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Chapter 345: Aoko’s School Life

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Aoko’s School Life

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Thump! Thump! Thump!

Heavy footsteps echoed through the halls of Misaki Private High.

The high school students, who had been laughing and joking in the hallway, saw Aoko and, as if their throats had been suddenly squeezed, fell silent, their gazes filled with terror as they watched her stride past.

Aoko, her face dark, a heavy, low-pressure aura surrounding her, tossed her silky brown hair and strode towards the student council room.

Just then, the door to a classroom in the hallway opened, and a man in a suit, wearing black-framed glasses and carrying a briefcase, emerged. Seeing Aoko, he froze for a moment.

"Miss Aozaki, didn’t you take the morning off to see a doctor? Why do you look so pale? Do you need to take another leave of absence?"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Yamashiro." Aoko shot him a cold glance and continued on her way.

Mr. Yamashiro turned, watched her retreating back, opened his mouth, then shrugged helplessly.

After Aoko had ascended the stairs, the hallway remained silent for several minutes, then erupted in a cacophony of chatter.

"My god, what’s with that demon student council president today?"

"Who knows? She even ignored a teacher. Nope, I’m laying low today."

"Heh heh, maybe she’s on her period?"

"Could be!!"

Lewd laughter echoed through the hallway.

Just then, a boy turned to his trembling best friend and asked, a puzzled look on his face, "Yamada, what’s wrong with you?"

Yamada, wearing a white mask, coughed and said, his voice strange, "I think I know why."

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Bang—!

Aoko kicked open the student council room door, tossed her hair, and walked into the empty classroom, pulling out a folding chair and sitting down.

"I’m so pissed!!!" Aoko said, leaning back in the chair, grabbing her hair, her face a mask of frustration.

The thought of her target treating her like a fallen maiden made her feel like her heart was about to explode.

Not only had she failed to silence him, but she’d also lost her precious, sixteen-year-old first kiss. Damn it, that was a treasure reserved for the future boyfriend she actually liked!!!!

"That guy, who does he think he is? The savior of young women? And he had the nerve to shove this at me!" Aoko said, tugging at her bangs, her face a mask of annoyance as she pulled a black wallet, now bearing a faint footprint, from her school uniform jacket pocket.

"...It’s thick!" Aoko squeezed the wallet, her brow furrowed slightly, a surprised look on her face.

Her slender fingers delved into the wallet, pulling out all the cash.

The sound of rustling bills slowly filled the empty student council room.

"Hiss!!! Where did that guy get all this money? It’s one million seven hundred thousand yen! That’s more than my living expenses for six years." Aoko grinned, counting the bills, her azure eyes fixated on the face of Fukuzawa Yukichi, her entire being radiating the aura of a money-grubber.

Just then, a high school boy with short, brown hair entered through the kicked-open classroom door. "Aozaki, the first and second years are at each other’s throats. Are you going to go stop them?"

"Arguing? Can’t you see I’m counting my money? Tsukiji, you’re the vice president. Can’t you handle something as trivial as an argument?" Aoko’s eyelid twitched. She turned her head, her voice sharp as she scolded Tsukiji Tobimaru, the student council vice president.

"..."

Tsukiji stared, dumbfounded, at the large stack of bills in Aoko’s hands.

"What, never seen money before?" Aoko waved the bills, teasing the stunned Tsukiji.

"Well, what are they fighting about?" Aoko said, putting the bills back in the wallet and carefully placing it in her jacket pocket.

"Yamada from the first year said he saw you... soliciting in the city center this morning," Tsukiji said, his lip twitching, his voice filled with disbelief.

The smile on Aoko’s face and the movement of her hands froze.

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Outside the first-year, Class C classroom.

"You’re messing with us, Yamada. That president is a demon who slapped a third-year senior for confessing to her!" a boy said, his face a mask of disbelief.

A pure and beautiful face, coupled with a handsome and beautiful way of doing things, Aoko Aozaki was the absolute number one beauty of Misaki Private High.

If not for her impulsive and irritable temper, and her overly powerful martial arts skills, the line of her pursuers would probably stretch from the classroom to the school gate.

But now, someone was saying that the student council president, a beauty and a martial artist, was soliciting. This explosive news had spread throughout the campus in just ten minutes, and many upperclassmen had come to question Yamada about the truth.

And he was one of them.

"I really saw it. The guy was a silver-haired young man in a black overcoat. The handsome type," Yamada said, looking at the muscular senior before him, swallowing hard, and quickly spilling the beans.

"Oh, and their meeting place was the alley next to the Phileas Hotel. The play was a quickie, and it was the president who initiated it," Yamada said, the words tumbling out of his mouth.

The entire hallway fell silent.

"I’m not lying, you have to believe me!" Yamada said, his voice filled with excitement as he addressed the stunned senior.

"Ah, my hemorrhoids are acting up. I need to go to the hospital," a bystander said, clutching his stomach and running towards the stairs.

"Damn it, I hurt my muscles lifting weights yesterday. I need to go to the infirmary," the senior in front of Yamada said, clutching his arm in pain, and ran off without looking back.

The surrounding students all scattered, using excuses like ’my cat got into a car accident’ and ’I left the faucet on at home.’

Clang—! Clang—!

The windows of the first-year, Class C classroom were slammed shut, and a group of terrified students quickly pulled down the blinds.

Yamada stared, dumbfounded, at the crowd that had scattered in three seconds, until he heard the sound of cracking knuckles.

Yamada turned his head, trembling. He saw Aozaki, a smile on her face, cracking her knuckles.

Yamada shivered, and his pants were suddenly soaked by a torrent of water. But he couldn’t be bothered with that now.

"Listen to my... explanation..."

"Soliciting, were you?" A knee slammed into Yamada’s stomach, and the one-hundred-and-twenty-pound body instantly doubled over, his feet leaving the ground.

Thwack—!

"A quickie, was it?" An elbow crashed into Yamada’s back, and the body, which had been about to take flight, was slammed to the floor by the vicious blow.

Aoko tossed her hair and glared at the row of heads peeking around the corner.

"Run, she’s going to kill us!!!"

"How could that T-Rex be soliciting!!"

"That guy Yamada, he’s playing with his life!!!"

Desperate cries and the sound of falling echoed from the corner.

Aoko, her face dark, stepped over Yamada’s body and returned to her classroom. At the end, she even came back and kicked him a few more times.

After Aoko had left.

A panicked shout suddenly rang out. "Call an ambulance!!!"

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6 PM, the door to the Kuonji residence was pushed open.

"You’re back, Aoko," Alice said, her tone flat, as she addressed the figure at the living room entrance.

Then, she saw a ’demon.’

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