"President, the price you charged is really eye-opening."

In the end, Keisuke Aoi just pushed the letter in front of Ai Komatsu so that she could read the words on it clearly.

"Daichi Sakamoto?" Ai Komatsu's face turned pale all of a sudden.

"Don't ask stupid questions, Ai-komatsu-senpai."

Fujiko Hoshino got up and poured herself a cup of black tea, took a slow sip before saying, "Just think about it, and then make your choice." ”

Komatsu Ai opened his mouth, when he fell in love with that guy Sakamoto Daichi, it was nothing more than using him to improve his grades, it was completely a tool to kick when he ran out, how could he still eat back grass now?

But it really shocked her that Fujiko Hoshino could even investigate this kind of thing......

Could it be that his relationship with Shangquan has also been found out?

Keisuke Aoi also knows his true colors for a long time? 33

Ai Komatsu felt as if she had lost the cover of her clothes, naked and embarrassed in front of the two.

Even Hoshino Fujiko's indifference seems to have turned into "contempt".

"This ......"

"I ...... You must have misunderstood! ”

Ai Komatsu loudly denied it, why would Fujiko Hoshino make such excessive demands on herself?

Just treating yourself like a ridiculous toy?

Or do you want to punish yourself?

"I don't like Sakamoto Daichi anymore, we broke up peacefully!"

"I'm not going to get back together with him!"

She rushed over and tore the piece of paper to shreds, her chest rising and falling violently, her expression changing from pale to angry, her clenched fists as if they were about to be imprinted on Hoshino's face the next moment.

However, Miss Hoshino-sama still looked like she didn't care about herself, she silently took a sip of black tea and looked at Keisuke Ao.

"President, it's obvious that you caused the trouble, and in the end you want others to be the bad guys?"

"It's called 'the duty of a member.'"

"Okay, okay."

Keisuke Aoi waved his hand and also entered the arena as an extra, and as a member of the club, he gently told Komatsu Ai: "Senior sister, please don't make noise in the activity room." ”

No noise?

Even Fujiko Hoshino didn't expect Keisuke Aoi to speak from this angle, and for a moment she had the urge to laugh, where would a normal person care about such a trivial matter?

- This completely ignores the important reminder, and it is exactly the same as my own bad character.

Ai Komatsu also looked at Keisuke Aoi in disbelief.

Her eyes turned red violently, and then she threw all the shredded paper in her hand at Keisuke Ao, scolding, "You two, what freaks! ”

The embarrassment made her completely tear her face, and after scolding, she covered her face and ran directly towards the sliding door, wanting to escape from this place.

Keisuke Aoi and Fujiko Hoshino all treated each other coldly, and no one kept them, let alone opened their mouths to admonish Ai Komatsu about the dangers she might face.

"President, bring me a cup of black tea, too."

"Go to the drink machine and buy it yourself."

"I think it's a 'member's welfare.'"

Keisuke Aoi took out a cup from the tea set on the shelf and poured himself a cup as well.

With a wave of his hand, he put the scattered pieces of paper back together and placed them in the envelope.

"It seems that Ai Komatsu has refused to pay the price."

"yes." Fujiko Hoshino stretched out her fingers and stroked the wooden grip of the pistol in the drawer: "She chose to accept the price of her life. ”

"Today's Kukai private high is a bit too lively." Aoi Keisuke said sincerely.

Fujiko Hoshino thought he was talking about a tournament, but then she heard a lot of incomprehensible descriptions, as if something had happened before that that she didn't know.

The two of them drank tea quietly for a while, and Keisuke Aoi asked Hoshino why he made such a condition.

The girl said calmly: "There is no particular reason, if I insist on saying it, it is because I expect the farce to unfold like this." ”

Keisuke Aoi complimented, "You'll be a good writer." ”

"I don't have a hobby to share with others."

"What about the files?"

"Don't ask stupid questions, the role of archives is to record, not share."

"Okay, okay."

It's not the first time that Keisuke Aoi has noticed that Fujiko Hoshino doesn't have the right mouth, but it's hard to say that she actually likes to share her inner world.

No matter how you look at it, she is not this kind of person......

Keisuke Aoi looked at Fujiko Hoshino, and the alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away was not an illusion.

"President, how dare someone like Komatsu Ai take the initiative to come to you to pray?" He asked.

Fujiko Hoshino said in a non-thinking tone, "Whether beautiful or ugly, as a green tea, the most important thing is self-confidence. ”

When Aoi Keisuke heard this, he felt that his own president had analyzed it accurately.

"Makes sense."

"Is there anyone like this in the file other than her?"

"Yes, boys, self-perception bias or incomplete brain development."

Translated, it's about arrogance and brain-dead.

"But when they are pointed at gunpoint, they are often able to heal without medicine."

"Haha."

Keisuke Ao's mood regained a little pleasure, and he continued to ask, "After reading this book, what does the president recommend to continue reading?" ”

"Reading is a very personal thing in the final analysis, and you don't need to mix too many preferences with other people...... But when you voluntarily confess to me, I will give you advice. ”

"Excuse me."

Aoisuke stood up, patted his clothes thoughtfully, took the book back out of the drawer, walked to the bookshelf, and stuffed it in.

"Reading is a very personal thing." He looked around, and finally pulled another book from Hoshino's shelf—

"Barrel River Stalker Murder Incident"

"How's the book?"

"Don't repeat it before, and then immediately say something contrary, it won't seem funny, it will only expose your shallowness."

Fujiko Hoshino glanced at the book in his hand and couldn't help but say, "But this book ...... It's still worth a look. ”

Qing Keisuke raised his eyebrows and put the book into his bag: "The previous sentence, you don't have to say it." ”

"Facing your mistakes and choosing to cover your mouth, this book is more suitable for you."

Fujiko Hoshino scoffed, "You're sure to be a good neon cop." ”

"A writer, a policeman, our club is really amazing." Qing Keisuke echoed.

He sat back in his seat and took out his phone - after the basketball game, his line has been very lively, congratulations, compliments and admiration are overwhelming, and there are friend applications that can't be scanned to the bottom.

There were still dozens of missed calls after the mute was set, half of which were from Yuto Nakagawa.

Because he didn't want to call back, Sei Keisuke clicked on his line message, looked around, and it turned out that he was blaming himself for not going to the awards and group photo.

Later, he said that he had asked someone from the game club to help him P up, so that he didn't have to worry about it, and Keisuke Aoi instinctively felt bad when he saw this news.

"President, can you disband our school's game club?"

"I can't."

"It's a pity."

Some people died, but not completely......