Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Compared to the boys in the class, one could clearly sense his superior education and self-control. The proof was that he always controlled his gaze and would not glance at Aiwen impolitely.

"It's great that Ewendong is here. I need to talk to you about the club. Aozaki asked me to do that."

"How about it, do you have time?"

Chapter 12: A Day of Peace

"Please sit down. The room is very cold. Please bear with me." Tsukiji Tobimaru turned around, took out a disposable cup, and poured a cup of hot water for everyone.

"Is Aozaki-san not here?" Kusajuro asked in confusion, looking around the room.

"No, she's not here. After all, she entrusted me with the task. I guess she's busy with something." The vice president responded casually.

"Really? After all, Aozaki likes to help others, so this is normal." Kusajuro expressed his thoughts with a smile.

"I say, Soujuro, are you overestimating her? Aozaki isn't the nice person you think she is."

Tsukiji Tobimaru recalled his own experience of persecution and quickly interjected a few words, hoping to correct the transfer student's misunderstanding.

"The same goes for Ewendong. If you try to rely on her when you get into trouble, you'll regret it."

"No, I don't have such thoughts." Aiwen sipped the hot water carefully and slowly, her posture elegant and classically beautiful. "People shouldn't think of relying on others. External help will only destroy their own uniqueness."

"No, there's no need to be so extreme. You have a bit of Chuunibyou, so you'll live a happier life if you ask for help appropriately." Tobimaru didn't quite agree with this extreme idea, but he didn't intend to correct it.

"Let's have lunch first. It won't be too late to talk after we finish eating."

The vice president pulled out a chair and sat next to Kusajuro, gestured to the two of them, then took out an energy bar from his pocket and fed it to his stomach with plain water.

The three of them rested for a moment.

The school is filled with the laughter of boys and girls. Although it is a cold winter, the high sun can still bring some warmth.

The short lunch break frees students from the classroom and liberates their playful nature.

In the noisy conference room, the three of them just sat quietly, like a painting under the warm winter sun.

“Wow, that’s disgusting.”

Tsukiji complained about his lunch: "Who would eat a brand like this? When it comes to consumer food, taste is the most important thing. Companies that can't see the trend of the times should be eliminated."

As he spoke, he looked up and was surprised to find that the other two people also seemed to be having a hard time eating.

Kusagijuro swallowed with difficulty, making a bitter face. Ewendong also chewed with an expressionless face. Together with himself, it was like being tortured.

"No way, don't you two live alone? Don't you know how to cook?"

"Don't underestimate me. Today was just a small mistake." Kusagikuro showed his dissatisfaction at being looked down upon. "It tasted bad because the city people plotted against us."

"Calculated? Did someone trick you into buying a defective product? If someone would deceive even a simple person like you, his heart must be rotten."

Tsukiji Tobimaru frowned. If that was the case, he would have to speak up for Sojuro.

Although he is a person who views social relationships in terms of benefits, Kusajuro is an exception. Tsukiji Tobimaru feels that he cannot leave such a simple guy alone.

"Yeah, apple cider vinegar and vinegar are actually not related. People in this city are really good at setting traps. What if someone who wants to buy vinegar buys the wrong one?"

"...Ah, well." Tobimaru's slightly angry heart immediately calmed down, and he said helplessly, "You're the only one who can't figure it out. The well-known trap is not a trap."

"Perhaps the shopping mall is still too complicated for you, but if you want to live in the city, these are all things you need to adapt to. There is no other way, Soujuro."

While comforting the upset Sojuro, Tsukiji turned his attention to Aiwen who was silent and quiet across from him.

"What about classmate Ewendong? Have you been tricked too?"

"No, I really can't cook."

"You're too honest. It's worse than being schemed against." Tsukiji Tobimaru complained, holding his head.

But at the same time, looking at the lumpy rice ball in Aiwen's hand, an irrepressible curiosity made him feel itchy.

Sometimes humans just like to seek death and no one can stop them. Tobimaru seems to be in such a state now.

So he reached out his hand.

"Can you give me some to try? Of course, I'll trade this with you." Tsukiji Tobimaru took out another energy bar and shook it.

He thought that no matter how bad it tasted, it couldn't be as bad as an energy bar that tasted like chalk in his hand.

This behavior filled Kusajūrō with admiration, and his back straightened instantly: "Tobimaru is truly a brave man, daring to try Aiwen's craftsmanship."

Anyway, after tasting it, Sojuro swore that he would never eat it a second time unless he starved to death.

Facing Tsukiji Tobimaru's curious eyes, Aiwen had no intention of refusing.

He had a good impression of Tsukiji Tobimaru. After entering school, he had been doing his best to help himself and Sojuro. Although this was partly due to Aoko's request, he still helped.

Aiwen only acts for his own purposes. Sometimes, even if he helps others, it does not mean that his starting point is altruistic.

But apart from this, he will only take the initiative to repay those who help him, even if the value of the return is a thousand times greater than the help he received.

Although he intentionally distances himself from human social relations and does not care about conventional rules, Aiwen has his own set of concepts of fairness in his heart.

For no other reason than to hope that my small kindness can be rewarded accordingly.

So it wouldn't hurt to respond to some of Tsukiji Tobimaru's requests.

"It makes sense to exchange it, but like Jingxi said, it's not delicious, it's just edible."

"Just think of me as a cat killed by curiosity. Life is full of moments of confusion, isn't it?"

Although I regretted it very quickly.

Tobimaru took the small piece of rice ball handed to him and smelled it. A burnt smell rushed straight to his head, making him dizzy.

"Isn't this all burnt?! How could you possibly eat this, Evindong?"

Anyone who has cooked knows that if food is burnt, you can't just remove the burnt part. The carbon smell will spread throughout the pot and will be impossible to remove.

I endured the burnt smell and took a bite. At once, the bitterness of vegetables, the fishy smell of meat, and the salty taste of lumps of salt burst into my mouth.

"Wow!"

Without saying anything, Tsukiji Tobimaru knelt down beside the trash can, wishing he could vomit out his breakfast.

Kusajuro, who was watching this scene from the side, had his eyes half closed, not at all surprised.

"Excessive curiosity is a bad thing, and this is true whether in the mountains or in the city."

After returning to normal after more than ten minutes, Tobimaru obviously moved away from Aiwen out of respect, and his eyes did not dare to linger on the mixed rice ball.

"You can eat this stuff without batting an eyelid. Your endurance is simply inhuman."

Tsukiji Toimaru complained with a conflicted look on his face.

After that it was time for chatting. The three of them talked about life, the difficulties of working, the unreasonable system of the school, etc., and finally talked about their plans for the future.

"I'm not sure what I'm saying yet," Sojuro replied with his usual smile, "but I don't have time to think about that right now."

"As for me, I hope to do some interesting work in the future, and it would be even better if I have exciting experiences." The vice president said casually, then looked at Aiwen.

Among the three people present now, he was the only one who remained silent.

"What about Ewendong? Have you ever considered a career in public life? You'll definitely become famous instantly and become famous overseas."

As a member of a large landowner family, Tsukiji Tobimaru made this judgment.

It doesn’t matter if he is mediocre in other aspects, as long as that face is there, he will have an endless supply of vulgar fans.

"No, although I haven't thought about the future, becoming an idol or something like that is definitely not one of them."

Putting down the water cup, Aiwen's expression remained unchanged.

"Those guys are just projecting their own desires and fantasies onto a counterfeit case. They're too weak. I won't bear the expectations of such people."

"It's quite strict, but it's not bad this way. Living with pride is difficult, but it must be dazzling."

"Well, Aiwen is indeed dazzling. In my opinion, she is almost as good as Aozaki." Kusajuro added: "They both give me the feeling of being like iron towers."

"That's not much of an explanation." Tsukiji Tobimaru smiled, turned the topic of the casual conversation and returned to the main topic.

"Then I won't keep you and Sojuro away. Lunch is over. Let's get back to business. I called you here for club matters."

"This is also the order from that guy Aozaki." Tsukiji Tobimaru's face was bitter, and he picked up the water cup and drank it all.

"I'm being ordered around by her like a slave. I'm clearly very busy, even though I have nothing to do."

Speaking of this, he recalled the scene when he was coerced.

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"Ha, you can just go and handle this kind of thing yourself. There's no need to leave it to me. I still need to collect candidates for the cleaning of the old school building."

Tsukiji Tobimaru tried his best to refute it. He was not looking for an excuse, but he really had work to do.

But unfortunately, his protest was roared back by the annoyed fierce god.

"Just go if I tell you to. Don't talk nonsense! At worst, I can help you with the list. Stop whining."

The irritable Aoko completely suppressed her vice-president. Her abnormal emotions were so obvious that Tsukiji Tobimaru looked her up and down in confusion.

Although Tobimaru was bullied by Aozaki Aoko from time to time, he always admired this classmate who held his head high and acted decisively.

Aozaki Aoko, who is fearless and walks straight on her own path, is the student council president that everyone trusts.

The other party today was so different from what he had imagined that he couldn't bear to watch him.

"Hey, Aozaki, this is outrageous. Are you deliberately hiding something? We could just discuss choosing a club face to face, but you'd rather deal with tons of forms?"

These words just happened to guess the source of Aozaki Aoko's dilemma.

"I'm not hiding."

"That won't fool me."

It's like a bomb with a lit fuse, which is the most appropriate way to describe the current situation.

Having her thoughts exposed, Aozaki Aoko glared in anger and subconsciously moved closer to Tsukishima.

Tsukiji Tobimaru did not dodge or retreat, he just looked at the other party, watching the pace gradually slow down.

"..."

Soon, Qingzi stopped and forced herself to calm down. After taking a few deep breaths, she re-examined herself.

There was nothing wrong with what Tsukiji Tobimaru said. It was true that she did have the intention to escape.

If you resort to violence when you are pointed out, even you will despise yourself.

"Calm down?"

Tsukiji was not afraid of this scary behavior at all. He trusted the self-esteem of the guy in front of him. Aozaki Aoko would never allow her mistakes to affect others.

That's why he looked the other person in the eye and revealed his thoughts completely.

"I don't know who you had friction with, but this isn't like you. You just solve things that need to be solved, and you don't need to consider the results, whether good or bad, until later."

"If there's no communication, nothing will start, right?"

Reaching out and patting Aoko's shoulder, Tobimaru picked up the club list on the table.

"I've accepted this job, but I can't help you with how to handle it in the end. It's up to you, Aozaki, to decide."

"gone."

Waving goodbye, Tsukishima hurried out of the student council room, leaving Aozaki Aoko lost in thought.

"Tsk, it's really useless."

After a long moment, Aoko cursed in a low voice, a subtle anger igniting in her heart, directed not at the departing Tobimaru, but at herself.

The previous avoidance was simply a joke. I set my own position in advance and then made my own conclusion.

You are neither decisive nor self-indulgent. Am I so fragile that I can be easily influenced by others?

The very idea of being afraid of being influenced shows that you are being influenced.

Her temper just now seemed to be a cover-up for her own embarrassment. Perhaps it was precisely this aspect of herself that made her irritated.