The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Chapter 80 Goodbye Student Council President (Part 2)

After the crimson lunch break, it was back to the calm and monotonous class time. Monotonous things always seem to drag on, and by the time school ended in the afternoon, the enthusiasm that Ito had felt at noon had long since dissipated.

He casually stuffed the already soaking wet tablecloth into a bag and headed towards the chairman's office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in!"

He pushed open the door. The shapely, mature woman was still wearing an office lady uniform, only now she had changed into a greyish-white one.

Her graceful figure stood by the window, her back to Ito Koshino, her round, plump breasts stretching tightly against her uniform skirt.

"Are you here to clean?" Naoko Daimon stroked the green plants in front of the window, gazing at the distant playground. Noticing Koshitomo Ito's gaze, she spoke softly.

"Yes, Chairman."

"Hmm! In the storage room next to the tool office."

"Ok!"

Ito Koshito nodded and turned to leave, but the wooden door was opened first.

"Mom!"

A boy with purple hair, wearing the Seishin Academy uniform, with fairly decent looks and a face somewhat resembling Naoko Daimon, barged in.

"Didn't we tell you to call me Chairman at school?!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Naoko Daimon turned around, her expression slightly cold, looking at the boy in front of her with a look of disappointment and frustration.

As the person who proposed the 'scholarship' system, Naoko Daimon arrogantly believed that academic qualifications were everything. She always showed some attention and tolerance to those who excelled academically. For those with poor grades but who were willing to work hard, she wouldn't pay much attention, but she also wouldn't ridicule them. However, for those who were academically incompetent and lacked ability, she arrogantly regarded them as insects, feeling that talking to them was a waste of time.

The person in front of her is her son, but... he is the third type of person that Daimon Naoko hates the most!

She repeatedly tried to correct him, hoping he would change, but was disappointed time and time again... Her son remained the same good-for-nothing who only knew how to indulge in pleasure and hated studying.

Naoko Daimon no longer held any expectations of him...

"Mom..." Daimon Ryūmaku smiled, wanting to speak again, but faced with Daimon Naoko's cold gaze, he ultimately changed his words: "Chairwoman—"

With a hidden glint in his eyes, the gatekeeper withdrew his smile and drew out his voice in dissatisfaction.

"Speak, what brings you here?"

Turning her head back to the window, Naoko Daimon asked.

'You don't even look at me properly...' He clenched his fist. After all, he still needed his mother's help today.

"My allowance is gone..."

Frowning slightly, Naoko Daimon crossed her arms, her expression puzzled.

"Didn't I just give it to you not long ago?"

"..."

Naoko Daimon's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. After thinking it over, she took a deep breath, her full breasts heaving, a fire burning within her. She raised her head and glanced indifferently at Ito Kozue.

Ito Koshi understood, bowed slightly, and left, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the door closed, a furious curse echoed throughout the office.

"waste!"

"You're always following your father around, you've learned his womanizing ways, but you haven't learned even a fraction of his skills!"

"Living a life of debauchery. All you ever think about is that. How could I possibly have you... Never mind..."

"..."

The angry shouts could be faintly heard even by Ito Koshino, who was in the next room.

"It seems Naoko Daimon and her son don't get along very well..."

Shaking his head, Ito Koshi stopped thinking about it, picked up his tools, and quietly went to the office door to wait.

"roll!"

After a while, the office door was opened again.

Daimon Ryūmaku's head slumped, his slightly long hair covering his eyes, but even from a distance, Ito Koshitoshi could feel the anger and resentment in his eyes.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!..."

As if to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart, the door curtain slammed heavily on the floor, far away from the chairman's office.

Watching him leave, Ito Koshichi stood quietly for a while before knocking on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"..."

"Chairman, I've arrived!"

"..."

"Click"

Ito Koshito gently opened the door and tiptoed back into the office.

Naoko Daimon was still standing by the window with her arms crossed, but she could no longer feel the tranquility she had before. Her chest was heaving, and it was clear that she was in a state of agitation.

Ito Koshito glanced at it, then quietly began his work. Curiosity killed the cat, and he was worried that if he looked any longer, Daimon Naoko would use him as a dumping ground for her anger.

Time passed quietly. Ito Koshichi finished his work in a low voice and secretly glanced at Daimon Naoko. She had also calmed down and was gently stroking the green plants with her small hand.

Ito Koshito breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Chairman, I've finished cleaning. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

"..."

“Ito Koshitoshi…” Naoko Daimon remained unchanged, not even raising her head, her calm tone filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

"exist!"

"What happened just now..."

"I did not see anything!"

“Hmm~” Withdrawing her hand from the green plant, Naoko Daimon turned around, glanced at Ito Koshito standing to the side, went to her desk, pulled out a document from the folder and handed it to Ito Koshito.

"You can go back after you pass this on to the student council."

"Yes."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Click"

Staring at the tightly closed door again, Naoko Daimon sighed helplessly:

"Oh, my travel companion..."

............

Outside the window, the withered cherry blossom branches rustled in the wind.

Ito Koshichi walked down the corridor as the bright sunlight gradually dimmed.

"I didn't expect it to take so long..."

Actually, if it weren't for that unexpected incident with the gatekeeper, it probably wouldn't have taken much longer. With a silent sigh, burying the little episode deep in his heart, Ito Koshitoshi returned to the student council office.

This is Ito Koshitomo's third time visiting the student council. The first time, he accidentally stumbled upon the student council president's secret; the second time, he came with Murasaki Natsuha; nothing happened this time. Will he be able to stumble upon something again?

"Bang bang bang!"

"Please come in!"

Keiko Mitarai looked down at the documents. She had been very busy lately. Last week's final exams and some upcoming events all required her to host. She was so busy that she was dizzy and had accumulated a lot of pressure, but she had no time to relieve it.

Sensing someone approaching, Keiko Mitarai continued writing intently on the paper, her head never lifting, and asked softly.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, calm and composed.

"The chairman asked me to bring the documents over."

Looking at the earnest and responsible student council president before her, Ito Koshitoshi smiled and thought, 'What adorable reaction would she have if she suddenly looked up and discovered it was the person who discovered her secret?'

"So it was the chairman who sent you... Please find a place to sit for a while, I'll be fine once I finish what I'm doing, sorry..." Mitarai said softly.

"It's alright, President, you go ahead with your work."

After finding a place to sit down, Ito Koshitoshi glanced around the office. He hadn't really looked at it properly on his previous visits, but after a while, feeling a bit bored, he turned his gaze back to Mitarai Keiko.

Today, Mitarai was still wearing her neat school uniform. Her figure was graceful and exquisite, and the uniform almost clung to her perfect curves. Her smooth black hair was naturally draped over her shoulders, and her bangs were held together with a blue hair clip, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

Perhaps because Ito Koshitomo's gaze was too focused, Mitarai Keiko quickened her pace and finished her work in no time.

"Sorry to keep you waiting..." After neatly folding the papers, Keiko Mitarai smiled and looked up, then paused, startled. "It's you!"

“That’s right~ President Mitarai.” Ito Koshitomo waved to her with a bright smile, “We meet again.”

"You... how did you get here?" Keiko Mitarai's cheeks flushed crimson instantly. She stood up in a fluster, the poignant scene from the office flashing through her mind. That moment, which had once haunted her dreams, was now vividly clear in her memory.

Last time, she mustered up the courage to call Ito Koshitomo to her office, but was interrupted by Murasaki Natsuha. Although she still had some romantic fantasies afterward, due to the busy student council work at that time, she gradually forgot about Ito Koshitomo.

Now, she was alone in a room with Ito Koshitomo again, her heart pounding as if struck by a restless fawn. Those repressed erotic fantasies, like a lurking venomous snake, coiled around the depths of her soul, impossible to shake off.

Ito Koshitoshi smiled even more brightly: "President~ I came here to get some documents for the chairman."

"Is...is that so?" Mitarai Keiko glanced away, avoiding his gaze. She always felt that Ito Koshitomo's eyes were like a wolf's, making her body feel hot. "Then, then let's leave it there..."

"It's better if I bring it to you."

With a strange light in his eyes, Ito Koshitomo noticed Mitarai Keiko's somewhat unnatural behavior, picked up the folder next to him, and slowly walked towards Mitarai Keiko.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and Mitarai Keiko tightened her arms around his even more ample, shapely figure. 'Come, come over...'

'As expected~ She's still quite bothered by that matter! I wonder what kind of attitude this student council president, whom students see as tough, will take towards me...'

Ito Koshitoki, holding the folder, walked across the table to Mitarai Keiko's side and said softly, "Here you are, Chairman."

Warm breath brushed against her ear, like a light feather, stirring a tingling sensation within Mitarai Keiko. 'So, so close!'

"Ito-kun, you, you're standing a little too close..."