Order French fries at Shuchiin

"Haha, the principal is really good at joking. In just three days, students from various clubs were gathered together within such a tight deadline, and there were even days off. How motivated do you think these people are? If it all depends on the cooperation of various clubs, some things at the banquet cannot be rushed!"

He was like the weak woman in the joke who cried and screamed while beating up all kinds of scary insects. He expressed his difficulties, but his hands were like Tom playing with Jerry, forcibly pushing the mechanism that the principal had locked using the principle of leverage.

Although I believe that with the ability of our student union, it is not impossible to hold a banquet in three days with some subtraction...

But why should I waste my precious rest day cleaning up a mess that seems to have been caused by the teacher's negligence? At least Fujiwara knows how to run!

"Even so, Xingyuan-san, are you trying to take off the Shuchiin uniform by your current behavior?"

"It's alright, Principal. This is a just act. I believe there will be great scholars who will argue for me!"

"The principal is a public servant! And as members of the student union, haven't you already received rewards from the school?"

"Besides the recommendation letter to the student council president, who would care about the extra points and scholarships at Shoshuchiin University!"

"As a member of the student union, you should think about whether you can do it before coming to me for support!"

"Coincidentally, a friend of mine told me that you should never deal with a mess without saying anything. If you don't make a fuss, he will come after you next time. He is willing to gamble on this by being single for ten years. What do you have to offer, Principal?"

"As the principal, how can I give in to violence? I must... we can discuss this."

Just when the principal's defense was about to be completely broken by Xing Yuanhui, and the white beard on his face seemed to be able to touch the sack of the foreman who was demanding wages, someone carefully pushed open the door.

Giga-ko came in with a smile on her face, not noticing the two people wrestling in front of the bookcase. She went to the tea table nearby and poured herself a cup of tea. Then she realized it belatedly and covered her mouth with her hands in surprise and said:

"Grandpa, I... Eh? Xingyuan-san? What are you and grandpa doing here? Are you playing a room of escape?"

She tilted her head and nodded, moving closer and leaning over to look at the plain sack in Xing Yuanhui's hand.

Well, it’s still pink, which is quite contrasting.

It seemed that she was not surprised at all by the appearance of the secret room, but was more curious about why Xing Yuanhui was in the principal's office.

With the entry of outsiders, Xing Yuanhui calmed down a little and asked in confusion: "How do you know who I am? Is the hood broken?"

"It's not broken, it's just my feeling." She clapped her hands, realizing something, and said angrily, "Don't answer questions with questions. There is no connection between the two questions!"

Seeing this, Xing Yuanhui said with embarrassment: "We are just discussing the reliability and safety of the secret room switch. But giga, what do you call him?"

He looked around at the principal and Giga, his suspicion evident in his expression.

The principal suddenly turned red and said angrily, "You were thinking of something rude just now!"

Why does everyone who knows that Terajima is my granddaughter have this expression?! This is even more humiliating than being forced into a secret room by a student just now!

But the two of them looked at him, ignored him, and returned to their conversation. The principal's psychological defense was broken by the joint skills of the general affairs officer and the granddaughter.

Hey! Do you know how much harm it does to an old man when you ignore him?

"Grandpa? I'm 1/4 French. Don't you know? Didn't Fuji-chan tell you about this?" She then dug into her pocket and took out a small cake and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry, Xingyuan? I brought a lot of snacks to have afternoon tea with Grandpa!"

"No." Xing Yuanhui took off his hood and declined, "I have to go back to the student union soon, so I don't have time for tea."

"Then at least take it with you~." Gigazi slowly stuffed the snack into Xing Yuanhui's hand, "After all, it's quite far from the student union, so you can eat it on the way."

"Thanks……"

Xing Yuanhui took it and suddenly came up with an idea. He planned to attack the old thief's weakness and show his dear granddaughter the cruelty of modern society and let her know how her grandfather ordered the student union members around.

The principal saw through it immediately and quickly interrupted, "...Shh, can we reconcile? I think we can still talk."

No matter what, Grandpa's image must be preserved! Otherwise, I will not live!

……

Ten minutes later, the student council.

“I see.” Fujiwara Chika’s mouth moved up and down, and the decoration on her head swayed slightly.

Great! There are giga-sized cakes! Five points for your sanity!

She sighed and asked incoherently, "So what did you bring from the principal?"

Xing Yuanhui spread his hands and replied: "With a budget 1.5 times more powerful than the principal and the help of the teacher, it should be okay, right?"

The principal is very concerned about his image in front of his granddaughter. Maybe next time he can commit the crime directly in front of his granddaughter...

Bai Yin, like a zombie, answered forcefully, "Of course, or it couldn't be better! In fact, when you went to see the principal, we had already thought about it. If we just use the arrangement of the last banquet, although the time is tight, we can still make it in time, but..."

Kaguya, who was becoming more and more dangerous, added, "But in this case, the level of this banquet may be slightly lowered. This is a social event for friendly schools. If possible, we still hope to arrange a banquet that will please both the host and the guests and satisfy everyone."

After listening to the vice president, Fujiwara Chika, whose rationality was gradually declining, immediately handed Xing Yuanhui a rough schedule so that he could understand the arrangements for each period more specifically.

"The time is very tight. If we start in the evening, we will only have a little time to prepare on Monday..." Xing Yuanhui nodded repeatedly at the schedule with a frown.

Is he anxious about the notifications and promotion of various matters? Perhaps, after all, this is the work of the general affairs, the most miscellaneous episode.

But in fact……

Xing Yuanhui couldn't help it, he looked up at the four people wearing cat ears, especially at Shi Shang who was hugging his knees, and asked with an unspeakable look on his face: "What's wrong with your clothes? Why are your expressions so weird? What's wrong with Shi Shang?"

What happened during the ten minutes I was out? Gene mutation? Cats took over the earth?

In response, Fujiwara Chika chuckled a few times, silently pulled out a small box from under the table, and slapped it on the table.

Obviously, this is another of the secretary’s mysterious and wonderful tools.

The general affairs officer stretched his head out to take stock and said, "Fake beards, circle glasses, elk horns, duck head covers, fox tails, cattail fans... You created a calendar other than the old and new calendars. Are you going to celebrate Halloween?"

Fujiwara Koyomi?

"No." The secretary sat upright with his hands on his knees, shook his head and explained, "France is the second largest cosplayer country after Japan! If we want to prepare a reception banquet that meets the standards for them, cosplayers are essential."

"Really?" Xing Yuanhui said hesitantly, "So you used cat ears to mutate the three of them?"

“Hehe…” Fujiwara Chika could only murmur a few words, the effect of the cake was disappearing!

Wow, Chika Fujiwara shut up. The general affairs officer sighed at this rare sight.

Actually, you have also changed, right? I think it's been a long time since I saw you so well behaved. Is it because something with higher spiritual pressure subdued you?

One had facial muscles spasming like a zombie, one looked like a ghost doll from a Japanese horror movie, and the other... Was Ishigami buried in the soil?

Why? Are you shy?

Xing Yuanhui took out his phone and asked tentatively: "Ishigami, raise your head, let me see how effective Fujiwara-senpai's cat ears are."

Then he was sure that he heard a muffled groan.

Considering the slight dark red on his legs...Okay, otakus just like to see beautiful girls wearing cat ears, but if they wore them themselves, it would be like this, a modern version of Ye Gonghaolong.

What about these two who can still speak normally? Are they in the process of transformation?

The general affairs officer looked at the president and vice president, whose expressions became increasingly strange, and was puzzled.

But in reality, they both frowned because the other person was too cute, and in order to prevent their love from showing on the surface, they kept their faces tense so that no one would notice.

It's just that he was trying too hard, and his expression was no longer understandable to ordinary people, like a fake person.

At this time, the dispersing effect of the giga cake completely disappeared. Sandwiched between the two monster-like people, Fujiwara Chika trembled and looked for help from the general affairs department with her eyes.

She fluttered her big sea-blue eyes, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

[Save me Xingyuan! These two people today are so weird and scary! ]

It's rare to see the fearless Fujiwara-senpai sending out a distress signal, but it's also true.

These two people are about to play the Grinch and the Mask. If I were caught in the middle, I would be panicked too.

Baiyin, Senior Sigong, you are still Jim Carrey!

Just as Xing Yuanhui was stroking his chin at a loss, the two fake people began to gradually approach each other.

The president was sweating on his forehead and thinking: No! I must imprint this scene into my hippocampus today! It's so cute!

Kaguya bit her tongue, her face distorted slightly: I want to admire the president from a closer distance~!

I have to say that they have their own filters in their eyes.

In this way, the two of them got closer and closer, and the pink-haired senior girl in between them was like an elementary school student who had accidentally entered a senior grade classroom. She kept shrinking her head and looked very aggrieved.

"As the saying goes, cats have a sense of territory." Under this circumstance, Xing Yuanhui finally took action, "And now, I have to suspect that their minds are occupied by the cat souls on the cat ears."

“Then, then what are you going to do?” Fujiwara Chika was like a primary school student who was caught absent-minded in class by the teacher. Her entire upper body was lying on the table. She tried her best to speak a word, and was completely overwhelmed by the strange aura above her.

She pressed her soft face against the hard wood and buried it in her arms, leaving only her eyes and the bows and cat ears in her hair visible. She looked both cute and pitiful.

Now, only Xing Yuanhui, his running partner, can save him! So what kind of amazing wisdom does he have?

"It's simple. They say ghosts are attracted to photographs. I just need to take a picture."

Xing Yuanhui raised his mobile phone and looked at the scene which could be used as the composition of a horror movie.

There are two ghosts and one woman. You can tell at first glance that the one in the middle is the one being punched and is responsible for screaming in the movie.

"Three, two, one, eggplant... eh? Why isn't it working?"

The photo came out with flash and shutter sounds, but it didn't change anything.

On the contrary, the fake people turned their heads and looked at this fake reporter who looked like a person seeking death in a horror movie.

"Xingyuan...give me that photo..."

"Xingyuan classmate... Taking photos of the Shinomiya family without permission is a capital crime... From now on, you must listen to me..."

Now it was the general affairs officer's turn to sweat profusely. He leaned back in his chair and asked cautiously, "You two, do you not look very happy?"

The two were still immersed in their own world, whispering angrily together: "I told you... give me the photo!"

After saying that, they started off in tacit understanding, flanking Xing Yuanhui on the sofa from the left and right, and startled the general affairs man so much that he flipped over and touched the door.

Thank you for the generous gift. I have never seen you run so fast! Darkness is three times stronger, right?

"Uh, let's talk about this - why are you chasing me?"

Is today the set of a horror movie?

Afterwards, at the cost of sacrificing the photo, the still sane Hoshibuchi Teru and Fujiwara Chika bravely removed the cat ears from the two men's heads, removing the ghosts (questionable) from the cat ears.

From then on, everyone unanimously decided that cat ears would become contraband in the student union.

Chapter 20 Exchange Meeting

With their backs against the banquet door, Xing Yuanhui and his group furtively peeked in through the crack of the door to observe the expressions of the French exchange students and the teachers and students of the school who had just entered.

Judging from the fact that everyone inside was smiling and chatting casually with their classmates, the banquet seemed to be a success?

Xing Yuanhui let out a long sigh, loosened his collar, and said happily: "Huh, it's finally done..."

Everyone expressed their feelings differently. The secretary rolled his eyes and leaned on the vice president who was also relieved. The president and the accountant, seeing that there was no one around, simply slumped on the ground and relaxed.

The person who was under the most pressure must be the president. In just three days, his cheeks began to become shriveled and he was becoming like his father.

Do you understand the value and sudden death rate of writing a banquet plan overnight that does not require major revisions?

"I think we should forcefully implement Plan A. We still have some time to make mistakes, so there's no need to rush now." Ishigami's gaze turned towards an old man who, like them, was hiding in the shadows observing the outcome of the banquet.

The principal walked out slowly from the darkness. He was wearing a burgundy suit today, and the old man looked quite coquettish.

He applauded the five members of the student union and said sincerely, "Oh, you all have worked hard. It was just a sudden request, and I didn't expect you to get to this point."

Adolf looked into the venue. The decoration of the venue was largely based on French banquet conventions. As a Frenchman, he was very satisfied.

Every dining table and everything on it are like still lifes in classical oil paintings. At first glance, there is nothing special about them, but upon closer inspection, you can taste the flavors.

After the students set the tone and color, they designed and adjusted the positions of all the decorations, such as the candlesticks on the table, the murals on the wall, or the decorative vases, etc., to achieve a unified color tone while maintaining a sense of stability in the picture.

In addition, the banquet was interspersed with some modern two-dimensional elements, such as the peripherals of well-known IPs decorated throughout the venue, which added some joy to the banquet and provided optional topics for the guests.

The banquet was to break the ice for the French students who came to Shuchiin for a short period of time, so many small groups had gathered in various places in the venue to collectively ask or answer certain questions.

For example, you may want to confirm whether the etiquette you have looked up is correct, or whether there are any taboos. For foreigners who have just arrived, you may not always be able to find the answers on the Internet.

And to break the ice, you have to slowly transition from daily life to other matters.

They even invited people from the drama club to cosplay various 2D characters. Fortunately, the bottom line was maintained and it didn’t end up like the advertisements that exposed girls in Akihabara…

The old principal didn't quite understand, but seeing that there were quite a few exchange students gathered there, with laughter and chatter, he thought their evaluation should be good.

The most exaggerated thing was that the Student Union had also prepared a dance segment, and at this time a small band composed of students was making final preparations in the corner of the stage.