【I...maybe I need to consider it.】

Finally, Chiho Aiba did not respond to Shishina Iori's proposal.

It is true that his thoughts are too far from the starry sky, which makes Qianho unable to react for a moment.

Shiina Iori didn't say much, and agreed casually: "It's okay, it's still a long time. But after all, we are all in the second grade, so we should really think about our future career plans."

"If Chiho, you really want to make some achievements in your professional field, it may be better to have less contact with the 'company' in the future."

Shiina Iori is self-aware. Although she is nominally a rented boyfriend, she is actually classified as the "Cowherd" rank by Hirora Public. Even because she made enough money, she even made the title of "Tokyo No. 1 Cowherd Newcomer King".

It is conceivable that the industry of renting boyfriends and renting girlfriends has a blow to reputation.

If Chiho really wants to continue in the composition industry in the future, it is best to be farther away from these.

"Hmm."

Aiba Chiho also understood this truth and agreed softly.

"In addition, if you have any works in the future, you can tell me that I may have some channels to help you with some publicity." Shiina Iori was still thinking about mining.

His words were not nonsense.

After going to the comic exhibition with Yui last time, he also left Liuli's Line number. No matter what, he is a big Lotuber with hundreds of thousands of fans. If he slightly changed the background music in the live broadcast room, it might attract a lot of people's attention - if it sounds nice enough.

If you gain some fame through the Internet, it will not be impossible to go on stage and do your personal IP.

Since Chiho's "wish" is a "dream", it will never be wrong to work hard on this.

Shiina Iori's little abacus in her heart was a slap.

As the two were talking, Shiina Iori suddenly called.

“Dudu…”

"Hello?"

"Iori?"

Shiina Iori was subconsciously stunned.

It's a lucky voice.

But he quickly realized: "Yes, it's me. Is there anything wrong?"

When Aiba Chiho heard the sound opposite the phone, he felt a little familiar, so he raised his head and looked in his direction.

Yuki Terajima's voice was still so calm and indifferent, with no fluctuations in his tone: "The Academic Affairs Office has something to do with you, but the person who didn't find you in the classroom... Where are you now?"

When Shiina Iori heard that it was the "Academic Affairs Office" who came to find someone, she immediately understood.

It is probably because he skipped classes too many times and had already registered the course registration number, which caused the people from the Academic Affairs Office to be involved.

For a moment, I couldn't help but cover my forehead with some brain pain: "Well... is it because of skipping classes?"

"Um."

Opposite the phone, Yuki Terajima agreed in a plain voice, as if looking down at the record in his hand from the phone: "According to their count, he skipped class sixteen times and left twice early, and he had been complained by two professors."

"That's really amazing."

Shiina Iori smiled bitterly. He didn't know that he had already called so many classes.

So he quickly agreed: "I'll go to school right away. Please help me deal with them first. Then contact you!"

"Um."

Yuki Terajima just responded calmly and didn't say much.

It seems that helping Iori deal with one or two academic staff is not a big problem.

Wait until you hang up.

Yuki Terajima's eyes paused on the phone screen for two or three seconds, and seemed to be still immersed in Iori's voice.

"Then, that... classmate from Terajima?"

Hearing the sound, Yuki Tejima turned his head and looked at the middle-aged academic affairs teacher who was sitting opposite the rectangular table of the student union. He was sitting like a quail, and even his butt was only dared to occupy half of the sofa.

One of the younger male teachers pushed down his glasses and raised his hand weakly.

"What's wrong?"

Yuki Terajima still has no expression.

The male teacher seemed to be shocked by Terajima's indifferent aura, but he still muttered straightforwardly: "Although Shiina skipped classes many times, she seems to have negotiated with several professors in advance. With the guaranteed score, I, our academic staff, should not have to interfere too much in private incidents, right?"

"After all, there are still many classmates in the school..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, the middle-aged female teacher next to him calmly pulled the corner of his clothes and raised his eyebrows vigorously, as if trying hard to convey what he meant.

Unfortunately, he was not able to receive it.

Terajima's eyes stayed on the male teacher's face for a few seconds, and said in a harmonious voice: "Teacher Natsume, do you mean to let a student skip class be ignored?"

"No! That's not what I mean."

The Natsume teacher was so happy that she was shocked and suddenly felt aroused. The sitting position, which had only occupied half of her butt, suddenly straightened.

"Yeah."

Yuki Terajima nodded indescribable: "The situations of other students are different, but if this Shiina classmate abandons her studies, it may have a certain impact on the external publicity of our second-grade science and science subjects."

"You know, because of your excellent appearance and talent, Shiina has been a banner for our school's external publicity for the past two years."

"So this rectification only needs to target him alone."

"However, for the sake of publicity, please only fulfill your duties of persuading your studies, and do not add any disgrace to his resume."

"May I?"

When the two teachers in front of them heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, it turns out that you just need to let him come back alone and have a good class?

No one else has to worry about it, right?

I see.

“Yes, yes.”

The two of them agreed together.

When the two of them left the door carefully, they carefully brought the door. Yuki Terashima, who was sitting behind the square table, picked up the oily pen in his hand and prepared to continue processing today's documents.

But as he looked at it, he couldn't help but look out of the window in a daze.

Last year, the reason why the student council room moved here from the fifth floor was because the window was facing the route Iori left after school.

But in recent times, for some reason, Iori skipped classes more and more times.

So much so that she happened to pass by the laboratory and classroom during the day, she didn't find him.

This won't work.

Yuki Terajima thought silently in his heart.

Just halfway through thinking, I found that when I faced Iori, there seemed to be nothing to say.

She thought for a while, stood up and walked in the meeting room.

After walking twice, he suddenly pushed open the door and walked outside.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a petite girl holding a stack of folders passing by the door. I was startled by Yuki Terashima's action of opening the door.

With a "Woo" sound, the folder in my hand spilled all over the floor.

Yuki Terajima was stunned and squatted down to help her pick up the folder on the ground:

"Sorry, I'm a little anxious."

"No, no...I'm too reckless!"

The two of them talked and raised their heads at the same time.

As he entered his eyes, Yuki Terajima saw a pair of large seals holding on his knees, showing almost amazing elasticity and roundness.

When I saw the face again, I suddenly realized that the other person seemed a little familiar.

"Ah! President Terajima?"

The girl opposite recognized her first, with a little surprise on her face.

Yuki Terajima's eyes also paused.

Um.

It's my former girlfriend.

"Hello."

While speaking, the corners of her mouth were slightly bent on her always plain face, probably trying to release her kindness: "May I ask... do you have time now?"

......
To be continued...