Suzuki Toru smiled slightly, "One person can't do it, but two people might."
Kamuro Masumi looked at him suspiciously. Was this guy planning to cooperate with her?
And so, she then heard Suzuki Toru say something baffling.
"Kamuro-san, I can give you ten thousand private points, but in exchange, you have to let me see your panties."
"Huh?"
At first, Kamuro Masumi thought she misheard, but Suzuki Toru immediately repeated it considerately, and her expression froze instantly.
A look of obvious disgust appeared on her face, as if she was looking at some non-recyclable trash, and her eyes were filled with ice.
"Disgusting."
Without any emotion, Kamuro Masumi coldly spat out two words. This was a normal reaction for most girls.
"Ding! Wish fully realized—treated like trash by Kamuro-san!"
"Gained…"
Suzuki Toru ignored these and continued to raise his offer, "Twenty thousand points. If it's not enough, I can add more."
"Unbelievable. You actually have the courage to say something like that to a girl in this place. I could totally accuse you of sexual harassment!"
Kamuro Masumi herself didn't have a good temper, and hearing his outrageous words, she just wanted to stay as far away from this guy as possible.
"If anything from the school can be bought, and we are also students of this school, shouldn't we be considered part of the school?" Suzuki Toru thought for a while, "If I can gather enough points, maybe I can buy the right to use a certain student."
Hearing "right to use," coupled with his thoughtful expression, Kamuro Masumi was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but exclaim in annoyance, "How could such a thing exist? That's completely criminal!"
Suzuki Toru smiled slightly, "If both parties are willing, who can judge it as a crime? Besides, I don't plan to commit any criminal acts."
"Anyone who can say such a thing is definitely a perverted criminal!"
"I thought you wouldn't care about this."
"Hey, hey, what do you mean by that?" Kamuro Masumi's face darkened, "I'm a girl, after all. Why shouldn't I care about this?"
Suzuki Toru pondered, "If you're unwilling, we can change the condition. You can call me Master, and I will help you become the uncrowned king of this school."
"Who would want something like that? How boring. I'm going back."
Kamuro Masumi glared at him fiercely, completely unable to understand what he was thinking.
As soon as she dropped those words, Kamuro Masumi turned and left, not wanting to continue with his trash talk.
Suzuki Toru, however, didn't feel any sense of loss.
The more disgusted Kamuro Masumi was, the better.
Because if there was a chance, Suzuki Toru wouldn't mind fulfilling another similar wish.
"Want to see Kamuro Masumi lift her skirt with a disgusted expression, revealing a girl's purity with shame."
No matter how many times he looked, these wishes were indeed perverted, even more so than in the previous world.
Although he said that, the next task was to slowly organize these wishes and select the parts that could be fulfilled at the moment.
Suzuki Toru couldn't help but glance at a few boys who were about to leave, one of whom, with an expressionless face, stood out.
At the same time, a wish floated past his eyes.
"Make Ayanokoji wear women's clothing!"
It was indeed perverted, but before that, he had to focus his energy on the Student Council.
Chapter 8: Nagumo Miyabi
After several days of classes, a rare day off finally arrived.
Ichinose Honami hesitated for a while, and with a nervous heart, finally knocked on the door of the Student Council office.
"Please come in."
A gentle voice came from inside the office, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
First, she pushed open the door, and what came into view was a neat and clean environment. Then, bright light passed through the window, gently falling at Ichinose Honami's feet, and she saw a man sitting behind the desk.
The person was not the Student Council President.
"You are Ichinose Honami of Class 1-B, aren't you?" The man smiled, "Nice to meet you. I am Nagumo Miyabi of Class 2-A, and also the Vice President of the Student Council. Please have a seat."
"Thank you." Ichinose Honami sat down stiffly in front of him, clearly very nervous.
This was not because she had stage fright, nor was it because she was afraid of this man.
It was just that remembering how Horikita Manabu had rejected her yesterday when she wanted to join the Student Council, returning here again couldn't help but make her feel uneasy and confused.
"I apologize for suddenly calling you here at this time. Since you are the first freshman to apply to join the Student Council, I'm a bit curious." Nagumo Miyabi smiled, and combined with his refreshing and handsome appearance, he usually attracted the attention of many girls.
However, perhaps due to being too nervous, Ichinose Honami didn't notice this.
"Is there anything specific?"
Nagumo Miyabi observed the girl's appearance: an almost flawless face, soft long hair falling from her shoulders to her slender waist. She sat very straight, which further emphasized her full chest, exceptionally ample.
The girl's legs were pressed together, black stockings covering her slender calves, vaguely revealing delicate, fair skin. Beneath her skirt, her snow-white thighs were exposed, slightly plump.
He was very satisfied. Even he, who had seen many beauties, couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart when faced with such a girl.
If he had such a private item by his side, he would surely feel pleasant in his future life.
"What did the Student Council President tell you?"
"He said it wasn't the right time yet…" Ichinose Honami replied somewhat dejectedly.
A slight smile curved Nagumo Miyabi's lips. As expected, Horikita Manabu would not allow any freshmen to join the Student Council at this stage.
Because Horikita Manabu was about to retire, and by next semester, he would be the Student Council President, and the entire Student Council would be his for the taking.
At this point in time, the Class 1 freshmen couldn't contend with him; they either shamefully fled or joined him.
So, when he heard that a freshman had knocked on the Student Council office door, he immediately became interested.
Especially after seeing the freshman's appearance, Nagumo Miyabi felt a long-lost urge to act, and immediately informed the other party to come over today.
"I heard you joined the Student Council in middle school, and were even the Student Council President?" Nagumo Miyabi said unhurriedly.
"Yes, that's why I also want to join the Student Council now." As she spoke, Ichinose Honami's gaze slightly shifted, not meeting his eyes.
"I heard from your homeroom teacher, Hoshinomiya-sensei, that your entrance exam results were also outstanding." Nagumo Miyabi had clearly done some prior investigation, "To be honest, you are quite an excellent talent."
"But… Horikita-senpai didn't approve my application." Ichinose Honami forced a smile. She recalled yesterday's interview again, feeling a deep, unspeakable shame for herself.
"Horikita-senpai is a very strict person. It's probably because you weren't assigned to Class A that he put your recruitment on hold." Nagumo Miyabi began to mislead her.
"Huh? Because I'm not in Class A?"
"That's right. In this school, only Class A students are the most excellent. You should have gathered some information over the past few days, right?"
Hearing this, Ichinose Honami recalled her recent experiences: asking her homeroom teacher about "what are class points" on the day of admission, only to receive a joking, perfunctory answer, and the fragmented information she had heard from upperclassmen these past few days.
Especially the disdain directed at Class C and Class D, as if they were viewed as trash.
"So, to join the Student Council, you can only be a Class A student?" Ichinose Honami's voice carried a hint of bitterness.
Nagumo Miyabi noticed her expression, and the smile on his face grew more intense.
It was the first month of freshman year, and the school had already issued a ban to upperclassmen, forbidding them from revealing information about the school.
At this moment, there was also a camera on the ceiling.
But these things didn't affect him. As long as he spent some points to have the school turn off the surveillance for this period of time, no one would know what he had done here.
"When we first enrolled, the school had already divided us into different classes based on our merits and demerits. Excellent students would stay in Class A, while other students could only stay in the other three classes. This is a destined fact."
He stated a cruel fact, and Ichinose Honami's smile gradually disappeared.
"Ichinose, actually, I used to be a Class B student just like you, and at that time, I also submitted an application to the Student Council." Nagumo Miyabi smiled slightly, then changed the subject, "But the Student Council President at that time wasn't Horikita-senpai, but a third-year senior from last year. He was the Vice President, and he was the only one who opposed my joining the Student Council from beginning to end."
At first, Ichinose Honami was somewhat surprised, but the more she listened, the more her spirits dimmed.
Nagumo Miyabi suppressed his emotions and continued, "Also, I knew that my talent was no worse than those in Class A, so I frankly confessed everything about myself to the Student Council without any concealment, both my excellent qualities and the reasons that might have caused the school to place me in Class B."
"Confess everything without concealment?" Ichinose Honami felt confused, "The reason the school placed you in Class B… what was Nagumo-senpai's reason?"
"It's about how you decide now, not for me to answer you, Ichinose." Nagumo Miyabi smiled, secretly preparing to record under the table.
Ichinose Honami fell silent.
"Please think carefully. Normally, with your talent, you would most likely be a Class A student. Why would the school place you in Class B?" Nagumo Miyabi continued to mislead the ignorant girl. At this point, she would only know a little information, but not too much, making it easier for her to fall into the trap. "I think there must be some reason. As the Vice President of the Student Council, as long as you can make me believe you have the corresponding ability, I can make an exception and let you join the Student Council."
Ichinose Honami showed a conflicted expression.
"Should I say it here?"
"Yes, don't worry. Of course, I won't tell anyone. Your secret will only be between the two of us."
Seemingly having made up her mind, under Nagumo Miyabi's smile, Ichinose Honami finally spoke.
"I… I am a criminal."
The girl who had once lost trust now wanted to regain the trust of others. She could only choose to believe Nagumo Miyabi.
Chapter 9: You Wouldn't Want Everyone to Know, Would You?
In the Student Council office, where only the two of them were present, Ichinose Honami slowly told everything.
"My family is a single-parent family. I live with my mother and my sister, who is two years younger than me. Even though our family isn't well-off, I still feel very happy."
"Because I didn't have money to go to high school, I kept studying hard, wanting to get a full tuition waiver. Even though I became the top student in the entire grade in my third year of middle school… however, my mother suddenly fell ill from overwork."
"At that time, my sister's birthday was approaching. She never asked my mother or me for any birthday presents. When she was in her first year of middle school, she could have been more demanding, but she kept enduring all along."
"But she finally wanted to buy something for the first time, a popular hair clip from last year… I still remember my mother apologizing on her sickbed, and my sister's crying expression. I couldn't blame her at all."
At this point, her expression was filled with immense pain.
"So, I went to the store after school on her birthday… anyway, there are many people in this world doing bad things, and a hair clip priced at over ten thousand yen isn't a big deal… We've been enduring until now, there's no need to be blamed…"
Nagumo Miyabi curled his lips. What an easy woman to deceive, but that was even better.
"So, you stole it?"
"Yes, I stole the hair clip my sister wanted." Ichinose Honami smiled self-deprecatingly, "No matter what the legitimate reason, in the end, a criminal act is a criminal act. It's a sin that will never disappear no matter how much you repent."
Nagumo Miyabi almost burst out laughing, but he had to forcibly suppress his amusement: "I see, it's indeed something worth serious consideration."
Ichinose Honami lowered her eyes. In her view, these words were equivalent to a death sentence.
"This kind of reason is difficult to get Horikita-senpai's approval, but for me, it's not a particularly difficult problem." Nagumo Miyabi whispered, "As a reward for your honesty, I will let you join the Student Council."
"Can someone like me really join?" Ichinose Honami seemed a bit incredulous, as she was just a criminal.
"Of course, there's no problem, after all, you are an excellent student yourself." Nagumo Miyabi instinctively licked his lips. Such a beautiful vase should naturally be kept by his side, to be cherished at any time.
"Thank you, Nagumo-senpai!" Ichinose Honami stood up and bowed deeply to him, almost shedding tears. Everyone at this school was indeed very kind.
Nagumo Miyabi's eyes sparkled. How should he use this girl next?
According to the information currently gathered, Ichinose Honami was the top student in the entrance exam, possessing remarkably excellent academic ability.
And she was undoubtedly the central figure of Class 1-B. She was the class leader for the entire class and was welcomed by her classmates on the day of admission.
Whether in terms of interpersonal skills or her own talent, Ichinose Honami was an excellent student.
However, for Nagumo Miyabi, none of this mattered. What mattered was that Ichinose Honami was a very beautiful vase.
Perhaps he should collect some interest first and make her his girlfriend?
Unfortunately, before he could think deeper, the office door was pushed open again.
"Tsk, so the Student Council can be entered through the back door?"
The moment he heard the voice, Nagumo Miyabi's expression changed. He suddenly looked towards the door.
A boy appeared before him, his face calm, seemingly holding something in his hand.
Nagumo Miyabi said coldly, "What's your name? Don't you know this is the Student Council office? How dare you barge in without my permission?"
"Class 1-A, Suzuki Toru."