I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Wuma Xingjin smiled at the corners of his eyes: "Why isn't it because I just joined the department and wanted to have a good relationship with the minister?"

The Literature Club is more interesting than I thought, no, I should say it’s because of the director.

"Wuma, please don't get too close to me."

Yuan Qingxue held her head as if she had a headache.

"As a person of the opposite sex, your appearance is in the aesthetic sense of most women. I am also an impeccable beautiful girl. If I get too close, I will be misunderstood by others."

There was obviously a table between the two of them.

"If it's because you want to get closer to me."

Yuan Qingxue shook her head regretfully: "I actually spent half an hour comparing shogi with an idiot."

Wuma Xingjin told him why he came, and he wanted to ask the minister if he had any recommended ways to make money.

"Are you short of money?"

Yuan Qingxue saw that he was confident and polite in his conversation. He was obviously well-educated in etiquette and dealing with things, and he didn't look like his family was in poverty.

“Having been in some trouble lately”

Yuan Qingxue didn't want to know about the trouble he encountered and ate the mousse cake with a small spoon.

The silky and sweet taste made her long eyelashes stagger slightly up and down, and the sugar made her mood better.

"People tend to criticize things they don't understand, but they are cautious about what they say and do in areas they are familiar with."

"Wuma classmates probably don't have much experience working part-time."

"Um"

Indeed, the minister was right.

“Faced with areas in which we have no experience, humbly accepting other people’s opinions is worthy of praise.”

After coming to Tokyo, all the money he spent was the prize money he won from participating in competitions in China. Wuma Xingjin rarely took part-time jobs. In the past, he mostly did volunteer work in cancer hospitals.

As for working in a second-hand store, it’s because the bonus is almost gone.

For the sake of the mousse cake, Yuan Qingxue took a sip of tea.

“It is also one of the minister’s responsibilities to solve the problems of members.”

Chapter 17 Teacher Wu Ma

"Wuma-san, you know what club this is, right?"

Wu Ma Xingjin touched his chin and thought for a while before speaking out his guess.

"What does the minister mean by submitting articles to major platforms through the Literature Department to earn royalties?"

Twisting a few hairs that were restless on her chest behind her shoulders, Yuan Qingxue said, "I didn't expect you weren't too stupid."

"Wuma, as a member of my club, has normal intelligence. It seems that future communications can avoid wasting precious time on explanations."

"The Department of Literature needs to submit essays to the school in every club assessment. At the same time, in order to apply for more activity funds, every minister will participate in the essay competition of the Department of Culture."

“In addition to necessary study and discussions, club members’ usual activities include submitting articles to various libraries.”

"The Literature Department can submit articles in the name of the school, so that the editor can see the article and review it in advance to avoid being ignored in a pile of articles."

This was Wu Ma Xingjin's inference, and Yuan Qingxue did not correct it, which proved that his idea was correct.

"The manuscript fee is divided into levels. The highest level can get 80 yen, and the minimum can get 2 yen."

"If Wu Ma has any ideas about the royalties, I will help you contact the channels."

"If Wu Ma wants to get money faster, he can get drunk and leave himself in Bunkyo District. There are many rich ladies there."

The mousse cake was eaten cleanly without wastage. Yuan Qingxue wiped the cream from the corners of her mouth with a paper towel and returned to expressionless.

Yuan Qingxue pinched the bridge of her nose, as if she was a little sleep deprived.

When I came to the classroom and neatly typed my homework, I could still vaguely see the vicious words that had been written on the table.

Several girls formed a small group and sat on the table talking.

"Have you heard? Wuma-kun has joined the Literature Club!"

"What? Is it the literature club?"

"Really or not, how could anyone pass that Yuan Qingxue's assessment?"

"No, if it's Wuma-kun, it's possible. After all, Yuan Qingxue is also a girl. How could she not like Wuma-kun."

"Where did you hear this news?"

"This is what the Tian agency said."

"Is that the guy who always peeks at girls' breasts and thinks we don't know?"

"If such a person can get along with Mr. Wuma, it must be because Mr. Wuma thinks he is too pitiful, right?"

The sound of laminate against floorboards interrupts their morning tea party.

A girl with a princess haircut turned around to see who was so incapable of reading the atmosphere.

After seeing that it was Yu Akane Kobayakawa, he curled his lips, glanced at her with indifference, then turned around and started chatting wordlessly with the small group.

Lifting up the bench, Kobayakawa Yuakane bowed slightly to apologize, and then opened the back door of the classroom.

Kobayakawa Yukane walked to the door and turned around. The environment in the classroom that intentionally or unintentionally excluded her was still the same as before.

Yuan Qingxue lifted up her long hair, and the smile arc at the corner of her mouth could only be measured with a round ruler.

"Mr. Wuma's appearance and IQ are just below mine. With this, you can easily make money from those blind women, right?"

"I will record this sentence in my diary." Wuma Xingjin felt that girls are really hard to figure out, and girls like the minister would have this side of bad taste.

There was a knock on the door, it was Yu Akane Kobayakawa.

"Senior, good morning," Wuma Xingjin greeted her.

"Good morning, Mr. Wu Ma"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wu Ma Xingjin felt that there seemed to be a pool of spring water in the senior sister's eyes, which made her look prettier than usual.

"It turns out that Wu Majun really joined the Literature Club"

Kobayakawa Yukane looked at Minamoto Kiyoshi with burning eyes. The Minister of Literature was more beautiful than rumored.

"My name is Yu Akane Kobayakawa, and I am in Class B, third grade. Can I join the literature club?"

Yuan Qingxue looked at her in surprise. She didn't understand why Kobayakawa Yukane was hostile to her.

No, isn’t the root of the problem right in front of you?

This handsome boy is famous in Hachioji High School.

Where Wuma Xingjin didn't see it, Kobayakawa Yuka could not suppress the burning love in her eyes.

A sentimental high school crush scene?It doesn't seem that simple.

A little sleepy and awake, perhaps out of boredom, Yuan Qingxue said while rinsing the teacup:

"Okay, you are welcome to become a member of the Literature Club."

After wiping the water on her hands, Yuan Qingxue took out an application to join the ministry from a stack of papers and handed it to her.

"Thank you!" Kobayakawa Yuka took it, covered the collar of her shirt with one hand and bowed deeply.

Her slim figure is completely unlike a normal high school student, and her elegant and gentle temperament is hard to offend.

Kobayakawa Yukane thought that Yuan Qingxue had thoughts about Wu Majun and would not agree to join the club, but she did not expect to join so easily.

Wuma Xingjin really can't understand that the senior sister joined the club without any examination.

I turned around and thought about my shogi assessment. Didn't I lose it and was approved by the minister to apply for admission to the ministry?

Well, the minister holds the power and can change the rules at any time.

I hope the minister will not enter politics in the future, otherwise he will definitely be a leader who changes orders quickly.

"Wuma-kun, don't worry about my future. The reason why I agreed to join Kobayakawa-senpai is the same as yours."

"same as me?"

"It's just interesting." Yuan Qingxue shook his head, like a human behavior expert who has found a good observation object.

"I will consider the minister's suggestion. If I can't make money by submitting articles, I will try to find a wealthy lady."

Kobayakawa Yukane put her white index finger on her lips: "Wuma-kun, are you looking for a part-time job?"

"Yeah, I'm a little short of money recently."

"I have some here. If you don't mind, Mr. Wuma can take it and use it."

Kobayakawa Yukane took out her bag from the hidden corner of her skirt, took out the yen and handed it to Uma Seijin.

There are at least dozens of bills in a wad, and all of them are in denominations of [-] yen.

Wu Ma Xingjin knew that the senior's family was well off, but it was a bit unexpected to spend hundreds of thousands of yen in one go.

I was moved but also declined the kindness of my senior sister.

He prefers to get what he wants through his own efforts rather than asking for it easily.

Senior Yu Akane Kobayakawa is a very close friend of his, so he cannot accept this money.

Without forcing it, Kobayakawa Yukane put away her bag and put it back into her skirt.

There is no bulge visible from the outside, which makes people curious that there may be a dimensional pocket hidden under the girl's skirt.

"Has Wu Majun considered becoming a tutor?"

"If it helps with academic performance, I think there will be no problem."

"I happen to know a friend. Her family wants to find a trustworthy tutor for her. If Mr. Wu Ma is willing, I can recommend him."

"Great, then I'll ask my senior sister to make arrangements."

"Mr. Wuma said something serious, I just happened to think of it."

"Senior, are you free after school today? I'll invite you to eat sushi next to Asakusa Shrine."