Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

"No, I only have very common reading skills, and I don't have that kind of learning method that sounds weird... But, I know, and I will tell you all the learning methods I know."

(No! Chairman, why did you agree to him! Did you fall in love with this kind of guy who is more ordinary than Otonashi?)

(You are not allowed to speak ill of Otonashi-sama! Come on, drag this crazy fan down, I will use hypnosis to make him run naked on the playground!)

"Yes! Thank you so much, President!"

"Well, you're welcome. Do your part for your classmate's grades. This is what you should do as the president... Well, Izumi-san, why did you suddenly pat my head?"

"Ah...it's nothing, I just saw a petite girl like the president showing such a mature and steady smile, I thought it was cute, I couldn't help it for a while..."

"Really...Thank you for the compliment."

(Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!)

(Agreed! Wait a minute to drag him to the toilet to implement Project H.)

(Hehehe...I've been watching his ass for a long time...)

"President... I feel a heavy murderous intent and covetousness directed at me, have you noticed it?"

"Murderous?...I don't feel it. But Izumi-san, regarding addressing, you can call me Lihua or Kanou. After all, I am a classmate in the same grade, so it seems a little strange to call me president."

"Then can I call you Master Angel? Student Li Hua."

"..."

"...Okay, I was wrong, stop looking at me with those big pure eyes, I will be reflected to death by my own filth!"

"... Izumi-san really likes to joke."

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All in all, Akira Izumi is on his way.

——Trying to escape from the pursuit of the "President Angel's Guards".

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[-]-B—Class B classroom of the second year.

"Hey... May I ask where I can get a part-time job?" Looking up from the phone webpage, An Yilun also raised his glasses and asked suspiciously.

He Quanming nodded: "Yes, recently I want to find a job selling newspapers in the morning or part-time in the evening. I heard that you have a lot of connections in this area..."

An Yilun also suddenly stretched out a hand towards him, interrupting his words.

"You're asking the right person!"

The lens was reflected by the light, and his eyes couldn't be seen, but the glasses otaku put on a serious look, and said in a serious tone: "Hmph... I used to work non-stop for seven days in order to get all the games I wanted. , I only sleep three hours a day, and even in class, I secretly work as an OEM. I exchanged my almost dying body for a game with a market price of one million yen. I have almost done part-time jobs in the entire Adachi area, and I know those Work is the fastest way to get money, although I don't know where you got the news from, but finding me is the most correct choice for you..."

He Quanming twitched the corners of his mouth, and echoed with a dry smile: "Then you are amazing, from various aspects..."

"But!" An Yilun also shouted, looking into He Quanming's eyes, his delicate face was full of seriousness, "I can help you, but on the other hand, I also have conditions and need your cooperation..."

"Ha... Please tell me, if it is the condition that I can do it." He Quanming sighed speechlessly, and lowered his shoulders, "Let's talk about it first, if you want money or not, if you want to sell yourself, don't covet it." My money and my body..."

"Who would want it! I'm not interested in your money or body at all!" An Yilun also slapped the table and complained, and he stood up from his seat, "It's not a strange condition, I just want to ask you to help me during the winter COMI." I'm just busy!"

He Quanming was slightly stunned, and couldn't help recalling the details of this rare classmate who would chat with him.

An Yilun, a senior otaku, looks like a girl when he takes off his glasses. He is one of the top ten celebrities in the school. He once had a fight with the instructor at the school festival of the first grade in order to hold an animation screening. In the end, he even blatantly He played his favorite animation, he is a well-known otaku in the whole school, his pursuit of otaku culture has been so persistent that people have to admire it.

Once said, "What is far away is not the distance, but the dimension!" 』This famous saying.

I heard that he founded a game club with Eri Sawamura, one of the top ten celebrities in the school, and Kasumigaoka Shiwa, the eighth of the top ten celebrities. After rejecting it on the grounds that the boyfriend won’t agree, I’m currently making a beautiful girl game with a middle school girl as the protagonist, but it seems that I haven’t made any results yet.

……So this is ah.

When Izumi picked up the glasses, the killing light passed through the lenses and shot directly at An Yilunya's eyes, but it was reflected back by his equally thick lenses.

Rubbing his eyes rather bored, he asked casually: "Oh...that is to say, your game has already been produced and will be released at Winter COMI?"

An Yilun was also slightly taken aback.

"So you know... But unfortunately, our club is currently in a bottleneck, and it probably won't be able to keep up with the winter COMI."

Spreading his hands and sighing, he continued: "So I don't want you to help me sell things, but to buy things."

"Shopping?" Izumi had a vague guess.

"That's right! The so-called shopping means I want you to accompany me—"

Putting his hands on his glasses, An Yilun's momentum became stagnant, like a general berating Fang Qiu on the battlefield, he spoke every word with a thick and solemn tone.

"Participate, join, holy, fight!"

"..."

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After agreeing to participate in the winter COMI with him at the end of December and help him purchase things, He Quanming successfully got a part-time job contact number from An Yilunya.

Walking in the corridor, he swipe his phone and edit his itinerary, while slowly pacing towards the toilet.

"You can sell newspapers in the morning... If you are in school, you can study hard, don't waste time reading at home... After school, you can go to work in the coffee shop... After get off work, you can go home and do OEM work... Wait, why does this guy have a phone number for the Cowherd shop? ..."

A little terrified, he deleted the phone number that had just been entered into the phone, and he raised his head inadvertently, just in time to meet a familiar figure.