Chapter 184 Real love calls letting go (4K7)

Amamiya Konma's voice was so loud that everyone in the living room looked over.

Izumi Yuki's voice was not loud, but thanks to this, everyone heard his words clearly.

Why did two people talk about the car accident ten years ago?

Some of the people here were confused, and their colleagues and colleagues whispered a few words in their ears. Some of them suddenly understood and followed their colleagues in echoing.

Some of them still looked puzzled, so they frowned slightly, took out their mobile phones to search for news about the car accident, and kept saying a few words. It is really a noble person who forgets things.

Amamiya Chizuru listened carefully to Izumi Yuuki's words with her ears raised. From what she meant, it seemed that he was also present in the car accident.

She couldn't think clearly about the specifics. She was too young to remember anything at that time. Even if someone with a good memory looks back on the memories of kindergarten, only some of them will be very impressive.

What's more, she injured her head in a car accident. When she looked back and investigated, she discovered that she had actually been in the hospital for two days.

Because Tokyo is still too far away from Hokkaido, and I didn’t have much authority or connections to investigate privately, I could only find out that the current critical illness notice said PVS.

That is the so-called vegetative state.

"I didn't drink at the banquet, right?" Amamiya Konma frowned and asked again.

Seeing his eager look, Izumi Yuki also nodded, his expression gradually becoming affirmative: "Yes, I didn't drink."

Amamiya Konma is like a child who has been searching for answers for ten years. At this moment, someone can finally prove himself.

He suddenly turned his head to look at his daughter's position, only to find that no one was there.

Amamiya Konma was stunned and looked around. When he heard the door, he looked around and saw half of his daughter's back as she went out.

"Um...Mr. Amamiya?" Izumi Yuki frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Amamiya Konma had been grabbing his shoulders ever since just now, getting harder and harder, but he was too embarrassed to mention it.

Amamiya Konma also noticed his gaffe, and quickly let go of his hand, smoothing out the wrinkled clothes on Izumi Yuki's shoulders: "Sorry, I'm a little gaffe... I'll excuse you first!"

Without waiting for Izumi Yuki to say anything, Amamiya Konma hurried out of the room and looked around, but did not see his daughter.

The head maid is waiting at the door. As a domestic servant, it is not convenient to be in the same room with these social elites on such occasions.

Besides, with so much money, it's worth standing in the sun for a whole day, not to mention waiting at the door.

"Sir, are you looking for a young lady?" The head maid met Amamiya Konma and bowed respectfully.

"Where is she?"

"The young lady said there was no need to go to her. She went to the campus to be quiet... She also asked me to tell you that she would find out what happened back then. If she was wrong, she would personally apologize to you."

When Amamiya Konma heard this, he leaned forward and retracted half of his stepped foot.

He clenched his fists and sighed finally, as if he was spitting out the sadness and stress of the past ten years.

"As a father, why should I ask her to apologize? Alas!" Amamiya Konma shook his head, opened the door and returned to the living room.

The head maid bowed respectfully again, thinking that the first thing that stood between the father and daughter was indeed the death of the lady they had never met.

As for the young man who has an indissoluble bond with the eldest lady, I am afraid that they will have to wait until this matter is understood before the father and daughter can sit down and talk to each other honestly.

In addition to one president, Waseda University also has many vice-presidents, who are in charge of different things. For example, there are those who are responsible for receiving distinguished guests today, and there are also those who are responsible for handling the various regulations of the campus festival.

In the vice-principal's office, a very prestigious dean of students in the school came to the door.

"I've heard everything, but it's very difficult for you to handle this matter." The vice principal motioned to the dean to enter, close the door, and then sit on the sofa and point his finger at the armrest.

The dean immediately laughed: "It's just difficult, so I came to you! Quanzi needs this platform very much. You are also in charge of many affairs of the school clubs. You should be very clear about the value of the formal clubs recognized by our school."

The son of the dean was the leader of the game production team who had approached Megumi Tosaka. Through Megumi Tosaka, they got in touch with Izumi Co., Ltd., hoping to get attention for their work in order to win investment.

Izumi Co., Ltd. has not yet responded to this matter, and this group of people is targeting the school club again.

"Every year before the campus festival, club applications are stopped. This is a tradition and cannot be broken." The vice principal looked at the dean and said slowly: "And after the campus festival, club applications are also banned. It was discussed at the school meeting. This is terrible.

I don’t have the final say alone.”

There are many tedious steps and hard conditions required to establish a club in Waseda. For example, a working school faculty member is required to serve as an instructor. For example, at least four resident students need to apply. Another example is that a certain amount of management funds need to be paid to the school, etc.

Property fees are used to rent venues, apply for facilities and pay cleaning staff.

The threshold for clubs at Waseda is so high, and there are certainly benefits. The most important one is that clubs recognized by the school will be prioritized by social enterprises after graduation. Those who achieve outstanding results in club activities can also be included in their resumes.

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So the son of the dean wanted to apply for a club so that his production team could become famous and at least move towards formalization.

Unfortunately, the school has suspended club applications, and the dean knows the inside information. The school plans to close the application channel after the campus festival in order to maintain the growing number of clubs that are difficult to manage.

"Principal, you're so troublesome...that's why I came to you today, and by the way, I want to return the book you lent me."

The dean took out a book from his handbag and handed it to the vice principal, then bowed and left.

The vice-principal raised his eyebrows. He had never lent any books to the dean, so he put the book on a cushion and took out a bank card from the middle of the book.

He casually put his bank card in his pocket and thought for a moment about how to handle this matter.

After thinking for a long time, he had an idea.

"Opportunities can be given, but whether you can seize them depends on whether your son has the ability." The vice principal murmured softly and dialed the principal's phone number.

"It's me, I have something to report to you... It was decided after our meeting that in order to encourage students' enthusiasm and reward student groups for participating, it is also to show the image of our school in front of society, so I want to

Let’s discuss with you to open a privilege for the winners of this year’s competitions, so that they can apply to form a society...Yes, yes, there is only one quota, and the representatives from all walks of life participating in the competition agree to vote. What do you think..."

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Natsume Naoki, who was playing with Asai on campus as if they were visiting a temple fair, didn't know that a closed window quietly opened.

"I can't believe that those school girls are so good at their craftsmanship." Natsume Naoki sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Asai glanced at him, "Do you really like the combination of underage girls and Bai Zhuo?"

Natsume Naoki was stunned, "I feel like you and I are talking about different things."

"What's wrong?" Asai spread his hands: "The school girls squeezed out the white cream and spread it on the crepe, and handed it to Jin with a bright smile, and then you paid money for their service... I think you

You should be familiar with this."

"I don't often eat crepes. In fact, I don't like sweets, but today..."

"I just like the combination of underage girls and white people."

"Hey, don't say everything so dirty, okay? Is this already your passive skill?" Natsume Naoki frowned, "I remember your writing gesture again."

"Is that so?" Asai looked at his imaginary right hand: "What's so strange about this?"

Natsume Naoki's face turned red and he turned his head to one side.

"Ah, there is a little cream." Asai noticed that when he was eating the crepe just now, there was a little cream on the inside of the tiger's mouth of his right hand, so he subconsciously wiped it with his left index finger.

Natsume Naoki glanced at the "OK" sign with her right hand and the "1" sign with her left hand. He couldn't hold it in any longer and quickened his pace and walked forward.

"If you walk in the wrong direction, it will show you where the scene is." Asai smiled without trace, put away his gesture, and then pointed in the opposite direction.

Natsume Naoki stopped and walked back with a blushing face.

hateful……

This guy must have done it on purpose!

He felt a little sad in his heart. Asai looked like he was an experienced driver. Wasn't there a pure girl around him?

Asai, Amamiya, and Nanami are the school doctors.

It’s better to be a senior, who can experience the pleasure of dyeing pure white...

Pooh!

What are you thinking about, you scumbag?

Natsume Naoki silently recited his sins in his heart, repenting for his sudden evil thoughts.

Sure enough, what Nanami's school doctor said was right, the inner thoughts of an older boy are dirtier than the toilet.

It's just that my toilet is cleaned every day and is tidier than others.

"I discovered that you always say some serious things as if they are not serious, but in fact you know very well what those informal things mean... Forget it if you are a girl under the age of 18, Bai Zhuo, don't pretend to be stupid with me.

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Natsume Naoki frowned: "Besides, how do you know my XP is this?"

Asai turned to look at him, blinked, but said nothing.

Natsume Naoki was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, his pupils became a little bigger.

Asai smiled, thinking that he had indeed become a bit smarter.

"You are...when did you peek at the "Jockey Rider" I hid under the bed!"

"It turned out to be hidden under the bed." Asai thought thoughtfully.

Natsume Naoki: "?"

Asai looked at him lightly typing a question mark and said with a smile: "I really didn't peek into your secret. It's written in the maid contract that this kind of thing is not allowed."
To be continued...