"Sensei is serious, so could Shuichi-kun be a little serious too?" Naomi threatened, squeezing her hand slightly in annoyance.
Shuichi gasped, not daring to be perfunctory anymore, and quickly said, "I know. Once I've won over the President, I definitely won't bother Sensei again."
"You're not bothering Shuichi-kun. It's just that Sensei isn't suitable for you and would hold you back. Even in university, this wouldn't be good." Naomi gently soothed the boy.
"I'll listen to Sensei. So, you can't run away suddenly like before, okay?"
"Sorry, it was very sad before, right?" Naomi's heart trembled at being teased.
"Mm. What about Sensei? Did you miss me?" Shuichi buried his head in her embrace and asked in a muffled voice.
"Mm... missed..."
"How much did you miss me?" Shuichi pressed.
Naomi didn't answer but closed her eyes and hugged his head tighter, as if trying to press him into her soft body.
She explained with actions.
Saplings that are forcefully pulled out take root even more firmly after being replanted. Similarly, emotions that are forcefully suppressed erupt even more passionately.
In the infirmary, Naomi sat on her seat, her hands pressing on Shuichi's shoulder, earnestly instructing:
"Although I know Shuichi-kun was anxious and had no other choice but to do this, you can't talk nonsense about others behind their backs in the future. Especially since this kind of thing has a huge impact on girls, understand?"
Shuichi was looking down intently. Hearing this, he was stunned.
"Hmm? I didn't talk nonsense just now. Does Sensei think I made up lies to deceive you? Really not; the President really did that."
"? This..." Now it was Naomi's turn to be stunned. She hesitated, straightened up, wanting to ask something, but slowly sat back down. Shuichi-kun didn't look like he was lying.
Seeing this, Shuichi said, "Sensei is unhappy? Then I won't pursue the President?"
Hearing this, Naomi leaned over and tweaked his ear, saying grumpily, "Trying to take the opportunity to cheat again? If you don't listen to Sensei, I won't let you in next time."
Shuichi's eyes widened immediately, looking astonished. "Didn't you say today was the last time?"
"I meant, if you don't listen, I won't let you into the infirmary next time." Naomi sat back annoyedly, her face flushed, but this made her look even more charming.
"Oh, so that's it." Shuichi teased her heart. "Isn't Sensei jealous at all?"
"Stop having so many crooked thoughts; it's useless. Sensei really isn't suitable." Naomi tapped his chest with her finger and glanced at him sideways.
"And why should I be jealous? Originally, if I hadn't suddenly intervened, Shuichi-kun would be entangled with Sumire-chan now, right?"
Shuichi paused. "Uh... as expected, Sensei knows."
"I overheard your conversations in the infirmary a few times. At that time, I felt something was wrong between you two, and I reminded Sumire-chan several times."
Speaking of this, Naomi laughed at herself. "Clearly, I reminded her not long ago, but I ended up making a mistake first myself. And speaking of which, when I confirmed with Sumire-chan afterwards, I was also a bit cunning. Asking that, how could she admit it? The answer I got was naturally that there was nothing going on with you. But I still asked like that, just wanting to hear the answer I wanted so I could deceive myself into feeling at ease. Am I very bad?"
"How is Sensei bad?" Seeing her mood was off, Shuichi kissed more gently.
"Nagase-sensei used to get extremely angry every time she saw me. If I hadn't helped her achieve her long-cherished wish, she would probably still want to bite me to death now. She wouldn't care about these things at all."
Hearing him say this, Naomi became vigilant instead. "After I leave, you won't target Sumire-chan again, will you?"
Hearing this, Shuichi looked enlightened as if reminded, then blinked. "Can't say for sure. If Sensei ignores me, maybe."
"Little rascal." Naomi leaned over and bit his shoulder, both angry and amused.
"Why are you specifically targeting teachers? So young, yet with such special tastes. Although I'm not qualified to decide anything for Sumire-chan, Shuichi-kun should consider people your own age more."
"I don't care. Anyway, if Sensei ignores me, I'll go find Nagase-sensei." Shuichi grabbed her weakness and wouldn't let go, starting to act shamelessly.
"No wonder Sumire-chan said you're full of bad ideas." Naomi hmphed twice and bit her lip.
"That's good. Since Sensei feels she is a bad woman, then me being full of bad ideas is a perfect match." Saying that, Shuichi put his arms around her neck and kissed her.
Naomi responded passionately, with the fervor of wanting to seize every moment for the last time.
The more she thought that opportunities like this were few, the crazier she became...
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In the afternoon, it was Shuichi's turn to guard the club tent.
Actually, this wasn't hard work. He just needed to guard the entrance to collect money and play on his phone.
Shuichi guarded for a while. Just as he felt bored and planned to call the little idiot over to keep him company, Uchida suddenly appeared sneakily.
"Are you here to experience the camping tent? Just you alone?" Shuichi looked at him suspiciously. This Camping Club project was obviously for couples.
Little couples hiding inside whispering, hugging, kissing, touching, and the like belonged to the same industry chain as haunted houses.
And it was easier to set up than a haunted house, saving time and effort, not to mention bringing in quite a bit of income. The equipment was also entry-level models discarded by those seniors in the club, basically costing nothing.
Except for looking good, the actual performance was very average—of course, good actual performance wouldn't be of much use anyway, as they just researched equipment in the club activity room and rarely went out camping for real.
And in Shuichi's opinion, the best part was that setting up and preparing was a job everyone fought over.
After all, being a Camping Club, the seniors were all happy to pitch tents themselves, very active, and very friendly to slacker members.
"Cough, don't be so narrow-minded. Why can't I be alone? Does your club have a rule against it?" Uchida cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"There's no such rule, but what are you going to do? Don't do things you shouldn't do inside. If you get caught, our club won't be responsible." Shuichi reminded him.
"How could I do that kind of thing!" Uchida's face flushed red instantly. "I heard your club provides tablets for watching videos, and the resources inside seem quite rich..."
Shuichi understood immediately. "So you came for this? Okay, wait a bit. The current guests inside are about to finish their time."
"Mm, mm, mm. Can I copy them?" Uchida nodded repeatedly and then confirmed.
"Probably." Shuichi wasn't sure about this. Although he watched it with Haruka yesterday, neither of them studied it.
Japan has relatively strict copyright regulations, and downloading pirated copies is also illegal. But mainly P2P is monitored, and the copyright owner needs to file a complaint personally. Private copying of resources like this is generally ignored.
After a few minutes, a young couple came out, clinging to each other, both looking a bit flushed.
Reasonably speaking, seeing this scene, a single dog should be envious, jealous, and hateful, but Uchida had no such reaction at all, even shaking his head with pity.
"Not wise at all. Older women at this age are the root of trouble."
"Alright, go in quickly. Stop promoting the benefits of loli here." Shuichi patted his shoulder speechlessly.
Time was indeed precious. Uchida had a clear goal, carrying his schoolbag into the tent, heading straight for the tablet, and rubbing his hands to start screening resources that suited his taste.
Shuichi continued guarding the tent, sitting on a folding camping recliner playing with the phone Naomi gave him.
He hadn't studied and played with it properly since receiving it. The one given by Sensei was much better than the one he bought himself.
Just as he was engrossed in playing, suddenly the light in front of him dimmed a little. He looked up and saw a familiar figure.
"Disciplinary Committee Member?"
"Routine inspection! Business items prohibited during school festival activities have been emphasized repeatedly beforehand. But now we've received a report that there are serious violations in your Camping Club's business projects. Inspecting your Camping Club is no problem, right?"
Looking at the Disciplinary Committee Member with a straight face pretending to be serious, Shuichi shrugged. "Please go ahead."
"Are there guests inside now?" The Disciplinary Committee Member asked rigidly.
"Yes, but it's fine. You can go in and check directly. It's that guy Uchida inside."
Shuichi wasn't worried about being inspected at all, although that tablet was indeed a violation. After all, this Disciplinary Committee Member definitely came sniffing around.
Sigh, this broken Student Council is doomed sooner or later, one after another.
"Uchida?" The Disciplinary Committee Member raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised. "That guy who repeatedly violates rules and ignores school discipline. Perfect timing for a surprise inspection to see what illicit business he's doing inside."
"Mm, mm, go quickly. Or he'll be done soon, and you won't catch him." Shuichi ruthlessly abandoned his only friend.
"I know without you telling me." The Disciplinary Committee Member immediately held her head high and chest out, marching aggressively towards the tent not far away.
Shuichi shook his head and sighed. Unsurprisingly, Uchida's panicked voice came faintly from inside soon after.
As expected, a few minutes later, the Disciplinary Committee Member came out of the tent looking satisfied.
"Although nothing was found, since someone reported it, you remain suspect. Better not let me catch you, or your Camping Club should prepare for budget cuts, collective self-criticism, or even disciplinary action."
"Okay, take care. Come again next time." Shuichi waved calmly, watching the Disciplinary Committee Member leave.
After a short while, Uchida came out hugging his schoolbag with a face full of resentment. He looked like he had just been ravaged, leaning against the bed hugging his clothes.
"Shuichi, you didn't even remind me..."
"Didn't I teach you how to deal with the Disciplinary Committee Member?" Shuichi asked back calmly.
"You did teach me... but..." Uchida showed a pained expression.
"I offered up my own hard drive. It didn't just contain what I just saved; the resources on the tablet, plus my years of collection!"
After finishing speaking, he added in his heart, Although it was only Hard Drive No. 3, not the most precious one, they were all carefully selected quality goods!
"Just say if it was useful or not?" Shuichi laughed.
"Although I don't know what happened, it was indeed useful..." Uchida hung his head dejectedly. "Why does she seem to target me? She didn't confiscate the tablet, just my hard drive. How did I offend her?"
Shuichi stroked his chin and thought seriously. "Maybe... it's a matter of taste?"
"Taste?" Uchida was even more confused. "Forget it, I'm going back. Sigh, so unlucky. Why did the Disciplinary Committee Member check right then?"
"That might not be a coincidence. Maybe she came for you, and our Camping Club was just collateral damage." Shuichi said faintly.
"..." Uchida instantly felt his already dull school life become even gloomier.
Sending away the unhappy Uchida, who still didn't know what he was going through, Shuichi soon welcomed the chubby senior.
The latter rushed over at a speed inconsistent with his body shape, panting before even catching his breath, and shouted hurriedly:
"Sh-Shuichi, great, the Student Council people haven't arrived yet. Quickly... hide the tablet!"
"Too late. The Disciplinary Committee Member was just here." Shuichi shrugged.
"Huh?" The chubby senior was dumbfounded.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Shuichi comforted him.
The chubby senior clutched his head and squatted on the ground on the spot. "How can it not be a big problem? We're done for. Getting caught this time means the club budget for next semester will definitely be slashed heavily, right? The president is probably going to have a heart attack."
"Really fine. She didn't find anything and has already left." Shuichi patted his shoulder.
"Hmm? Shuichi, do you mean you reacted fast enough and hid it in advance? Or did you just break the tablet? Breaking it is fine too, as long as the Student Council didn't find it. It's a small matter; we won't blame you."
The chubby senior had an expression of rejoicing after surviving a disaster. "Good job! But we have to stop this service tomorrow; can't take the risk anymore."
"Neither. Anyway, the tablet is fine. Also, I think we don't need to stop. Senior can even update a wave of resources."
As Shuichi spoke, he led him into the tent and showed him the tablet sitting blatantly on the folding table.
The latter clicked it open and saw everything was there, completely undefended, and was stunned.
It shouldn't be. If it wasn't hidden or broken, how could the Disciplinary Committee Member not find anything?
"It's time for the shift change. I'll leave this to the Senior. I'm going?" Shuichi didn't explain much.
"Oh, oh, okay. You go first." The chubby senior nodded absent-mindedly, full of doubts.
How on earth did he do it?
...
The second day of the school festival ended. There was one last day tomorrow, after which normal school life would resume, so everyone could still play to their heart's content today.
Sumire was especially excited. Before Shuichi could help pack up the takoyaki stand, she called him away.
"Is it that urgent?" Shuichi laughed.
"Mm, of course it's urgent. We still have to practice, don't we?" Sumire wished she could drag him to the shopping street instantly.
However, not long after the two left the school gate, a rapid tapping sound came from behind. An, wearing small leather shoes, chased after them hurriedly.
"Class Rep, you ran out too?" Shuichi turned around to look and stopped to wait.
An threw herself into his arms immediately, then looked at Sumire vigilantly. "Is Shuichi-kun going on a date with Nagase-sensei?"
Sumire was instantly embarrassed. "That's not it. You don't need to treat me as a rival. If possible, I wouldn't want to get involved with him at all."
"Really?" An didn't trust her and looked up at Shuichi.
The latter rubbed her little head. "Really. Nagase-sensei just has business returning to the shopping street with us. Her figure isn't good, just long legs and fair skin. She has no room for development in the future; her upper limit is locked. Class Rep is different; you will still grow."
"Well, really sorry about that." Such words no longer caused much damage to Sumire, who just rolled her eyes.
"I am a teacher; how could I date a student? An-chan doesn't need to worry; I won't fight with you. Rather, I quite hope you can succeed." Sumire said very sincerely.
If Shuichi's girlfriend was the Student Council President, the two would probably torment her together.
But if An succeeded, maybe that guy Shuichi would restrain himself just a tiny little bit.
"Mmh..." An blinked and suddenly smiled happily. "Sensei is so nice~"
Wow~ Suddenly one less competitor, and she even supports me. So magical!
Seeing her so happy, Sumire didn't know what to say. Was this a good thing?
"Let's go. Since Sensei is here, we can go to the clothing store directly." Shuichi naturally held An's hand, and the two walked forward swaying gently.
"Clothing store?" Sumire followed with a puzzled look.
"I want to go too!" An raised her hand immediately. "Beautiful new clothes~"
"Okay, take you along." Shuichi rubbed her head amusingly, then took Sumire onto the train with them.
On the way, Sumire was very anxious, looking forward to what would happen later absent-mindedly. Shuichi didn't tease her at this time.
The foolish girl was much better. Hugging her in his arms, kissing her tender cheek and neck from time to time, watching her shrink her neck ticklishly and laugh gigglingly, made him very happy.
"So, you're giving me clothes?" Walking on the shopping street, Sumire asked in astonishment.
"Mm." Shuichi responded casually while stroking the little idiot's head.
"It's that kind of clothes, right?" Sumire glanced sideways and asked in a low voice, but in her heart, she didn't find it surprising at all.
Really... compared to the upcoming practice, sexy clothes seemed exceptionally normal.
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