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

What was even more unexpected was that when I picked up my phone, the president had transferred an extra 500,000 points, with the note "fees for taking care of Horikita Reine".

This is probably what's called "caregiving fee".

(Nan Yunya is probably going to be in trouble now.)

From the very beginning, Akira Shimizu did not believe that Masanori Nagumo was a match for Manabu Horikita.

Just think about it for a moment and you'll realize that Horikita Manabu, as a freshman, rightfully defeated all the seniors in the second and third years and took the position of student council president. He was praised by the teachers as the "strongest senior." No matter how good Nagumo Masaru is, can he compare to him?

Moreover, Nagumo Masayuki was someone Horikita Manabu personally recruited into the student council.

It can only be said that Horikita Manabu was mostly too lazy to bother with him before and didn't take him seriously at all. Otherwise, with his authority as student council president, he would have had plenty of ways to deal with Nanami Masaru.

Just like this time, he could sense that the president seemed a little angry.

This time, it seems the chairman is really going to make a move.

He wasn't actually targeting Nan Yunya on purpose; he just came up with this method to repay a favor.

(I remember Nangumo Masako only came to buy exam papers at 7 PM, right?)

Akira Shimizu glanced at the third item in the daily intelligence report to confirm that he hadn't misremembered.

Just now, Horikita Manabu had already notified all the third-grade classes via mobile phone in front of him.

With the president's order in place, I'm sure no one in the third grade will dare to sell exam papers to anyone in the second grade this time.

One reason is probably that Horikita Manabu was too outstanding as the student council president, and his authority had long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

On the other hand, it's probably because Nangumo Masaru's reputation is really too bad—last month, I heard Chabashira Sae say that he actually wanted to interfere in the third year and control a class like he controlled the second year.

It's perfectly reasonable for Class A to refuse to sell exam papers to someone like that.

(Actually, whether Nan Yunya can buy the exam papers or not is no longer of much concern to me; I've already said what I needed to say.)

Strictly speaking, Shimizu Akira had already told Horikita Manabu the solution.

As for whether the third grader will be sold to Nan Yunya at a high price, or whether he will resolutely refuse to sell, or even if a third grader accidentally leaks the exam paper, these are no longer matters for him to worry about.

For Horikita Manabu, this was a perfect double win: selling the papers would easily bring in a large sum of points; not selling them would greatly diminish Nagumo Masaru's prestige among the second-year students.

For Shimizu Akira, it was a win-win-win situation: selling the tickets would give him a considerable share; not selling them would allow him to repay the favor from last month; and even if the information was leaked, Horikita Manabu had already said that he would compensate him 300 million yen no matter what.

Overall, Shimizu Akira and Horikita Manabu will not lose money no matter what. The only one who might be hurt is Nagumo Masaru—either he will have to pay a huge sum of money, or his reputation will be completely ruined.

(Haven't he always wanted to force the president to show his true abilities and have a fair fight with him? In a sense, I guess I've fulfilled his wish.)

Akira Shimizu even felt that even if his feelings were exposed, given Aya Nami's personality, she might even "reward" him instead.

After all, according to that senior student, Sunflower, that person's mind was filled with thoughts of facing off against Horikita Manabu.

And now! The president's counterattack is probably coming, but it remains to be seen whether the other side can withstand it.

(Wait a minute? Weren't these two dating before?)

He then realized that the seemingly nice upperclassman had been letting Nan Yunya flirt with Horikita Suzune ever since she joined the student council.

Based on this, it seems the two are not dating.

But what exactly is her relationship with Nan Yunya?

This is where a question mark needs to be placed.

A gentle breeze blew by in the evening, and Shimizu Akira simply stopped thinking about the student council issue.

Anyway, Horikita Manabu will notify him whenever there is any recent news.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank someone."

Thinking of this, Shimizu Akira logged into his alternate account and sent a thank you message to Sakayanagi Arisu.

Yueqing: Thank you for the information.

Upon closer reflection, the reason he was able to advance the plan so smoothly was actually inseparable from the other party's statement that "students can only buy exam papers from other students."

If students can buy exam papers from teachers, then everything he just said to Horikita Manabu would be completely untenable.

Miss Sakayanagi is actually quite kind at heart.

On the first day of school, she gave him 100,000 points and created an opportunity for him to meet Kamuro Masumi. By the second month, she had Kamuro Masumi actively offering him benefits, and even subtly pushed forward her plan against Nagumo Masaru—of course, she certainly didn't do it on purpose.

Akira Shimizu suddenly felt a little worried. What if she accidentally found out about these things one day... Would she be so angry that she would go to the infirmary?

After all, this young lady's health isn't very good.

Yueqing: Little princess, please pay more attention to physical exercise and drink less coffee in the future.

......

Sakayanagi Arisu frowned at her phone screen, the words "Little Princess" on the screen seeming particularly jarring.

???

She sat by the window in the coffee shop, completely baffled by the other person's thoughts. Why send such a strange notification all of a sudden? Was they out of their mind?

I was the one who stopped that person from reselling the exam papers, and the other person replied with a "thank you" instead—this logic is utterly absurd.

Sakayanagi Arisu picked up her coffee and took a sip, trying to suppress the irritation in her heart.

The warm liquid slid down my throat, but my heartbeat inadvertently quickened by half a beat.

It must be caused by this inexplicable news.

She muttered to herself, her gaze inadvertently sweeping towards the distance, where she saw a boy with striking blond hair walking straight toward her, a frivolous smile on his lips.

"Hey junior, interested in getting to know each other?" The other person stopped in front of her desk and introduced herself with a confident look, "I'm Nan Yunya from Class A, Year 2, and I'm the current vice president of the student council."

Sakayanagi Arisu looked up, a polite but distant smile playing on her lips. "Sorry, I'm not interested in you."

Having said that, she picked up her cane from the table, turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Student council vice president? Turns out he was just a deputy, and supposedly the student council has several vice presidents.

If it were the student council president, perhaps she would be slightly more interested.

As for a deputy, let's forget about it.

Her mind was completely occupied with that mysterious person, and she had no time to bother with a deputy.

Chapter 150: 148 Are all these people people we can't afford to offend?

Nan Yunya awkwardly looked away, feeling that her luck had been absolutely terrible lately.

He was furious when Horikita Suzune confronted him in the student council earlier, but he could only swallow his anger because she was the student council president's sister.

But who is this silver-haired girl in front of him? How dare she ignore him like this?

(She's just a woman with a cane, and she looks frail... I wouldn't touch a woman like that.)

It's true that Nan Yunya has a preference for beautiful young girls, but he also has his own bottom line—at least he would never lay a hand on a woman who looks unwell.

The main concern is getting into trouble – if the school finds something to use against me and I get punished, it would be a huge loss.

He's the student council vice president after all, and once Horikita graduates, the president's position will be his sooner or later. It's not worth tarnishing his reputation for a girl who uses a cane.

The phone in my pocket kept vibrating, making my already irritable mood even worse.

Nan Yunya impatiently pulled out her phone, and on the screen was a message from the class monitor of Class C, Grade 2:

Class monitor of Grade 2, Class C: Vice President, how's the test paper issue going?

Class monitor of Grade 2, Class C: Um, I'm not rushing you, it's just that it's always safer to get it sooner.

Not only Class C, but other classes—including Class A—sent messages indirectly, simply reminding him to buy the test papers as soon as possible.

Nan Yunya's temper flared up instantly.

Nan Yunya: What's with the rush? Does the exam paper have legs to run away?

Nan Yunya: Do you guys still want to be promoted to Class A in the future?

Nan Yunya was already in a bad mood, and the embarrassment of her failed attempt to strike up a conversation just now made her vent her pent-up anger on these people.

Sure enough, the person who sent the message immediately fell silent.

After all, Nan Yunya had already promised these classes that as long as they behaved well, they would all have the opportunity to be promoted to Class A—even if they didn't accumulate enough points to buy "tickets," there was still a very low probability of being promoted by "lottery."

As for the actual probability of winning the lottery, what are the standards? Is it truly random, or is it manipulated behind the scenes?

The answer will only be revealed when all second-year students move on to their senior year.

But for Nan Yunya, all she needed to do was make these people obey.

At least this way, he can have a steady stream of "tribute" to receive during these months of his second year of high school—that's the most crucial thing.

His real purpose in coming to the coffee shop was to find a third-grade student and buy the test paper from them.

However, it's one thing for him to intend to do it, but it's quite another for others to urge him to do it.

(These people are really impatient; I'd better buy the exam papers and hand them over as soon as possible.)

As Nan Yunya thought this, she glanced at her phone—it was exactly 7 p.m.

He casually glanced at the other seats in the cafe, his gaze suddenly fixed on a certain spot: a senior girl in a third-year school uniform was sitting there alone, her figure looking somewhat lonely.

(Hmm? She's not bad looking.)

(Perfect, I'll buy the test papers from her. I'll also ask for her contact information; maybe we can meet up sometime.)

Nan Yunya straightened his school uniform collar, a flirtatious smile spreading across his face, and walked toward the seat of the third-year senior. He deliberately slowed his pace, pausing briefly beside the other's table before speaking: "Are you alone, senior? You don't mind if I sit here, do you? My name is Nan Yunya, and my position is the vice president of the student council."

The senior student looked up, revealing a pretty face that wasn't stunning but was nonetheless delicate, her eyes showing a hint of wariness: "What is it?"

"It's nothing serious." Nan Yunya pulled out a chair and sat down, her fingers lightly tapping on the table. "Does your senior have any second-year midterm exam papers? I'll pay you 20,000 points, how about it?"

The standard price for the exam paper was 20,000 points. I thought that bribing this seemingly unremarkable senior would be the most effective approach.

"I'm sorry, Vice President," the senior student said calmly, "I can't sell you the exam paper."

"What do you mean?! Is it because my price is too low?" Nan Yunya asked, taken aback.

“It’s not about the price.” The senior looked up at him, her tone completely calm. “I’m from Class A of the third year.”

“…So that’s how it is.” Nan Yunya pondered for a moment, and the confusion on her face immediately disappeared.

The other party is from Class A, so they certainly don't lack this amount of money.

It must be the arrogance of a top student who disdains such underhanded dealings.

It seems we still need to target those with flaws.

He changed the subject, a smile spreading across his face: "...Senior, how about we exchange contact information? If you're free on your day off, how about we hang out?"

"Are you going to contribute any points?" the senior student suddenly asked, her tone unreadable.

“Of course!” Nan Yunya replied immediately, secretly delighted—points really do work.

"Points..." the senior student drawled softly, then shook her head. "Actually, I don't need them much. Sorry."

"By the way, could you please leave this table?" the senior student suddenly asked, her tone carrying a hint of aloofness that left no room for refusal. "I have an appointment with a male classmate."

Before Nan Yunya could react, a figure had already walked up to him.

The other person, like him, had striking blond hair, but their lazy yet noble air was completely different from his.

"Junior Koenji, you've finally arrived." The senior student, who had been indifferent just moments before, instantly broke into a bright smile upon seeing the newcomer and stood up to greet him.

"I ran into a few friendly upperclassmen on the way, and they asked for my contact information several times! Being popular is really a nuisance!" Koenji's voice was much clearer than Nagumo Masa had expected.

"So, who are you? Why are you sitting in my seat? You don't look like you've come to the wrong place." Koenji's gaze fell on the blond man, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Interesting. So, are you here to hit on my date?"

"Ignore him," the senior student said, pressing down on Koenji's arm and lightly changing the subject. "He's just the student council vice president; what good are his points or power? Speaking of which, after I graduate from university, will I be able to get a job at your company, Koenji's company?"

"Senior is so adorably straightforward!" Koenji laughed loudly. "But have you forgotten? This school seems to have no way to contact the outside world."

"When I leave school, I'll just take your autograph with me! Your family will definitely arrange a job for me, please! I'll do anything, junior." The senior looked up at him, her tone deliberately fawning.

Nan Yunya silently stood up and left her seat with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

So he's a rich young master? No wonder the senior high school girl was so enthusiastic about him.

One's points and status are indeed of no use to the graduating third-year seniors.

(What's wrong with these people?! Why don't they all seem afraid of me?)

Nan Yunya later approached several third-year seniors, but was rejected one after another for the same reason as the previous senior—they also didn't lack any items, but no matter how much he raised the price, they said they didn't need any.

Even Nan Yunya herself vaguely sensed that something was wrong.