He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

"Hmph!" Jackie stood with her hands on her hips, looking smug in front of Hoshino.

Am I not qualified?

“It’s not a matter of qualifications; it’s that as the lead actor in the play, I don’t want to act alongside you, and I don’t want you to participate,” Shirakawa retorted.

Shirakawa finds it hard to feel any affection for a woman who pretends to be lurking around him and stealing pocket watches.

The classmates were all dumbfounded. This Shirakawa was really ruthless. He was like a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. He actually dared to talk to Hoshigumi Shio like that.

The way Shirakawa treated the enemy was completely different from the kind and gentle way he had been when he was playing with me.

A sense of melancholy arose in Xing Gongxi's heart, a feeling of things having changed over time.

“Then I have a suggestion. If I join the play, I will pay for all the props and all the expenses for class activities. What do you think?” Hoshino suddenly said, speaking in a rare tone of negotiation.

The students were delighted to hear this. The expenses for the activity were quite substantial, and if Xing Gongxi were to cover them, it would save them a lot of money.

It's like opening a restaurant in the classroom with no cost, and all the profits can be used as class funds.

To put it bluntly, it's about using money to buy two supporting roles in a stage play, which is quite profitable.

Now it's up to Shirakawa to decide.

Maki was extremely surprised. Having worked under the president for a long time, she naturally knew that the president would never speak to others in a consultative tone.

You have to get immediate results in everything you do, and you have to have what you want right away.

Never back down.

But today, contrary to her usual behavior, she made concessions to Shirakawa.

Did she develop feelings for Shirakawa because she used to live at Shirakawa's house and Shirakawa fed her?

Maki couldn't help but think in that direction.

Shirakawa pondered, after all, the decision was in his hands.

Seeing that the classmates around him were also staring wide-eyed and nodding in agreement, they all hoped that Shirakawa would agree.

“Okay, I agree. I’ll arrange two roles.” Shirakawa accepted Hoshimiya Shio’s suggestion.

“That’s right.” Xing Gongxi nodded, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

Then she asked her classmates, "So, no one else is joining the play, right?"

"Does Shirakawa not have any other work?"

Xing Gongxi asked again.

No one spoke again, and no one knew why Xing Gongxi was asking these questions.

Hoshimiya Shio waved her hand, and Hoshimiya Rin stepped forward.

"What are you trying to do?" Shirakawa took several steps back.

Hoshimiya Rin took a small school badge out of her pocket and pinned it to Shirakawa's chest.

"I hereby announce that, from this moment forward, Shirakawa Akira will serve as the new vice president of Sakura-dachi High School. Let us give him a round of applause!"

Huh? What's going on again? The students were dumbfounded once more.

They looked at each other, their lips curving into smiles, secretly relieved that Shirakawa was in their class.

It feels like as long as Shirakawa is around, every scandal is more exciting than the last, making the already colorful high school life even more interesting.

Shirakawa was also stunned. He had been given a lot of roles today, including the lead role in a play and the vice president of the student council.

It's a bit like a reclusive nerd suddenly being exposed to direct sunlight.

"President, what are you doing?"

"I came here specifically to appoint him as vice president."

"No, I mean, shouldn't the student council be elected by everyone?"

Maki used to be a good student. Back then, she wasn't selected as a disciplinary committee member, but she wasn't that unpopular, so everyone chose her.

"Hmm~~ This was a decision I made together with the other members of the student council."

"The other members? Why weren't you informed about this..."

"Now I'm informing you that Shirakawa is the new vice president, and I need to discuss the school festival arrangements with him."

Hoshimiya Shio winked at Hoshimiya Rin, who understood and pulled Shirakawa toward the student council.

"President, President!" Mito Maki followed.

"Little brother!" Nikaido wanted to chase after them, but Jackie pulled him back.

"what are you doing?"

"What am I supposed to do? This is their student council's business. Do you think they'll let you in, you delinquent?"

"But Shirakawa, he..."

"Just wait patiently, he won't get lost," Jackie advised again.

Nikaido had no choice but to sit back down in his seat, fuming.

Although Jackie is right about everything.

But why does she bother me so much?

114. Fukada early green

In a deserted fast food restaurant.

Because it was morning, there were few customers.

A female high school student dressed completely differently from ordinary people sat in a small restaurant, drinking the free water provided by the fast food restaurant while waiting.

The high school girl had pink hair in a side ponytail, and her slightly mature face was covered with exquisite makeup. Several buttons on her neckline were undone, revealing her fair skin. Her appearance, figure, and physique were all top-notch, belonging to the category of excellent school beauties.

However, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye gives this girl a unique charm.

"Fukada-kun, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." The male high school student rushed in from the entrance of the fast food restaurant.

Judging from the designer shoes on his feet and the exquisite watch on his wrist, this high school student must come from a relatively wealthy family; he could be considered a young second-generation rich kid.

"Brother Sato! I've kept you waiting so long!" Fukada said in a soft, coquettish voice.

When he speaks, a silver tongue stud can still be faintly seen on his tongue.

"Um, Fukada-senpai, I'm Ito..." Ito smiled awkwardly.

"Oh dear, look at my little brain, I got it wrong again!" Fukada gently tapped his head and chuckled, "Since my brother is late and I got the name wrong too, then we'll cancel each other out!"

Fukada smiled sweetly, and Ito immediately dispelled his doubts: "It's okay, Fukada-senpai, waiter, order a few servings of fried chicken."

"I want a few portions too. I was in such a rush to do my makeup this morning that I didn't even have breakfast."

"It's okay, it's on me today, order whatever you like."

"Wow~~ Thank you, Ito-nii-san! Ito-nii-san is so kind, I like you so much." Fukada made a peace sign and said with a smile.

"I also like Fukada-senpai," Ito said shyly, her face flushed and her head bowed.

My first encounter with Fukada-senpai was at a social gathering. We were all eating barbecue and chatting together, and Fukada-senpai kept giving me flirty glances. Then, when I went to the restroom, she followed me and waited at the restroom door. When she saw me, she took the initiative to confess her feelings to me.

Thinking back on that scene, I still feel a little flutter in my heart.

“Fukada-senpai, you can just call me Ito, you don’t need to call me Ito-nii.”

"Oh, how can that be?" Fukada lowered her head slightly, pouted her little mouth, and said worriedly, "It's so ordinary to be called Ito like everyone else. I feel it's better to call him Ito-nii-nii (older brother Ito), because only I call him that. It's my unique way of calling him!"

After hearing Fukada's words, Ito felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

It's so wonderful to have a girl like me who likes me.

"By the way, Ito-nii, are you and your girlfriend still together?"

"No, no, we've been giving each other the cold shoulder for a month, just waiting for the truth to come out and we'll break up," Ito quickly explained.

"Ugh~~ That woman is really something. She's not pretty, she's fat, she's controlling, and she spends money recklessly when she goes out. She doesn't care about Ito-nii's feelings at all. We should have broken up a long time ago."

“Indeed, indeed,” Ito echoed.

"Hey~~ By the way, Ito-nii, how did you end up with that woman?"

"Ah, Fukada-senpai, why are you asking this?"

"Of course I'm curious about Ito-nii's romantic history! I want to know what kind of girl he likes." Fukada covered her skirt with her small hand and twisted slightly. "So I can try to be like that girl."

“Ah,” Ito quickly replied, controlling his own head, “He’s my childhood friend, our neighbor, and we naturally ended up together.”

"No wonder! I knew that woman was no match for Ito-san!" Fukada put her hand to her eyes, mimicking observing through binoculars, and continued, "So it's the filter effect! I've heard of the 'long-term viewing effect' in psychology—the longer you look at something, the more you like it!"

"Yeah." Ito spoke rather woodenly, clearly the type of guy who was rather straightforward.

“Brother Ito,” Fukada suddenly touched Ito’s hand, “we should go out and play more often, see each other more, the more we see each other, the more we like each other!”

"That's that."

"Then let's pinky swear!" Fukada placed her fair hand on the table and extended her soft, white little finger.