Chapter 131: Club Webpage Production, Mysterious Blonde Observer
When Yoru left the teachers' office and arrived at the Super-Quant Club room, he found only Yukino there.
She was sitting at the table, holding a book in her hand and reading quietly. Her long black hair fluttered with the breeze blowing in from the window gap. Coupled with that foully cute face, it was indeed a very beautiful picture.
If she sat by the window, it would be even more beautiful.
Of course, Yukino wouldn't sit by the window.
That was Yoru's seat.
"Here?"
Yukino didn't even raise her head, just greeting faintly.
"Mmhmm, where are the others?"
Yukino focused on reading the novel in her hand and said softly.
"Touma-san went to practice piano. Yuigahama-san, Kitagawa-san, Kawasaki-san, Futaba-san, and Mai-senpai went shopping."
"Amano-san went to pick up her younger brother from school."
Yoru nodded: "I see."
Then, he sat by the window.
The members of the Super-Quant Club all had their own things to do.
Rio and Miko exorcised evil spirits every day. It was great to have a rare opportunity to relax.
As for Amano Hina...
Although after the unanimous vote of the Super-Quant Club, a part of the activity fund was advanced to her, solving her financial embarrassment, she still had to go home to cook for her brother, living a very busy life.
As for Kazusa....
She would only stay in the clubroom during lunch break every day, saying nothing, just sitting next to Yoru in a daze.
After school, she practiced piano alone.
Not knowing why, although conflicts had occurred, Yukino couldn't say she liked Kazusa, but it was hard to say she hated her either.
She even had a feeling of mutual sympathy with the opponent.
Yukino in elementary school was like the current Kazusa, ostracized by others.
Perhaps due to the relatively special growth environment.
Yukino vaguely felt that she and Kazusa could understand each other.
"No commissions recently?"
Hearing Yoru's casual inquiry, Yukino replied in a flat tone.
"Given the image of our club members, wanting to come for a commission indeed requires great courage."
Summarizing the image of the current Super-Quant Club in the eyes of other students and teachers at Sobu High:
Yukinoshita Yukino: outspoken, full of aggression, toxic tongue giving no mercy to anyone.
Touma Kazusa: always sleeping in class, never talking to anyone, indifferent person with sharp eyes.
Kawasaki Saki: delinquent girl; meeting her eyes feels like getting beaten up the next second.
Sakurajima Mai: making people feel ashamed of their unworthiness; just getting close feels like huge pressure.
And the most heavyweight character:
Captain Yoru: outstanding in study, sports, and appearance, but with a personality that could be called nasty.
Such a club...
Saying they want to help other students solve difficulties?
Who dares to come?
Are you sure you are solving the difficulty, not the client?
Only Yui alone obviously couldn't offset the negative impression brought by so many heavyweight players.
"Sigh, blame you; image is too bad."
Yoru activated the Exclusive Skill: Never Take the Blame.
Yukino was silenced.
Yukino took the blame.
She didn't dwell on this topic. After a moment of silence, she moved her gaze from the novel in her hand to Yoru sitting by the window.
"How... do you know my sister?"
This question had been lingering in Yukino's heart for several days.
She really couldn't imagine how her genius sister would have intersections with her classmate.
Facing Yukino's question, Yoru just asked back.
"Why don't you ask your sister directly?"
"....."
Yukino didn't know what to say.
Since coming to Sobu High in Kyoto, she hadn't actively contacted her sister and mother.
And she didn't know how to ask such a question.
Yukino also guessed in her heart.
Was Hiratsuka Shizuka guiding me to join the Super-Quant Club fueled by my sister Haruno in the dark?
However...
Since she had joined, Yukino felt it was meaningless to struggle with these.
The current Super-Quant Club wasn't the flawless club in her heart acting only to help others like the Service Club she initially planned to establish.
But Yukino had no choice.
This was her only place to belong.
Actually, as long as she used the privilege of the Yukinoshita family, with Yukino's background, she could completely apply for a clubroom from the school.
But if she could really do such a thing, she wouldn't have left Chiba Prefecture to study in Kyoto.
The clubroom fell into silence again.
After a long while, Yoru walked to the table, opened the laptop placed on it, and said faintly.
"Actually, there is a way to solve the problem of no one coming to us for commissions."
Yukino became interested and put aside the novel in her hand.
"What way?"
Yoru pointed to the computer screen.
"Make a club webpage."
Hearing his proposal, Yukino froze for a moment, then pondered.
This seems... really a good idea.
Since those students in Sobu High encountering difficulties dared not come to the Super-Quant Club room to commission face to face.
Then making a webpage, letting them send messages online for commissions without coming in person, wouldn't that solve it?
"But..."
Yukino frowned, thoughtful.
"Who should be entrusted with making the webpage? If hiring someone..."
"No need."
Before Yukino finished, Yoru waved his hand to interrupt, giving a short two-word reply.
"I can."
"Eh?"
Yukino felt surprised.
Yoru can make webpages?
Maintaining the first place in the grade and conducting club activities after school, yet still mastering an extracurricular skill?
How many things is this guy hiding?
Yukino looked skeptical.
"Can you really?"
"Look at what you're saying; I can do it too well."
Yoru replied nonchalantly.
"The resentment of programmers who died suddenly is very great."
"Uh..."
Yukino didn't understand the necessary connection between programmers dying suddenly and him being able to make webpages.
But since Yoru could do it, it was easy to handle.
"Then I leave it to you."
Just as Yukino finished speaking, Yoru suddenly extended his right hand, making a gesture of four in front of her.
Yukino looked puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
Yoru said faintly.
"Counting this one, I am ahead of you by four commissions."
Yukino frowned.
"Didn't you say I am not worthy to compete with you?"
Yoru also frowned hearing this.
"Don't spit blood (slander) on people. Touma Kazusa said that, not me; don't shift the blame randomly."
Yukino recalled; it seemed really so.
After she said she wanted to compete with Yoru, although most club members looked at her like looking at a fool, and Kazusa made some very aggressive remarks.
But...
As the person involved, Yoru indeed didn't say she wasn't worthy to compete with him.
Just as Yukino's expression eased slightly, she heard Yoru add with a chuckle.
"However, what Touma Kazusa said is indeed correct though."
"Your playing-house-like help indeed cannot compete with me."
Yukino frowned slightly. Just as she was about to refute, Yoru added immediately.
"If you don't believe it, you can ask your sister."
.....
On the other side, Kyoto Central Business District, inside a large shopping mall.
"This wig... hmm, the color is similar, just a bit too long; can buy it back and trim it."
Marin bent down, looking at the various fancy wigs on the shelf.
Kawasaki Saki stood aside, comparing with the photo on the phone, communicating with Marin.
Mai, wearing sunglasses and a sun hat, was selecting in the accessories area with Rio and others.
Every member of the Super-Quant Club was a top-notch beautiful girl in Sobu High.
Gathering so many people together naturally attracted the attention of others in the store.
Of course, this was a store mainly selling women's clothing and accessories. There were no male customers at all, so naturally no one came up to hit on them.
Even if there were...
As long as Kawasaki Saki scanned with that disgusted look, ordinary people would be scared away.
"By the way..."
Miko picked up a skirt, comparing it on Rio, while speaking.
"Haven't seen Hachishaku for two days. Yoru also goes back very early every day after school."
Rio pushed her glasses frame, suddenly her face changed, whispering.
"Could it be... Yoru ate Hachishaku...?"
"Hiss..."
Miko sucked in a breath of cold air.
Could it really be so?
Because she and Rio were spirit mediums, they could always communicate with Hachishaku-sama.
Through daily interaction and several dangerous and exciting battles.
The two of them had long regarded Hachishaku as a companion.
Could Yoru really have eaten Hachishaku-sama on an impulse?
Given his almost crazy cruel attitude towards evil spirits...
Not impossible!
The more Rio and Miko thought about it, the more terrified they felt.
They didn't know the reason Hachishaku didn't appear was that she was filled too full and turned into a cream puff.
Evil spirits also have limits.
While Miko and Rio were talking about something with solemn expressions, Mai pulled Marin aside secretly and whispered.
"Marin, that costume I mentioned last time..."
"Oh, pajamas?"
"Yes, pajamas."
Mai took out a stack of bills from her bosom and put them into Marin's hand calmly.
"This is labor fee and material cost. Tell me if not enough; just as soon as possible."
Marin didn't decline and accepted the money directly.
After all, she didn't take kickbacks; if there was extra, she would return it to Mai-senpai.
"The production difficulty of the costume isn't high."
Marin said with a smile, then added.
"However, Mai-senpai, I need the size data of various parts of your body."
Mai wondered.
"Various parts? Isn't three sizes enough?"
"Not enough."
Marin shook her head and explained.
"Not just three sizes, but also the sizes of thighs, calves, and neck. This involves those small accessories. If slightly unfit, it feels imperfect."
Hearing the word imperfect, Mai nodded deeply in agreement.
Until now, she and Yoru hadn't taken the final step, only drinking milk several times and using digital postures several times.
Mai couldn't hold back anymore.
She was anxious.
Anxious but anxious, there was only one first time in life; must be very careful and leave a perfect memory.
Just then.
Rio suddenly pulled Miko's sleeve and whispered.
"Do you feel someone watching us in the dark?"
"Hmm?"
Miko frowned, not thinking Rio's reaction was some unfounded illusion.
Getting along for so long, she knew the opponent was always very sensitive to outsiders' gazes due to the experience in junior high school.
Since Rio said so, it proved someone must be observing them in the dark.
"Evil spirit?"
"No."
Rio shook her head, her expression unchanged, calm, as if chatting casually.
"No feeling of twisted malice; should be human."
"Mmhmm, I know."
Miko nodded slightly, then picked up a skirt, compared it on herself, then looked at the clerk.
"Can I try it on?"
The clerk nodded very politely, maintained a proper smile, and made a gesture of invitation.
"Fitting room is this way; please follow me."
After entering the fitting room and locking the door, Miko didn't change into the skirt in her hand but spoke softly.
"Open your eyes, Hyakume."
Hyakume wearing a kimono appeared behind Miko.
"Someone is monitoring us; find them."
Hyakume nodded slightly.
"Okay, I know."
She passed directly through the wall of the fitting room, floating out of the store.
Only Rio, also a spirit medium, could see this scene.
Hyakume floated all the way out of the store. Dozens of eyes on her body observed the surroundings, absolutely not missing any tiny detail.
She noticed a touch of gold revealed behind a green potted plant in the mall.
Hyakume stayed in place first.
Next second, her figure suddenly flashed, appearing in front of that blonde girl almost face to face.
"Hmm... just ordinary shopping?"
The blonde girl squatted on the ground, observing Mai and others in the store carefully, holding a green leaf in her right hand to block her head, simply like a ninja.
Regarding Hyakume's sudden approach, let alone change in expression, she didn't react at all.
"Not a spirit medium?"
Hyakume observed this girl and confirmed this matter.
Even for someone with psychological quality as strong as Miko, if she appeared suddenly in front, even if maintaining expression unchanged, eyes and breathing would inevitably fluctuate slightly.
Judging from the opponent's unchanged demeanor, it only meant this girl was just an ordinary person.
Saying ordinary...
Actually not ordinary.
This girl was very beautiful, blonde hair tied into a side ponytail, dressed very fashionably, having a gyaru style similar to Marin, and with light blue manicures on ten fingers.
Figure, also very proud.
Hyakume extended a hand. The eye on the wrist floated down, peeking inside the opponent's clothes.
Immediately after, she let out a disdainful chuckle.
"Hehe, turns out it's padded."
Hyakume squatted directly beside the blonde girl, wanting to see what the opponent wanted to do next.
The blonde girl was completely unaware that her whereabouts had been exposed. After watching for a while, she took out her phone from her bosom and dialed a number.
After connecting, she spoke in a flat tone.
"Nothing noteworthy today either. People around that guy seem to be just ordinary people, nothing special."
From the other side of the phone came a girl's voice as pleasant as a silver bell but carrying a chill.
"Are the people around the eccentric genius who attracted key attention from Shuchiin authorities and took first place in the Sakura Prefecture Joint Exam but chose to enroll in Sobu High really just a group of ordinary people?"
"Sigh, I say, Ojou-sama (Young Miss)."
The blonde girl sighed helplessly holding her forehead and complained.
"Don't tell me you have some special interest in that guy? Apart from that abnormal sports performance, really nothing special."
"Is it possible that the opponent discovered you are monitoring?"
"Absolutely impossible."
The blonde girl pouted.
"I am professional." (Hayasaka Ai).
"Mmhmm, then come back."
Before hanging up, the girl on the other side added a final paragraph.
"Regarding what you just said about special interest..."
"Absolutely none."
"I can use the method of losing deliberately to integrate into the group, but learning is an exception."
"As the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family, I absolutely cannot lose to anyone in learning."
"Even if the opponent is first in the Joint Exam..."
"I must win too."
....
Two hours later, inside the Super-Quant Club room.
"Done."
Hearing Yoru's words, Yukino put down the book in her hand, walked to his side, held her hair with her left hand, bent slightly, and looked at the computer screen.
There was indeed a completed webpage introducing the club's main purpose of helping Sobu High students solve difficulties.
But the contact information at the bottom almost made Yukino, who always had a cold face and no emotional fluctuation, burst into laughter.
[Contact Person: Hiratsuka Shizuka, Email Address: xxxxxxxxx]
[Contact Person 2: Shizuka-chan (Cute Shizuka), Email Address: Same as above]
[Contact Person 3: Violent single old woman nearly thirty who likes smoking, Email Address: Same as first]