In fact, I can add unlimited points

Horikita Suzune sat in front of the filing cabinet on the side, her fingers flying across the budget sheet. When she heard the noise, she only raised her eyes slightly, nodded in greeting, and then buried herself in her work again.

Behind the long table in the center, Honami Ichinose was holding a stack of printed documents, her long pink hair cascading down her back and swaying gently in the warmth of the heater. She turned her head, her slender fingers brushing aside a strand of hair by her ear, revealing a pair of crystal-clear eyes beneath, her gaze fixed on the boy as if filled with endless honey and irresistible attraction.

Aragaki Shun returned the greeting with a polite smile and closed the door behind him: "Good morning, both of you. I certainly had a good Christmas, thank you for your concern."

His tone was relaxed, yet he keenly caught the subtle electric current in the air—he could clearly sense that the pink-haired girl's face was brighter and more cheerful than yesterday, but behind that energetic smile, for some reason, one would subconsciously think of some kind of large predator.

The already terrifying gravitational field seemed to have intensified even further.

Ichinose neatly arranged the printed documents, then walked briskly around to the chairman's desk. The cuffs of her white knitted sweater slid down to her elbows as she moved, revealing a section of her fair wrist.

She handed a document to Shun Aragaki, her voice slightly louder than usual: "This is the backstage monitoring record for yesterday's welfare event; everything is normal! Also..."

The girl paused slightly, as if encouraging herself, "Also, I want to thank Aragaki-kun again for helping me contact my family. I'm really happy to have been able to talk to my mom and sister and have an open and honest conversation!"

As she finished speaking, she placed her hands behind her back, interlocking her fingers, her shoulders slightly tense—a mixture of nervousness and barely concealed excitement. Her blue pupils reflected the boy's face, like the sea reflecting the morning sun, shimmering and sparkling.

Shun Aragaki nodded: "It was nothing, Auntie. How are you feeling?"

“Great! She even asked me to thank you on her behalf.” Ichinose pursed her lips, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled. “Mom said that if she has the chance, she hopes to personally entertain the boy who helped her daughter out of her trauma. Your sister also seems quite curious about you.”

The subtext of this sentence was so obvious that even Horikita, who was engrossed in her work, paused slightly, glanced at it sideways, and quickly looked away, as if she wasn't particularly interested in this kind of romantic drama.

Shun Aragaki secretly clicked his tongue in amazement; once his archangel took the initiative, his aggressiveness seemed a little too terrifying.

But of course he wouldn't be intimidated by such a small scene!

On the contrary, the boy was actually looking forward to the scene where Ichinose Honami and Hasebe Haruka were brought together to be honest with each other, and then he could invite Sakura Airi as well... The idea of ​​such a highly nurtured group of people was just dreamy and exciting.

"Hmm~ that might be after graduation in the future, but we can make a promise in advance. You know I never break a promise."

Upon hearing this clear and unwavering response, the pink-haired archangel couldn't help but beam with joy.

The person I like also likes me, and is even willing to go with her to meet her parents. What a wonderful future this is!

The only regrettable thing is that the other person has many lovers, making it difficult for me to be the only one.

Thinking of this, a subtle, almost imperceptible sourness suddenly seeped into the sweet atmosphere around them—

Yesterday, on Christmas Eve, Shun Aragaki spent the night with Haruka Hasebe.

Ichinose also knew about this through Chihiro Shiranami and Meiyu Wang's channels.

It can only be said that although the boy managed to appease his lovers on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, when they came to their senses and heard that their companions had increased, they couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Therefore, he allowed Ichinose to gather information, hoping she could cause some minor trouble for his philandering man.

"By the way, yesterday was Christmas Eve... Aragaki-kun seemed really busy? I saw a lot of people tagging you in the group chat, but you didn't reply."

The archangel lowered his eyes and asked the question in a seemingly lighthearted manner.

The air tensed instantly, like the strings of a musical instrument being plucked by an invisible hand.

In front of the filing cabinet on the side, Horikita Suzune's pen came to a complete stop. She turned slightly to the side, her eyes glancing at the boy's face.

Although she wasn't particularly interested in these romantic relationships, as an observer, the new secretary was very curious—how would Shun Aragaki react to this legendary entanglement?

After all, the opponent was a strongman whom even her brother felt inferior to. The girl with long, straight black hair wanted to know if he could really be as at ease and invincible as usual, no matter what.

As the saying goes, the land of gentle pleasures is the graveyard of heroes. It would be particularly funny if this highly trained and strongest individual were to fall victim to it.

Aragaki Shun raised an eyebrow, instinctively noticing Horikita Suzune's gossipy gaze. Speechless, he secretly resolved to increase the secretary's workload and teach her a lesson.

“I made a promise with Hasebe long before the holiday started,” the boy answered frankly, without any intention of hiding anything. His gaze lingered on the archangel’s face for a moment, with a reassuring smile. “You know, I have never broken a promise with the people around me.”

The people around me...

Ichinose felt a slight pang in her heart, but she quickly put on an even brighter smile, as if forcibly suppressing her disappointment: "I see! Then... next Christmas, if possible, could I make a reservation a day in advance?"

After speaking, the girl's ears quickly turned blushed, but she suppressed her shyness and stared intently at Shun Aragaki, as if she wouldn't give up until she got an answer.

Aragaki Shun sighed and reached out to ruffle the archangel's long pink hair, making it comfortably half-close its eyes.

"It's too early to talk about these things now. There's a whole year until next Christmas, and there are too many variables along the way. I can't agree to such a vague request."

"And there's no need to worry about these foreign holidays. If you want to go on a date, just send me an invitation when you're free. Would I refuse you?"

Seeing that the girl's disappointed expression quickly brightened, Shun Aragaki's hand slid down her hair and pinched her bright red earlobe. "Or is it that Honami can't wait to be intimate with me? Would you like to come to my room tonight?"

"Yeah~!"

Being teased like this, the archangel exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly turned around, and pretended to tidy up the filing cabinet, but almost knocked over a stack of documents.

She hurriedly steadied him, her awkward figure endearing.

Seeing this, Shun Aragaki smiled and, ignoring the disdainful looks from Suzune Horikita, calmly sat down at his desk.

"Lingyin, are you bored out of your mind?" The student council president beckoned to his secretary, slapped the table and pretended to threaten, "If you keep openly watching your superiors have fun like this, I'll make things difficult for you."

“I’m not that bored, I just wanted to remind the president,” Horikita Suzune stood up, her gaze sweeping over the pink-haired archangel who had run outside, her tone meaningful: “During your time working in the student council, please arrange your personal schedule reasonably, so as not to cause too much emotional fluctuation in some people and affect work efficiency.”

As the highest authority in the student council, openly flirting with the student council accountant, especially with the disciplinary committee chairwoman Ibuki Mio also being one of his lovers, doesn't the president think this has a bad influence?

"Hehe~ Don't worry, I would never let personal matters interfere with public duties."

Whether the secretary believed it or not, Aragaki Shun simply waved his hand, instructing her to go to the broadcasting room and notify Koenji Rokusuke to come to the student council.

I haven't yet discussed what happened yesterday with this chaebol heir.

.........

At exactly 10 o'clock, the conference room door opened again.

Horikita Suzune entered carrying a notebook, followed by Koenji Rokusuke and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka from Class 1-B.

It was obvious that Long Yuanxiang was not among the people who came; the two of them must have judged that the gang leader was not qualified to participate in this meeting.

Shun Aragaki sat in the chairman's seat, his fingertips lightly tapping the table with a distinct rhythm.

"Please have a seat, gentlemen."

Koenji grinned, revealing dazzlingly white teeth, and pulled out a chair with an elegant posture befitting his own aesthetic sense.

Ayanokouji nodded slightly, his expressionless face revealing no emotion.

"Yesterday, during Christmas, I happened to find that the members of Class 1B were selling some special items at a stall. After asking around, I found out that the school had specially invited a temporary partner from outside to provide for the students' winter vacation. Your class had bought up all the special items sold in those shops."

Shun Aragaki interlaced his fingers, rested his elbows on the table, and glanced at the two classmates in front of him who came from distinguished backgrounds.

"The key point is that Class B is selling these items at 10% of the original price, which is practically giving away freebies to all the teachers and students in the school. Could you two please give me a clear explanation?"

Koenji raised one eyebrow, like a child being praised, his voice both elegant and nonchalant:

"Oh~! Aragaki boy, you're even fussing over such a small amount of money? I just used some little tricks to make this Christmas a bit more beautiful, and the end result was good, wasn't it?"

Ling Xiaolu remained expressionless and added, "What is not prohibited by the contract is permissible. We did not steal, rob, or leak any information from within the school. Our income was legitimate and did not violate any existing school rules of Advanced Education."

As the master craftsman calmly emphasized the importance of following the rules, Aragaki Shun's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils turning completely black.

The rules for highly developed individuals have never been perfect.

Or rather, as long as human relationships and social norms exist in this world, no place's rules can be considered perfect.

If someone claims to be law-abiding, that person could very well be a ruthless scoundrel, since the law is ultimately just the minimum requirement of morality.

In this school, even ordinary students have the opportunity to exploit loopholes in the school rules for their own benefit, let alone these two individuals with special identities.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to keep playing these riddles with you guys."

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Shun Aragaki chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair. "Just tell me straight, what discounts did those shops offer you when they sold you their specialty items? 30%, 50%, 30%, 10%, or did they just give them away for free?"

Only in this way can the members of Class 1B sell the purchased items to other students at a 10% discount and actually make a profit instead of a loss.

As for why those shops would rather lose money than give money to Class B?

It's very simple. The two people in front of us, one surnamed Koenji and the other Ayanokouji, can easily attract a bunch of sycophants willing to kneel down and fawn over them by simply using their names as a shield.

Unlike Arisu Sakayanagi, who uses privileges as naturally as breathing but insists on emphasizing that he is not relying on his family background but on his own unparalleled genius, Rokusuke Koenji has never minded using the power of the conglomerate behind him from the very beginning.

Just like at the beginning of the school year, as soon as this person saw through the school rules, he immediately used the name of Koenji to go to the upperclassmen and ask them to exchange cash for personal points. Later, he got those upperclasswomen to take care of him. It was because everyone knew his identity as the heir of a conglomerate that they were so willing to do it.

Similarly, as the masterpiece of the White Room, Ayanokouji certainly wouldn't mind taking advantage of that man's influence.

"Isn't it perfectly reasonable for businesses to organize discount events for Christmas?"

Koenji tilted his head, his blond hair falling down, like a lazy lion sharpening its claws: "Everything we've done is in accordance with the law. I wonder if Aragaki-boy has any doubts?"

He did not deny that the items the store sold them were discounted.

This kind of thing can't be hidden. With the student union's authority, they can easily find out everything by simply requesting the school to check the individual points transfer records.

However, it is impossible for Koenji to admit outwardly that he used external connections in this process.

Anyway, he didn't do anything; he just gave a normal self-introduction.

As for how those shop owners will react after hearing this... I don't know!

"Compliance does not equate to rationality."

As Aragaki Shun sneered, the air temperature seemed to drop two degrees.

"We should both know that some things are self-evident and don't need evidence!"

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The merchants offered discounts voluntarily, which is a market behavior, and neither Koenji nor Ayanokoji forced anyone.

Even Shun Aragaki couldn't find any evidence that they had done anything wrong. Judging from the existing school rules of Advanced Nurturing School, their actions could only be described as exploiting loopholes, rather than crossing the line.

However, compliance does not equate to rationality, and some things are self-evident and do not require evidence.

Ultimately, it's just a competition of backgrounds, as if you're the only ones who can use external influence.

"How boring!" The student council president interlaced his fingers, looking displeased, but his gaze was sharp as a knife. "So, you want to see who can exploit loopholes in the rules better than me in this school?"

According to Shun Aragaki's experience, if an opponent makes the first move using chips outside the board, continuing to focus solely on the game on the board without regard for the opponent's moves is tantamount to resigning.

The highly structured school rules only restrict class competition among teachers and students within the school. For special students like Koenji and Ayanokouji, who can borrow external help simply by virtue of their surnames, emphasizing the rules to them is completely meaningless.

Because they are on the side of the rule-makers, it is, to some extent, a joke for ordinary people to seek fairness in front of them.

Fortunately, Shun Aragaki is certainly not an ordinary student.

"If so, everything will be handled according to the rules, and you can go back now."

It sounded like a good thing, and the student council president decided to let bygones be bygones.

But Koenji, the person in question, raised an eyebrow, then laughed and clapped crisply: "Bravo! Aragaki boy's reaction makes even a beautiful me feel a little worried."

Because the other party's subtext was very clear—you can use legal but unreasonable means, so can I.

You may escape punishment this time according to the regulations, but don't regret it next time you're targeted.

This implicit threat is quite unsettling.

After all, no matter what, the person in front of him is a highly developed student council president, and the current acting chairman is also in the same camp as the power behind him.

A local official is more powerful than a distant one. When both sides have similar backgrounds and influence, one side has a clear advantage, while the other can only try to find loopholes in the rules. When the former is determined to use any means necessary to target the latter, the final result is not hard to imagine.

However, the classes represented by both sides have always been rivals, and this situation was bound to continue.

The only question is, with more than two years until the first-year students graduate, is it really worth it to start the final battle now for a few million personal points at most?

After a moment of silence, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji suddenly spoke:

"I remember that when Aragaki-kun was unifying the classes at the beginning of the school year, he also used the influence represented by his surname, right?"

The air tensed instantly, like a bowstring stretched to its limit.

Horikita Suzune, who had been taking meeting notes beside the student council president, held her pen hovering over the paper, but hesitated to write.

Is the topic of this group's debate something that ordinary high school students can really participate in?

When the master pointed out his actions at the beginning of the school year and questioned whether he had done the same unreasonable thing, Shun Aragaki only moved his eyes slightly.

"You two should know this better than I do. The highly developed class competition has always been limited to the students, with the addition of class teachers who share the students' fate. Even other faculty and staff cannot participate, let alone the shopping center's commercial staff."

The rules for advanced breeding are still very strict.

Otherwise, any privileged child who enrolls in school could obtain tens or even hundreds of millions of personal points from shops in the shopping mall, making the so-called class competition a complete joke.

In fact, Shun Aragaki had also tried to test the waters with the shop assistants, but none of them dared to tamper with the system—if the school monitored any abnormal circulation of personal points, they would really revoke the shops' operating rights.

"Besides, Ayanokouji may not know what happened at the time, but as someone who experienced it firsthand, Koenji, you can't claim to know nothing, can you?"