Chapter 9: Chapter 7 Chiba Shimizu (Two in One, Seeking Support)_2
He swore he really didn't want to look that way, but he just couldn't help it, it was all subconscious action.
Indeed, am I just a hypocrite who spouts righteousness and morality?
All of a sudden, Haruka Yuzan felt that he might just fail at this in his life, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears inside...
After finishing the meal, Haruka Yuzan went to take a bath, and when he stepped out of the bathroom, he found the lazy cat still sprawled on its little hammock, asleep,
He seemed to faintly hear snoring sounds, damn it!
Why does it get to sleep until it naturally wakes up! He really wanted it to taste the harsh realities of the world!!!
However, for that one thousand yen, Haruka Yuzan still chose to endure...
He pulled up the virtual panel to check today's wishes,
[Tenant: Roast Meat]
[Tenant's Wish List:]
[1. Eat one can of cat food daily. (Incomplete)]
[2. Hope that the litter scooper will give a massage. (Incomplete)]
[3. Sleep and wake up whenever desired. (Incomplete)]
[Complete Wish List items 1 and 3 for a reward of one thousand yen each, complete Wish List item 2 for a reward of one attribute point]
Oh? The fat cat's wish list has changed?
The content of the wish list changes every day based on the tenant's experiences, a fact Haruka Yuzan knew after he brought Roast Meat home.
But, in his memory, this simply living, fat cat's wish list hardly ever changed after it got used to living here.
However, giving it a massage, what's that all about? Usually taking care of its food and drink, has it, after filling its belly, started to think about entertaining games???
What do they take me for?
Not knowing what pipe dream it was having, its bun-face was brimming with a smile,
Shaking his head, he gently pushed open the door and left.
Attribute points are still quite tempting, better wait for this golden pig to wake up before discussing it.
After bidding farewell to Reiko Onodera, he left the villa.
The school Haruka Yuzan attended was a prestigious institution famous throughout Tokyo, and even the whole of Japan.
During the national examination, Haruka scored among the top three in the prefecture and was specially recruited to Kanagawa Middle School without tuition fees.
The school is also located in Shinjuku Ward, not far from Haruka's home, and he usually walked to school.
The cherry blossom trees by the roadside swayed in the wind, and the petals of pink cherry blossoms filled the season.
The morning sun shone on the cherry trees, and the blooming petals seemed to be clothed in a layer of sacred garment.
Along the way, aside from the hurried office workers, Haruka Yuzan also saw many students dressed like him.
Gathered in groups of three or two, they chatted and laughed about the scenes of fighting the boss the previous night.
With exaggerated gestures and brash comments, they showcased their heroic performances on the gaming battlefield last night.
Naive, chuunibyou, and passionate, these qualities were all displayed on the faces of these students.
It also drew many passersby to turn their heads.
Of course,
No matter the topic or action, when it comes to captivating attention, none could compare to even a hair on Haruka,
As a famously handsome underclassman at the school, Classmate Haruka Yuzan of the high school first grade naturally had quite a reputation among these students.
Unlike the boys, the girls all discussed in as low a voice as possible with their companions, and their eyes never left Haruka.
A breeze fluttered by, and petals fell like rain. Haruka Yuzan walked among them, his Western-style uniform casually unbuttoned, his silhouette appearing even more firm and tall,
The picturesque sakura rain seemed to fall just for him, and even the boys couldn't help but exclaim in awe. Perhaps this was the mark of a natural protagonist—no matter when or where, it seemed as if the clouds in the sky would spread angelic wings behind him...
Unconcerned with mundane opinions, those deep eyes were contemplating something.
Would a beautiful girl suddenly round the corner ahead and collide with him?
Haruka Yuzan had replayed such an opening scene of an anime love story in his mind countless times.
He had even thought of what to say.
Unfortunately, up to this point, he hadn't encountered that damned bittersweet love,
If forced to say, does almost getting killed by a Spice Girl on a motorcycle count?
He stopped walking and waited two seconds at the corner. Hmm, no clueless beautiful girl came charging; another uneventful morning occurred.
The road to school was flat, without the legendary hills and valleys, always making it feel like something was missing. But in fact, such a design proved to be very unfriendly to schools.
Nearing the school, the boys on bicycles also stopped and began to walk alongside, pushing their bikes. Classes didn't begin until 8:30 am, allowing Haruka Yuzan to walk leisurely.
The road was lined with walls made of blue stone tiles, and two large locust trees stood there, with birds perched on the branches, tilting their heads, curiously observing this group of people.
Quiet and harmonious life; the student days in Japan were truly leisurely, well-suited for someone as lazy as Haruka.
However, this atmosphere was shattered by the emblem of industry; the low hum of car engines made everyone turn their heads,
A black, extended Honda slowly drove toward the school, and students unconsciously made way for it,
At that moment, Haruka Yuzan became just another face in the crowd,
The black Honda came to a stop at the school entrance, and the passenger door was first opened by a woman in an OL uniform who stepped out, her fitted outfit and those black silk-clad legs decimating all the pleated skirt-wearing schoolgirls, leaving no competition in her wake.
However, it was clear she wasn't the main character. After getting out of the car, without having a chance to look around, she hurried in her high heels to the backseat and respectfully opened the door.
Brown loafers touched the ground; looking up, the white knee-high socks wrapped around those tight, youthful calves, thighs round and pale, tempting one to pinch and leave a mark of their own,
Haruka Yuzan swore these were the most perfect legs he'd ever seen. But just by the look of those legs, he knew who was coming.
Having been at the school for over a month, he hadn't seen better legs among the myriad of beautiful girls.
For tens of thousands of years, he had played this game.
The girl completely got out of the car, standing at the school gate, taking a handbag from a bodyguard and suddenly turned to look towards the crowd.
A gray-white pleated skirt, a tiny waist that could be encompassed with a grasp, and a pair of breasts that seemed to grow beyond her peers, making her white blouse bulge.
Her shoulder-length silver hair shimmered under the sun, and her delicate face held inscrutable thoughts, her gaze cold and imbued with a terrifying rationality?
Haruka Yuzan's class president—Chiba Shimizu.
A meticulous and beautiful heiress from a wealthy family, she was queen-status in the class, no, in the whole school. Bored scholars had noted that since the beginning of school, Chiba Shimizu had not cracked a single smile.
Even more, aside from necessary interactions, this young miss had not spoken a word of nonsense to anyone, including teachers,
Of course, Chiba Shimizu also had the persona of a super scholar and dominated the top rank in a monopolistic fashion, beating every single person in her age group, Haruka Yuzan included.
In the class, Haruka ranked second and she ranked first.
The beautiful girl stood at the entrance, so cold even though it was spring, as if she brought the temperatures down with her,
Seeing the boys wanting to approach and greet her but not daring to, Haruka Yuzan found it somewhat amusing.
A bunch of cowards—if it were him, he'd definitely go for it.
Thinking mischievously,
But as Haruka Yuzan passed by her, he hesitated for a moment; better safe than sorry, best not provoke her.
Yet life is strange that way; the things you care about most and strive hard for escape your grasp, but when you've given up on them, they come knocking on your door.
"Classmate Haruka, please wait a moment,"
Chapter 10: Chapter 8 Haruka Yuzan
"Classmate Haruka, please wait a moment."
An ethereal voice came from behind, Haruka Yuzan turned his head to see the girl's beautiful face showing no expression, just like those charming eyes,
Huh~ so icy cold.
Haruka Yuzan felt a shiver run down his spine,
"May I ask what instructions you have for me, Class President Chiba?"
Many people around also looked over, seemingly awaiting Miss Chiba's pronouncements.
As if it were routine, Chiba Shimizu didn't show much reaction, "The teacher asked me to tell you that the school had already disbanded the Homecoming Department a few days ago, meaning you must find a suitable club as soon as possible."
The crowd bore an 'I knew it' expression; Miss Chiba only ever talked about official matters.
"What?" Haruka Yuzan was taken aback at the news, "Is the school trying to take away my last sanctuary?"
As a paragon of virtue who had to earn every bite of food and sip of water with his own hands,
youthful and spirited club activities filled with literary zest were essentially out of his reach. Until he found the right tenant to allow himself the luxury of lying flat and collecting rent, Haruka Yuzan had to rush to his gym job every day after school, truly lacking any spare energy for club activities.
"Yes, the school only issued the notice yesterday," Chiba Shimizu said indifferently before walking into the campus.
Just standing here seemed specifically to pass this message to Haruka Yuzan.
She truly was a dedicated and responsible class president.
Reaching the shoe lockers, he happened to notice Chiba Shimizu changing her shoes as well. The brown leather shoes were taken off, revealing her white socks that wrapped around her small, pale, and dainty feet, which looked very cute,
indeed, even a beauty's feet are perfect. Although it wasn't the first time he had seen them, they were still a sight to never tire of.
Good thing Haruka wasn't a foot fetishist, or he might have bravely taken the plunge.
"Good morning, Classmate Haruka."
"Good morning...."
Along the way, many pretty girls greeted him, their pleated skirts teasing limitless possibilities.
The school uniform design that perfectly showcased the girls' youthful charm was truly impressive!
Upon opening his shoe locker, next to his indoor shoes lay several pink envelopes.
Out of habit, he stuffed the envelopes into his backpack. He had long lost the thrill he felt upon receiving his first love letter.
It would be nice if the girls who were sending him these love letters met the tenant criteria; then he could comfortably count his money.
To be honest, to date, Haruka Yuzan had only managed to figure out the rough selection criteria of the System.
Apart from ultra-high good looks, they must also possess an alluring identity.
For example, Reiko Onodera's identity as a young widow.
Of course, the face mattered most, the kind that at a single glance could make one's heart skip a beat with an 'oh wow' feeling.
At eight in the morning, he arrived in the classroom on time. Most of the classmates were already there, with those who were close to each other already huddled together discussing something,
Looking at the empty chair in front of his desk, he wondered what kind of business the coldly beautiful girl was attending to now.
That's right, to create a beneficial atmosphere for the two academic pillars of the class, the class teacher had arranged Haruka Yuzan's seat right behind Chiba Shimizu.
Could it be because his seat was behind the girl's that his grades were also being suppressed by her?
During the silent nights, Haruka Yuzan had pondered this more than once.
Regrettably, there was still a gap of three people between him and Miss Chiba in the grade rankings.
Isn't being fifth in the grade not the same as being in the top five?
A gentle breeze blew in, carrying several delicate petals that floated into the room. A lock of hair was slightly raised; he wondered what scenery outside was capturing the handsome young man's attention.
"So, so handsome."
As if hearing the inner voice of the Cherry Blossom Sisters in his class, Haruka Yuzan snapped back to reality and took out a sheet of paper to write and sketch on.
1. Help Onodera find a job that pays as well as possible within his capabilities.
2. Speed up the search for a second tenant.
3. Resolve the club issue today, and if possible, hope to be allowed to leave early.
When thinking, Haruka always liked to list problems on paper; of course, what's put on paper can also be seen by others.
Three problems needed solving, and Haruka couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
Work and tenants could wait; the current issue was the club activities.
You see, Haruka Yuzan had been a loyal core member of the Homecoming Department, but aside from him, there were probably not many who left school early to work...
The school authorities might be aiming to punish those nerds hiding at home playing banned games, whereas Haruka Yuzan was merely caught in the crossfire.
His pencil continuously drew circles on the paper, and it was unclear what he was thinking as he propped his chin with one hand and stared blankly ahead.
The girl sitting in the front row blushed, frequently turning her head, hoping to find some soulful connection in their gazes.
Unfortunately, the boy's attention wasn't on her; seeking the merging of positive and negative currents wasn't something easy to find.
It wasn't just him who was being punished—the Homecoming Department had been cancelled, and thousands of its members were crying out for help. Should he ask someone about it?
Just then, the animated chatter in the classroom suddenly paused. Other than the homeroom teacher, there was only one other person who could command such effect.
Chiba Shimizu walked into the classroom, the serene girl paying no heed to the gazes of others as she stood at the podium,
Seemingly more effective than any teacher, the classroom fell silent at that moment, everyone looking up at her,
"I have something to announce to everyone. The school decided yesterday to abolish the Homecoming Department, and it's mandatory for all students to participate in club activities. The school's clubs will also conduct a new round of recruitment after school today, and everyone can attend then," she said.
Chiba Shimizu didn't waste much of everyone's time and returned to her seat after making the announcement,
The girl seemed to carry a refreshing scent as she walked past, like the air of the early morning, an indescribable feeling but one that invigorated the senses.
Watching the beautiful girl approaching,
Haruka Yuzan's eyes suddenly lit up, not because of her slender, youthful figure and stunning face, nor did he have any peculiar excitement for someone who gave off an aloof vibe.
It just occurred to him that Miss Chiba was also a member of the Homecoming Department, perhaps she would have some good options?
"Classmate Haruka, do you have something you need me for?"
Taking her seat, perhaps sensing Haruka's gaze or perhaps just willing to interact more with the boy she'd consistently outperformed, Chiba Shimizu unusually initiated a conversation.
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
200+ Power
Ranking 
37 Power
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