Evil......

I lay on the table with a blue face, my throat making swallowing motions, and the food stuffed in my mouth didn't mean to go down my esophagus into my stomach at all.

The little hedgehog ran happily, chasing the crumbs of cake that had been disturbed by my dying prostration.

"It's absolutely perfect......"

My face twitched and I rolled my eyes.

The taste that made me scream at the first piece numbed the tip of my tongue in the third, until the fifth piece became as hard to swallow as plastic......

"So it's exactly the same as the handicrafts made by machinery."

Akitomi sat with her legs crossed in disdain, mercilessly sprinkling pepper on the wounds of my soul.

"Ingenious and lifeless!"

She ended up making this comment and dumped all my masterpieces in the trash.

"Don't do that......"

With tears in my eyes, I felt like an abandoned mother.

"Then you go ahead and eat them all!"

The delicate palm of the trash can bag turned to the tip of my nose.

"Uh...... I mean you can feed it to the hedgehog O__O', and by the way, we haven't named it yet! ”

I forcibly changed the subject.

Qiu Hitomi thought hard when she heard this.

"Speaking of which, the little guy is covered in thorns (isn't this nonsense -+), has a pink pointed nose, black jewel-like eyes, and is well-behaved (but I would never agree with this!) ）……”

Qiu Hitomi muttered seriously, as if she wanted to decide its name from its appearance, and suddenly her eyes lit up:

"Let's call it Ahri!"

"No contact at all, hey! And why do I have to use the same name as the hedgehog! ”

Akitomi, who completely ignored my protests, "Ahri", "Ahri", happily screamed the miniature hedgehog, and this hateful spike monster was shamefully admitted? Ran over and rubbed her small, crystalline fingers......

"I'd better make a cake......"

So I deliberately added a few changes this time, and the result was a black, hard lump that smelled of disinfectant water from the oven......

"Hehe......"

The only one who can make this kind of yin and yang weird laughter is Qiu Hitomi.

Ay......

When it was getting dark, I left the villa under the uncomfortable gaze of the security guard.

Only then did I realize that I had not been able to say the purpose of my visit today.

She never asked, either.

Probably that's fine......

The next day, when I opened the classroom door, I saw the familiar petite figure next to the window, glanced at me coldly with a cold expression, and turned out the window again.

It seems that the original trajectory has been restored.

Thinking so, I pushed open the door to the student council room at noon, then silently withdrew, and looked at the sign outside the door again.

In my mind, this is like an exclusive space for Aya Yue and me, but at the moment there are six people crammed inside.

"Xiaoli, you're here."

A beautiful girl with lip gloss, stud earrings, a school uniform with just the right waist and a crystal clear cross pendant around her neck, a beautiful face with light makeup and slightly curly hair at the ends, greeted me briskly from that angle.

“…… Who are you? ”

"A member of the student council."

This time, I was answered by a tall man who was leaning against the corner and was more than 1.8 meters tall, with a handsome face, a straight tone of business, and his messy hair hanging down in front of his forehead, which looked very attractive.

"w_w bothered ......"

When I finally met the legendary student council members, my position as an unidentified guy immediately became awkward.

But what seems wrong?

"Why do you know my name?"

I pointed to the beautiful girl who looked like it was shining and suddenly exclaimed, and she had a natural expression:

"Of course, it's because we're all the masters!"

"Master?"

"It's Sister Ayayue."

What answered my doubts was a girl with slightly scorched hair, combed bangs in front of her forehead, not tall, and looking quiet and introverted.

I pulled over a chair and sat on it, only to find that the girl who had been hiding in the student union and scaring me once, was leaning against the window in boredom, and the innocent and uninhibited babyface who didn't seem to care much about anything was completely bored.

"When we signed the deed, the owner gave us the same two choices!"

As if to prove her identity, the beautiful girl smiled and said:

"Option 1: Make a 'contract' with me and become my 'ritual'."

"Option 2 - Die."

"So handsome!"

This guy has an admiring expression, and the rest of the people are also looking as they should, as if I should have experienced such a choice as a matter of course.

However, this is not the case.

On that night that I will never forget, there was a different conversation......

I wasn't given a second option.

What does this mean?

My gaze swept over the people in the room, but I didn't say anything about it.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and they seemed to take this as a default.

"Why do you call her master?"

I digressed from the topic and asked questions about my doubts.

"Why don't you call her master?"

Instead, they had a strange look on their faces, and the short, easy-going-looking boy who had never spoken touched his head and asked, his short shaggy hair making a brush-like sound.

"Why do I call the senior sister who is only one year above me 'master'?"

Our common sense seems to have gone in different directions here, and I have a helpless expression for some reason.

"Presumptuous!"

Ever since I came in, the tall boy who had been cold-faced had been scolding him violently.

"I really don't understand why the master would choose a guy like you to be her ritual! Wouldn't it be nice to just dispose of it! ”

"Hey! Do you think I'm willing? You're rude! ”

The remarks of casually disposing of people made me angry, and my principle has always been to never provoke guys I don't know, but I will never tolerate being provoked by guys I don't know!

For some reason, my words infuriated him completely, and he straightened up like ignited gunpowder, and his face became even more cold and gloomy.

"Let me test your arrogant qualifications for the master!"

"Yuan Xue!"

He turned his head sideways and whispered to the quiet, introverted girl.

"But ......"

Yuan Xue looked embarrassed.

"Hee-hee, that's funny! …… It's okay, just interrupt him at a critical time! ”

The fashionably dressed girl poked the quiet girl with her finger with an interesting look on her face, and whispered in her ear.