Chapter 400 Shinjoka’s academic tutoring

On the third floor of the activity building, in front of the student union room.

Click, click.

The metal door handle made a persistent sound, then fell silent.

Kato Yusuke reached into his pocket out of habit, but what he touched was the sports shorts with the key to the sports warehouse, and his trousers were left in the classroom together with the key to the student union room.

Seeing his movements pause,

Shinjoka couldn't help but poked her head out from the side, looked at him from bottom to top, blinked and said, "Did you forget to bring your key? President."

"Um."

"That's it~ Then do you want to follow me to the cheerleading club? There is a cheerleading event in the afternoon, so the door there is always open."

Kato Yusuke turned his head and thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Lead the way."

"Okay~ That said... but the cheerleading club is on the other side of the corridor on this floor?" Shinjoka explained, and led him to an activity room in the opposite direction, reaching out to hold the door handle.

Then turn.

Click.

As the door handle rang softly, the door opened in response.

"Please come in~President."

Shinjoka smiled and moved her body away, making a "please" gesture.

Kato Yusuke stepped in.

There was no one in the not-so-big activity room, and the air was filled with the smell of either subtle or strong compound perfume, forming a real world for girls.

The room is equipped with a long table for meetings, several chairs, a couch, and a whiteboard used to formulate themes or explain actions.

——Padang.

There was a sound of a door closing behind me that was neither soft nor heavy.

"You can sit wherever you want, President~"

Kato Yusuke looked around and finally sat down on the sofa that looked more comfortable.

Shinjoka also walked over with clattering steps. While sitting down next to him, she kicked off her indoor shoes with a "whoosh" sound and curled up her legs wearing white knee-high socks.

On the sofa.

Squeak...

The light yellow leather sofa groaned feebly, carrying the girl's little body moving around.

Tear.

Kato Yusuke tore open the package of the fried noodles bread and brought it to his mouth. Just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly felt a slight weight on the right side of his body.

He couldn't help but pause, then turned to look to the side and said indifferently: "Sit tight."

He leaned his body against his Shinjoka but didn't obey. He just said in a long voice: "Hey~~No one will come at this time, please~"

"..."

Kato Yusuke frowned slightly, but after two seconds, he returned to his face and ate the bread.

Shinjou smiled widely, stretched out his hand and tore off a small piece of his red bean bread, but did not eat it.

"..."

She tentatively stretched out the torn bread to someone slowly, but stopped halfway, then took it back as if nothing had happened, put it in her mouth, and started chewing it.

"Speaking of which...why did the president come to buy bread? May I take the liberty of asking, didn't the president's family come today?"

"No."

"Hmm~ Then we are the same~" After hearing his words, Shinjoka took the initiative to speak as if he had found someone of the same kind.

"I didn't tell my mother what I said. Even so, she was already drunk and unconscious from the time I left the house in the morning. She wouldn't be able to come back even if I told her~"

"You hate her?" Kato Yusuke asked casually, without any emotion in his words.

"Hmm~ It's annoying, so even if she comes, it will only bother me, so it's better to be like this now~"

"Um."

"Anyway, when I save enough money and move out, that woman will do whatever she wants~" Shinjoka said in conclusion, very calm about the darkness in his words.

"..."

Kato Yusuke thought for a moment, then picked up the thing in his hand, "I'll give this to you."

"...coffee pudding? Why?"

"I bought bread as a gift."

"Huh? I bought it too, why not?"

"have no idea."

"Wow, that auntie is so partial. She just thinks you are good-looking, president, so she treats you specially!"

Shinjoka knelt straight and faced him, looking a little indignant.

"do you want."

"Yes! Thank you, President~~"

She took the pudding with a smile, not caring about his cold expression and tone, and continued to eat the bread.

Kato Yusuke chatted with her all the time, with an expression on his face as if he was killing time with nothing to do.

Shintōka saw it, her eyes twitching, but she didn't speak...

Fifteen minutes later,

Kato Yusuke finished his lunch.

I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it was just 12:10.

There are still 50 minutes left before lunch break ends.

He put the finished plastic packaging and drink bottles together, then stood up, planning to prepare for the afternoon's work in advance.

Seeing this, Shinjoka asked: "Where are you going? President."

"Go prepare the props."

"Eh? Isn't that the job of the tools team?"

Kato Yusuke hummed, without further explanation, and then took the garbage and prepared to leave.

"Ah, wait for me~~Then I'll go help too."

"No need."

He said and walked out.

Shinjoka hurriedly ate the last bite of pudding, put on her shoes, picked up her sports backpack, and trotted after him.

"President, can I help you take out the garbage~?"

"Need not."

"Oh~..."

Kato Yusuke walked forward and came to the warehouse next to the gymnasium. He inserted the key into the door lock, opened the door and walked in.

There was a little moisture in the dark room.

As the door was opened, a stuffy smell suddenly hit my nostrils.

"Wow, it stinks~" Shinjoka instinctively raised her hand in front of her nose and waved her hand to fan herself.

Kato Yusuke looked as usual, walked to the shelf against the wall, and began to rummage for the items he needed for the afternoon.

After a while, the target was found.

It was a bundle of hemp rope as thick as a forearm, which would be used in the afternoon tug-of-war competition.

He hung the hemp rope on his arm and was about to leave.

"Hey~"

——Crunch.

Suddenly there was a heavy sound of the metal door rubbing against the sliding rail behind me, and then it hit again with a "thud".

The warehouse became darker as a result.

"..."

He looked back in silence, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

He saw Shinjoka leaning against the door with his hands behind his back, looking at him unblinkingly. A pair of dark, watery eyes flashed, secretly glancing at him.
To be continued...