Why is the Demon King like this?

This morning, Xi Xi was unusually absent from class. I heard that she slipped and fell while soaking in the bathhouse with her family last night.

The poor girl had been crying on the phone with Yamato Nadeshiko that morning, saying that her mother was laughing when she fell.

Even Arisugawa Asuka couldn't help but laugh, and it was quite a struggle for him to hold it in.

However, after laughing, she had to face another problem—her partner might have to be absent from the project she had signed up for.

She instinctively looked towards Aokiji for help, but quickly looked away—

The school and the back garden of the neighborhood are obviously different places.

Well, if I could get Qinggui to help me pass the ball, maybe I could win a few more points for the class?

While the girl was struggling with her decision, Ao Keisuke was researching club-related issues.

It's already Thursday, and Tsukishima's intense gaze during the morning meeting put some pressure on him.

Ultimately, you could just find a relaxed club or organization where you can use your name.

The next step is to find things that interest you. If you cause unpleasant trouble in the pursuit of fun, then it seems a bit like putting the cart before the horse...

But I still care a little. Does that girl with a spirituality of 500 really have the talent to grant other people's wishes?

It's hard to say about others, but someone who is so favored by the world might actually have special abilities.

As expected, I was called to the office during my lunch break.

Poor Tsukishima-sensei, she's been eating convenience store bento boxes these past few days, so she didn't prepare any for Ao Keisuke.

Despite taking up Ms. Tsukishima's lunch portion, the Demon Lord remained calm, and with an expression that made Tsukishima's blood pressure spike, he quietly greeted Ms. Big Bear.

"...How's the club recruitment going?"

"Teacher, there's a grain of rice on the corner of your mouth."

"Hmm? Ah..."

Tsukishima, maintaining a composed and dignified demeanor as a teacher, almost lost his composure, reaching for a tissue and gently wiping the corner of his mouth.

Keisuke Ao turned his head slightly, noticed Saburo Kamamatsu's subtle gaze, and smiled at him.

Kamamatsu Saburo clenched his fists tightly.

"Ahem, don't worry about these trivial things." Tsukishima Chizuru steered the conversation back to the main topic, tapping the table: "Let's get back to club matters."

Without hesitation, Keisuke Ao brought up Hoshino's club as a scapegoat—indicating that he was more interested in the club.

To everyone's surprise, Chizuru Tsukishima's expression suddenly turned strange.

"Which club? You'd like to join?"

Although she could roughly understand Aoki Keisuke's thoughts, she still advised, "It's not good for me to say this, but I don't think you can get along well with Hoshino-kun."

"Does the teacher know her too?"

Well... Tsukishima's lips twitched slightly, which was a bit of a "coincidence".

"I am the advisor of that club."

She officially became a homeroom teacher last year, and Miss Hoshino enrolled last year—what a coincidence!

It's definitely not a perk that she only gets because she's the advisor for this club.

"Then adding me to the club list should be a piece of cake, right, Tsukishima-sensei?" Ao Keisuke said earnestly. "Even just being a nominal member is fine; it'll give me time to focus on my studies."

"nominal……"

Chizuru Tsukishima, who had originally intended to continue dissuading Keisuke from causing trouble, was unexpectedly persuaded.

— Isn't it good to focus on reading?

Anyway, by the time they're in third grade, they'll basically all have to leave the club!

But then she realized that she didn't have the prestige of a mentor, and whether or not Ao Keisuke could join the club was ultimately up to Miss Hoshino.

Tsukishima didn't think that his status as a teacher would give him any face in front of the second-generation chaebol.

She started having a headache again, and instinctively felt that this was going to be a problem.

"You really know how to cause trouble for the teacher!"

"Does that mean the teacher has agreed?" Keisuke Ao wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

"Qinggui, our school's clubs are highly autonomous, and the recruitment of members is managed by the clubs themselves. I can only ask around for you."

Tsukishima didn't give a definitive answer, so I always felt there was something wrong.

Keisuke Ao said sincerely, "Not at all. As your mentor, Tsukishima-sensei's words are sure to be very helpful... That's great. I went to see Hoshino-kun with Arisugawa before, and we were rejected."

Chizuru Tsukishima: ? ? ?

I've already been rejected, so what's the point of telling me this?

The female teacher's blood pressure spiked, and she wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.

After a long silence, she suddenly said, "It's just a nominal position anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem for other clubs, right?"

Keisuke Ao looked at her in surprise—as expected, Tsukishima-sensei was not to be underestimated; she had already realized this.

So he advised, "Teacher, other clubs have more people, which will have a negative impact on you."

Chizuru Tsukishima: "..."

It's hardened; its fists have hardened.

She waved her hand, telling Qing Guijie to get lost; if she kept talking, she'd surely get breast hyperplasia.

"I'll help you first and then ask Hoshino-kun."

"Thank you for your help, teacher."

……

While having lunch in the infirmary, the doctor chatted with Chizuru Shiraishi about why she was late. She laughed so hard she almost fell over, showing no concern for her best friend whatsoever. In fact, if she didn't want to keep her relationship with Keisuke Ao a secret, she would have loved to call Tsukishima and ask for his opinion.

Tsukishima must have been so cute back then ⁄(⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)⁄

Today's lunch consisted of hamburger patties, fried sweet shrimp, and cherry tomato salad, all made by Dr. Shiraishi himself.

"Besides the microwave, is there anything else you need? I'll have Hanako bring it in next week."

Keisuke Ao was very enthusiastic about this matter.

"Please, look at this infirmary, is there even room for a kitchen?"

Shiraishi Chizuru rolled her eyes. Besides, the infirmary is always busy with people coming and going. If she were to openly start a small private kitchen, would she still want to work there?

—Those wicked rich people, they know no sorrow! And they even have a shrine maiden feeding them a kaiseki meal costing tens of thousands of yen!

hateful!

Chizuru Shiraishi grumbled and didn't say anything, just stared at Keisuke Ao and took a bite out of a third of the hamburger meat.

Keisuke Ao thought that Chizuru Shiraishi should visit Miss Hoshino's private activity room; it would definitely broaden her horizons.

When the pleasant lunch break ended and Ao Keisuke returned to the classroom, he found Nakagawa Yuto discussing with others where he had gone during lunch.

For several days in a row, he hadn't been seen at the cafeteria, and he hadn't brought his own lunch either, which really made Nakagawa Yuto unable to stand it anymore!

Even if he's handsome, his high school life shouldn't be this decadent!

His righteous stance warrants punishment for Qing Gui!

Thanks to Chizuru Shiraishi's special status, the fact that the infirmary and the cafeteria are in opposite directions, and Keisuke Ao's quick actions, no one has noticed that Keisuke Ao's cafeteria is located there yet.

The Demon King walked into the classroom with a stern face, and the boys and girls who had been chatting and complaining immediately looked over.

"Nakagawa, I think I just fell down, so I can't participate in the match."

"What?!"

A minute later, Nakagawa Yuto, who had sprinted downstairs and then ran back to the third-floor classroom at full speed, was panting heavily and covered in sweat.

"Uncle Qinggui, the Coke you requested has been brought back."

Keisuke Ao walked over, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "I think I can play again."

The tough guy in the class stared at him like he was a demon.

The girl covered her mouth, trying not to scream for Keisuke Ao.

If Yuki had been there this morning, she would probably have already triggered a deadly barrage of flashing lights.