Chapter 77: This Is Definitely Stalking

58 days until the National High School Baseball Championship.

This countdown method seems a bit strange, but it's really too conspicuous—you see it every day going to and from school.

Whenever he sees this kind of countdown, Qingshan Li recalls the terror of being dominated by the hundred-day college entrance exam.

It's clearly the Baseball Club's own business, so why add pressure to the innocent?

Someone obviously forgot that they themselves are a member of the Baseball Club.

Thursday, 10:30 AM, accompanied by a "Stop," the National Language exam ended.

"It's over, it's over! I clearly memorized it before, but forgot everything during the exam!" the Basketball Girl said anxiously.

But every time after her test paper comes back, she says: "Huh? My blind guesses actually turned out right!"

Are all basketball players so despicable? Or is it just her?

There's one more thing to say: Qingshan Li lost to her by a hair's breadth in the struggle for the protagonist seat (the classroom seat by the window, second from the back).

"How did you do, Qingshan?" Aizawa Jun asked.

"Feels not bad. Missing two weeks of class shouldn't affect my grades."

"It's National Language—missing a month is nothing. Next is when you'll lose twenty points!" Kobayashi Shiki leaned over.

"I'll treat you to drinks later." Qingshan Li said.

"Brother Li, you'll definitely get full marks this time!" Kobayashi Shiki, as expected of the Soccer Club, had extraordinary acting skills.

"It's a bit early for dinner. Want to study in the classroom for a while?" Aizawa Jun proposed.

"Sorry, I have something to do at the Student Council." Qingshan Li stood up.

"Club activities haven't stopped during exams? By the way, Qingshan, which club are you actually in now?" Kobayashi Shiki asked, puzzled.

"Wherever there are beautiful girls, there I am."

Just like fish schools chase comfortable water temperatures and deep-sea nutrients, only the air exhaled by beautiful girls can nourish him.

"Then why did you quit the Athens Philosophy Research Club? I heard many people wanted to join, but were all refused by Mikami Ai." Aizawa Jun also didn't understand.

"It's simple. The Athens Philosophy Research Club only has one beautiful girl."

"Qing Shan Jun, do we count as beautiful girls?" According to Japan's combat power calculation method, the girl group at the top of Class Four's pyramid asked.

"Of course you do."

They indeed are all beautiful girls.

But they can't compare to Mikami Ai.

Qingshan Li being with them won't make him fall in love because of appearance, but being with Mikami Ai, he might simply fall in love with her because of her appearance.

Perhaps this is the gap between B and A.

Evaluating A's appearance can make people overlook the inner self and personality, and completely fall in love with this person.

And there's Miyase Yaeko.

After being with her for a long time, let alone small grudges between two people, even greater hatred might be forgotten.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to go to the Student Council, I'll go first." Qingshan Li took his leave and departed.

The beautiful girls chatted with Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun for a while, then each went back to study.

Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun are not bad, but they can't surpass studying in the beautiful girls' hearts. However, if Qingshan Li is there, they can temporarily ignore studying and keep chatting.

Appearance A—this is original sin, it shouldn't exist.

But it does exist in reality, so there's only one way to make it not exist: don't make contact, actively cut off contact.

Qingshan Li came to the Student Council.

Perhaps because of the exams, today's Student Council wasn't as busy as usual.

Knock.

After receiving permission, he walked in.

Not long after the exam ended, all Student Council members were already here. They had no work and were all reviewing English.

Even the Student Council President herself, Miyase Yaeko, was studying above.

Building a Student Council that is flawless in both management ability and academic grades?

Too terrifying.

"Something to see me about?" Miyase Yaeko held a pencil and asked with a smile.

In the future, when Qingshan Li recalls campus life, he will surely have this scene: a girl holding a pen, smiling as she looks at him.

"Will I disturb you all?" He glanced at everyone.

"All of you, go back." Miyase Yaeko said to everyone.

They should have just arrived not long ago.

"Yes." Everyone stood up.

Qingshan Li felt it would be more convenient for the two of them to go out.

But from Miyase Yaeko's perspective, as the absolute leader, she couldn't possibly go out herself.

Moreover, she might not even have the thought of "going out herself," let alone consider this matter.

The door was closed. In the Western retro-style Student Council Office, only Miyase Yaeko and Qingshan Li remained.

"This is the activity record of the Sunny Band Club." Qingshan Li handed over his mobile phone, which contained an edited video.

Miyase Yaeko clicked play.

Music came from inside.

〖Meeting you was in such an unguarded moment, at the crossroads on my way home〗

〖Hearing your "Let's go home together"〗

Ono Mika and Ono Mizuki's voices intertwined.

They only know how to sing those old songs; after Mother passed away, they probably haven't listened to any new songs.

Miyase Yaeko turned off the video.

The workplace is like this — Qingshan Li spent two hours editing, and the other party only watched for two seconds.

"Can you give them a chance?" Qingshan Li said.

Miyase Yaeko lightly scratched her black hair with the end of the pen, looking at the mobile phone screen: "Do I need to consider your feelings?"

"No need! Please make sure of that!"

"Can't do it." Miyase Yaeko raised her gaze to look at him, a smile on her face: "The moment I see you, I can't help but treat you well."

"That was just an accident; I didn't mind it."

"I didn't mind that matter either; I simply mind you."

". Confession?" Qingshan Li asked.

"Not to that degree yet; it's more like" Miyase Yaeko looked at the pen in her hand: "You're like this pen; I really like this pen, and what I like, I must obtain."

She completely treats Qingshan Li as an object!

How outrageous.

She held the pen horizontally against her lips, smiling as she gazed at Qingshan Li.

Wait!

Qingshan Li himself does not agree with the view of himself being treated as an object!

He felt Miyase Yaeko wasn't that terrible.

The opening of *The Great Gatsby* says: "Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had."

The environment Miyase Yaeko grew up in obviously could not let her possess a normal view on romance.

Among all pens, she likes the one in her hand;

By the same logic, among men, she only likes Qingshan Li.

"However, since you say there's no need to mind me, then I'll handle this officially." Miyase Yaeko said: "In May, hold at least two performances at school; as long as one performance has an audience exceeding fifty people, I'll revoke the disbandment order."

"Can I use irregular means?" Qingshan Li probed.

"You can use them." Miyase Yaeko smiled gently.

Unknown if it's a threat, or saying that as long as it's Qingshan Li, then it's allowed.

"Right." Miyase Yaeko remembered one thing: "The house has already been tidied up for you; you can move in anytime; I'll send you the address.

"There's also some money; I prepaid it for you; although I don't want it, you probably don't want to owe me a favor either; remember to give it to me."

"As for the property tax, just help exempt it." Qingshan Li used a bit of friendly enthusiasm.

This isn't owing a favor; it's bargaining.

Miyase Yaeko looked at him, smiling: "Fine."

"Thanks."

"Also there's property tax; the house is valued at 600 million yen; property tax is 2.8 million yen."

"2.8 million?!"

"Per year." Miyase Yaeko added with a smile.

"."

"There's also maintenance costs; of course, you can maintain it yourselves. However, although the house isn't large, relying on just you three, it'll probably be very hard."

". How much in total?" Qingshan Li used his mind to grip his own heart, not allowing it to beat too fast in a moment.

"I'll calculate it cheaper for you: 300,000 per month — you can also hire your own appraiser; some places don't need that much attention; using slightly worse materials is fine too; the price should be able to drop by half."

300,000 a month, a year is 3.6 million; plus property tax, a year is, is... 6.1 million!

100 million; doing nothing, can only live 16 years.

Additionally, there's three people's university tuition, living expenses, travel expenses, and costs for buying clothes, buying a car, etc.

"I look forward to your second book." Miyase Yaeko smiled, her fingers interlaced, chin resting on them.

". When it's written I'll come find you."

Money is just the foundation; thought this foundation was already stable, like the foundation when building a house; afterward only need to ponder what kind of house to build.

Result: the foundation still needs constant reinforcement.

"One more thing," Miyase Yaeko seemed to suddenly remember: "I've been keeping an eye on your name; you've joined quite a few clubs recently?"

"Hmm, did I violate regulations?" Qingshan Li asked.

He currently has Kendo Club, Sunny Band Club, Baseball Club — three club identities.

"No, premise is attendance rate passes. For you, I'll turn a blind eye; if your name is on the attendance sheet, I'll count it as you attending."

Honestly, Qingshan Li doesn't want to receive her preferential treatment.

But there's no way.

In the profit distribution of the second book, give her a bit more.

"Then I'm heading back." Qingshan Li said.

"Any needs, you can come find me." Miyase Yaeko smiled.

This phrasing is a bit lustful.

Intentional?

Qingshan Li opened the Student Council door, immediately stepped back one step; Mikami Ai who was preparing to knock almost knocked into him.

(Chapter End)