In fact, after the information is refreshed, they always want to attack me!

That said, what makes them think Shimizu Akira is her boyfriend? Are they blind?

"He's not my boyfriend... just a classmate." She paused, then added.

"Oh? So that's not it!" Nan Yunya seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but her gaze towards her became even more blatant.

He was becoming more and more satisfied with the president's younger sister—she looked like a typical aloof top student, but her reactions were a bit off, with a touch of silly cuteness.

“…Shimizu.” Horikita Suzune finally couldn’t hold back and glanced at Shimizu Akira.

She couldn't stand this person anymore. If they weren't in the student council office, she would have already confronted him with a cold face.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned to Shimizu Akira for help.

"...This person should be fine." To everyone's surprise, Shimizu Akira nodded.

Horikita Suzune can finally unload her burden now.

Even Shimizu Akira said so, so it seems that this person's relationship with his brother is probably not very good.

"You've been secretly watching me ever since I joined the student council, haven't you? Just say what you want to say!"

Horikita Suzune's voice already carried an uncontrollable chill, her face expressionless.

Nan Yunya was taken aback—why did she suddenly put on such a cold face?

He still smiled calmly: "Because you're beautiful. What's wrong with taking a second look at such an outstandingly beautiful sister?"

"Are you an animal? You can't help but fawn over anyone who's good-looking?" Horikita Suzune sneered, firing off a barrage of questions. "Are you really the student council vice president? How could my brother have hired someone like you?"

Nan Yunya was speechless for a moment, and the smile on her face finally froze slightly.

To everyone's surprise, the girl, who had seemed a little reserved just moments before, transformed completely after the boy next to her spoke up—she became incredibly eloquent and sharp-tongued.

Nan Yunya knew in her heart that her character was not exactly upright and she was not worthy of the upright atmosphere of the student council.

Most of the second-year students knew the truth about this, but apart from their childhood friend Asahina Nazuna, no one dared to say it out loud.

I never expected that today, a first-year female student would hit me where it hurts.

“After all, he was hired by your brother. If you say that, doesn’t it mean your brother has no eye for talent?” At this moment, the boy next to her spoke up to advise her.

“I didn’t mean that.” Horikita Suzune said, turning her head to the side, as if she couldn’t be bothered to look at Nanono Masashi anymore.

Although his words still carried some momentum, his attitude had clearly softened, and he had lost all his aggression.

(So ​​obedient?)

(How did he manage to make her so obedient?)

(They even managed to train the student council president's sister like this?)

Nan Yunya was indeed a little petty, but she was more shocked—how could Horikita Suzune listen to that person named Shimizu so much?

To be honest, since entering university, he has had close contact with many girls, but eight or nine out of ten of them were not sincere towards him.

They're either after his looks, his status, or the points he has.

How could he possibly have the ability to make a girl listen to him so willingly?

Could these two have been having an affair all along? My reaction just now might have just been part of their prank!

"Thank you for your 'helpful advice'." Nan Yunya withdrew her gaze, her tone carrying an ambiguous meaning. When she looked at Qingshui Mingshi, the arrogance in her eyes had faded somewhat.

Although it didn't sound like he was speaking up for her, it did stop Horikita Suzune's sharp tongue in the end.

It was clear that the other party also understood that this "younger sister" valued her president brother very much, so they were very tactful in their words.

“It’s nothing, Vice President Nagumo, it was just a small favor,” Shimizu Akira replied immediately.

"Shimizu-kun, you look familiar." Nan Yunya sized him up—although his appearance differed from hers, he was still a handsome guy, one in a hundred. But for some reason, his first reaction was that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

He always had an unforgettable memory of the beautiful girls in each class, but now, facing a boy, he couldn't quite recall where he had seen him before.

“I saw you at a parfait shop last Saturday. That was probably when I saw you.” Akira Shimizu’s reply remained indifferent.

"Ah! Come to think of it, that's true!" Nan Yunya slapped her forehead, finally remembering, "Right, weren't you with a very eye-catching girl at the time? It seems Shimizu-san is quite popular."

He remembered that the other party did bring a girl with him at the time, and he deliberately emphasized his words—just to use this opportunity to sow discord between him and Horikita Suzune.

He glanced at Horikita's sister without making a sound, only to find that her expression was completely calm, as if she had known about it all along.

(Huh? What's going on? The other party actually knew about this?)

Chapter 144: 142 Horikita Suzune: I can't speak well, I have no friends, and I have a bad personality.

Akira Shimizu finally understood—Miya Nagumo was deliberately picking a fight.

He had never offended the other party, but the other party insisted on telling him about his trip with Kikyo Kushida, and even told Suzune Horikita about it.

What does that mean? Have you taken a liking to Horikita Suzune? Or do you see him as a rival?

Although the other party is the vice president of the student council, he is not a teacher after all, and his status is only that of a student. Moreover, the student council president is right in front of him at this moment.

Thinking about it that way, Shimizu Akira felt there was really no need to worry about his expression.

“Vice President Nan Yun, there’s no need to beat around the bush. In terms of popularity, I’m far less popular than you.”

"Heh~" Nan Yunya suddenly looked up at him, somewhat surprised.

I never expected this kid to be so tough.

He was surprisingly calm in front of his own vice president.

The phrase "far less popular than you" sounds like a roundabout way of calling him a playboy.

"cough."

As soon as the phone behind the desk stopped ringing, Horikita Manabu put down the receiver, glanced around the corner, stood up and walked to the group, asking in a cold tone, "What are you arguing about?"

"It's nothing. It seems I misunderstood this student." Nan Yunya raised an eyebrow and said nothing more.

He crossed his arms, glanced at Shimizu Akira, and then turned to Horikita Gakudo: "President, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, without waiting for Horikita Manabu's response or even saying goodbye to his childhood friend, he left the student council office directly.

Nangumo Masaru showed Horikita Manabu absolutely no respect.

Not only do they lack discretion in secret, but they also act this way openly.

The moment the chairman hung up the phone, he dared to leave.

"I'm sorry, President." Asahina Nazuna also stood up, her eyes filled with apology as she looked at Horikita Manabu. "Yasu has always been like this; he's just deliberately trying to provoke you. If you could beat him one day, he might behave for a while. I won't speak up for him; he really needs to be taught a lesson."

Horikita Manabu's gaze lingered on Asahina Nazuna's face for two seconds, his tone devoid of emotion: "I know his personality; after all, I was the one who recruited him in the first place."

Asahina Nazuna wanted to say something, but saw that the president had already turned around and sat back down behind his desk. "If there's nothing else, you can go back now."

She opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything more—Horikita Manabu was always like this; no matter how big the provocation, it was like falling into a deep pool, leaving not even a ripple.

But Nan Yunya was a sucker for this, always feeling that she could stir up some waves in this stagnant pool.

These two have been maintaining this situation for almost half a year.

She had actually thought: thankfully, both of them were boys. If one of them had been gender-swapped, things probably wouldn't have been so complicated.

"Then I'll take my leave." Asahina Nazuna bowed slightly, and as she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Shimizu Akira and Horikita Suzune standing in the corner. She paused for a moment, but eventually walked away slowly.

"You two, come to the interview room." Horikita Manabu glanced at Shimizu Akira and his younger sister, and ordered them in a flat tone.

"Shimizu-kun, Horikita-kun, please come in and have some tea." At this moment, Tachibana Akane walked over with two cups of tea and greeted the two of them with a smile.

Akira Shimizu and Suzune Horikita followed suit, entering the innermost conversation room one after the other.

Horikita Manabu remained seated at the far end of the interview room, but reached out and pulled out the nearest chair to him.

Horikita Suzune hesitated for a moment—just as she was wondering whether to sit next to her brother, her brother spoke up and called out directly, "Shimizu Akira, you sit here."

Akira Shimizu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded to Manabu Horikita: "Okay."

He walked over and sat down in the chair that had been specially pulled out—a spot no more than an arm's length from Horikita Manabu, even closer than where Horikita Suzune was standing at the moment.

Horikita Suzune stopped in her tracks. She had planned to sit to her brother's left, but now that the spot was taken by Shimizu Akira, she felt like an outsider.

"What are you standing for?" Horikita Manabu looked up at her, his tone flat. "There are empty seats over there."

She followed her brother's gaze and saw that the remaining chair was right opposite Shimizu Akira.

Horikita Suzune pursed her lips and slowly walked over to sit down.

Akira Shimizu sat down, picked up his teacup, and couldn't resist taking a sip of tea.

"Speak, what do you want from me?" Horikita Manabu asked, his tone as calm as ever.

"There's quite a lot to do. Let's start with the first thing." Shimizu Akira then looked at Horikita Suzune. "President, our classmate Horikita has indeed changed a lot since what happened last month. You two are siblings after all. Even if you don't have time to meet, you can still send a few messages every week, right?"

Horikita Manabu was silent for a few seconds, then his gaze fell on his younger sister: "...Rinne, instead of wasting time worrying about such trivial matters, you should think more about how to get the class promoted to Class A."

Horikita Suzune's face instantly turned pale—as expected, her brother would say that.

The words she had been gathering up for so long finally caught up with her courage, but were instantly rendered speechless by the phrase "irrelevant."

Horikita Manabu glanced at her again. "Alright! Since Shimizu has said so... then tell me your shortcomings, one by one. I'll give you three seconds to think. If you can't answer, don't call me 'brother' anymore."

Horikita Suzune was startled and paused for two seconds before raising her head. Her voice was lower than before, but she was very honest: "I have very poor social skills and I'm not good at dealing with people; I have a bad personality and it's easy for people to feel that I'm unapproachable; I don't have any people around me that I can call friends... These are probably the main reasons why I was assigned to Class D."

Horikita listened quietly, and when she finished speaking, a hint of approval appeared in his eyes. "Not bad. It seems that you have finally distinguished between pride and loneliness, seen your own shortcomings, and understood the importance of companions. Being able to do this is indeed a significant improvement for you. Okay, I will send you a few messages every week."

Horikita Suzune's expression immediately improved, and she was about to respond when Horikita Manabu suddenly interrupted her.

"However—" He changed the subject, his gaze shifting between his sister and Shimizu Akira, and suddenly asked, "Did Shimizu teach you to say these things, or did you figure it out yourself?"

"What I said to Tachibana-senpai... was told to me by Shimizu." Horikita Suzune paused, looked up at her brother, and said in an unusually serious tone, "But the shortcomings I mentioned earlier were all things I figured out myself."

She didn't lie.

Akira Shimizu hadn't prepared any explanation for her; those self-analyses were answers she had come up with herself a while ago.

She had originally intended to keep it to herself, but now that her brother had asked, she naturally blurted it all out.

After a few seconds of silence, Horikita Manabu spoke, "...I didn't mean to blame you." He glanced at the two of them, "Knowing how to leverage the strength of your companions is itself a skill."

Chapter 145: 143 Horikita Manabu: Every time I see my younger sister, I want to yell at her.

On the surface, Horikita Manabu remained outwardly calm, and his words were more of a neutral comment than praise. But those who knew him well understood that this was a rare and precious affirmation he could offer his sister.

He knew his younger sister's personality better than anyone else.

Seemingly cold and aloof, it's actually just because she's stubborn but soft-hearted, and doesn't know how to get along with people, which has gradually led her to develop an attitude of keeping people at arm's length.

He always boasts about his excellence, yet he can't even manage a few words naturally with someone—his social skills are probably worse than those of an elementary school student.

He recalled that three years ago, when he took the bus to school, the elementary school students he encountered would smile and greet him with "Hello, brother" without any fear.

Could Horikita Suzune do the same?

Even when facing her own brother, she would always act as if she were meeting some important person, inexplicably tensing up and becoming extremely reserved.

No matter what she did, she always regarded him as her role model and tried to emulate him in everything she did.

The opening line when they meet is always the same – “Brother, I am not the same person I used to be.”

After hearing this so many times, Horikita Manabu felt a dull ache in his temples.

He simply couldn't understand where things had gone wrong in raising his younger sister.

Actually, he was very good to her when she was a child.

He would occasionally take her out to eat, whether it was barbecue or hot pot, he almost never let her do anything, he would always cook the meat and make the sauce for her himself.

But somehow, what I got in return was her complete imitation.

It's one thing to imitate someone to a certain extent, but when did he ever become like her, always wearing a cold face and keeping his classmates at arm's length?

He can communicate normally with students from all classes, everyone respects him, and occasionally they even give special attention to those students who don't know their place. Why doesn't she learn from all these good qualities?

Especially whenever she sees her younger sister, she always unintentionally reveals that look in her eyes that says, "Brother, do you think I look just like you?"—a look that is both expectant and secretly smug.

This almost "idiotic" attitude always made him unable to resist the urge to scold her.

He never had any "foolish" or tolerant thoughts.

In his view, stupidity is stupidity, and it has nothing to do with appearance.

Even if you disregard her striking resemblance to him, all that's left is a clueless idiot.

Not to mention that her imitation seemed to him like a silent mockery—more like a deliberate attempt to provoke him by mimicking his mannerisms.

Of course, Horikita Manabu knew perfectly well that his younger sister wasn't a freak; she was just simple-minded and naive.