"Click, click."

The crisp and rhythmic footsteps sounded in the corridor. The person was holding a stack of documents in his hand. He was wearing a suit, a small vest and a uniform, and even his tie was tied very neatly. His short hair was gripped into a shiny back-hair style, and his every move was in compliance with the rules.

My name is Chunhu Yamashita. I am 21 years old. I am in the third grade of the Law Department of Dongda University. I am 1.71 meters tall and weigh 61 kilograms. I am currently serving as the vice president of the Student Union, as well as the secretary of the Student Union president, the clerk of the Student Union, the accountant of the Student Union, the student union, the student union president, the student union president, the student union president, and other professional positions. I am an excellent social animal reserve.

After all, the life of social animals has already begun since I was in college...

"Dongdong."

Chunhu at the foot of the mountain moves calmly and slowly, in order to avoid encountering any scenes that may cause trouble for himself.

As a qualified social livestock reserve, he knew very well the true identity of the woman who served as the president of the student union since her sophomore year.

The next helm of Terajima chaebol is the only daughter of the Terajima family, with a net worth of 100 million yuan. His father even mastered more than 80% of the shipbuilding business projects in Kanto.

Not only that, he is too outstanding, not only has his appearance, but also has a versatile body, a proud figure, extraordinary mind, excellent character and academic ability, and his time allocation ability is even more amazing. He can always accomplish the most things with the least time.

As his special school secretary the year before, Haruto Yamashita knows the best of how much Yuki Terajima has to do every day. Even his secretary who only helps solve the corner problems is so busy that his legs are broken.

If you have to use adjectives to describe such a person, it is...the proud daughter of heaven.

Facing such a person, let alone admiration, even close-range worship will make it difficult to look up because of the too shining halo on her body.

Therefore, Yamashita Haruhu, a man who was once "satisfied" and "pride" because he was admitted to Dongda University, had already experienced the true meaning of "reality".

Now, he has understood who to compare with and what unrealistic ideas should be given up.

There is nothing wrong with living simply as a tool person.

"Please come in."

In the student council room, the calm tone of Terajima Yuki's voice sounded as usual.

"President Terajima, this is the school activity department branch this month..."

Even after taking office as vice president of the student union, he had not stepped into this room for a long time. Yamashita Haruto subconsciously began to report on work efficiently as he did when he was a secretary.

Next second.

Yuki Terajima was still sitting upright in front of the desk in the student union room, facing the floor-to-ceiling window that almost occupied most of the wall. The dazzling afternoon sunlight drooped from top to bottom, like a dazzling curtain, reflecting the shadow of the beauty on the table very long.

Yuki Terajima still put his hands on the table, looking at Harutoshi Yamashita with a calm expression.

But Yamashita Haruto subconsciously fell on the figure who was squeezed into the desk by President Terajima, leaving only one hand on her thigh and trying to hold her skirt, but still struggling to climb out.

If you pay attention to listening, you can even notice the unbearable squeaking sound of the wooden boards on the bottom of the desk.

?

"Clang."

The door of the student union room was closed instantly.

Chunhu, the mountain, leaned against the door, his eyelids widened, his pupils diverged, and cold sweat subconsciously emerged from behind, soaking the long-sleeved top that he had worn after gradually cooling down, and his chest was up and down like a bellower.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The only daughter of the Terajima family, worth a million yuan, is beautiful, has a proud figure, and is both good at learning... After a series of almost saintly words passed by in my mind, the picture just now seemed to suddenly become a little blurred.

Chunhu at the foot of the mountain completely ignored the information that had been sprinkled all over the floor, and pointed his index fingers at both sides of the temples, lowered his head and thought quickly in the shadow.

"Spring tiger at the foot of the mountain, and spring tiger at the foot of the mountain!"

"Although you have indeed become the vice president of the Student Union during this period, and your work and study life are indeed arranged a little tightly, but it shouldn't be so outrageous if you just have hallucinations!"

"It should be just that you had some heatstroke just now, right? The temperature this afternoon was as high as 19 degrees, and I was wearing too many clothes."

"Say it from another perspective!"

"Even if! That rational and perverted president of Terajima is really doing something with her mistress Shizuna that should not be seen by outsiders, how could she allow you to push the door open?"

"How could that respected President Terajima be that kind of S pervert!"

"That kind of perverted S hobby?!"

After reflecting on himself with his back to the door, Chunhu at the foot of the mountain finally calmed down a little, leaned over and picked up the information page by page, adjusted his expression, turned around and prepared to enter the door again.

"Ahem, President Terajima. My side..."

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Shiina Iori, who appeared in the student union room, was holding the corner of the table, her clothes were messy, and her hair seemed to have been rubbed hard. She was holding a transparent packaging plastic bag in her hand, and there were some creamy white marks on the corner of her mouth. She complained in anger:

"I said I've finished eating, why don't you let me out?"

"I can't sit in such a small place at all, and I'm almost exhausted when I squat..."

"And there are people knocking outside."

"Oh, Yamashita."

Halfway through his speech, Shiina Iori seemed to notice that Haruto Yamashita who had pushed the door in again, and said hello awkwardly: "If you have something to do, you can talk first. I'm having lunch there, don't get me wrong."

lunch?!

Yamashita Haruto maintained his already very difficult expression, and his eyes looked subtly at the butter marks on the corner of Shiina Iori's mouth, and his neck was so stiff that he didn't dare to turn around and look in the direction of Terashima Yuki.

The only daughter, worth a billion yuan, is beautiful, has a beautiful country, and is both good at both character and academic...

Is the gameplay of young people now so exaggerated?!

Only at this moment, Chunhu at the foot of the mountain suddenly felt a sense of dislocation in his mind that the world had collapsed, and he also felt that he had been abandoned by the times.

‘I didn’t expect that in my adolescence when I bid farewell to the University of Tokyo…everyone was doing this.’

Chunhu's brain at the foot of the mountain was a little confused for a moment.

However, the next second, Yu Guang's blurry space met Yuki Terajima's dull but uninterrupted eyes.

In a vague way, Haruto at the foot of the mountain seemed to be able to see a terrifyingly exaggerated and terrained behind Yuki Terashima, with a terrifying aura that could not be described in words. The black tentacles that scattered from all directions seemed to tear him apart in the next second...

Everything seems to be describing seven words in a very solid form:

【Do you dare to ruin my good things...? ]

It seemed that he had truly understood this spirit. Chunhu Yamashita, who pushed open the door with information, didn't even say a word, bowed respectfully, and stepped out of the door.

"Think about it carefully, it seems that I can handle it myself."

"I'm really sorry to bother you just now."

"Clang."

Shiina Iori looked at Haruto Yamashita who was retreating in an emergency with a blank look on his face, and then seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at Yuki Terashima with a subtle expression:

"Lucky! I told you that you would be misunderstood, right?"

"I must have seen it!"

But Terajima Yuki still looked calm and turned to look at Iori, with a little doubt in his eyes:

"Didn't you finish eating?"

"I'm not talking about bread!"

"It doesn't matter if you didn't see you violating school discipline in the student union room."

"He has no evidence."

"But what people see is something that is more misunderstood, right?"

Shiina Iori felt that the blood vessels in her head were tense and were about to get a cerebral infarction.

But Yuki Terajima seemed to have noticed something suddenly and waved to him.

"come over."

"What's wrong?"

Whether you get angry or not is another matter.

Seeing that luckily it seemed that there was something wrong, Iori threw the packaging bag in his hand into the trash can, and then turned around and leaned over.

As a result, I turned my head and the fragrance blew.

"Thi."

It felt a little wet when sliding across the side.

When I came back to my senses, I was lucky to sit back and continue to handle official duties, as if nothing had happened.

gua quinoa

“This bread is not delicious.”

"Let's change one next time."

"Hmm? Oh...ah!"

After subconsciously agreeing, Shiina Iori suddenly reacted.

This is taken advantage of again.

I rubbed my fingers on my face twice. The cream that was stained with was now cleaned up. My tone was a bit weird, and there was a subtle feeling of the situation not under my control:

"No next time!"
To be continued...