It’s Like Hosting a Party

"There's someone in a rush doing unpaid things for you. You're very popular, second-ranked."

Fuutarou sitting in the front row, heard everything, turned, and said this mockingly.

Of course, he might just be talking casually as usual and unintentionally provoking Shinichi.

But either way, his face naturally looked sarcastic, and no matter what he said, Shinichi would feel displeased because he felt insulted.

This is what's called the [Guilty Appearance Judgment Principle].

"Okay."

Not wanting to lose, Shinichi smiled and said to him in a friendly tone, "If you also want to participate, just let me know. Since you're in the front row, I'll surely help you open the 'back door.'"

He emphasized the two words "back door," making the whole sentence sound dangerous.

Fuutarou seemed to have a very sharp intuition, unable to hold back his trembling, turned pale, looked back, and stopped staring at him.

"Even though I don't understand, you must be saying something disgusting... That's enough. I'll definitely change my seat next semester!"

"Because you're disgusting." Shinichi's expression changed, and he snorted in disgust, "Why don't you just change your seat and move to another class? I think Class B suits you."

"Then we'll be lowered in rank... Tsk." Before he finished complaining, Fuutarou clicked his tongue, closed his mouth because he was too lazy to pay attention, and continued looking at his flashcards.

But clearly, this was the guy who provoked him first. Shinichi really doubted if Fuutarou had evolved in the wrong direction. They've known each other for half a year and were considered friends in name only, yet this gloomy guy's attitude was still very bad.

Hachiman is much better than him. Is this the difference between being accompanied by a beautiful girl or not?

The government really needs to give a beautiful girl to this awkward and lonely guy to maintain his positive and healthy mindset.

Shinichi shook his head, stopping himself from thinking about these unimportant things. Instead, he focused on the "speech interview" between the two after school tomorrow.

One was his student, and the other was a permanent secretary and half his student. Regardless of the final performance results, he had to act like a real interviewer and provide feedback to both of them similar to their results.

This was a big challenge for Shinichi, who had little interview experience.

At most, he just went to work and watched some interviews in the company while delivering materials.

"So, how did they prepare for it..."

Shinichi thought hard.

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The next day.

After school, because both girls said they needed final preparations, Shinichi went to the study room to wait.

Although it was an interview, to avoid being taken too seriously, Shinichi reminded them beforehand that they didn't need to worry about clothing and makeup, as long as it was the same as usual.

Anyway, Itsuki and Fumino usually looked good, so fixing their appearance now was pointless. Shinichi wasn't a lustful and perverted person; no matter how good they looked dressed up or made up, it wouldn't affect the interview's outcome.

Shinichi's sought-after interview was connotation, knowledge, and generosity, not shallow youth beauty, slim figures, slender waists, long legs, and plump breasts.

Then, he imagined the two girls wearing business attire and black stockings. Shinichi found that it seemed not bad to be superficial.

"With seriousness..."

He immediately erased the high-definition image in his mind, walked to the sofa in the study room, sat facing the door, and started sorting out the materials he would use later.

After a while, when Shinichi saw the time and felt they were a bit late, knocks on the door finally sounded.

"Please come in."

The door wasn't locked. Shinichi put his hand on his knee, assumed a relaxed position, and smiled perfectly. Looking at the door opening.

"Welcome... Huh?!"

Shinichi opened his mouth in surprise, and his graceful posture disappeared.

The group of girls entering completely ignored their surprise and entered the originally quiet room.

"Ah, Shinichi, long time no see~"

Ichika waved her hand and smiled meaningfully.

"Is this where you usually study? How fun."

Nino looked around at the furniture in the study room and showed sincere admiration.

"Actually, there's manga. Is this a special class..."

Miku murmured, clenched her fist, and seemed to have a desire to rob the rich and give it to the poor.

"Ah, I applied for that one. Studying constantly makes me dizzy, so I just want to relax with some recreational items!"

Fumino proudly puffed up her chest, looking around.

"I feel that studying here will be very efficient."

Itsuki said a bit enviously, and Rizu beside her nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, I can concentrate on thinking more than when I study at home... But I won't give it to others here."

"I-I didn't mean to steal it!"

"Huh? Is this place up for grabs? Then I want to apply~"

"Eh?! No! We can use this study room specifically for the student council because we got permission from Sensei!"

After Fumino suddenly stated her reason, Mafuyu who happened to be passing by, frowned slightly, stopped holding the lesson plan, and looked toward the people inside the door.

"What are you agreeing to? Besides, noisy conversations are not allowed in the study room. You two must either leave immediately or close the door before talking... No!"

She suddenly reacted, her sharp and cold gaze passed through all six girls, piercing towards Shinichi.

"Abuse of power. Asada-kun, you better explain the current situation. Depending on the severity, I will ask the school to revoke your right to use the study room."

"Current situation?"

After recovering from his confusion, Shinichi said with a gentle expression.

"Sorry, I also want to ask."

He tried hard to suppress the urge to complain in his heart and said helplessly to the girls in front of him.

"Close the door and come in, and tell me what happened first."

Shinichi stood up, causing Ichika who originally wanted to sit next to him, to puff up her cheeks and glare at his back.

Pretending not to notice, Shinichi looked at Mafuyu and said with a strange expression.

"Sensei, why are you here too?"

Mafuyu glanced at the closed door, then at the beautiful girls in the room, and answered coldly:

"Reason. As I said before, I need to know what you guys are doing in the school study room to avoid a situation where student council members misuse their power."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you make tea."

Shinichi gave up, looking at Mafuyu's unsatisfied expression, and walked toward the tea set.

In the end, he only made a cup of tea for himself, Fumino, Itsuki, and Mafuyu.