Chapter 109

"Worried about the work the Student Council assigned you?" Mikami Ai sized up the silent Qingshan Li, clearly misunderstanding, not taking the homework seriously.

She looked at the camera on the desk: "I've been concerned about this thing since just now."

I really didn't see the homework.

Qingshan Li also looked at the camera; he wasn't afraid at all—this was the confidence of having deleted the photos.

"The work the Student Council gave me is photography: capturing scenes worth commemorating and reporting on," he explained.

"You can photograph anything?"

"In the history of photography, what photos haven't there been? Photographer Seto Masato's secret filming works won a photography award back then." Qingshan Li picked up the camera and aimed it at Mikami Ai.

"You're too convenient." Mikami Ai took his homework, cooperated with the lens, struck a posed stance pretending to study, "Come with me for a bit later; I want to evaluate this Ball Games Tournament, front to back, every corner—having you around is much more convenient."

"Not bad, not bad, very photogenic. What's in it for me?"

"I'll treat you to lunch at noon."

"Detective A is writing about you!" The author personally certified it.

"That's only natural. Under heaven, above earth, in novels and out of novels, I'm the only perfect person." Mikami Ai stood up. "Tomorrow is the Ball Games Tournament; today is the last day of the preparation stage. Let's go."

"But it's morning now."

The preparation time for the Ball Games Tournament is in the afternoon.

"When evaluating a person, do you only look at their attitude during work hours? Clearly I'm the capitalist, so why are you, who has to pay back ten thousand yen in installments, more profit-driven than me?"

She slandered a Young Pioneer as a capitalist?

"That's still better than you calling me profit-driven based on just one sentence!"

"Are you eating lunch or not?"

"Eating! The best!" Qingshan Li decided to endure humiliation and bear the burden, all to destroy capital.

Mikami Ai smiled without smiling, just like a worker saying they want to work twenty-four hours overtime, breaking the boss's lathe, making the boss lose money and feel heartache.

Qingshan Li decided to make money as soon as possible, repay ten thousand yen, and at the same time make life better at home—the Ono Sisters now didn't even dare buy the latest mobile phone.

People who buy new phones every year are a minority, but his goal was precisely to let the Ono Sisters at least live such a life.

Also, what concerned him was, he didn't know if it was because his motivation to make money had been insufficient lately, but the system's material collection seemed very slow?

—Work harder, haven't seen such a lazy system!

"Remember to delete my photos." Mikami Ai walked toward the Club Room door.

"Refused. As a Photography Committee Member, my power is unlimited." Qingshan Li followed her.

"Not deleting is fine too, but if a second person sees these photos, I'll let you experience what truly unlimited power is."

Her meaning was, it's fine to let him see?

"Just with this you want to seduce me? Bring me your swimsuit photos and that's more like it!"

The two walked out of the Club Building.

The school wasn't empty, because the Student Council required participation in the tournament, many clubs came to school early to train.

Distant instrument sounds like a steam whistle, I don't know what instrument;

The Cheerleading Club rested under the tree shade; from far away, it looked like a cluster of fresh flowers blooming under the trees;

Sports clubs sweated like rain;

Occasionally one could see girls holding table tennis balls, shuttlecocks, tennis balls, carrying naginata, passing by.

"Where are we going?" Qingshan Li asked.

"The Gymnasium."

Kaimei High School has three gymnasiums: one old, one aged, one Swimming Hall.

The two came to the nearest old gymnasium, opened the door, and inside came the sound of athletic shoes rubbing against the ground.

"The official events of the Ball Games Tournament are basketball and volleyball, class against class; those here now should be Basketball Club and Volleyball Club members, right?" Qingshan Li said.

Mikami Ai didn't answer, just observed.

After she arrived, the excitement level on the court rose without a trace.

"Run!"

"Watch the court! The whole court!"

"Distance!"

"Good!"

The boys who broke through the encirclement and scored neatly acted nonchalant, their eyes glancing over here occasionally like in an idol drama.

"What do you think?" Mikami Ai asked Qingshan Li.

"I'm not good at sports," Qingshan Li answered. "If you want to know about part-time work, which part-time jobs have higher hourly wages, how to balance the time of multiple part-time jobs, I do have some insights."

"Do you think I need that?"

"Wealth doesn't last three generations; your family might not either. Forget it, at least you and the next generation keep being rich." Qingshan Li suddenly remembered he had already decided to cooperate with her for a lifetime and publish all her books.

After all, the conditions were good, and there were few matters.

Most importantly was the recognition from Detective A.

Mikami Ai looked at him; the actual distance didn't change, but her body showed a sense of distance.

"You've even fantasized about having children with me? To be honest, that's kind of disgusting."

"I have an idea!" Qingshan Li had a flash of inspiration.

Mikami Ai was a bit dissatisfied with his ignoring her.

Qingshan Li invited the protagonist, the Basketball Girl.

She, wearing a basketball uniform, seemed to sparkle; indeed, what a person likes, they are probably also suited for.

"Evaluate basketball skills? No, no!" The Basketball Girl waved her hands repeatedly. "With my level, how am I qualified to evaluate others?!"

"The level doesn't matter, as long as you understand." Qingshan Li tried to persuade her, "Don't worry, we'll keep it secret. If a third person finds out, the two of us will kowtow to you until we smash the basketball."

Mikami Ai hesitated.

She hadn't wanted to know to that extent.

However, she wouldn't leak the secret, and after making such a vicious oath, Qingshan Li probably wouldn't either, so let him represent himself just this once.

"You really won't tell anyone?" the Basketball Girl asked secretly.

As if there were a zipper on his lips, Qingshan Li zipped it up.

"Actually—"

The specific content is prohibited.

The Basketball Girl evaluated everyone on the court one by one; there was just one thing not quite right—she liked saying things like "You think you're Curry," "You think you're O'Neal," "The only thing you have in common with Durant is that you like drinking foot-washing water."

Qingshan Li completely didn't understand.

However, he didn't interrupt, listening to the other person's "chatter."

"." The Basketball Girl spoke softer and softer, obviously zoning out.

"What's wrong?" Qingshan Li asked.

"Sorry, I have something to do!" the Basketball Girl suddenly left.

Mikami Ai's gaze followed her, looking into the distance, where the Girls' Basketball Team was resting, four or five people surrounding one person, taking her away.

Bullying?

"Go take a look?" Qingshan Li picked up the camera hanging on his chest.

Without this camera, he probably wouldn't be so eager.

The two followed.

The Basketball Girl was also following them, probably like them, not planning to act rashly before confirming exactly what was happening.

"Don't."

"Go!"

The struggling girl was pushed forward by the crowd, and they walked into the women's restroom deep in the Gymnasium.

The Basketball Girl peeked at the doorway, then slipped in.

She went straight in? Did those people hide in the stalls?

Qingshan Li gave Mikami Ai a look—you go.

Mikami Ai shook her head, pointing at the Girls' Restroom—I can't go alone, the two of us go together.

Qingshan Li pointed—that's the Girls' Restroom.

Mikami Ai pointed—no one is there now.

"Say it quickly!" a voice came from inside the restroom.

"Keep it down!"

The two looked at each other.

Mikami Ai grabbed Qingshan Li's tie, pulling him inside.

Qingshan Li quickly took a photo of this scene.

Once bitten, twice shy; last time at Home, after exchanging signals with Mikami Ai, he opened the Practice Room and was framed by her.

The two entered the Girls' Restroom; the public space was empty, and without time to listen closely, they hurriedly hid in a stall.

After confirming they wouldn't be exposed, they pricked up their ears.

"And then?"

The tone was excited and thrilled, not really like bullying.

"No way~"

"Say it!" It seemed like bullying.

"Oh, later I sent him my selfie, with some kind of photo, and then he said good night."

"He definitely didn't sleep!"

"I know what he went to do!"

"Do what?"

"He—"

The following is also prohibited.

Qingshan Li lightly tapped Mikami Ai's arm, then pointed at the restroom door—I want to leave first.

Mikami Ai nodded.

Amidst the girls' laughter, Qingshan Li gently opened the door.

"Shh! Keep it down! Don't let anyone hear!" It seemed like bullying again.

"Alright, let's go, the break is almost over."

The sound of flushing the toilet, the sound of the door opening, and footsteps.

"Why flush?"

"Whether you went or not, when you come out of the restroom, you want to flush once."

"I get it, actually I was hesitating just now whether to flush."

Qingshan Li's hand pressed against the door, not daring to move, like a husband who suddenly came home and was shoved by a married woman into the restroom's sewer worker.

Mikami Ai. She was also suffering, because she was holding back laughter.

"By the way, did you see just now?"

"Was it that Handsome?"

「I know him, Qing Shan Jun from Class 2-4! 」

「Is there any way to get Qing Shan Jun to date me? 」

「Unless he sneaks into the Girls' Restroom to secretly film, you catch him, threaten him, he might date you. 」

Mikami Ai smiled, slowly reached out, and lightly poked Qingshan Li's Waist.

「————」Qingshan Li barely held back with all his might.

He rudely pointed his Finger at Mikami Ai—cause trouble again, don't force me to fight back!

Mikami Ai poked him once more elsewhere on his body.

Qingshan Li reached out, targeting her chest.

(Chapter End)