On the third floor of the activity building, in front of the student union room.
Click, click.
The metal door handle made a persistent sound, then fell silent.
Kato Yusuke reached into his pocket out of habit, but what he touched was the sports shorts with the key to the sports warehouse, and his trousers were left in the classroom together with the key to the student union room.
Seeing his movements pause,
Shinjoka couldn't help but poked her head out from the side, looked at him from bottom to top, blinked and said, "Did you forget to bring your key? President."
"Um."
"That's it~ Then do you want to follow me to the cheerleading club? There is a cheerleading event in the afternoon, so the door there is always open."
Kato Yusuke turned his head and thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Lead the way."
"Okay~ That said... but the cheerleading club is on the other side of the corridor on this floor?" Shinjoka explained, and led him to an activity room in the opposite direction, reaching out to hold the door handle.
Then turn.
Click.
As the door handle rang softly, the door opened in response.
"Please come in~President."
Shinjoka smiled and moved her body away, making a "please" gesture.
Kato Yusuke stepped in.
There was no one in the not-so-big activity room, and the air was filled with the smell of either subtle or strong compound perfume, forming a real world for girls.
The room is equipped with a long table for meetings, several chairs, a couch, and a whiteboard used to formulate themes or explain actions.
——Padang.
There was a sound of a door closing behind me that was neither soft nor heavy.
"You can sit wherever you want, President~"
Kato Yusuke looked around and finally sat down on the sofa that looked more comfortable.
Shinjoka also walked over with clattering steps. While sitting down next to him, she kicked off her indoor shoes with a "whoosh" sound and curled up her legs wearing white knee-high socks.
On the sofa.
Squeak...
The light yellow leather sofa groaned feebly, carrying the girl's little body moving around.
Tear.
Kato Yusuke tore open the package of the fried noodles bread and brought it to his mouth. Just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly felt a slight weight on the right side of his body.
He couldn't help but pause, then turned to look to the side and said indifferently: "Sit tight."
He leaned his body against his Shinjoka but didn't obey. He just said in a long voice: "Hey~~No one will come at this time, please~"
"..."
Kato Yusuke frowned slightly, but after two seconds, he returned to his face and ate the bread.
Shinjou smiled widely, stretched out his hand and tore off a small piece of his red bean bread, but did not eat it.
"..."
She tentatively stretched out the torn bread to someone slowly, but stopped halfway, then took it back as if nothing had happened, put it in her mouth, and started chewing it.
"Speaking of which...why did the president come to buy bread? May I take the liberty of asking, didn't the president's family come today?"
"No."
"Hmm~ Then we are the same~" After hearing his words, Shinjoka took the initiative to speak as if he had found someone of the same kind.
"I didn't tell my mother what I said. Even so, she was already drunk and unconscious from the time I left the house in the morning. She wouldn't be able to come back even if I told her~"
"You hate her?" Kato Yusuke asked casually, without any emotion in his words.
"Hmm~ It's annoying, so even if she comes, it will only bother me, so it's better to be like this now~"
"Um."
"Anyway, when I save enough money and move out, that woman will do whatever she wants~" Shinjoka said in conclusion, very calm about the darkness in his words.
"..."
Kato Yusuke thought for a moment, then picked up the thing in his hand, "I'll give this to you."
"...coffee pudding? Why?"
"I bought bread as a gift."
"Huh? I bought it too, why not?"
"have no idea."
"Wow, that auntie is so partial. She just thinks you are good-looking, president, so she treats you specially!"
Shinjoka knelt straight and faced him, looking a little indignant.
"do you want."
"Yes! Thank you, President~~"
She took the pudding with a smile, not caring about his cold expression and tone, and continued to eat the bread.
Kato Yusuke chatted with her all the time, with an expression on his face as if he was killing time with nothing to do.
Shintōka saw it, her eyes twitching, but she didn't speak...
Fifteen minutes later,
Kato Yusuke finished his lunch.
I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it was just 12:10.
There are still 50 minutes left before lunch break ends.
He put the finished plastic packaging and drink bottles together, then stood up, planning to prepare for the afternoon's work in advance.
Seeing this, Shinjoka asked: "Where are you going? President."
"Go prepare the props."
"Eh? Isn't that the job of the tools team?"
Kato Yusuke hummed, without further explanation, and then took the garbage and prepared to leave.
"Ah, wait for me~~Then I'll go help too."
"No need."
He said and walked out.
Shinjoka hurriedly ate the last bite of pudding, put on her shoes, picked up her sports backpack, and trotted after him.
"President, can I help you take out the garbage~?"
"Need not."
"Oh~..."
Kato Yusuke walked forward and came to the warehouse next to the gymnasium. He inserted the key into the door lock, opened the door and walked in.
There was a little moisture in the dark room.
As the door was opened, a stuffy smell suddenly hit my nostrils.
"Wow, it stinks~" Shinjoka instinctively raised her hand in front of her nose and waved her hand to fan herself.
Kato Yusuke looked as usual, walked to the shelf against the wall, and began to rummage for the items he needed for the afternoon.
After a while, the target was found.
It was a bundle of hemp rope as thick as a forearm, which would be used in the afternoon tug-of-war competition.
He hung the hemp rope on his arm and was about to leave.
"Hey~"
——Crunch.
Suddenly there was a heavy sound of the metal door rubbing against the sliding rail behind me, and then it hit again with a "thud".
The warehouse became darker as a result.
"..."
He looked back in silence, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
He saw Shinjoka leaning against the door with his hands behind his back, looking at him unblinkingly. A pair of dark, watery eyes flashed, secretly glancing at him.
"I want academic guidance, President~"
"..."
Kato Yusuke frowned slightly at first, then lowered his head to check the time, and said noncommittally: "...there is not enough time."
Shinjoka did not refute what he said, but blushed and nodded, and responded with a charming voice: "Yeah~~So I will work harder~"
Under his slightly questioning eyes.
Shinjoka stood up straight, holding the door frame with her left hand behind her, took a deep breath, tilted her upper body slightly to the left about 15 degrees, and at the same time raised her right leg and stretched it straight to the right, and then slowly moved upward.
45 degrees, 90 degrees, 180 degrees.
The slender thighs showed amazing flexibility, and they passed over the top of the head so lightly, creating a slightly curved extension line between the upper and lower points.
The loose sports shorts cling to the body, and because of the intense stretching, they more and more outline the voluptuous figure, highlighting the graceful curvature of the buttocks.
"President, you should know that I am in the cheerleading club, right?"
Shinjoka winked at him mischievously, her left hand still supporting the door frame behind her, and her right hand grabbing the ankle of her right foot to maintain balance.
"..."
Kato Yusuke glanced down, scanning her slender legs, slender waist, crystal pink lips, pure appearance, and spring eyes...
Finally, he looked at her again, as if to check.
As if feeling the emotion in his eyes, Shinjoka felt slightly proud, and changed the positions of his left and right hands without saying a word.
She braced her ankle with her left hand, put her right leg against her head, and continued to lower her waist.
From 225 degrees, 270 degrees, 315 degrees, and then completely let go.
The soft right leg completed a cycle and drew a complete circle around the body...
call……
Shinjoka let out a sigh of relief, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and asked softly: "Have you changed your mind now? President~~~"
Kato Yusuke looked at her with a deep look in his eyes and asked: "Are you ordering me?"
As the cold and indifferent voice spread in the warehouse.
Shinjoka suddenly became downcast and said in a low voice: "...No, please guide me in my sociology homework, President."
"..."
"..."
For a while, no one spoke in the room.
Kato Yusuke thought for a moment, put the thick hemp rope on his arm back on the stand, then walked to the vault beside him and said calmly: "Come here."
"……yes."
Shinjoka walked over with a patter, bowing her head and clasping her hands behind her back like a child who had made a mistake.
"what is the problem?"
"... Classical Chinese in Chinese language class, and agriculture class in sociology."
Kato Yusuke nodded and said, "Then let's get started."
His voice was calm, and his tone was neither a question nor a request, just like a warning.
Facing his deep gaze, Shinjoka looked around, and finally put her elbows on the vaulting horse that was as high as the desk, using it as a desk.
While pretending to open the book, he talked about his two problems.
The first question is Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring".
"When the forest reaches the water source, there is a mountain. There is a small opening in the mountain, as if there is light."
"I left the boat and entered through the entrance. It was very narrow at first, and then I could pass people. After walking for dozens of steps, I suddenly became enlightened."
Shinjoka recited in a somewhat difficult-to-speak voice. The complicated pronunciation made her read staggeringly, intermittently, and paused from time to time. It took her a long time to think before she could continue.
Even so, it is not without its merits.
At least her voice is nice and has a Susu Meimei feel to it.
Kato Yusuke listened quietly and pointed out her wrong pronunciation from time to time.
in a trance,
He felt like he was playing a piece of piano music, playing a sentimental and melodious song passionately on the keys with a pair of slender and powerful hands.
The sound of the piano is long and loud.
It's like a lingering sound lingering in my ears for three days.
When I read the text to the end, the new fragrance was not enough, so I had to sit down at my desk and take a break.
Kato Yusuke tapped his feet on the ground, supported his waist with his hands, and beat a beat in his heart, silently counting the other party's mistakes in reciting, and summarizing them.
Then comes the second question, about agriculture classes in sociology.
Shintiao Xiang didn’t quite understand the ancient farming process taught in class.
Kato Yusuke pondered for a moment, and then explained with examples from previous ancient texts.
…
Amidst the melodious sound of the piano, the fisherman did not leave paradise, but chose to take root here and start a farming life.
He found a piece of unowned land and set out to cultivate it.
Then he bought a plowing ox, put a rake on it, and took it with him to loosen the soil.
This step is very important, because you want to ensure that the soil is not in one piece, so you need to go back and forth repeatedly to let the rake penetrate into every inch of soil, completely break it up, and make it soft.
It wasn't until the soil in the field became soft and pleasant, showing its docile side during the cultivation, that the next step of sowing could be carried out.
The fisherman bought improved seeds of the crops and began to sow them on his land, taking care not to spread the seeds too densely.
Then after sprinkling, use a small rake to turn over the soil and bury the seeds deeply and shallowly in the soil to prevent birds from pecking.
Next comes fertilizing and watering.
Because he was not very professional, his actions seemed a bit rough, but in the end he successfully completed this step.
However, God was not kind to him, and it suddenly started raining.
The rain started from being as thin as an ox's hair, to a drizzle in the middle, and then to a continuous line at the end.
The light rain at first turned into moderate rain, and the moderate rain turned into heavy rain.
The torrential rain swept across the earth, ravaging the newly cultivated fields, and pouring rain quickly and urgently.
The fisherman saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he was powerless and could only say nothing.
Faced with this unpredictable scene, even Nitta could only keep praying for mercy and love, and groaned in tears.
Until I don’t know how much time passed...
There was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the violent storm finally ended.
The sky cleared again, and a rainbow appeared over the fields. It was incredibly beautiful...
Kato Yusuke finished talking about the importance of climate for farming, answered all Shinjoka's questions, and then asked: "...are you ready?"
Shinjoka nodded her head slowly, replied softly, and then reached out from her pocket to take out a band-aid.
"I was also injured at the sports meeting. Can you patch it up for me? President..."
"..."
Kato Yusuke didn't say anything, but reached out to take the band-aid and put it on her wound.
"Hey~ President?"
Shinjoka stood up and asked, "If I have any questions later, can you still help me?"
Kato Yusuke frowned, thought for a moment about her stupidity in her studies, and muttered: "Next time, bring a ruler."
"Huh?"
"If you answer incorrectly, there will be punishment."