This girl sounds very capable, no wonder Mibuomi Aoi seems to value her so much... But, even if she is capable, why does Mibuomi Aoi insist on introducing her to me?
He never came to me for approval when new members joined before.
Miharu Taki Sakura was puzzled but remained silent, continuing to stare at Mibuomi Aoi.
He spread his hands and continued with a smile, "Sakura, as you know, our Zenshoukai does not focus on seniority but on ability, giving everyone a chance to utilize their strengths.
Okuri's ability is outstanding; simply making her an ordinary member is definitely not enough. I want her to become a councilor of the Zenshoukai."
"Do what you want, why are you looking for me? Although I am the Vice President, I don't have any power, do I?" Miharu Taki Sakura replied coldly.
The Zenshoukai was Mibuomi Aoi's one-man show; anything he approved of would definitely be done. Why was he looking for her?
Mibuomi Aoi, with a smile, patiently explained, "Sakura, it's like this: besides ability, our Zenshoukai also looks at contributions to our Zenshoukai.
As the Vice President and a councilor, you haven't done anything to help the Zenshoukai for a long time, so I was thinking..."
"You want to remove me from my position, don't you?" Miharu Taki Sakura sneered, interrupting Mibuomi Aoi.
She had long sensed that Mibuomi Aoi's attitude towards her was off, but if Mibuomi Aoi hadn't said it, she would never have thought of it that way.
Mibuomi Aoi actually wanted to remove her from her position? And said she hadn't contributed to the Zenshoukai? Although she didn't care about these empty titles, she couldn't tolerate Mibuomi Aoi saying such things about her.
Miharu Taki Sakura frowned and said, "Aoi, don't forget, the reason the Zenshoukai has eyes and ears everywhere in the school is because you had people take over my Beautification Committee position, letting them use that identity to collect information for you. You say I haven't contributed to the Zenshoukai?"
Mibuomi Aoi quickly explained, "Sakura, don't misunderstand, you certainly have contributed to the Zenshoukai, but that refers to collective contributions, contributions as the Vice President. But as a councilor, an executive, you haven't helped the Zenshoukai.
Didn't I ask you to gamble with Ayanokoji and persuade him to join the Zenshoukai? You failed, didn't you? You can't deny that."
"..." Miharu Taki Sakura truly couldn't refute that.
Seeing her silence, Mibuomi Aoi persuaded again, "Sakura, don't be angry. Juggling the work of both councilor and Beautification Committee Chairperson is too much for you. I want to lighten your burden, which is why I want Okuri to inherit the councilor position..."
Using the excuse of her well-being to rightfully strip her of her councilor position... Although Miharu Taki Sakura didn't care about this position, she couldn't stand Mibuomi Aoi's hypocritical act.
She gave Mibuomi Aoi a cold look: "Since Mibuomi-sama has already made up his mind, there's no need to use this tone to persuade me. Just give the order. After all, this Zenshoukai is your one-man show, isn't it?"
After saying this, she turned to leave, not wanting to hear another word from Mibuomi Aoi.
But at this moment, Shimotsuki Okuri, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Miharu Taki, you're not convinced, are you? You're not convinced that your position is being taken by an unknown person like me. Actually, I also don't want to just take what belongs to you without doing anything; it would make me seem like I have no strength."
Shimotsuki Okuri took a step forward, her tone firm: "Since you're not convinced, then let me challenge you."
"Challenge me?" Miharu Taki Sakura turned around, her tone somewhat doubtful: "Are you serious?"
Shimotsuki Okuri nodded: "That's right, let's gamble, and let strength speak. Whoever wins will be the councilor."
Mibuomi Aoi also laughed at this point: "There's no helping it, who told this child not to be convinced by you? Sakura, you should agree too. This is good; gamble with her, and if you win, it can prove your ability, and this position will still be yours. If you lose..."
"I won't lose." Miharu Taki Sakura interrupted him, her tone also very decisive.
It wasn't that she cared about the councilor position, but Mibuomi Aoi's tone, as if she was destined to lose, greatly displeased her.
She wanted to defeat the girl in front of her and slap Mibuomi Aoi hard.
And so, Miharu Taki Sakura agreed to gamble with Shimotsuki Okuri.
...
A short while ago, on the other side, after Ayanokouji Kiyohira watched Miharu Taki Sakura leave, he pulled off his armband, casually stuffed it into his pocket, walked a distance, and stopped in a slightly less crowded, secluded spot.
He didn't turn around, his tone laced with helplessness: "How long have you been following me? She's already gone, aren't you going to come out yet?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira had long noticed someone following him, and it was a girl he was very familiar with, otherwise, he wouldn't have looked for a quiet place.
Just a few seconds after his words, his back suddenly felt heavy as a girl jumped onto him from behind, pressing her soft front against his back without any hesitation.
Based on past experience, Ayanokouji Kiyohira could keenly sense the difference...
"Xiao Wang, you padded?" Ayanokoji asked abruptly.
Hearing this, the girl jumped off him unhappily and pushed him: "What are you talking about? I didn't pad at all, I clearly grew!"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira stumbled a step, then turned around with a smile. The person standing in front of him was Ikishima Midari.
"You really didn't pad?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira had confirmed the feel many times; he could clearly feel that Ikishima Midari's size was larger than before, and by more than just a little.
Moreover, it wasn't just the feel; even visually, he felt it was larger than before, and... her chest size was asymmetrical, as if something was stuffed inside.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira glanced around, and seeing no one, he took a step forward, unbuttoned Ikishima Midari's clothes halfway, and without a word, took out the items from her clothes.
They weren't bra pads, but two warm, bouncy balls.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira was speechless. How could Ikishima Midari put these bouncy balls in her clothes?
"...You didn't happen to be watching my magic show, did you?" Ayanokouji Kiyohira could only think of this answer.
"You got it right!" Ikishima Midari smiled and snapped her fingers.
"I was originally gambling with someone nearby when I suddenly saw a lot of people gathering over there, so I ran over to see, and I didn't expect the performer to be you."
"I didn't expect you to be able to perform this kind of magic, moving small balls through the air. I was originally thinking of having you remove these two balls from my body without touching me, but I didn't expect you to just go straight for it..."
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