Chapter 51: I Won’t Give Way Again, Senpai~

“Knock, knock, knock~ Is anyone there?”

Kaori Onishi mimicked the sound of knocking with her mouth, then squeezed her head through the door gap, curiously looking at the two people inside.

“Eh… I thought you two would be entangled together.”

She obviously has her own thoughts, but still helps me out?

You bastard!

Yuki Asahi was caught in a gloomy mood and didn’t notice Kaori Onishi’s words.

The three of them worked together to clean up the club activity room.

Kaori Onishi pulled out a form and handed it to Jiang Jian Yue to sign in the Minister column.

Jiang Jian Yue signed her name, and Kaori Onishi couldn’t help but cheer.

“Hooray, the ‘Supernatural Club’ is officially established! So what’s our club activity for today, Minister?”

Shouldn’t this be your job to think about?

I’m just a signing machine.

Jiang Jian Yue pondered for a long time, then spoke.

“Study.”

There were still more than ten days before the end-of-term exam for the second semester.

As students, if we don’t study properly, are we supposed to play around and date in the club all day?

“Eh… Senpai, you’re so boring.”

By the way, aren’t you the class president? Why do you think studying is boring?

Kaori Onishi slumped her shoulders and shifted her target to Yuki Asahi again.

“Hey, hey, Yuki-kun, let’s think about our club activities?”

Yuki Asahi was leaning on the desk with his hand supporting his face, looking at the bright sunlight outside.

He blinked and hesitantly spoke.

“I think studying is good too.”

“We’re doomed, this club.”

Kaori Onishi held her head and flopped onto the table.

The three of them sat silently around the meeting table, which was made by pushing several desks together.

A phone ringtone broke the silence.

“Sorry, the special response team is looking for me. I have to leave first.”

Yuki Asahi glanced at his new phone and stood up.

“Okay, Yuki-kun, go ahead. Our hero, do your best.”

Yuki Asahi’s cheeks turned slightly red.

“What hero…”

He muttered.

After he left, only two girls remained in the activity room, glaring at each other.

“Ehehe, Senpai…”

It was the first time the two had been alone together.

Even though Kaori Onishi was a MAX-level extrovert, she still felt awkward for some reason.

Mainly because Jiang Jian Yue rarely spoke, and when she did, it always killed the mood.

“Do you like Yuki?”

A shocking statement.

Jiang Jian Yue’s single sentence made the awkward atmosphere even more awkward.

“W-w-what! N-n-no way!”

Kaori Onishi instantly started stuttering, her face turning red as if she’d been cooked—this was definitely suspicious.

“I just think Yuki-kun is kind of cool, and I like his personality. He’s cute too… Ugh, what am I saying…”

Realizing her slip, Kaori Onishi patted her cheeks and slumped on the desk.

“Jiang Jian Senpai, don’t worry, I won’t steal Yuki-kun from you.”

A muffled voice came out, tinged with a faint sense of loss.

That’s exactly why I can’t be at ease.

You say you won’t steal Yuki Asahi, but if one day he confesses to you—judging by his personality, if he’s rejected, he’ll definitely disappear from my sight, right?

At that point, we wouldn’t even be able to be friends.

“It’s fine.”

Jiang Jian Yue stared at the news on her phone, not even lifting her head.

“If you like someone… go after them.”

“Eh?”

Kaori Onishi raised her head in surprise, the pink on her face not yet fading.

“Jiang Jian Senpai… Isn’t it you who likes Yuki-kun?”

Who said that?

Did I ever act like I liked him?

Assuming other people’s feelings on your own, Kaori, you really are on your high horse.

“Just friends.”

“…Ugh, so it really was my misunderstanding.”

Kaori Onishi covered her mouth, suddenly enlightened, but then seemed to think of something and continued.

“But Yuki-kun might really like Senpai, though.”

That little Chuunan Yuki Asahi had already written his shyness all over his face.

Anyone could tell.

He probably thinks he’s hiding his feelings well.

Jiang Jian Yue didn’t comment, only frowning slightly.

“Um… So, if Senpai doesn’t like Yuki-kun… then…”

Kaori Onishi said awkwardly.

“Then I’ll try going after Yuki-kun.”

“Senpai, are you really okay with it?”

Why are you discussing this with me?

Jiang Jian Yue felt a little annoyed.

She suspected it was Kaori Onishi’s endless questions that annoyed her—this was one of the reasons she hated kids.

“If I really end up with Yuki-kun, I won’t give him up anymore, Senpai~”

Kaori Onishi’s sunny smile was a bit dark—definitely a white lotus.

Jiang Jian Yue waved her hand nonchalantly.

“Do as you like.”

“Hehe, thank you, Senpai. Great, now I feel relieved.”

Kaori Onishi let out a sigh of relief and hummed a little tune, already dreaming of the future.

***

Jiang Jian Yue left the school, with Koji Hattori following behind.

Martial Law would last until tomorrow, but there were already few armed personnel on the streets, and not even the sound of gunfire could be heard.

“Missy, let me carry that for you.”

Koji Hattori offered, somewhat fawningly, to help with her bag, but was refused with a shake of the head.

The two of them walked to the car, and Jiang Jian Yue suddenly stopped, seeing a red-haired young man in the distance.

Long Yin was leaning against the railing, waving at her.

Jiang Jian Yue waved back, signaling for him to come over and talk.

Long Yin was momentarily stunned, glancing around warily as he approached the car.

Koji Hattori looked puzzled.

Did Missy know this person?

Would a high school girl know someone from the underworld?

“Emi…”

Slap—

Long Yin had just opened his mouth when he was suddenly slapped, clutching his burning cheek in bewilderment.

What’s going on? Why did she suddenly slap me?

Koji Hattori was even more confused.

What happened? Is this a masochist Missy picked up and trained outside?

Jiang Jian Yue took out her phone and typed in her memo.

“Why did you install a Listening Bug in my room?”

Long Yin suddenly understood and hurried to explain.

“I was going to remove it right away, but something came up and delayed me.”

That’s not answering the question.

“Get in.”

“Eh?”

Long Yin got into the car stiffly, sitting at the far right of the back seat, with Koji Hattori in the middle and Jiang Jian Yue on the far left.

In the front passenger seat, Morita Aoya glanced at Long Yin with suspicion but said nothing, gesturing for the driver to go.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocating—at least for Long Yin.

He regretted getting in.

This was bad.

He was in dangerous territory.

Long Yin knew that the bodyguard beside him, Koji Hattori, had a Heart Worm in its parasitic stage.

In his view, there must be some organization behind Jiang Jian Yue—not a public group like the Dawn Resources Group, but a deeper, superhuman organization that existed before the Destruction of GPRI.

So he assumed Morita Aoya in the front seat, and even the driver, were all superhumans.

Four against one, he had no chance of resisting.

Until the car stopped in front of the Jiang Jian apartment, Long Yin got out with unease in his heart.