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Chapter 4 Student Council President

"Sorry, let's talk later."

When faced with Satomi Sawada's praise, Makoto Akizuki smiled politely, then turned and left, having completely lost the will to talk.

Compared to Shiina Maki's morbid unrequited love, he felt that bullies were more terrifying and more unforgivable.

Clearly, Sawada Satomi has already been labeled a bully by him.

Her pretense was so poor; she probably still thinks that she is cute and weak in his eyes.
If he can't even see through a low-level green tea bitch, then he's wasted his two lifetimes. He should hurry up and find a dump truck to overturn a prison cell again, and be reborn for a third time.

"Hey, wait..."

Satomi Sawada watched Akizuki Makoto turn and leave, raising her hand as if to stop him, but Akizuki Makoto didn't give her the chance at all, simply walking out of the classroom and disappearing around the corner.

So, she could only regretfully withdraw her hand and turn to look at Shiina Maki, who was sitting in the back row with her head bowed low.

At that moment, her face, which had previously appeared gentle and lovely, suddenly darkened.

Akizuki Makoto's judgment was correct; she was indeed a bully, and a rather excessive one at that.

"Satomi, should we go and teach her a lesson again during lunch break?"

"Or let's wait until she goes to the restroom. It's too risky to do it in the classroom. If Akizuki-kun finds out, he'll probably be angry."

At this moment, two girls came up and stood next to Satomi Sawada, offering her some words of advice, which eased her gloomy expression.

"That's true, then let's find an opportunity."

Satomi Sawada nodded, then suddenly smiled, having come up with a good way to deal with Maki Shiina.

At that time, Maki Shiina was unaware that she was being targeted.

At this moment, she was savoring the image of Qiuyue Cheng smiling and speaking to her, and was completely captivated by his voice.

It was like a divine blessing; she had been praying for divine mercy, and finally witnessed a miracle.

The deity not only spoke to her, but even smiled gently at her!
The emotions she felt at that moment were indescribable and uncontrollable, which is why she used time stop to release the ugly desires in her heart and calm herself down.

……

After the last class of the morning, there was an hour and a half of lunch break.

The lunch break at Mingsheng High School is unlike that of the high school that Akizuki Makoto attended before, where you have to race against time to grab food at the cafeteria or convenience store.

The cafeteria offers a wide variety of dishes, with all sorts of options available.

However, this had nothing to do with Akizuki Makoto; he had only tried it for a week when he enrolled.

Since then, he has been preparing lunch at home and bringing it to school.

It wasn't because the cafeteria food was bad, but because he preferred cooking for himself, which suited his taste better.

Carrying his lunchbox, Akizuki Makoto left the teaching building, walked through the elevated corridor connecting the teaching building and the club building, and arrived at the student council office on the top floor of the club building.

This entire floor belongs to the student council, but their office is located at the very end of the corridor.

There was a small mailbox at the office entrance, and a pure gold sign that read "Ming Sheng High School Student Council Office" hung in front of the door. It was said to be 24k pure gold.

Before going in, Akizuki Makoto took out all the student letters and documents from the small mailbox, then knocked on the door, turned the doorknob, and went inside.

The office is quite spacious, about fifty square meters, and the wooden panels are spotless.

Because it is regularly waxed and polished every week, the floor is shiny and reflects the ceiling like a mirror.

The right side of the room is the office area for student council members, with two mahogany coffee tables surrounded by black leather sofas, and rows of bookshelves and cabinets against the wall.

The cabinet contained tableware, tea sets, and various kinds of tea, all brought by student council members.

On the right side of the room is a large desk, with filing cabinets on the wall and a spacious, bright floor-to-ceiling window behind it.

On this desk sits a nameplate made of pure gold, with the words "Student Council President" written in strong, vigorous strokes. "Good afternoon, President."

Akizuki greeted the girl who was sitting at the large desk, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, with only her cascading black hair visible from behind.

Hearing a sound behind her, the girl sitting in front of the French windows turned her chair to face Akizuki Makoto.

"Good afternoon."

The girl spoke softly, her clear, cool voice as melodious as a spring, like heavenly music.

The uniform she wore was different from the other students'. While the other girls wore blue and white sailor uniforms, she wore a black, unisex outfit, similar to a Zhongshan suit.

On the right chest of the uniform, there is not only the school emblem, but also three golden chains resembling ears of rice, which are the symbols of the student council president.

The girl's appearance was even more beautiful than Shiina Maki's.

Her long, glossy black hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, and beneath her wispy bangs were a pair of striking willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, her expression cool and clear.

Her eyes looked down, her nose was small and straight, her lips were pink and full, and she had a faint, moist sheen. Her fair and delicate jawline accentuated her well-defined oval face.

"Doesn't the president eat lunch?"

Akizuki asked casually, walked to the office area on the right side of the room, put the bento he brought into the microwave to heat it up, and then plopped down on the soft sofa.

"Let's eat later."

"Okay, would you like some tea?"

"A cup of black tea."

Qiuyue Cheng nodded to indicate that he understood, got up, opened the cupboard, took out black tea and two sets of teaware with their names on them, and skillfully brewed two cups of steaming hot, fragrant black tea.

He carried one of the cups to Ji Yexue's desk.

"Thank you."

Ji Yexue thanked her politely and took a small sip from the cup.

Standing beside the desk, Akizuki Makoto observed her elegant and poised demeanor and asked, "After lunch, do you need to review some documents?"

Although he was the vice president, his job duties were different from those of the president.

Ji Yexue was responsible for approving documents sent by the school authorities, while he handled letters from students.

"Okay, let it go."

Ji Yexue responded calmly.

Akizuki Makoto was used to her coldness. After taking out the documents and placing them on the table, lunch was just heated up at that moment, so he sat back down and started showing off his meal.

For years, Ji Yexue had always been like this, expressionless and with a calm to the point of being indifferent. The other members of the student council had gotten used to it as well.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that everyone felt it was perfectly reasonable, since there really wasn't anything that could pique the interest and expression of this woman hailed as the most talented woman in the school's 100-year history.

Even Akizuki Makoto, who had lived two lives, had to admit, after learning about Ji Yexue's many achievements, that she was truly outstanding.

He even suspected that Ji Yexue might also be a reincarnated person who had taken away the system that should have belonged to him, otherwise how could she be so strong?

Not only is he multi-talented, ranking first in the national joint examination, but he has also achieved success in various fields, including swordsmanship, archery, tea ceremony, music, and others.

Anything that interests her is placed at the very top, leaving all self-proclaimed geniuses in despair.

What's most frightening isn't her own excellence, but her background.

Himeyasuki's family is Japan's largest conglomerate, possessing trillions of yen in assets.

As an only child, she was already designated as the next leader, and upon graduation, she could directly inherit the family business.

(End of this chapter)