Why is the Demon King like this?

Chapter 112 The Price of Wishes

"Has the company president found the person who wrote the threatening letter?"

"Read the report."

"Okay, okay."

Keisuke Ao opened the folder, and the report recorded another relationship of Ai Komatsu before she started dating the genius trumpet player.

"Daichi Sakamoto?"

"The former top student in his grade at Mingdao Private High School, who was admitted to several universities through direct admission, later dropped out due to an unexpected incident."

An investigation revealed that Daichi Sakamoto and Ai Komatsu met during a school exchange program and quickly became a couple—they broke up after nearly a year of dating, a pattern that closely mirrors Daichi Sakamoto's unusual behavior.

Keisuke Ao blinked: "This name shouldn't be on the list that Ai Komatsu gave us."

"Hmm, there's also an investigation into Yuuki Kamiizumi. This genius is undeniably naive, both inside and out."

"So the company president suspects that the person who sent the threatening letter was Sakamoto Daichi?"

"Although it was a ridiculous thing, they at least did one good thing."

Hoshino Fujiko said slowly and deliberately, "Sakamoto Daichi is currently inside Kukai Private High School."

"Oh?"

This is equivalent to putting the answer to the riddle on the surface.

"After sending so many threatening letters, he seems to have finally lost his patience and plans to take advantage of the last day of the tournament..."

And it was the Friday before the holiday, so I did something unexpected.

It's also possible that someone strongly provoked him, causing him to have a concrete idea.

"It's something to look forward to." Keisuke Ao nodded, ignoring the last sentence.

"While it is certainly dramatic enough, in order to protect the interests of the organization, we must prioritize doing our own thing."

Hoshino, that guy, really lives up to his chaebol background!

It wasn't to save Ai Komatsu's life, but to complete the record, that he began to appreciate Fujiko Hoshino more and more.

The Demon King readily agreed.

After lunch, Fujiko Hoshino did not press Keisuke Ao about his love life.

In any case, she had already grasped all the relevant details by asking questions, so even if Aokiji was not willing to tell her the truth for the time being, it would not affect her doing as she pleased.

"Call Komatsu to join the club."

"it is good."

The two walked side by side down the corridor. Seeing that Keisuke Ao had agreed but remained unmoved, Fujiko Hoshino gave him a cold look.

Keisuke Ao explained, "It seems like she's having a tiff with me. She sent me a message, but I haven't read it yet."

Upon hearing this, President Hoshino pursed his lips, unable to suppress a smile, and turned his head to the side, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"----boring."

Back at the club, Keisuke Ao took out his phone and glanced at the message Ai Komatsu had sent.

"President, you look really eager to see it."

"This is something worth recording in the archives."

"Give."

Half a minute later, Hoshino Fujiko returned the phone to him with a furrowed brow—she regretted it and now desperately wanted to delete the scheming woman's comments that kept echoing in her mind.

Keisuke Ao watched her expression for a while before informing Ai Komatsu to come to the club.

He pulled out "The Moon and Sixpence" from his bag. It wasn't a very long novel; he only had a dozen or so pages left to read.

"I originally thought you wouldn't allow anyone else into this activity room."

"You think this is where I'm hiding?"

Fujiko Hoshino said calmly, "Your shallow prejudice only proves your own vulgarity and ignorance."

"Yes, yes."

Keisuke Ao didn't want to argue with her right now, nor did he share his thoughts on the book he was about to finish reading with Hoshino. He simply waited quietly for Ai Komatsu to come over.

After watching half of the content, Ai Komatsu appeared in the surveillance footage on the right-hand wall.

She seemed somewhat uneasy, her steps hesitant.

Although he had lost interest in her wishes, Keisuke Ao was still looking forward to the price Hoshino would offer, so he put down the book and turned the cover upside down.

Hoshino Fujiko adjusted her posture, like a judge about to sit on the dock, but she didn't need laws or juries, she only needed to carry out her own ideas and will.

"Tap—tap tap."

"Please come in."

The door opened automatically, and Komatsu Ai, looking surprised, cautiously walked in, her hands tucked in.

Aoki Keisuke suddenly felt a pang of pity for her—

There wasn't even a chair for her to sit on in this room.

It seems that every person who prayed before could only stand before Fujiko Hoshino, trembling and awaiting her verdict. Whether their long-cherished wish would be granted or the price they could not bear would be decided at this moment.

"Good afternoon, Hoshino-kun—Seikei-kun."

"good afternoon."

Good afternoon, senior.

Xiaosong Ai rationally didn't ask herself where she should sit. As a seasoned Xiaoguan Tea drinker, she had already realized that the situation was out of her control.

She didn't even dare to look Hoshino Fujiko in the eye, only daring to stare at the desk in front of Ao Keisuke.

Seeing this, Keisuke Ao reached out and gently stroked the surface, sweeping out a long strand of hair from the smooth tabletop.

"President, why is your hair coming this way?"

Hoshino Fujiko:

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Keisuke tucked his hair into the pages of the book and handed it back to Hoshino.

"I don't want to read the last few pages anymore, here you go."

Hoshino Fujiko's hand slid down from the desk, her index finger resting on the pull tab of the drawer where the pistol was stored. Her glare at him simultaneously meant, "Shut up."

"well."

Aokiji put the book down and stuffed it into the drawer.

—Although the young lady's threat was not intimidating at all, it could be seen as a kind of rule of the game.

"Senior Komatsu, before we begin our conversation, I need to reconfirm with you that this wish truly comes from you, and that you fully understand the rules I have set."

"Yes----"

"And you should be able to roughly imagine the possible consequences of such a leak."

"Yes!"

Ai Komatsu glanced at Keisuke Ao unconsciously, only to find that the junior who had been flirting with her was now intently examining the desk, searching for another strand of hair. What a coward! Was he refusing to use his own water because of Fujiko Hoshino's warning?

"Alright, I am confident that I can fully fulfill your wish. Now I will state the price I demand."

"Please let Hoshino-san speak," Komatsu Ai said cautiously.

Fujiko Hoshino opened the drawer and took out a white envelope, which was placed on top of the pistol.

She handed the envelope to Ai Komatsu, but halfway through, Keisuke Ao reached out and took the letter from her.

"President, don't you think we should show it to the members first?"

Hoshino Fujiko smiled, having anticipated this, and withdrew her hand, crossing it to her chest, saying, "Then you can tell Komatsu Ai-senpai."

Aokiji paused for a moment after opening the envelope before pulling out the letter inside.

"President, you're really malicious."

The price written on the paper was: "To reconcile with my ex-boyfriend, Daichi Sakamoto, and register our marriage."

The way to save Komatsu's life is written on this piece of paper, but who would agree to such a price?