Chapter 135 Changing Their Cultural Festival
In the deserted staff room, Shimizu Mitsuki sat at Hoshinomiya Mitsuki's desk.

The spring breeze ruffled the curtains.

The wind blew in from the slightly open window, and the curtains fluttered up, revealing the red cumulus clouds outside the window.

After this scene repeated two or three times, Qing Shuijian couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his neck.

Sure enough, according to the conclusions drawn from multiple experiments, the most comfortable way to sleep is to hold your neck with both hands and fall on the table.

Doing this will prevent marks from being left on your face, but the downside is that your neck and shoulders will hurt terribly.

Moreover, this sleeping method can only bring extremely shallow sleep, and coupled with the ergonomic posture, the feeling of physical exhaustion almost reaches its peak.

Qingshuijian, who had slept in this position for nearly forty minutes in the last class, gently tapped his shoulders and neck.

At this moment, a stronger wind blew in, and the window creaked and vibrated.

The curtains behind him were blown up by the wind, making a rustling sound that kept playing with his face in the clear water.

His patience was almost worn out. Shimizu waited in the office for nearly ten minutes but there was no sign of Hoshinomiya Mitsuki. The teachers of other classes had already gone to their respective classes to prepare for class.

The wind blowing in is annoying, but aren't curtains too easily affected? Do you have any opinions of your own? The only things that can be blown up by the wind are the skirts of cute girls.

Just as she was thinking about skirts, a skirt appeared in the corner of Qingshuijian's sight - a black hip skirt that tightly wrapped around her hips, letting the wind tease her.

The owner of this skirt was none other than Hoshinomiya Mitsuki who happened to open the office door and walk in.

"Where have you been?"

Shimizumi moved his eyes slowly from the hips upwards, and Hoshinomiya Mitsuki, who was wearing a chiffon shirt and a black hip skirt, came into view.

Shimizu Mi noticed that there was something strange about Hoshinomiya Mitsuki today, and soon discovered that she was wearing a pair of small strappy high heels, which was rare today, making her look taller.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Hoshinomiya Mitsuki showed a slightly surprised look.

Because the seat was occupied by Shimizu Mi, he thought Hoshinomiya Mitsuki would ask him to move away. However, he saw that Hoshinomiya Mitsuki used her tall figure to easily press her buttocks on the edge of the desk, with an elegant and seductive posture.

"Mizuki, what are your plans?"

Qing Shuijian tried hard to restrain his gaze from moving downwards and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean by that? You ignored the students' opinions and acted on your own. Can I report you to the Education Office?"

Although Shimizu Mi would not actually do that, he felt that he had some right to complain about being assigned such a troublesome job as an executive committee member for no apparent reason.

In fact, Shimizu Mi had no objection to participating in the preparations for the class's cultural festival. No matter where he was assigned or what kind of work he was assigned, it made no difference to him. Even if the nature of the work was insignificant, Shimizu Mi was willing to accept it silently.

But even so, wouldn't the person who does that feel guilty about throwing something at him that no one wants to do?
Thinking of this, Shimizu looked at Hoshinomiya Mizuki unceremoniously.

"Why do you push this trouble onto me?"

Although the students in the class are not lacking in interest in the cultural festival activities, Shimizu Miyabi believes that many people are ready to make the event a success with great enthusiasm.

It’s just that they hope to work hard in different places and show their strengths.

If possible, everyone always wants to do their part in class or in the club.

It's human nature to want to work together with good friends towards the same goal, and to want to spend a touching carnival with the opposite sex you secretly love.

But the problem now is that Shimizu Miki doesn't like standing in front of everyone. At least in terms of personality, he is not suitable to be an executive committee member to lead everyone.

"It couldn't be helped. Class was almost over and no one had decided who to appoint. The list of executive committee members for each class had to be submitted right away, so I simply appointed you to the position."

"Then can't you assign it to someone else, like Iori..."

Shimizu Mi directly brought out Amamiya Iori, whose excellence, leadership, and usual character were recognized by her classmates.

If you choose her, no one will have any objections.

"Amamiya-san? Of course I chose her. But this event needs one male and one female committee member, and you didn't have any objections when I chose you."

Well, I really have no problem with that. Of course I have no problem with falling asleep!

However, it is indeed Shimizu Mitsuki's fault that he sleeps in class, so he cannot complain about it. But as a teacher, how could Hoshinomiya Mitsuki not notice this at the podium?

"Who told you to stand me up last time..."

There was a subtle hint of complaint in Hoshinomiya Mitsuki's mumbling, which quietly reached Shimizumi's ears.

She's still holding a grudge?!

We had made an appointment to go to Hoshinomiya Mizuki's house to pick up psychology books, but she broke the appointment twice. This was also something that Shimizu felt bad about. However, he thought that she had calmed down after being assigned to the cleaning meeting last time. He didn't expect that she was still thinking about it.

"You really want me to go to your house?"

Qingshui Jian just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Hoshinomiya Mitsuki's reaction was beyond his expectations.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes evaded, and she stammered:
"How, how is it possible? What are you thinking? I, I just don't like being stood up by others..."

Just as she was thinking that the acting was awful, Qing Shuijian was given a coquettish glare.

"I see. But I have some things to do recently. I will go when I am free later."

"real?"

Probably because this was the third appointment, Hoshinomiya Mitsuki confirmed it once.

"real."

Judging from the various signs in the coffee shop last time, some subtle conflict seems to have arisen between Amamiya Iori and Sakurai Haruka.

Qingshuijian felt that knowing more about psychology might come in handy at some point. Even if it was not useful, it was always good to read more books.

When Qing Shuijian thought of those two people, he couldn't help but sigh and tapped his shoulders which were still a little sore.

"Your shoulder is uncomfortable? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Need not……"

Just when Shimizu was about to refuse, Hoshinomiya Mitsuki, who was sitting on the desk, suddenly changed her sitting posture. Her two beautiful legs in stockings under her hip skirt were elegantly folded together, and her fair and slender hands gently rested on his shoulders.

Shimizu's eyes inevitably fell on her narrow skirt, which revealed half of her sexy thighs in stockings, and her straight and slender calves.

"Is it uncomfortable here?"

Hoshinomiya Mizuki's slender jade fingers gently stroked Shimizu Jian's shoulders like soft feathers, pressing lightly with her fingertips, carefully exploring the sore areas one by one.

“How does it feel here?”

"..."

Under Hoshinomiya Mizuki's massage, Qingshuijian seemed to feel a warm current slowly flowing into his heart, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Shimizu-san, are you listening to me? Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Seeing that Qing Shuijian didn't say anything, Hoshinomiya Mitsuki leaned down slightly and put his forehead against hers. Qing Shuijian was stunned when he saw the plump and attractive body in front of him, and his heart was slightly rippled uncontrollably.

At this moment, the hem of her skirt was facing him, and Hoshinomiya Mitsuki was crossing her legs so boldly that Shimizu Ken wondered if there was some great treasure hidden inside, and he almost had the urge to go up and subdue her.

Huh…the big baby in the zipper almost got excited.

I never thought that such a beautiful and stunning teacher could not find a partner, and was even urged by her family to go on blind dates every day.

Clear water is torn into pieces but no solution is found.

Although there are not many outsiders here, the scene in front of us is very tempting, sexy and attractive.

But this is in a solemn and serious office like the faculty office!

"Mizuki, you are inviting people to commit a crime."

Qing Shuijian pretended to cough.

Hoshinomiya Mitsuki probably realized at this moment that her posture was indecent. She hurriedly put down her legs, sat up straight, and pulled up her skirt to cover herself.

"I, I'll go get you a cup of tea."

Hoshinomiya Mitsuki took this opportunity to stand up, with a blush on her face and her buttocks regretfully leaving the table.

……

After a moment, Hoshinomiya Mitsuki returned to her original expression and walked over with tea.

"I've poured the tea for you, be careful it's hot!"

Qingshui said "Oh" and took a sip of the tea with satisfaction.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that this cultural festival is different from the past. The school has decided to co-host it with a nearby high school."

"Co-organized, with which school?" Qingshuijian asked.

"True Kitada Private High School."

Shin Kitada Private High School is a private high school not far from Kaikawa Ikusei College and is a good-quality private high school.

As far as Shimizu knew, this school was re-established a long time ago by merging two schools. It is not a high school with a very long history, but its students are among the best in Japan. Many big names active in the political and economic circles have sent their children to this school.

And because its predecessor was composed of two schools, it naturally occupies a larger area, has more luxurious equipment, and more beautiful school buildings.

However, whether from the history of the founding of Kaikawa Ikusei Academy or from the timeline of the first week that Shimizu Mi experienced, the school has never co-organized large-scale events such as cultural festivals with other schools.

All things are difficult at the beginning, just like when people do something they are not used to, they will feel much more tired than usual.

The school has never had experience in joint hosting before, and it would definitely be extremely difficult to host an event for the first time like this. Even now, Qingshui Jian can already feel how troublesome this matter is.

After understanding this, Qingshuijian thought that after drinking some tea, he could say goodbye and return to the classroom.

It turned out not to be!
"By the way, you know Haruka Sakurai from the third year, right?"

Suddenly, when Shimizu heard Sakurai Haruka's name from Hoshinomiya Mitsuki, her hand trembled while she was drinking tea, and some tea spilled out.

……

On the third floor, in the conference room.

It is now 3:27 pm and the Cultural Festival Executive Committee will start its operations today.

The meeting time was approaching, and the executive committee members of each class came to the meeting room in twos and threes, with some male and female representatives chatting as they walked.

This conference room is specially provided for use by the Cultural Festival Executive Committee. Its area is about twice that of an ordinary classroom, and its tables and chairs are much more advanced. In fact, it is usually used for teachers' meetings.

At this time, more than half of the people in the conference room have already arrived.

Many girls have formed groups of two or three and are chatting happily. I don’t know whether they were already friends or just got to know each other in such a short time.

If you look closely, you will find that the three heroines of this work, Amamiya Iori, Sakurai Haruka and Ayase Kotone, are also gathered in this conference room.

The president of the society, Kotone Ayase, sat at the top of the bench, pushed her soft black hair behind her ears, her eyes fixed on the paperback in her hand, quietly flipping through line after line of text.

The two girls at the other end of the diagonal line sat together, one on the left and one on the right, tacitly understanding each other.

"Sakurai-senpai, I didn't expect you to join the committee."

Amamiya Iori brought up the topic first, and Sakurai Haruka immediately spoke up, not wanting to be outdone.

"I only came here because I lost the rock-paper-scissors game. I'm not like Amamiya-san, who was elected by everyone because of her outstanding reputation in the class, right?"

"How could that be? Actually, I was assigned here by the teacher because everyone in the class was afraid of trouble and kept pushing it off."

"By the way, Sakurai-senpai, can I just call you 'Haruka-sister'?"

"Of course it's no problem. It's okay to just call me Haruka. I'm only one year older than you anyway. It doesn't make any difference."

"Is that really okay? Then you can just call me "Iori" from now on."

"I see."

"Oh yeah, I saw a really interesting animal movie last night. The kittens in it were so cute. Do you want to watch it together?"

Amemiya Iori took out a cell phone from her uniform. Ayase Kotone, who was sitting in front of her, seemed to move her ears and glanced over here.

"Yeah, sure."

Sakurai Haruka moved slightly and came closer.

"Look, look, this little wild cat with golden patterns looks just like Sakurai-san! Now I have one more person I can imitate!"

"That's annoying! Amamiya-chan is such a joker~! It's so funny, don't you think the little fox in the latter part is more like Amamiya-chan? Especially the part about seducing other men, the most~similar!"

Two dark demon flowers that are competing insidiously for beauty are enjoying the irony and sarcasm... It's tiring just to watch.

As the meeting time approached, more and more people arrived and the originally whispering conversations turned into a noisy scene.

Every time someone opened the door and came in, everyone looked over, and when they found that it was not someone they knew, they immediately looked away.

That attitude of naturally looking away is really annoying, as if telling the person who comes in "I'm not waiting for you at all" and "I'm not interested in you at all."

However, when the next person came in, everyone's attitude changed.

The moment the door to the conference room opened, the sound of chatting disappeared.

Then, in silence, a boy wearing the uniform of Shin Kitada Private High School entered the room with a shoulder bag on his back.

Judging from his face alone, he is definitely a handsome guy, almost to the point where he perfectly fits the word "handsome guy".

His brown hair was probably slightly permed, and his eyes behind his fashionable glasses were quite straightforward. When he met someone's eyes, he would naturally smile, causing the other person to reflexively return a flattering smile.

However, after this person arrived, Sakurai Haruka's originally delicate face became distorted.

(End of this chapter)