should answer it." Jiang Zao held his forehead and said something that most people couldn't understand: "It's convenient for axis alignment."

"Jiang Zao, you don't have the answer there, right?"

"No." Jiang Zao raised the stack of papers in his hand and turned to look at Fengjian Yiji: "How are you going to score this quiz contest? There is no standard answer."

"Everyone will express their agreement or disagreement based on the answers. If more than half of the people agree, it will be considered correct, and vice versa."

"Then let's not count the first question, and move on to the next one."

"How do you all talk about love?"

You’re collecting materials again, right, you love-brained light novel writer!

So what? It’s still better than a book artist like you!

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri exchanged glances, and the two were temporarily tied.

"It seems like you're the only one who can answer this question, right, brother?"

Eh? Isn't there a girlfriend for Jiang Zao?

Seeing that the other girls all agreed with this matter, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say anything, but she started to feel uneasy in her heart.

I already know about Jiang Zao's love history, so it has no new reference value at all.

Jiang Zao coughed and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Let's start talking as soon as we see the portrait, and get married as soon as we get it out."

Seeing that his attitude was exactly the same as that of an otaku who played bishoujo games, Eriri couldn't help but complain, "Is this the game you're talking about?"

"The questions don't say they have to be about real life. So why am I the host answering both questions? Next question, next question."

Jiang Zao flipped open the paper. The next question was finally a normal one, which made him feel relieved. He grabbed the water cup and took a sip before continuing to ask, "Which organ of the body is used the most on Christmas Day?"

The girls fell into deep thought.

This question seems ordinary. When we mention Christmas, we naturally think of couples and Christmas Eve, so it must be related to dating.

Xiaoling Xing was the first to raise his hand: "Is it the leg?"

"I think it's the eyes."

"The ears are fine too."

"It should be a finger, right?"

Iriu Shicai and Suoh Amane said in unison, "Little O!"

The whole hall suddenly fell silent, and Eriri looked at the two fierce question-answering experts with admiration.

Chapter 115: Driving Maniac

Strangely enough, the answers of Irisua Shicai and Suoh Tenon were actually agreed upon by more than half of the girls, so Jiang Zao could only announce that they were the first two to score a point.

"Kato-san, please do not use your presence to try to sneak away. The girls' gathering has officially begun, and you have already missed your chance to leave."

Kato Megumi froze in her attempt to get up. Having failed to escape, she had no choice but to sit back on the stool under Jiang Zao's gloating gaze and complained quietly: "Jiang Zao-san is really mean."

"I reminded you with good intentions, but you just didn't take it seriously." Jiang Zao knew that the atmosphere wouldn't be so awkward if there wasn't a boy like her present. It was just that their curiosity was too strong.

Let me torture you with a set of questions, hahahaha!

Jiang Zao's spirit of fun was ignited. He could not wait to turn to the next page of the question set and continued to ask questions under the various looks of the girls: "How to judge whether it is morning in a closed scene."

Matsushima Mitsuru thought this was an easy question and answered immediately: "Why not just look at your phone?"

"Man, the question is about a closed environment. If you were kidnapped, how could you have a phone to show it to me?" Sakaki Yumiko tried to analyze the question itself to find the answer: "How to judge based on sleepiness? If you feel sleepy, it means it is almost night, and when you wake up, it will naturally be morning."

"I feel like you're even less reliable. If you were kidnapped, how could you still be sleepy?"

"makes sense."

"Why not assume that she is simply locked in a closed room, and she can get out as long as she knows whether it is morning or not." For a moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't understand why the closed space was directly linked to kidnapping. She suddenly remembered Sakaki Yumiko's personal experience. After all, she was almost kidnapped. It was not surprising to think in this way, and she felt relieved.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's words triggered Eriri's professional instinct, reminding her of the recently popular genre of books about a room where one cannot leave without having sex.

Eriri thought of an answer, but she still had to maintain her appearance as a lady in front of the girls, so she chose not to answer. Although the [Jiang Zao Meal Coupon] was very attractive, Eriri still kept persuading herself in her heart that maintaining her image was the most important thing.

Meal coupons are no big deal, meal coupons are no big deal...

Maybe it was because she was too unsatisfied that Suoh Tianyin came up with the same answer as Eriri. She threw away her shame and just wanted to get the meal ticket, so she asked Jiang Zao: "Can the person locked up inside be a boy?"

"Well...it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as you can tell me the solution."

"Then let's assume that the person locked in the closed room is a boy, right?"

"Well, yes."

"He can tell whether it is morning by looking at physiological phenomena every morning!"

"As expected of Tianyin, you can think of this method so easily." Xiaoling Yuki showed a natural smile on her face, and it was unclear whether she was praising Zhou Fang Tianyin for her quick thinking, or complaining that her head was full of dirty thoughts.

After the girls discussed it, half of them agreed with Suho Tenon's answer, so she got another point.

"You are really a little genius." Jiang Zao couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Fang Tianyin took the complaints as compliments and happily asked Jiang Zao to ask questions quickly. She was now far ahead of the others and it seemed that the meal coupon was already in her pocket.

Jiang Zao glanced at the question, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he chose to let the girls see it for themselves instead of letting him say it out loud.

"What color underwear are you wearing today? Who wrote this question?!" Ying Lili yelled with a red face. She thought Jiang Zao was the most suspicious because this question seemed like something only a boy would ask.

Ruchao Shicai waved her hands excitedly as if her work had been selected by the teacher to be praised: "It's me, it's me!"

"Iruo-san..." Eriri felt sorry for doubting Jiang Zao. She apologized to him silently in her heart and stuttered to ask Iruo Shicai: "Why, why did you write such a question?"

"Eh? Because you can ask anything written on the box." Irishou Shicai looked at Eriri with innocent eyes, her eyes full of confusion, as if asking her why she couldn't write such things.

"That...that's true...hahaha..." Eriri didn't understand the nature of the little devil Irichaya, and thought that he just wrote this question for fun, and laughed awkwardly.

"What I'm wearing today...mmmm!!" Before Zhou Fang Tianyin could tell the color of her underwear, Jiang Zao, who was quick-handed and eyed, covered her mouth tightly to prevent her from giving an answer.

"As the host, I think this question counts as one point for everyone. How do you think?"

The girls who had not completely given up their sense of shame like Suoh Tenon naturally agreed with Jiang Zao's decision. Kazama Ichihime showed a hint of regret in her eyes. She actually wanted to know the color of her brother's underwear today.

Jiang Zao didn't know that Feng Jian Yi Ji was still thinking about him even though he was a host. He just felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind him, and his crotch felt chilly. He quickly asked the next question: "If the poison expires, is it no longer poisonous, or is it more toxic?"

"Is there a concept of poison having an expiration date?" In the movies and TV shows that Kato Megumi has watched, the settings for poisons are all about poisons that have been passed down for generations, or about highly toxic substances that have existed for hundreds of years. She thought that poisons had no shelf life.

Among the girls present, only Kazama Ichihime, who had read all kinds of eccentric books and remembered everything clearly, could answer this question. She gave the answer under Suoh Amane's horrified gaze: "Organic toxic proteins and the like will probably become less toxic after they expire and degrade. Inorganic salts, such as arsenic in ancient China, probably don't have an expiration date."

The rather professional answer received unanimous approval, and Kazama Ichihime scored.

Yiji, are you going to snatch this meal ticket from me too?

Suho Tenone was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She never expected that Kazama Ichihime would suddenly appear and compete with her.

"What if you find out your boyfriend is right in the middle of an argument?"

"Naked!" Zhou Fang Tianyin once again silenced everyone with his tough answer, but also gained half of the approval and won a point.

After more than ten rounds of competition, she finally won the meal ticket with a slight advantage of one point.

"Shou-san... it's really scary when you abandon your sense of shame."

"Yes."

"But why does she want the meal voucher so badly?"

Kato Megumi had seen many passionate scenes between Jiang Zao and other girls during this period. She glanced at Jiang Zao meaningfully and replied to Eriri: "Maybe Suo hasn't eaten Jiang Zao's food for a long time."

Eriri didn't understand what she meant. She held her chin with both hands and looked at Suoh Tenone's departing back with envy: "That's great. I also want to eat dessert made by Jiang Zao again."

Chapter 116: Detailed Plot

"Ah! No, I have no inspiration at all. I can't draw anything at all." Ying Lili's golden hair was messed up by her hands in a frenzy. The paintbrush was thrown casually on the table, and the rolling sound seemed to be mocking her notebook for not making any progress at all.

The walls were covered with countless sticky notes, which were ideas and reference materials that Eriri had collected for her new notebook. However, no matter how many notes she put on them, they could never give her a flash of inspiration.