I uninstalled Huangmao System

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jinguji Yue returned to the conference room, which was still very busy.

Especially on Hoshino Mori Hoshino's desk, the pile of documents was almost taller than a person.

"President, please take a look."

"President Hoshino Mori, please review this part of the list."

"Senior sister, these reports..."

One after another, tasks were handed over to the young girl's hands.

So that’s it, is this a black-hearted enterprise simulator?

Jingujizuki sighed inwardly.

"Hey, how's the problem over there? Has it been solved?"

Sakurakoji Sasakura walked over with a pile of documents and stopped next to Jinguji Yue.

"Well... In short, the negotiation has been settled, and it should be no problem to leave the rest to the guy from Yang Palace."

Sakurakoji Sasura suddenly showed an unexpected look in her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jinguji asked.

"I just think that with your temperament, you shouldn't like to deal with others."

"I thought so too."

Sakurakoji Sakura looked at Hoshino Mori Hoshino, who was working non-stop, and sighed: "You are indeed amazing, Hoshino Mori-senpai."

The young man silently looked at the busy figure and said "hmm" from the bottom of his heart.

"That's why I want to share her pressure..."

The girl was slightly stunned and looked up at the childhood sweetheart beside her. The boy's eyes were shining with a different look than before, and his eyes were filled with the light of that person.

Sakurakoji Sasura also wanted to be watched like this by him.

But if this continues, just staying by his side in such an ordinary way will neither change him nor yourself.

There is still a little bit left, a little bit less to move forward, and the courage to make up her mind.

"Well, I'm going to do the work of the publicity team, Yue, don't be lazy."

Sakurakoji Sakura waved to him with a smile and walked straight to a corner of the conference room. Jinguji Tsuki walked silently towards where Hoshino Mori Hoshino was.

"President."

"Hmm...Jinguji-san, how is the club?"

"It's barely solved." The boy replied.

"Well, I know you can do it."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino smiled at him. Jinguji Tsuki said nothing, quietly opened his laptop and brought half of the files on Hoshino Mori Hoshino's desk to him.

As the sunlight outside the window gradually turns golden, the crows sitting on the wires make lonely cries, and the laptop screen gradually becomes blurred due to the slanting sunlight.

"President, Vice President, we have to take the first step."

"thanks everyone."

"Thanks for your hard work."

It seemed that there had been several similar conversations. After an unknown amount of time, the hands that were typing on the keyboard stopped at this moment. Jinguji Yue came back to her senses and realized that there was no one else in the conference room.

Looking at the seat next to him, the girl was lying on the table, sleeping lightly. Even her gentle breathing revealed heart-stirring exhaustion.

Her long azure hair is like the Milky Way spreading out in the universe, her eyelashes are long, her cheeks are fair, and her pink and soft lips are slightly pursed from time to time, making people unable to help but wonder if she is thirsty and want to feed her. The urge of water.

Jinguji Yue just sat still. After continuing to work for a while, the student council president beside him seemed to be playing with the spring bear in his dream, making cute whimpering sounds from time to time, and talking to someone who drank detergent in his dream. The girl is completely different.

As the atmosphere became quieter and quieter, the sound of typing on the keyboard became increasingly harsh, and the boy helplessly slowed down his hand speed.

After a while, the young man sighed slightly, took off his navy blue uniform jacket, and left the conference room quietly.

Jingujizuki was leaning in the corridor, sipping the coffee he had just bought from the vending machine. He looked through the window and looked at the boys who were doing carpentry work at the school gate. They were sawing wooden boards together, and a girl was sawing wooden boards. Painted with various bright colors, it seems to be making an arch.

In the middle of the homework, several boys suddenly and inexplicably began to gather around him, snatching the saw from his hand, encouraging a certain boy, and urging him to go to the girl's side.

Finally, the boy half pushed him to the girl's side, blushed, and squatted beside the girl. Gradually, they painted on the wooden board together, occasionally touching each other's shoulders or the back of their hands, understanding each other tacitly. Be silent and enjoy the ordinary but fulfilling daily life under the sunset.

Jinguji Tsuki, who had a panoramic view of all this through the window, suddenly felt that the cultural festival had become more interesting than imagined. Even this kind of boring homework seemed to be as simple as replacing the protagonist with a high school student like them. It will all be new.

Perhaps, his broken and dead heart has been eroded by youth, trying to dye his gray world into a gorgeous rose color.

Jinguji Yue may be yearning for it, but he still doesn't have the courage to abandon the guilt immediately, fearing that he will become a robot without guilt.

The young man was also unable to make up his mind.

The door of the conference room behind him was opened, and the light footsteps of the girl were heard. Jinguji Yue turned his head slightly, and the student council president came to his side.

"Really, wake me up if you see me falling asleep." She said.

"When did I fall asleep? How long did I sleep?"

"Not long, 15 minutes."

"I guess no one saw me sleeping. I don't want to hear rumors about the student council president sleeping in the conference room next week."

"Everyone had left by then."

"That's good."

The student council president patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then narrowed his eyes and teased maliciously: "What about you? Did you play a prank on me while I was asleep?"

Jingujizuki ignored her and was still looking at the school gate in ecstasy.

Seeing that the boy didn't speak for a long time, Hoshino Mori Hoshino couldn't help but pout her lips, lips that made people want to feed her water.

"Really, the reaction is so boring."

He took out the tea drink he bought from the vending machine, unscrewed the twist cap and then screwed it back slightly, then handed it over.

"How cunning, why don't you buy me coffee? I want to drink that one more." Hoshino Mori Hoshino said as he looked at the half-drunk coffee can in the boy's hand.

"No."

"why?"

"President, you should go back and rest early. You haven't slept well for several days."

"Hey, I was discovered. Jinguji-san cares about me more than I thought. It's a little surprising."

"That's not the case," he said.

Hoshino Mori Hoshino smiled faintly, took off his coat, which still had a hint of girlish warmth, and gave it back to him.

"Thank you, Jinguji-san."

"I didn't do anything." The young man still had a cold face, and his words were emotionless.

The girl showed a warm smile, as if she wanted to melt his expression.

"Even so, thank you."

"……Um."

Thanks to "Tarfer" and "AnccaQAQ" for the reward.

104. Chapter 103 103 Then, the determined culture festival. (

Time flies by without stopping, and as the cultural festival gets closer and closer, the originally simple school building is now filled with colorful banners.

The midterm exam rankings on the bulletin board have been replaced by various cultural festival slogans and promotional posters produced by various classes or clubs.

Due to the Cultural Festival Committee, Jinguji Tsuki, who has been a loner in school so far, is occasionally accosted on the way to school, and the number of first-year students is the largest among them.

It's not a trouble, it's just that Jinguji Yue can't get used to this change quickly. If he accepts it too calmly, it will give him a ridiculous feeling that his world view is deviated.

To put it more simply, he would make sure that Tsuki Jinguji was an idiot with excessive self-awareness and make this happen.

In short, Jingujizuki does not intend to avoid contact with everyone as he did in the past, but he will not reject their active approach in his heart, and he will even respond actively occasionally.

There was no special reason, he just felt that he should do it, or in other words, he wanted to do it.

High school boys are a fickle species, and even their sexual preferences can change due to trivial things.

This principle applies to everyone, and Jinguji Yue is no exception.

In today's class morning meeting, the students discussed the issue of class uniforms, and Sakurakoji Sakura, a cultural festival committee member, recorded each student's size.

If it were anyone else, Jinguji Yue felt that he might have been ignored, and then on the day of the cultural festival, all the classmates around him were wearing class uniforms with the same pattern, and he was the only one who was still wearing his uniform.

That kind of scene, although it didn't hit him hard, was certainly not a good high school memory.

But Sakurakoji Sakura obviously wouldn't do that, so it was naturally impossible to forget Jinguji Yue's part.

When it comes to Jinguji Tsukigen's current position in the class, it is somewhat ambiguous.

First of all, let’s make sure that not everyone hates Tsuki Jinguji.

Even if he is a rumored scumbag, a scumbag among people who are rumored to be amazing.

This is a very simple truth.

Hating or rejecting a sinful person, unable to make independent judgments, and being swallowed up by the atmosphere, is the standard for high school students in this country.

Everyone is ostracizing anyone. If you don't follow the rules, you will be the one who is ostracized.

This is the simplest and easiest idea.

But once the number of people who think this way shifts, their determination will loosen. When the number of people becomes balanced, they will feel ambiguously that it doesn't matter which side they are on.

This is also called "none of my business."

Jinguji Yue is roughly at this point now. He is neither popular enough to have people fawning over him all the time, nor does he arouse the disgust of everyone in the class, who uniformly regard him as a transparent person.

After all, they are not victims. Only those who have lost their love to Jinguji Tsuki Hengdao will hate Jinguji Tsuki to the bone.

Compared with those literary works that are truly regarded as freaks and shunned by people, Tsuki Jinguji has an advantage.

He is handsome enough.