Order French fries at Shuchiin

Oh my god, the sound of a row of Hondas revving their engines in unison is so scary. If you don’t know, you’d think they’re working together to capture an international fugitive!

Xing Yuanhui didn't dare to stay for another second. He quickly called out to Baiyin and left. After shouting "separately act", he ran into the alley.

How dare I, a cyclist, compete with others who use gasoline? I don’t have any treasures! And bicycles have their limits!

Besides, although he didn't know why, it seemed that the traffic police were all staring at him!

The traffic police started the engine and put on their helmets silently, so that passers-by could no longer detect their emotions through their facial expressions - I don't even have a girlfriend! Which school are you from? How dare you let your girlfriend sit in the back seat on the main road! ?

You are no longer just an ordinary couple! You are openly challenging the authority of the Metropolitan Police Department! We must strike hard!

Therefore, except for someone with abnormal sexual orientation, everyone else was staring at the car of the pink-haired girl. At that moment, they felt for the first time the tenacity and strength of souls united together.

The sacred intercom connects us! Makes us invincible!

Fujiwara Chika felt a strong push on her back. She no longer cared to cover her face with the bag. After holding the strap with one hand to ensure that the bag would not fall off, she subconsciously put her hands around Xing Yuanhui.

Now was not the time to care about why Xing Yuanhui suddenly went berserk. Fujiwara Chika hurriedly asked, "What are you doing? Why are you driving so fast?"

"It's all your fault!" Xing Yuanhui's voice drifted over with the wind, as blurred as if there was a barrier of wind. "Why do you want to provoke those big and strong traffic police? They have low salaries and work hard, and their careers are predictable. How can they withstand a test like yours!"

"What?" Fujiwara Chika shouted in dissatisfaction, "Why are you blaming me again?"

But Xing Yuanhui was turning left and right in the residential area at this time, without slowing down when turning, and he wished he could just jump off the car and run with Fujiwara Chika.

She felt like she was riding a roller coaster in an amusement park, and said happily, "It's so fun, Xingyuan, please ride faster!"

The man on the bike ignored him, glanced back slightly, and saw a hint of red appearing at the corner. He didn't bother to complain and sped up a bit.

……

The memories ended here. Xing Yuanhui untied his student tie and breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but look back and wondered, "But haven't the president and the others arrived yet?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika turned around and looked back for a moment, without any team spirit, and then turned back and replied nonchalantly: "Really not, he couldn't have been caught and was following the traffic police's oral instructions on traffic rules, right?"

"...Can you hope for something good?" Xing Yuanhui said helplessly with his head down.

At this moment, Shirogane and Ishigami, both with pale faces, suddenly appeared from the corner. After seeing the familiar people, they looked back in horror, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they found that no one was following them.

Get out of the car! In order to destroy the evidence, Ishigami jumped out of the car, but he lost his balance and walked in circles on the ground like a drunkard.

Chika Fujiwara looked at Ishigami, who was unable to stand steadily, and said subtly, "Ishigami-san, are you... carsick?"

Who would vomit on a car? Or a bicycle?

Ishigami realized that his dignity as a man seemed to be offended, and he wanted to refute reflexively, but before he could open his mouth, he covered his mouth and looked like he was about to enter another world.

Xing Yuanhui scratched his head and asked, "President, you should be okay, right?"

I should have attracted a lot of firepower, could there be someone among that group of people...!

Bai Yin forced a smile and said, "It's okay. He just let us go after we were chased through three intersections and nine alleys."

After all, I am just the student council president, I don't have as much power as you, Xingyuan...

"Uh." Looking at his two defeated companions, Xing Yuanhui felt guilty and asked, "I'll go buy you a bottle of water. What do you want?"

It only took a few minutes to walk to the station. It took almost half an hour to chase the police.

"Coffee, please." Baiyin said listlessly, half closing his eyelids.

As the president, he shouldn't have accepted it immediately, but his potential suddenly burst out to use human power to compete with the oil-burning machine. Baiyin's body, which only slept three hours a day and relied entirely on burning caffeine, was already exhausted and he couldn't help but want to sleep.

If he didn't get some caffeine, he would fall to the ground seriously injured. The homeless man took a nap in public.

"Cola, thank you... ugh!" It seems that Ishigami is not very suitable for riding roller coasters, and he is still retching.

"Don't be so stubborn." Xing Yuanhui interrupted his friend and suggested, "Replenish some electrolytes and drink lemon water."

Seeing that Ishigami didn't even have time to raise his hand, Xing Yuanhui simply took it as his consent.

Fujiwara Chika raised her finger and pointed at her face. After thinking for a moment, she raised her hand and said happily: "Then I want Coke!"

The general affairs officer didn't care much about this secretary who came to get a free drink just like him, and asked her to help watch the car while he went to a vending machine not far away to buy some water.

After taking the life-saving water, Ishigami immediately defended himself anxiously: "I'm not carsick!"

Then he hugged himself and trembled, saying tremblingly: "President, didn't you notice? There was a murderous gaze following us just now!"

"Murderous eyes?" Baiyin asked in confusion, his mouth full of caffeine, immediately refreshed, "No? Apart from that traffic policeman, I didn't feel anything."

“Is that so?” After hearing what the president said, Ishigami became unsure of his findings and asked in confusion, “Am I really carsick?”

At this time, Xing Yuanhui was sipping the same cola as Fujiwara Chika, and his eyes subconsciously began to look around, and he saw a black-haired man in a butler's uniform.

After their eyes met, the butler, with an anxious expression on his face, hurriedly rushed into the tram station from the corner where Baiyin and the others came from.

Damn it! I won't be discovered again, will I? Miss Kaguya, I want a pay raise!

...Hasaka? Xing Yuanhui tilted his head, and this name suddenly popped up in his mind.

Shinomiya? But the vice president lives nearby, right? That's not so strange.

He shrugged his shoulders and didn't plan to follow Hasaka to see where he was going. He just drank the rest of the drink in one gulp and said, "Well, then we'll see each other. The president should have had a good rest, right?"

"Well, I'm fine. We'll leave first. Ishigami, Fujiwara, goodbye." Baiyin said goodbye and nodded slightly to Xing Yuanhui.

"Then see you, senior sister and Ishigami." It was obvious that the cycling duo was going to hit the road together.

"Bye." Mr. Carsick replied sparingly, but the light in the depths of his eyes said it all, and the men didn't need to say more.

"Okay, goodbye, President~, goodbye, Xingyuan classmate~." Fujiwara Chika stood there and watched them go farther and farther away, waving her hand and said, "Let's ride bikes together next time~."

Ishigami and Shirogane shouted back in unison: "There won't be a next time!"

Noticing that a voice was missing, the two of them looked at the absent general affairs officer with a look of disbelief on their faces - you don't really want there to be a next time, do you?

"Maybe next time I'll have to check if my bicycle license plate is on the traffic police blacklist..." Xing Yuanhui smiled awkwardly, drooping his eyebrows and looking at the nearby Jiaoban, waving his hand at the senior sister and said, "At least I won't take you to the train station from school anymore. I can't stand it."

Without waiting for Fujiwara Chika to reply, the general affairs officer waved his hand and patted Baiyin's shoulder. He immediately understood, and the two of them rode out onto the road and sped away.

"Isn't this a rejection?" Fujiwara Chika pouted, as if she was regretting that there would be no next sunset police and gangster chase.

Shi Shang, who was standing by, glanced at her and thought that if she didn't refuse, the traffic police would probably honk their horns to signal her next time.

Chapter 6 You Become a Riddler

Xing Yuanhui and Baiyin rode on the road, having a great time at full speed, with laughter and joy never stopping.

Even the most boring time waiting for red lights in the past seems extraordinarily interesting. The previous desire to have a smooth journey with green lights all the way is gone forever. Now I can’t wait to continue discussing with my friends the topic of the traffic signal blocking me at the last intersection.

As they stepped onto Meiji Avenue, the two of them were still chatting and laughing about some interesting stories in the school.

Since he was not in Xiuzhiyuan, Baiyin naturally did not have to keep the etiquette that the student council president "should" have. At this time, he waved his hand casually and said enthusiastically: "By the way, Xingyuan, do you know the four beauties of Xiuzhiyuan?"

Just now, they were walking down the street and happened to pass by some promotional photos of idols being shown outside. Shiranui was among them, with the same stinky...no-face as usual.

With a big, tender face pasted on a huge billboard, it was hard for them not to see it.

Therefore, Shirogane thought of something and suddenly wanted to ask this mixed-school student who, in his eyes, stayed with Fujiwara Ishigami every day, whether he knew any gossip that a student of Shuchiin should know.

"Four beauties?" Xing Yuanhui rubbed his chin and looked at the traffic light in deep thought.

The number on the red traffic light was minus five, but he still didn't match the rumors he heard from the news department duo.

"I've only heard of the top three students in each grade, namely Shiranui from the first grade, Shinomiya from the second grade, and Yan Zian from the third grade." He only used honorifics for the one he knew and shrugged, "If this four means grade, I think it should be Giga from the board game club?"

"Hmm?" Shirogane was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Giga-ko? The head of the board game club, Terajima? Why her?"

For some reason, Makihara Kozue did not submit a notice of change of the minister's position, but from Fujiwara Chika's tone, we can know that Maki-senpai is still the "eternal minister".

Maybe this is the chaotic nature of the board game department at work? But there are only three people in the board game department, so it doesn't matter who is the director.

A professional general affairs officer should be brave enough to make a judgment. Xing Yuanhui answered decisively the moment he heard the question: "Because she failed a grade, she is the top student in the fourth grade."

Baiyin frowned and thought, and said to himself in surprise, "There is such a talent in Xiuzhiyuan? How come I didn't know about it?"

Even though he is the student union president and has power that cannot be underestimated, he cannot openly retrieve the files of all his classmates and view them at will. After all, above the student union president are the teachers, above the teachers is the principal, and above the principal is the board of directors.

Giga's grandfather is the principal, so it is easy for him to help his granddaughter hide her identity as a fourth-grade student.

Otherwise, Baiyin would probably have to talk to Gigako every once in a while, which would increase the workload for the president. Gigako would inevitably feel uncomfortable being called for tea, and it would be even more embarrassing for the principal. In such a lose-lose situation, our beloved Principal Adolf would naturally have to find a way to avoid it.

Forget it. Baiyin shook his head, temporarily putting aside the sudden appearance of the fourth-year student, and said with a smile: "You probably haven't heard of those four beauties."

The president coughed, cleared his throat to show respect, and then told the story of these four people: "First-year students Daibutsu and Shiranui, second-year student Longzhu, and third-year student Zian. They have another code name, which is the Four Difficult Girls. Oh, by the way, it is better to call them the Four Beauties in school. After all, they really have fans, and saying anything else may cause unnecessary disputes."

After listening to this, Xing Yuanhui raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Difficult Girl? Is this a gimmick? And it's so annoying, why is our Secretary Fujiwara not among them?"

He imitated the tone of Fujiwara Chika, and "scolded" Shirogane in an innocent and slightly silly tone, and he even got goosebumps after he finished speaking because of the discomfort.

And because it was so realistic, people nearby looked at him in awe, with an expression that was seven parts surprise, two parts curiosity, and one part respect.

"Uh..." Baiyin's mouth twitched a few times, and he thought to himself, General Affairs, you've really become so familiar with Secretary Fujiwara. Yours is the most similar imitation of someone else's voice that I've ever heard.

"I heard that the members of the Student Union are on extracurricular activities." The president recalled the original words of the buddy who shared this gossip with him. He also asked the same question as Xing Yuanhui at that time.

Baiyin repeated, "Because I heard that if it involves student union members, they will be invisible. Only the public vote of the News Department can show up student union members."

Student Union? Disappeared? Could it be Hasaka's doing...

Xing Yuanhui was embarrassed and stopped asking this question - it was obvious that Secretary Fujiwara could not beat the vice president. The vice president had an invisible big hand, and asking further would be tantamount to embarrassment.

A girl with a bow tie who was browsing her phone on the tram sneezed, and her younger sister who met her on the tram nearby handed her a handkerchief helplessly.

Bai Yin then added: "And the key point is the problem, the beauty is secondary."

Xing Yuanhui nodded, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, he heard the sound of a car next to him stepping on the accelerator. Knowing that the light had turned green, he could only swallow his words back reluctantly.

After going around in circles along the way, they waited until a red light appeared. Xing Yuanhui continued the previous topic: "So what are the extraordinary qualities and unique skills of these four heavenly kings?"

After hearing the general affairs' description, the president wiped his sweat helplessly and said, "I don't really know the details. After all, no one contacted me to report when these four people were selected..."

Without waiting for his subordinates to look at him with a "no, boss" look, Baiyin quickly explained: "I heard that it is related to their past. The so-called four major problems are actually the boys' exaggerated complaints about the difficulty in pursuing them."

Past? Xing Yuanhui recalled his life in Xiuzhiyuan during this period and found that he had contacted two "difficult girls", but one of them...

In his mind, a Buddha wearing large round-framed glasses and a "dangerous" single braid hairstyle appeared. He asked with difficulty, "Is the Buddha the same Buddha as the Discipline Committee member?"

She looks like a country girl. Although her temperament is very gentle and unique, can her appearance really be rated as being on the same level as the idol Shiranui?

Can a pair of big glasses hide one's plainness? Whose Amamiya Ren? Wearing glasses makes one look plain, but changing clothes makes one look like a nine-ship admiral, right?

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Bai Yin saw Xing Yuanhui's confusion, nodded and confirmed, "Don't look at her current appearance, but it is said that her true appearance is beautiful. Among boys, her number of admirers is second only to Senior Sister Zi Anyan, the head of the gymnastics department."

Hiss~, could it be that after she covers her face with glasses, people find her approachable and that's why she has so many supporters?

Xing Yuanhui shook his head and was no longer curious about the big Buddha. Instead, he became more curious about the four difficult questions.

He rubbed his chin, leaning his head forward unconsciously, and asked quickly: "President, don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us what you know. What are the four difficult questions?"

It seems that Mr. General Affairs will take the lead in solving the problem for the four beauties in order to win their hearts, but this is not the case.

Now, the boy from Omazaki is worried about the fact that he lost to his younger brothers and sisters in the storytelling competition for the umpteenth time. He thinks about this in his dreams at night and wakes up from time to time muttering, "Why did I have such a dream?"

Today's junior high school students are too amazing. The story he had been making up all night was defeated by Nanami and the others who used their true feelings and real-life observations to express their story in just ten minutes.

What does it mean to find two people hugging each other in a closed rooftop corridor? More than two people?

After hearing this, he was so shocked that he didn't even bother to operate the Hearthstone that he had opened in the background out of boredom to start burning the rope. He quickly copied a copy to the dean and wished he could broadcast "missile support required" on the radio in a loop.

Any evil will be brought to justice! And how old is our Nanami to see such a heaven-defying scene? They dare to combine in junior high school. I dare not imagine what they will do in high school!

After being a shameless informer, Xing Yuanhui immediately admitted defeat. After remotely ordering snacks and fruits for the children far away in Aomori Prefecture, he kept thinking about how to win.

Tell others about the student union? No, I have a conflict of interest and must keep it secret.

Telling others what I heard in life? It would be too unfashionable. People would definitely complain about how boring they were in Omazaki. I would be questioned, but I couldn't tell anyone.

The gossip that Onodera gave was not explosive enough, and he couldn't just go patrol the school woods every day to catch people in the act. At this moment, he was still racking his brains over how to win.

Now that the president offered him water when he was thirsty, Xing Yuanhui eagerly grabbed this life-saving straw.

Baiyin scratched his head. He was a little reluctant to say anything because they were all other people's private affairs, and many of them were hearsay. He might become a spreader of rumors unknowingly, and he didn't want that to happen.

But seeing the dependent eyes of his juniors, he straightened his chest silently as the president. His last bit of reason made him take precautions: "This... okay! But I want to make it clear in advance that you must not spread the word that it was the 'student council president' who said it. I also heard it from others. I cannot be responsible for whether it is true or not!"

Xing Yuanhui said firmly: "No problem! Unless I have no choice, I will never mention related matters in Xiuzhiyuan. At most, I will discuss related matters in the Student Union."

My younger brothers and sisters are far away in Aomori. Although it sounds a bit harsh to say this, but... unless the dean is furious, they have no intention of coming to Tokyo to attend high school, so they will never tell anyone about this.