"Then I will go back first, Kasumigaoka-senpai and Sawamura-san."
That happened shortly after Shinjoka left the student council room.
Looking at Yinglili who stayed in the room and was immersed in drawing in a notebook, Shiyu had no intention of spending more time with this extremely incompatible person, so he excused himself to go to the bathroom, then got up and left.
Wandering in the corridor of the activity building, I didn't actually go to the bathroom. Instead, I went down to the second floor and walked slowly along the corridor.
Two options come to mind.
1. Go to the drama department of the gymnasium to check the rehearsal status of the stage play "Rhapsody of Harmony".
Second, go to the library of the teaching building and discuss novels and comics with Yuu-chan (to enhance relationships).
Maybe he didn't even waver for a second, and he already had the answer in his heart.
‘Focus on career.’ Shiyu thought leisurely, as the distance between his feet and the gymnasium gradually became farther and farther.
Just go all the way to the restroom near the library and enter it.
I arranged my hair a little in front of the mirror, washed my hands under the faucet, dried them with the facial tissue I brought with me, then squeezed a little hand cream and spread it evenly on my hands.
The already tender skin is moisturized by the hand cream, and it looks plump and fair, and the hands are like bamboo shoots.
It wasn't until all these preparations were completed that Shiyu left the bathroom and came to the door of the library.
Raise your hand to hold the door handle and carefully turn it to one side.
"..."
Without making any sound, the door was opened a small crack, and in the next second it became a space that could accommodate one person.
Shiyu walked in sideways, with his chest pressed against the door panel.
The orange-red sunset shines in from the window, dyeing the quiet library red and desolate.
Close the door carefully.
Looking towards the corner, his eyes seemed to penetrate several rows of bookcases and fall directly on a certain location.
There was a faint sound in my ears.
While thinking about what he was going to say next, he walked slowly and quietly towards the computer area.
One step, two steps, three steps, always quiet under your feet;
Four steps, five steps, six steps, the sound started to get louder.
——Click, click...
A slow rhythm like that of an elderly person floated into my ears, mixed with vague whispers.
The corners of Shiyu's lips raised slightly, a smile naturally emerged, and she continued to move forward.
Passing over the rows of bookshelves, the shadows under my feet are slowly lengthened as the angle changes.
As the distance continues to get closer, the movement coming into the ears gradually becomes clearer.
--Um.
A low, hoarse roar spread thickly.
——Hmm.
This was followed closely by a soft whimpering sound.
Gudu, Guchi, Bo~
There was a sound like some kind of swallowing, and the sound of pulling the stopper out of the glass bottle.
The strange sound made Shiyu pause in his steps and frown slightly.
The doubts in her heart made her subconsciously slow down, and then slowly move towards the last row of bookshelves a few meters away.
The girl's charming laughter sounded the next second.
"Hey hehe~ It's been cleaned up, President."
——This is Shinjoka’s voice! Shiyu recognized it immediately.
Then there was another very familiar, low, male voice.
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in my heart.
"Aren't you going to continue? President."
"No."
"Oh~~..." Shinjoka's voice was filled with some unfinished meaning.
An indescribable chill quietly climbed up the spine and quickly spread throughout the body, making one's hands and feet feel cold.
Shiyu's eyes narrowed, and then he no longer concealed his movements, walked forward quickly, then raised his hand on the bookcase and turned around the corner, looking inside.
In front of the computer desk, which was covered with orange-red sunlight, a slender young man was sitting on a chair, while a petite girl with an exquisite figure was slowly crawling out from under the table.
I saw Shinjoka's hair was slightly messy, her eyebrows were springy, and her face was still flushed just like when she met him in front of the class.
When this scene comes into view.
Shiyu first shrank his pupils in fear, then immediately lowered his face and gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Yeah!" Shinjoka, who had just stood up, was frightened by her voice and his body trembled, and then his eyes widened in surprise.
"...Eh? Kasumigaoka...senpai...?" she said hesitantly, as if she was also startled by the encounter at this moment.
Kato Yusuke also turned around suddenly in shock, and his pupils shrank suddenly when Shiyu suddenly appeared here.
Shiyu didn't care about his reaction, but stared silently at Shinjoka, who soon became accustomed to it after the shock, with his sharp eyes trying to penetrate her like a sharp sword.
Then he walked forward step by step, came to a step away from her, and stared at her with cold eyes.
"...That~Kasumigaoka-senpai...?"
Looking at Shiyu, who was exuding a dark aura, full of danger and ominousness, Shinjoka blinked, swallowed silently, and was about to say something.
But in the next second——
--Snapped!
A crisp slap hit her face hard, causing her face to suddenly turn to the right.
Time seemed to suddenly freeze.
The sudden action brought everyone's thoughts to a halt.
"..."
Shinjoka covered her burning left cheek, a flash of fierceness flashed in her eyes, but it immediately faded away. Then she slowly raised her head, looked at the senior sister in front of her who slapped her, and smiled lightly.
"...What are you doing? This hurts. Kasumigaoka-senpai, why are you so angry?"
"You are very talented, Shinjou-san." Shiyu said coldly, looking at her with stern eyes, and folded his arms.
There seemed to be a pungent smell of gunpowder spreading.
Faced with these words, the smile on Shinjoka's face did not diminish, and she continued to ask: "Hmm~~ Kasumigaoka-senpai's words are a bit hard to understand? Is it possible that you are jealous?"
"Interesting." Shiyu said word for word: "She is just a woman who relies on her pillow business to please men. No matter how stupid she is, she should have some awareness of her own patheticness, right?"
"Well~ If it's just the first sentence, I won't deny it. It's indeed what Kasumigaoka-senpai said."
"...!"
"——But so what?" Shinjoka tilted her head slightly and said with a simple face: "President, he needs me, and I am willing to follow him. Does this matter have anything to do with you, Kasumigaoka-senpai?
"
Regarding this…
"Yes, what I want to say does have nothing to do with me, but just like you said, so what if it has nothing to do with me? Since you just came to my door, I will teach you a lesson by the way. If you are dissatisfied, you can call me back.
.”
Shi Yu spoke harsh words calmly, with a cruel look on his face, but the hands hidden in his arms were trembling slightly.
Shinjoka's eyes flickered twice, and she said vaguely under the other's gaze, "Jealous women are terrible."
Then, regardless of her reaction, he turned to look behind him and asked with a sweet smile: "Right~? President Kato."
"..."
Kato Yusuke glanced at her silently, and then replied without emotion: "Go and wait for me outside."
The voice was very cold.
Shintiao Xiang was startled at first, then nodded immediately and responded: "...Yeah~ I know."
Then he walked out obediently.
And Shiyu didn't stop him, he just shifted his gaze to his face and pursed his lips slightly.
——Click, click.
The sound of the door opening and closing sounded from a distance, and then it fell into silence.
Shiyu took a long, deep breath, adjusted her breathing, then stared at his expression and asked in a low voice: "So, what is the relationship between you and that classmate Shinjo? Yu-chan."
After a short silence.
Kato Yusuke responded calmly: "It's the kind of relationship you want."
"——!"
In an instant, a feeling like falling into an ice cave enveloped me.
Shiyu's eyes suddenly became dazed, and he suddenly remembered the last meeting on the third floor, so he fell into a state of silence.
There was an indescribable emotion suffocating in my chest.
Through the confrontation with Shinjoka just now, she had basically guessed this, but when she actually heard him admit it in person, she still couldn't help but feel a little tight in her heart.
From Hokkaido to Tokyo, from his second confession to being rejected...
The pictures in his mind flashed quickly like a slide show, and finally settled on his dejected look on the day she went to pick him up.
Shiyu swallowed heavily, opened his lips, then bit his lower lip and asked: "Does letting yourself go like this make you feel better...?"
No response, as if by default.
So she raised her head and blinked again, taking a deep breath, and her eyes became complicated in her red eyes.
Even though Kato Yusuke didn't say anything, Shiyu, as smart as he was, figured out a lot of things in an instant and roughly understood his mentality.
He was just looking for something to fill the emptiness in his heart, and Shintiao Xiang happened to be just in time, becoming the placebo to lick his wounds.
Many details in my mind are coherent.
In less than half a minute, she analyzed his heart in detail. The remaining 20 to 30% lacked the most critical parts, so it was impossible to know the reason why he was like this.
for this.
Although Shiyu could understand it rationally, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, like thin ice cracks on the glaze, which filled his heart in an instant.
And faced with her inquiry.
It wasn't until this moment that Kato Yusuke nodded and replied with a "hmm", his voice as cold as water.
Shiyu's eyes wavered, and he unconsciously tightened his arms, and asked with a trembling voice: "... Even if this is the case, can't you choose me?"
A voice so low and hoarse that it sounded like she was about to cry floated into her ears, as if time had been delayed.
Facing those reddish burgundy eyes, Kato Yusuke's eyes narrowed slightly, then he avoided his sight by getting up, and then walked forward with a sullen face.
"Sorry, senior, that won't work."
The calm words reached his ears the moment they passed by him, as if a basin of cold water was poured from his head to the soles of his feet, causing Shiyu's body to tremble violently and stand frozen in place.
Kato Yusuke held the document in his hand and kept walking.
He walked all the way to the door, raised his hand to hold the door handle, but did not open the door immediately, but looked back behind him.
The girl was still standing there, looking very weak with her head lowered and her arms folded, and her body was trembling slightly.
His steps froze for a moment, then he pushed the door open and walked out.
Click, click.
As the door closed behind him, the girl's voice came softly into his ears.
"President~"
Kato Yusuke raised his gaze, and Shinjoka was leaning against the wall of the corridor with her hands behind her back. When she saw him coming out, she greeted him meekly, with a flattering smile on her face.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that just now. Is Kasumigaoka-senpai okay?"
"..."
Without saying anything, Kato Yusuke reached out to her face, touched the bright red palm print, and asked expressionlessly: "Does it hurt?"
Shinjoka just smiled, raised her little hand, held his hand, and said, "It was painful at first, but it didn't hurt when the president touched it. It's so magical."
After saying this, she opened her mouth slightly, gently took Yusuke's finger in her mouth, blinked her eyes teasingly, and said affectionately: "Thank you, President~"
"Remember what I'm going to say next."
"Huh?"
Kato Yusuke gently twirled his fingers and said slowly: "Remember this pain and don't have any inappropriate thoughts. If you let me know that you went behind my back to find Sister Shiyu's trouble..."
He paused for a moment, took his wet fingers out of her mouth, wiped them dry on her clothes, and then added the last sentence.
"If you dare to do that, the pain you will feel will only be stronger than now. Do you understand?"
"..."
Shinjoka listened quietly, lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head again and answered obediently: "...Well, I understand, I will listen carefully to the president's words."
Kato Yusuke nodded and put his hand into his trousers pocket.
‘Exchange beauty cream.’
[Successfully redeemed beauty cream, 1500 points will be deducted. 】
When I took my hand out again, there was a small black bottle in my hand.
Kato Yusuke handed over the small black bottle, "Take this back and rub it on your face. There shouldn't be any bruises tomorrow."
Then he took out his wallet from the other pocket, took out all the fifteen Fukuzawa Yukichi cards inside, and handed them over.
"There are also these, put them away too."
Shinjoka's eyes flickered slightly, she nodded and put away the things he gave her, her expression on her face became very submissive.
"Thank you, President~" she said, her tone less funny and more serious than before.
Kato Yusuke shook his head at this, "You can go home directly today, there is no need to go to the student union."
"Yeah~~I understand, what about you, president?"
"I'm going to sort out the files."
"That's it, then I'll leave first? President."
"When you go back, remember to buy some anti-swelling medicine, and what happened with Senior Shiyu today -"
"Ah~ I know this, it won't affect Kasumigaoka-senpai."
"Um."
After discussing the matter, the two people raised their feet and left.
Inside the door of the library, the girl leaned against the door, silently listening to their footsteps go away...