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So one person lowered their head to hold down their skirt, while the other stared intently at the white stockings without blinking.

After a moment of silence...

"The wind is early..." the voice was weak.

"Hmm." His voice was hoarse.

"Would you like to touch the white stockings?"

"Yes." Nomiyama nodded.

Since my girlfriend has said that, there's no reason to refuse.

He took a step forward.

Then pause.

An intense chill instantly seeped into his body, and in the slight aftershocks, the room temperature began to drop rapidly.

"Stop, stop, stop, it's cold." Nomiyama retracted the step he had taken.

Sakurajima Mai looked up, annoyed: "Yukino?"

"Ah."

The sound came from a little further away, but it could be clearly heard inside the room.

Nomiyama exhaled a breath as white as frost, looking at the white stockings with silent regret. If only he had known... he would have slowed down when putting on the stockings earlier.

Mai Sakurajima frowned: "Doesn't Yukino know how to respect other people's privacy?"

Yukino Yukinoshita's voice was calm: "That yellow waste fungus over there said that half of this house belongs to me, and now I want the entire second floor as my private territory. Yellow waste fungus, do you have a problem with that?"

Nomiyama remembered that he had indeed said those words, so he raised his hand to indicate his surrender.

He took two steps back and whispered, "Goodnight."

Mai Sakurajima glared at him.

As Nomiyama walked down the corridor after leaving the room, he said softly, "Let's bring the temperature back up over there; it's easy to catch a cold."

"hehe."

Feeling the cold air still being poured into his body, Nomiyama sighed helplessly, "Stop pouring it in, I want to sleep."

"Oh? I had a feeling that someone wasn't planning on sleeping at all."

Nomiyama didn't answer, but simply pushed open the door and turned to look at the opposite door: "Good night, I'll make breakfast tomorrow morning."

There was no response until he lay down on the bed and turned off the light.

"Good night."

Yukino Yukinoshita stood by the window, said goodnight, and then looked at her palm.

She hadn't actually practiced much cultivation; she just read the book "Gathering Qi," and her body naturally learned it. After that, the Qi in the world was actively absorbed by her body.

Even without cultivation, he is slowly getting stronger, so now he even has the ability to observe him from a distance.

Of course, he didn't plan to go at first, but since Mai was going to Tokyo the next day, it would be somewhat understandable if he wanted to go and say something.

However, if you give him an inch, he really likes to push his luck to the limit.

Feeling that time was taking a little too long, he glanced at the other person and was already preparing to get into bed.

Do you like women's stockings?

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned. If she liked stockings, she often wore knee-high stockings, and he didn't seem to have any particular reaction.

So, it's not that I like stockings, it's that I like having that kind of physical contact with people who wear stockings.

"abnormal..."

The girl's face looked like the sunset in the moonlight.

......

Yawning, Nomiyama strolled lazily behind his girlfriends, his pace unhurried.

After finishing breakfast, Mai-senpai left in that BMW. Judging from this, she probably won't have any free time for a while.

In other words, the idea of ​​helping your girlfriend put on stockings is unlikely to happen anytime soon.

It's a pity... I should have been slower last night...

Are you thinking about something bad?

Nomiyama turned his head and looked at Eriri, who had walked up to him at some point.

She looked on with suspicion.

"You're mistaken. I'm thinking about something pleasant." Nomiyama said without changing his expression.

"Oh, I was thinking about some 'h' things." Eriri Sawamura concluded very quickly.

Nomiyama's steps remained unhurried: "Eriri, without evidence, I can sue you for defamation."

Eriri Sawamura glanced at the two people walking ahead: "Who are you going to complain to? Yukino or Megumi, or the police?"

Nomiyama rolled his eyes: "With Sayuri."

Eriri Sawamura remained silent for a moment, then stepped on his foot and quickly caught up with the two people in front of her, leaving only two words behind.

"Scumbag."

It's not like it's the first time they've found out I'm a jerk.

Nomiyama didn't seem to care and continued to follow them at a leisurely pace.

A loud bang was heard, followed by a red supercar speeding across the road.

Nomiyama glanced at the Aston Martin and pondered a few more things.

Last night, Hiratsuka Shizuka talked about the cultural festival, and Yukinoshita became very interested.

Cultural festival...it's so troublesome. I feel like I'd rather stay in the Service Club and study manga.

......

"So, among the boys, are there any who want to be executive committee members for the cultural festival?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka tapped the blackboard, seemingly asking a question.

Nomiyama looked directly at her and raised his hand: "Me."

The classroom fell silent, and the students' heads, like those of old-fashioned robots, turned and stared.

Nomiyama looked back at them with a gaze that seemed heavy and substantial, then ignored them.

"Teacher, I really want to improve."

He delivered lines in a serious tone that were completely out of character.

Yumiko Miura was sitting with her legs crossed, playing on her phone, when he suddenly spoke, drawing her attention.

After hearing what was said, her lips twitched.

Sometimes, she really couldn't understand what was going through the minds of the people at the next table.

What progress? People who would rather lie down than sit are talking nonsense.

"Okay, the boys are settled. Now, what about the girls? Are there any who want to be executive committee members?"

Yumiko Miura was the first to raise her hand: "Me."

When everyone's attention turned to her, she became more serious: "Teacher, I've been too lazy in the past, and I want to improve."

Yui Yuigahama blinked, looked at him and Yumiko, and raised her hand: "Teacher, I also want to improve."

Hina Ebina smiled and raised her hand: "Me too."

Next, another group of girls also raised their hands.

Nomiyama glanced at Yumiko, then slumped onto his desk, lost in thought.

Hiratsuka Shizuka said that if the cultural festival goes well, she would invite him and Yukino to have barbecue.

And it's not the self-service type.

Wow, that's very tempting.

......

A cultural festival is a celebration in which all students participate.

On this day, students can skip classes and play to their heart's content, or sign up for class activities to experience the joy of work and achievement.

The school will open to the public for limited times to attract visitors from outside the school.

The event was not only for students, but also for the entire community.

For such influential events, it is certainly necessary to have a dedicated department to coordinate them.

At Soubu High School, this temporary department is the Executive Committee, a reserve department for wage slaves composed of students from various classes who are interested in showing off their hard work.

Nomiyama dislikes working, especially unpaid work.

"I am the student council member on a Great Wall patrol."

The senior student on stage had a sunny disposition and was undeniably approachable.

"Now, let's quickly elect the chairman of the executive committee."

The senior student, named Cheng Huixun, spoke these words with a straightforward tone and a smile.

Nomiyama raised his hand at lightning speed during this brief moment, his voice equally crisp.

"I choose Yukino Yukinoshita; she is the one everyone wants."

Yukino Yukinoshita rubbed her temples in exasperation.

Perhaps we shouldn't have invited him to the executive committee in the first place. He didn't want to go through any procedures and just pushed straight to the final goal. As for being the one everyone wanted, he didn't have many friends at all, so how could he be the one everyone wanted?

Cheng Huixun hesitated for a moment, then smiled and asked those present, "Are there any other suggestions?"

“Um…” A girl raised her hand from the corner.

After all the students turned to look at her, she asked somewhat shyly, "Um, may I volunteer?"

"Of course," the city patrolman said with a smile.

Nomiyama glanced at the person, Sagami Minami, a female classmate. If Yumiko, Yui, and Hina were the top-tier "normies" in the class or even the whole school, then this classmate was a slightly lower-tier "normie" group.

But, you want to steal jobs?

Nomiyama reached out and nudged the person next to him.

Eriri Sawamura rolled her eyes at him and raised her hand: "I choose Yukino Yukinoshita. She can lead Soubu High to new heights."

"Isn't it a bit much to say something like 'creating new glory'?" Nomiyama asked in a low voice.

"What else should we say?" Eriri Sawamura whispered to him.

Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her head silently, trying to pretend she didn't recognize the two people.

She didn't want things to be like this. Her idea was to recommend herself and defeat the other party with words and abilities if there was competition. But these two people didn't give her that opportunity and just barged in here because of their high profile.

“I choose Yukino Yukinoshita, she’s very capable.” Megumi Kato raised her hand next to him.

Yumiko Miura glanced at the three people who had already spoken, then casually raised her hand while playing on her phone.

"I choose Yukino Yukinoshita; she is the one everyone wants."

"I choose Yukino Yukinoshita; she's the one everyone wants," Yui Yuigahama said softly.

“I choose Yukino Yukinoshita; she is the one everyone wants.” Hina Ebina smiled.

An eerily quiet atmosphere descended. Nomiyama silently looked up and scanned the room, beginning to memorize the names of the students.

One of the male students shivered and immediately raised his hand.

"I choose Yukino Yukinoshita; she is the one everyone wants."