Chapter 18 The Quietly Coming Throbbing, the Restlessness Gradually Drifting Away, This Is a Successful Academy Sacrifice (7)

I'm curious to know what's going on now, but he probably just said something like, "As long as the student council agrees, it's fine," and the matter basically doesn't matter to us. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info So, from just now until now, as the student president, Isshiki is still fulfilling his obligations in a state of reluctance... Hawkers,Even if you're not very serious, you're still working hard.,So,Come on.

I'm also taking this opportunity to relax slowly, and this time the trouble will not be my turn. Thinking like this, I can't help but get a little comfort for what happened to me, in fact, it's what ordinary people call schadenfreude, well, just look at it at this time...

[That... Excuse me, should you sign this?]

Mr. Naoki, a "third-rate actor", finally stopped the stand-up comedy that was not very interesting at some point, stopped and handed the proposal to the table in front of Isshiki, and then asked with a very kind smile.

Ichiseki propped up on the table with one hand, put that little head on it, and skimmed me very unhappily, very pitiful, and then used the index finger of the other hand to gently and continuously point at the plan in front of him, as if hesitating... Or maybe they're struggling with something, and they're not going to make a decision.

It's a hard question to decide, right? Otherwise, according to her character, it would have been done in the simplest way.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something that made people happy, she smiled, clasped her hands on her chest and lightly struck it, and then hugged the plan to her chest and walked happily towards me step by step, and then I watched her put the plan in front of the computer

[Hey, hey, senior~please~]

[I didn't say anything and didn't say anything, did I?]

[That's why I came to ask my seniors.] ]

[That's why you're the problem....]

As he spoke, he tilted his head and squeezed his eyes at me, making that cute gesture, ah, if I said it wasn't for this situation, then there would probably be a moment of heart-pounding.. Not now, though.

[No, it doesn't.] ]

[Just this once~]

Isseki took my arm and shook it, like a child's usual trick, with a soft tone... It's really terrifying, but I still think it's more terrifying at this time, just looking at me quietly.

[No just no way... Anyway, the student president is you, it's right, it's decided, it's judged, it's not used even if I sign it.]

[Mr. Naoki.] ]

Isshiki turned around and looked at Naoki curiously, who walked to Isshiki in a daze after being called, and then continued to look at us curiously

[Anyway, as long as you can get his permission, it's okay to sign.] ]

[Eh? Why?]

[Because....]

As he spoke, Isshiki stared at me, making people feel so uncomfortable, and then looked at Naoki's round face that was still unchanged even though it was very confused, and cautiously, his eyes glanced at me and said with a slightly red face

[I'll listen to him for everything.]

......

Then, basically, the whole scene was silent, and as far as I was concerned, I just felt like I had fallen into a deep water tan, a cold feeling.

Naoki looked straight at her, twisted his head slightly, looked at me and then at Isseki, and then nodded slowly

[Hmm, mmmm.] Got it, got it, it's really... Haha, haha. ]

No, no, I don't know what you know somehow, and I don't want to know, and I don't want to know at all, so I don't want this guy's family to have anything to do with me, so I don't want this guy to be here.

I sighed and glanced down at the plan in front of me, what the hell should I do? So, at this time, I quietly glanced at the side under the snow, but found that Miss Under the Snow naturally entered the working state again, her fingers were tapping on the keyboard quickly, staring at the display screen with full attention, and she didn't care at all... So, please, can you take care of it a little bit?

[Small Business... Or just take a look?]

Yubihama looked at Naoki, who had been on standby, and said to me with some concern, well, I probably know what she's worried about... Because this guy is a sponsor no matter how he says it, the gap between the rich and the poor in this kind of society is still quite large.

[Please, Senpai.]

[.... Whose business the hell is this...]

Under the gaze of Isshiki and others, I finally reluctantly slowly opened this so-called planning book, and at this time, Naoki leaned forward, as if to look with me, and Isshiki more naturally ran between me and the seat under the snow, leaned over, and poked his head out of my shoulder, which looked very subtle, followed by the faint smell of Chanel perfume that Isshiki was used to. But as a person herself, she probably doesn't care about this.

I glanced a little to the other side of my neck, and then my eyes returned to the planner, and I looked... Well..

Private canteens: about the establishment and operation of private canteens and profit distribution schemes.

This one... Is it going to build a cafeteria? In our school? Impossible? The principal also agreed?

Ten minutes later, I read the whole plan page by page very carefully, and it was indeed to build a private canteen. Invested, established, and operated by Naoki's company, the school is responsible for participating in the management and operation, and the canteen is only open to school students from Monday to Saturday, and open to the public on Sundays and holidays, that is, it can be reopened in addition to ensuring that the students of the school can use it with the highest priority, which is unexpectedly very business-minded. On the whole, this is indeed a very good plan, and they make good use of each other.

[Hello, my name is Hikiya.Hachiman.]

After reading it, I can only say hello first, is this plan drawn up by himself? If that's the case, then I really can't underestimate him.

[Ah, oh, I'm lucky, I'm Naoki Tengo]

[May I ask if the principal has read your plan?]

[Yes, I said that it was okay as long as the student council agreed.] ]

The purpose of the dean is to "let the students make their own choices"... I guess I can see it. It's strange why it turned out to be up to me, though... The student representative should be the student council president. But the student council president next to me is just one

I took a deep breath, but it turned out like this...

[Mr. Naoki, this... It looks good to us, but we don't agree with it. So, I can't agree to this proposal. ]

[Huh?]

Naoki, who was originally full of confidence, heard that his proposal was rejected, and looked at me with bulging glasses in disbelief, although he was still deliberately performing that funny smile, but he didn't seem to be very calm, and stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at the plan in front of me, and asked

[No, didn't you say that's good?, I, no, why don't you agree?]

[Just looks good.] Is that really the case?]

I put the question back like this, this is the so-called "word game", the planning book.

Some of the people present were surprised by my answer, such as Ichishiki Yubihama, who looked at me curiously, but others who looked calm, such as the two people who were concentrating on their work under the snow, and the other was listening with their heads down. Hawkers,It doesn't even matter what it looks like, as long as you can rest.,Hiratsuka-sensei simply fell asleep on the table after yawning repeatedly.

[When、Of course, I'm here to make it easier for students to eat...]

[I'm afraid not, Mr. Naoki.] ]

I flipped through the regulations and randomly pointed out two of them.

Article 10: The catering area set up in the canteen can be voted by the students to set up the corresponding catering food. Voting is available every two months.

Article 18: Students must use a meal card when eating, and no form of cash payment is accepted, except on Sundays and holidays.

From my point of view, two are strange anyway.