Chapter 100

The driver was driving in front, and the curtains were drawn in the back, which not only had high privacy but was also soundproof.

It was most suitable for doing something.

“Hayasaka, the final exam is coming soon; after it ends, I won't be able to see the President~”

“It will be a long time before I can talk to the President; what should I do?”

“Ahhhh~”

Shinomiya Kaguya, who was dressed appropriately and appeared cold and elegant outside, was now complaining to her personal maid, Hayasaka Ai, while holding her head in annoyance and pain.

Hayasaka Ai possessed one-quarter Irish ancestry, blonde hair and blue eyes, and was also a mixed-race white-skinned girl.

Her family had failed in a struggle within the Shinomiya family in the early years, fell into a disadvantage, and was ruthlessly defeated.

Because of her excellent bloodline, the Shinomiya family took a fancy to her and used means to bring her under their command to serve the Shinomiya family for life.

To put it plainly, it was to defeat you and then use your whole family as subordinates.

“Kaguya-sama, just be bolder.”

Hayasaka Ai sat opposite, answering expressionlessly.

“Talk... talking is easy... acting is different...”

Shinomiya Kaguya shook her head and cast a look, as if to say, everything you said is nonsense!

“Then Kaguya-sama might not see President Shirogane for the whole summer vacation; President Shirogane is also very busy with part-time work, so be careful not to be able to make an appointment even if there is time.”

Hayasaka Ai, who was somewhat black-bellied, added a knife.

“Hayasaka, if you aren't going to help me come up with ideas, don't stimulate me, okay?”

Shinomiya Kaguya turned to look out the window at the street scene retreating rapidly.

“Summer is here, all things are recovering, and adolescent boys and girls are releasing hot hormones in the scorching season...”

“President Shirogane is also very excellent, and looks, well, okay, and is also very popular with girls.”

Hayasaka Ai said silently.

“What do you want to say, Hayasaka?”

Shinomiya Kaguya turned her head back abruptly, her tone unkind and her expression gloomy.

“I’m just reminding Kaguya-sama, perhaps after the long summer vacation...”

“What if Kaguya-sama, who doesn't take action, finds that President Shirogane has a beautiful dating partner when she returns to school?”

Hayasaka Ai said calmly.

“No... impossible.”

Shinomiya Kaguya’s reaction was somewhat beyond the maid’s expectations.

She trusted Shirogane Miyuki, the man she liked, very much.

“There is still plenty of time, no need to worry.”

Shinomiya Kaguya comforted herself in her heart.

“What if there are complications?”

Hayasaka Ai stimulated her young lady, feeling very speechless in her heart.

Really.

Is it that hard to say “I like you”?

“There can’t be complications; the President won't like anyone else.”

“It’s even more impossible for me to like anyone else, so it must be fine; Hayasaka, you’re overthinking it.”

Shinomiya Kaguya made an X with her hands.

“Then Hayasaka, do you have anyone you like?”

Subsequently, Shinomiya Kaguya tidied her uniform and asked casually.

Hayasaka Ai: (￢д￢。)

“No, I have never liked anyone...”

Hayasaka Ai answered decisively, paused, and continued after her lips pursed imperceptibly:

“Later... perhaps... I won't like anyone else either.”

She was just Kaguya-sama’s personal maid, and taking care of Kaguya-sama was tiring enough.

As for sweet romantic feelings, Hayasaka Ai hadn't even thought about it; wanting love made her feel uncomfortable instead.

Shinomiya Kaguya lowered her head, not noticing the faint resentment and fatigue in her personal maid’s eyes.

Tidying her uniform, she looked up and asked again: “Then Hayasaka, what do you think of the President?”

What do I think?

Completely indifferent.

Hayasaka Ai really wanted to know how her young lady fell in love with Shirogane Miyuki.

“Very good, very nice.”

A while later, Hayasaka Ai replied faintly.

She had almost never had contact with Shirogane Miyuki; since Kaguya-sama asked her, how should she answer?

She could only say good things.

“Then you won't fall in love with him, right?”

Shinomiya Kaguya’s brilliant red agate-like beautiful eyes widened.

“No.”

Hayasaka Ai answered faintly; it was almost time for her to get off the car.

“Hey, tell me Hayasaka, in the future, one day, what if we happen to like the same boy, what will you do?”

Shinomiya Kaguya felt something and said it casually.

“Then I will definitely compete with Kaguya-sama, even if we become enemies, I will definitely defeat Kaguya-sama and make Kaguya-sama regret it...”

Hayasaka Ai’s lips twitched slightly, cooperating with Shinomiya Kaguya’s inexplicable question.

The car’s speed gradually slowed down.

Hayasaka Ai played a gyaru at school and wasn't familiar with Shinomiya Kaguya, so she definitely had to find a remote place to get off to avoid being seen.

“Hayasaka...”

Shinomiya Kaguya didn't care at all and said speechlessly.

Hayasaka Ai opened the car door expressionlessly, observed the front and back, and confirmed it was safe to get off.

“Padah~”

“Boom boom boom-”

The car engine roared and gradually moved away.

“How could I fall in love with someone else, Kaguya-sama...”

“Unless...”

“Unless the person you like can take care of you meticulously, just like a master taking care of a cute puppy, taking care of everything, and freeing yourself, then it’s about the same.”

“Also...”

Hayasaka Ai watched the sedan move further and further away, leaving her line of sight.

She was a spy planted by Shinomiya Ouma beside you since childhood.

She needed to report your situation to him at all times and was monitoring you.

If you knew, you would hate me to death, right?

Hayasaka Ai blew the cool breeze of the summer morning, her golden hair flying.

Morning reading ended.

Ushering in a short and precious break time.

Kitakami Yoru took out his phone boredly, scrolled through the news, and looked out the window.

“Ah~ it’s really tiring, ha~”

His deskmate Miura Yumiko stood up from her seat and stretched a long stretch.

The final exam was coming, even this popular queen was studying hard.

Her golden hair draped down from the back of her head like a waterfall.

“Miura Yumiko, this popular gyaru, is also a girl, she must know what gift is best to thank a girl, right?”

Kitakami Yoru turned his head, sizing up the tall, beautiful gyaru beside him.

Thinking about it, forget it.