Chapter 888: Dirty Dealings with Kashima-san
"Please, I want to know information about this student."
Shinichi handed over a note.
Kashima moved the corner of her mouth. To prevent her cheeks from moving too much and losing her elegance, she opened her fan and covered half of her face.
"Let me tell you, Shinichi-kun... I, uh, our Thorn Club is not your intelligence department."
Moreover, the Thorn Club's function in this area had ceased, and they had long stopped doing such things.
Kashima maintained a soft tone and tried to calm herself.
"Haven't you said before that you wouldn't come to me again unless it's for things you've promised?"
"I know, so this time, I'm asking you on behalf of a friend."
"A friend?" Kashima was surprised, and for some reason, she avoided his gaze and muttered with a complicated expression.
"A friend... That's right, the last time was like that..."
Without hearing clearly what she said, Shinichi added, "Also, I didn't come here empty-handed."
He smiled meaningfully and pulled out a stack of photos from his embrace.
"What is this!?"
Kashima reached out to take them. When she saw the figure in the photo clearly, her eyes widened. The mouth hidden behind the fan opened slightly, then quickly closed it.
She stepped back two steps carefully while holding the photo, took several deep breaths, and after calming herself, she spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"As the student council president, isn't this somewhat disgraceful?"
"Is it? It's just about getting what you need..." Seeing her slightly red ears, Shinichi smiled innocently.
"These photos were taken with my consent, and I only shared them with you who have similar preferences... It's not a big deal."
"Gu... As a woman, I really don't want to associate with opportunistic men like you."
She spoke reluctantly, but in her hands, she honestly tucked "photos of Furuhashi Fumino when she worked in the student council" into her chest and stored them properly. From Shinichi's visual inspection, Kashima's size didn't match Fumino's, so he estimated that the photo couldn't be shifted down.
Realizing his gaze, Kashima always felt her face getting a little warm, she used the fan to blow cool air onto her cheeks.
"But I'm not the type of person who doesn't know how to repay a favor. I'll just accept these photos. As for information about this person, I'll gather as much information as possible, and I'll let you know if I have any results..."
"But before that, you have to promise me that you won't use this information for nefarious purposes."
She said this very seriously.
"Of course, trust me." Shinichi nodded earnestly, "This person might be one of the students taught by Kirisu-sensei during her internship... Please pay attention to the relationship and what happens."
"Kirisu-sensei?" Kashima sighed and set aside her fan.
"Of course, although it's a bit troublesome, anyway, this is a transaction, and I'll do my best to carry it out."
"Then it's up to you."
Kashima tapped her forehead with her fan and said with a helpless expression, "Oh, every time I secretly discuss something with you, I always feel like the leader of an underground organization. This feeling is really unpleasant."
"Who asked you to make the Thorn Club look like an intelligence agency? This club has long ceased to be a fan club."
Shinichi turned around under her dissatisfied gaze and led the way out from behind the teaching building.
It was secluded and quiet here, and it was a good place to discuss secrets. This was where Kashima came to settle things with Fumino last time because of her emotional issues.
After taking a few steps, a girl's voice was heard from behind.
"Asada-kun, please use another phone to contact me next time. Otherwise, if one day you meet Princess Furuhashi, don't blame me for telling her everything about you and me for the sake of innocence and reputation, okay?"
"Please don't deliberately use misleading terms like that." Shinichi saw Kashima squinting her eyes, with a mischievous smile.
He waved his small hand towards her, then gracefully turned around and left in the opposite direction.
"...This woman won't look like a young lady after we get to know her better."
Shinichi looked back, the corners of his mouth unable to hold back a smile.
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A few days later.
Under the sakura tree, which was left with only dead branches, Shinichi sat on the ground, staring at the blue sky, with a confident smile on his face as if he had a chance to win.
"This way, the puzzle is solved!"
Taking out his phone from his pocket, he gathered information and his guesses into an article "Kirisu Mafuyu's Experience (More or Less)" and sent it to Itsuki.
Now it's just a matter of waiting for the right time.
Let's put Mafuyu's issues aside for now.
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The school festival is approaching, and all classes and clubs are spending their time discussing preparations for stands or exhibitions, whether in the afternoon or morning.
Not exempting Class 2B, and the morning class meeting became noisy because of this.
"Let's start the discussion, everyone. If you have ideas, please let us know, and in the end, we will choose which stand to showcase at the school festival."
The monitor, whose name was not important, stood in front of the blackboard and looked around at the classmates under the podium.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the chalk and prepared to take notes.
"Here, I suggest a haunted house~"
The students raised their hands to express their opinions. Of course, "school festival visitors" like ramen shops, takoyaki stalls, and maid cafes wouldn't miss out. There were also many "aquariums." "idol exhibition rooms." In short, funny phrases like "JOJO" and "Don't do anything" were written on the blackboard, and the atmosphere became livelier.
Among the restless students, only Shinichi sat, watching everything happen, with a subtle expression of pity and guilt on his face.
"Sigh."
Upon hearing the sigh, Fumino, who was still discussing with her classmates whether a maid cafe or a butler cafe was better, turned around with a puzzled look.
"Asada-san, what are you sighing about?"
"Huh? It's nothing." Shinichi replied casually.
Fumino didn't believe it, "Do you think I'll believe that?"
With a funny expression, she propped her chin with one hand and looked at him sideways.
"Suddenly sighing in an atmosphere like this, no matter how I think about it, it's weird. Is it because you don't see a booth you like?"
Shinichi shook his head: "Even though I'm not interested, I wouldn't sigh just because of that."
"Hey~ I thought you would like a maid cafe. Should Itsuki and I wear maid outfits?" Fumino teased with a smile.
Shinichi showed a puzzled expression:
"Seeing someone I like wearing cute maid outfits and serving other men besides me, do I need to have grass on my head to like something like this?"
Slowly turning away, Fumino placed her red face on the cold table and murmured.
"That's quite normal, even more unbearable than those sweet words..."
"What?"
"Nothing!" Fumino slapped the table, lifted her head, and was about to cheer and ask about the sigh again.
At this moment, an insignificant male student suddenly raised his hand.
"How about marriage?"
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