He didn't expect the management to be so strict… This made Ayanokouji Kiyohira a little frustrated.
After leaving the helicopter, Miharu Taki Sakura noticed Ayanokoji's disappointment, and she thought Ayanokoji was bored being with her, so she sincerely apologized.
"Ayanokoji, I'm sorry, is patrolling the stalls with me too boring? I originally thought I had a lot of free time, but I didn't expect so many problems to arise with these stalls. I shouldn't have dragged you out this morning…"
Ayanokoji came back to his senses and shook his head with a wry smile: "Senpai, you're overthinking. I'm very happy to walk around the festival with you. I was thinking about something else."
"What are you thinking about?"
"That high tower." Ayanokouji Kiyohira didn't hide it from her, pointing his finger towards the distant white high tower: "I want to know what's inside that tower."
"You mean that tower… Actually, I don't know much about it either."
Miharu Taki Sakura thought for a moment and said: "However, I once heard Student Council President Kirari Momobami say that she built that tower to wait for someone, to wait for an opponent who could make her take them seriously. That tower will be the place of her and that person's final 'decisive battle'."
"Decisive battle… Does that mean gambling?"
"It should be."
Miharu Taki Sakura nodded: "Runa and I have also discussed it privately. That high tower should be the place the Student Council President reserved for gambling with the next Student Council President. She has already prepared to make her exit there."
"If she wants to make her exit there, building that high tower so hastily in her first year of taking office, isn't that equivalent to building a mausoleum for herself?" Ayanokoji couldn't help but retort: "Who does she think she is, some ancient emperor?"
Miharu Taki Sakura was amused by Ayanokoji's remark: "In this school, isn't the Student Council President equivalent to a local emperor? Otherwise, so many people wouldn't be scrambling for that position…"
As she laughed, she seemed to think of Mibuomi Aoi, who was pursuing that position, and her face gradually darkened.
If Mibuomi Aoi hadn't been so eager to get the Student Council President position and replaced all the members of the Beautification Committee with his own people, she wouldn't have to do everything herself now, even checking these stalls one by one.
Although she hadn't personally gone to trouble Mibuomi Aoi, she remembered every single account in her heart.
At this moment, Miharu Taki Sakura suddenly remembered that she and Ayanokouji Kiyohira were together to find a suitable game for gambling.
"Oh, Ayanokoji, have you decided what you want to gamble with me?" she asked hurriedly.
"Not yet… But if Senpai is in a hurry, I do feel one game is quite suitable." Ayanokouji Kiyohira pointed his finger at a stall not far away.
A game called "Pocky Game" was being held there.
Pocky sticks are chocolate sticks. The so-called Pocky Game is where two people eat the same chocolate stick from opposite ends. The person who lets go first or bites off the chocolate stick first loses.
Pocky sticks are not long, so if both sides proceed simultaneously, they must look into each other's eyes, and as they eat, they can easily end up kissing.
This is a common party game, often used to liven up the atmosphere and for couples or people with mutual romantic interest to try.
The people participating in the competition here were all couples. Compared to the final prize, they cared more about the person next to them. Many participants were competing, then suddenly bit off the chocolate stick, and the two embraced and kissed.
The school did not prohibit relationships between male and female students, so even if Miharu Taki Sakura saw them kissing, she had no reason to stop them.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira actually wanted to play this kind of game with her…
Even Miharu Taki could hear that this was Ayanokoji's bold hint. Her heart was flustered, but she pretended to know nothing and feigned anger, making a gesture to tap Ayanokoji's head: "Ayanokoji, don't joke with your senpai!"
"Sorry, sorry…" Ayanokoji dodged with a smile: "Senpai, mainly I couldn't think of any good gambling game at the moment. This is a gamble involving eighty million, so of course, it has to be serious. We can't treat it like playing house, right?"
"That's true…"
Although they had agreed to gamble during the Ryōran Festival, deciding the winner and loser with such a small roadside game felt a bit too casual.
Moreover, the Ryōran Festival had just begun, so there was no need to rush.
"In that case, let's postpone this gamble for a few more days. If you find a suitable game for the competition, be sure to find me."
"Naturally." Ayanokoji smiled and nodded.
He easily dragged it out for another day. By postponing the time, he had a reason to invite Miharu Taki Sakura for another date.
Next "date," he couldn't let her be busy with official duties again.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira was in a good mood when suddenly, a quarrel broke out not far away.
As a member of the Student Council, Miharu Taki Sakura was subconsciously drawn to it and walked towards the noisy area. Ayanokouji Kiyohira followed closely behind her.
To Ayanokouji Kiyohira's surprise, one of the two people quarreling was the student who had performed magic earlier.
The other was a full-faced, arrogant person with a somewhat precocious appearance, looking less like a high school student and more like an unemployed thug.
"Hey, why won't you compete with me anymore? You only lost a little money, why won't you compete?" The thug shouted at the stall owner.
"But I've already given up. I've lost a lot of money to you. Can't I just not compete anymore…?" The stall owner said timidly in a low voice.
"No! Keep competing with me!"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira learned what had happened from the surrounding onlookers.
The stall owner's magic tricks were quite skillful. Many people couldn't figure out how he moved the small balls, and they often guessed wrong, allowing him to earn a large sum of money.
In a moment of triumph, he said that as long as someone was willing to gamble with him, he would accompany them to the end.
Then, this thug stepped forward and said he wanted to gamble with him.
After losing four or five times, this thug finally caught a flaw in the stall owner's magic trick, found his pattern, and could now guess which bowl the small ball was in every time.
Not only did he win back all the money he had lost, but he also made the stall owner spit out all the money he had won, losing it all to him, and even a significant portion of his own capital.
He got cold feet and wanted to give up and leave, but this thug was relentless and simply wouldn't let him go.
He had already given up, but the man still wouldn't let him leave. This man was a bit too much… Ayanokouji Kiyohira saw Miharu Taki Sakura's brows furrow.
As a member of the Student Council, she naturally had to intervene in such matters.
Just as she was about to step forward, Ayanokouji Kiyohira pulled her arm, took a step forward himself, and said with a smile: "Senpai, leave this matter to me."
Saying that, Ayanokouji Kiyohira walked to the middle of the two, placing his hand on the table with bowls and chopsticks: "You two, your argument is affecting others, can you stop?"
The man noticed the armband on Ayanokoji's arm, took a step back, his expression changing slightly: "Student Council member, what do you want?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira was wearing the Beautification Committee armband, so of course, he saw Ayanokoji as a Beautification Committee member, which was the effect Ayanokoji wanted to achieve.
Ayanokoji smiled and said, "He has already admitted defeat, and the money has already been lost to you. Isn't it better to just let him leave? It's the Ryōran Festival now, a day worth celebrating. Is it really necessary to make things so tense?"
The hooligan snorted: "Hmph, it's not that easy. Today, I'm going to make him lose all the money he has and owe me a ton of debt! Didn't you just say you'd accept anyone who gambles? What, not admitting it now?"
"I was just momentarily proud and said it casually!" The stall owner showed a mournful face.
Didn't he just say something casually? As a result, he was seized by the man in front of him and wouldn't let go.
He had already admitted defeat, and all the money he lost had been given to him. He had already lost over 400,000, and if he kept losing, he really wouldn't have any money left!
"Who told you to say it casually? You have to be honest when you speak, hurry up and continue gambling with me!" The man said very roughly.
Although he used the name of "integrity" to force this stall owner to continue gambling with him, his words did not sound moral at all.
Ayanokoji chuckled, and then suddenly said, "Hey, since you want to keep gambling... how about I gamble with you?"
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