"Is that so?" Haruka Yuzan stretched lazily, shifting his gaze back to the girl,
Even though they wore the same school uniform, there was an indescribable charm about her,
The touch of her aloof temperament created a barrier around her that read 'do not disturb.'
Boys belonged to that category of people who needed to be purified by such a lady; thus, they could appreciate this beauty from up close,
Fair skin, bright eyes, and that...adorable expression...
"Just that and nothing more."
"Then...did the class president dream about me again last night?"
Haruka Yuzan asked nonchalantly,
Upon hearing this, Chiba Shimizu visibly paused, her eyes like autumn waters stirring with ripples, seemingly dodging.
She didn't speak, but her clear eyes revealed her answer.
Just changed the bedsheets the day before yesterday...
What kind of dream leads to washing bedsheets?
Classes filled the day,
Today, Otome Mizuko was still absent, which the students and teachers seemed to have grown accustomed to.
On the contrary, it was now a sensation in the campus whenever Miss Otome did appear.
With Miss Otome absent, those girls who had long been stealing glances at Haruka Yuzan slowly stirred in their thoughts,
"Mr. Haruka, can I invite you to have lunch together?"
During the lunch break, Mikoto Tamamo held her lunchbox, head bowed, twisting and speaking bashfully.
Her little head was almost buried in her shirt, appearing like a very shy girl...
Yet, her eyes that occasionally drifted toward the boy held a trace of hope.
After so many chapters, was Tamamo Student finally ready to make her move?
Especially since his good buddy, Heisuke Yonchu, ruthlessly left him to have lunch with Mishima Student.
Otome Mizuko also conveniently absent, today presented indeed a rare opportunity...
Haruka Yuzan felt somewhat troubled, not so much out of dislike; Mikoto Tamamo might not compare to Chiba or Otome, but she was indeed very pretty.
Youth + schoolgirl + big...= potential stock + boy harvester.
But, he also had his considerations; for every girl that couldn't move into the villa, the heart was doomed not to follow.
In the end, the one likely to get hurt is the green tea, not himself...
"Please, can't you?" Mikoto Tamamo pleaded, her eyes downcast and pitiful.
Just as Haruka Yuzan was struggling with indecision, Chiba Shimizu, who had been sitting quietly the whole time, suddenly spoke up,
"Classmate Haruka, I have something to talk to you about after a while; you'll have to have lunch with me today." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel⁂fire.net
With few people remaining in the classroom, Miss Chiba's cool voice was like thunder, leaving everyone dazed.
Especially the boys who hadn't left the classroom.
"What, Haruka is going to have lunch with the class president??! Impossible!!"
"Damn, I'm so jealous of Haruka! Having Otome Student was enough but to be invited to lunch by both Tamamo Student and the class president, being handsome, good at studies, and sports, can one really do whatever one wants??"
"What are you talking about!"
"That's right, the class president probably just has work to discuss; damn, I'm still envious!"
"No, what I mean is, although Tamamo Student is nice, how can she be compared with the class president??!"
"Hiss, that's a valid point."
Despite the few people, a heated argument broke out, but Mikoto Tamamo's face grew increasingly troubled.
She had already lost the bet with her friend, but the pride couldn't settle; being so pretty, how could any man reject her??
So, after behaving for a while, finally seeing an opportunity, Chiba Shimizu jumped out again.
"What sort of matter that would take up our lunch break?"
"Tamamo Student, you don't need to worry about these things." Chiba Shimizu stood up slowly, her eyes like autumn waters chilling with a hint of desolation.
A rivalry? Two women vying for one man??? Shura Field?
Miss Chiba's eyes held no ripples as she shouldered her bag and walked out,
"Classmate Haruka, I'll wait for you outside."
Proud, distant, without taking the matter to heart.
Outmaneuvered, Mikoto Tamamo could only turn her gaze back to the languid boy before her.
"Um, you saw, Tamamo Student, that the class president has something for me, so if it's about lunch, we'll have to talk about it another day."
After saying that, Haruka Yuzan grabbed his lunchbox and chased after her,
"Class president, wait for me."
Honestly, he was also surprised; who would've expected the final move to be by Chiba Shimizu??
Between the perfect girl and little green tea, he could still tell who mattered more...
Mikoto Tamamo watched their retreating figures and stamped her foot hard against the floor.
The boys in the class came over, asking nervously and shyly,
"Um... Tamamo Student, can I have lunch with you?"
Without much thought, Mikoto Tamamo glanced at the boy, sifting through her memory: otaku, a fringe character, likes gaming, mediocre...
With the information in mind, the girl who was just furious now revealed a lively smile that could make any otaku's heart skip a beat,
"Sorry, Hiroshi Student, I just remembered I have something to do at noon as well."
Even for an inconspicuous classmate, Mikoto Tamamo still remembered his hobbies, an essential skill for a green tea girl.
"You're good at gaming, take me along next time, as for having lunch today, that's not happening!"