The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

"Hanayama-senpai?"

"Eh? Is that true? You can recognize it just by the voice?"

Hanayama Haruho was even more surprised than her.

She and Amemiya Yi had only met three or four times, and it was really unexpected that Amemiya Yi could recognize her just by one sentence.

When she thought that Amemiya Yi seemed to still remember her deeply, Hanayama Haruho felt inexplicably happy.

Yu Gongyi didn't know that the senior student on the other end of the phone suddenly became happier because of this. She was still wondering why the other party called her.

But she couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she could only politely whisper, "Because Senior Huashan's voice is more recognizable... Compared to this, may I ask, what is it that Senior called me about?"

"It's true."

As soon as the conversation got down to business, Hanayama Haruho immediately calmed down.

"To put it simply, I would like to ask you to temporarily serve as the accountant of the Student Union." Huashan said seriously.

"........"

Amamiya frowned slightly.

Is this a bit too simple? What are the causes and consequences?

"Why?" asked Yi Yugong.

"It seems you don't know yet." Hanayama Haruho quickly explained in a tone of understanding, "This is actually the school's custom. Whenever a student council position becomes vacant, Principal Kamiya promotes the president of each "Outstanding Club" to fill the position... Well, do you understand now?"

"I understand." Yu Gongyi nodded thoughtfully.

In other words, the butterfly effect of the club that the Study Department inexplicably selected as an outstanding club led to him getting on the bus to the Student Union and being recommended by the principal to take the class of an accountant...

Accountant of the Student Union.

This job may sound lagging, but in a Chinese high school it may just be a simple hassle that will only delay your studies every day.

But in Japan, especially in a "key" high school like Yundong, it is a different story.

Amemiya pondered for a moment.

Even if there are some shortcomings in your academic performance, having the title of a core cadre of the Student Union on your resume in the future is definitely a sure win.

Putting aside future work, having served as a student union member of an elite high school will be a significant plus point for future university admissions.

and...

And the most important point.

Yu Gongyi glanced at her savings of 114 million yuan.

Accounting... there is money to be made.

Almost all the student union funds, big or small, have to go through the accountant's hands. For a school like Yundong that fully utilizes cultural festivals, sports meets, and school trips every year, the student union must have a huge amount of money that has to be handled by the accountant over the years.

Yu Gongyi couldn't help but recall the high-level players of the Student Union in those live broadcasts and strategy guides in her previous life.

Those money-saving enthusiasts turned a perfectly good little yellow oil into a Heshen simulator. They were given 10 million to give to students, but he swallowed 9 million. Over the past three years, he's slashed hundreds of millions of wealth. They're pure vampires...

It's a pity that perhaps the production team also felt that making a profit from it was too inhumane, so the ending of Heshen players is basically one of two choices: going to jail or hanging on the street lamp.

If you are not greedy and simply join the student union, there will be a lot of things to do.

But through this opportunity, I can also get to know the high-ranking people in the school...

After a while of random thoughts, Amamiya stood in the corridor in thought for a few seconds, then shook her head.

"Allow me to refuse."

"......" Huashan on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Why?"

"The student union is very busy, and I don't have much spare time, as I also have to participate in clubs."

"Besides, I have no experience in this area, so I can't just accept such an important position casually."

In summary, there are too many things to do, no time, no experience, and I don’t want to go.

Amemiya Yi's rejection was so blunt that it caught Huashan off guard.

"Oh..." She sighed helplessly.

Just as I was about to say something else, Amamiya Yi said calmly, "Thank you for your understanding, Senior. Goodbye."

Then, he hung up the phone with a snap.

-----

-----

"The call has ended."

"Beep, the call has ended."

"..."

Sitting at the dining table in the spacious living room, Hanayama Haruho listened to the broadcast twice before she reacted and couldn't help frowning.

"Hang up on me..."

"I'm the second daughter of the Vice Minister of Justice, the top-ranked second-year student at Yundong, and the chairperson of the Student Union's Discipline Committee..."

"Even the principal has to say a few nice words to me when he sees me, and I called her and a junior high school girl hung up on me?"

"Humph, interesting woman, I must get her!"

Hanayama Haruho glanced at the woman next to her and said, "...what are you talking about again?"

"Psychological profiling... Koharu, isn't that what you're thinking?"

The woman raised her head, revealing a red face.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and Hanayama Haruho moved back with some disgust, "How much did you drink to get so drunk?"

"I wonder how much my sister drinks."

The woman threw the bottle in her hand into the pile of beer cans on the ground, and said innocently, "Strange, why are you drunk?"

"Are you really drunk, or are you playing dumb with me?"

"The town is still small, Shizuku, I don't know."

Hanayama Haruho squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who was using his thigh as a pillow and had closed her eyes and was snoring. After a while, he slowly said:

"Instead of being drunk and acting crazy here with me, why don't you go do something serious? Go back to the store you mentioned and explain to her that you really like her and that this isn't just a joke."

"..." The woman's eyebrows moved slightly, and the snoring suddenly stopped.

She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling with a dazed look.

When was the first time I met her?

It seemed like a rainy night.

A grand event held in Kabukicho.

The annoying politicians were chatting, and as a newcomer to the circle, I could only put on a smiling face to everyone.

She forced herself to smile and drank glass after glass of wine handed to her by a middle-aged man who claimed to be her elder but whom she had never met. She drank until she felt uncomfortable, but she still smiled.

The girls at the party were all smiling like flowers, but their young eyes were full of the desire to climb up.

The event was only halfway through when it was ruined by gangsters who broke in.

Seeing the "big shots" fleeing in panic surrounded by security, Huashan Zhen Shizuku just felt ridiculous.

She staggered out of the venue, trying her best to maintain her last bit of elegance amidst drunkenness, nausea, and being chased.

But in the heavy rain, she finally collapsed on the side of the road.

"...How are you?"

In the chaotic light, she saw a thin, pale hand.

By some strange coincidence.

She held the hand that was extended to her on the rainy night.

.....

......

.....

P.S. I have the CET-4 and CET-6 exams on Saturday. It's finals week lately, so I can't update during this time...

They are also the second week: Chapter 146 I am guilty!

A hand was accidentally extended to her, and the young but beautiful girl breathed anxiously in the rainy night.

In the midst of pain, there are warm hugs and panicked and unfamiliar care.

The messy memories that were torn apart by alcohol once again gathered into waves and rushed towards him.

In a trance, Huashan Zhenshi seemed to have returned to that night and turned into the powerless self nestled in the arms of a thin girl who was much younger than herself.

However, the person next to her at this moment was not the person in her memory.

Huashan Zhen Shizuku slowly stood up, leaned on the sofa, rubbed her dizzy head, and whispered.

"forget it..."

After trying to persuade her for a long time, Hanayama Haruho was a little confused. "Why? Don't you like her?"

"Of course I like her, but..."

Huashan Zhen Shizuku bit her lip, "...She has already made her words clear enough. If I go to her again, I will only be asking for trouble."

Miss Chuan is very gentle.

He would take in a drunk stranger on a rainy night.

When leaving, she will tell the truth frankly and end the relationship so that the guest can forget about her without leaving any thoughts.

That's why she is not a good public relations person.

"..."

Hanayama Haruho glanced at her sister who was depressed again and couldn't help frowning.

A year ago, or perhaps even before I realized it, my sister, who had always been a role model and perfect in my parents' eyes, had already fallen.

She was captured by a "female public relations" who she described as not even her age. Every night she did not do any work and after work she would run to the taboo red light district.

Haruho Hanayama has always followed her parents' instructions and focused on her studies. In her opinion, the so-called romantic relationship is something that should happen after graduation from college and is still far away from her.

After all, she has had very few friends since she was a child, so when it comes to words like "love", she knows nothing about them.

Speaking of friends, Hanayama Haruho couldn't help but think of the cold voice on the phone just now.

We haven't seen each other many times since the start of school, but I am inexplicably concerned about her.

Even when I'm in class or doing homework, I'd occasionally think of her.

Why would I pay attention to her?

Is it because she is beautiful? Or is it because she seems to like studying, is very righteous, and is the same kind of person as me?

Hanayama Haruho couldn't figure it out, so she had to find the answer herself.

"Sister..can I ask you a few questions?"

Huashan Zhenshi looked up in surprise, and a hint of red on her face made her mature and intellectual face look inexplicably more immature.

She looked at her sister in front of her with a complicated expression, and many doubts and confusions flashed in her eyes for a moment.

But after hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

As soon as she nodded, Hanayama Haruho immediately asked:

"Is she pretty?"

“…”

Huashan Zhen Shizuku's expression was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

She was confused for a moment, then scratched her head and said, "It's not a question of whether she's pretty or not... She's really that kind of person, that kind of person who's rare..."