I like witches but I am chased by monsters

"I don't think so, I'm in good health."

"That's all the work."

"Okay, I understand." Aikawa Yusheng who didn't understand at all nodded.

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Meetings are not necessarily life-threatening.

If the line of sight could be condensed into a knife, Aikawa Yusheng estimated that he would have been killed countless times.

The meeting of the student union is attended by all members, so the meeting place is in the lecture hall on the first floor of the club building.

The president, vice president, and Yusheng Aikawa sat in the first row facing everyone.

The ministers and deputy ministers of various departments sat in the first row facing the three of them.

Other ordinary members of the student union sat in the back.

In this way, it seems that the new face of Aichuan Yusheng is out of place. Everyone is a newcomer, and most of them are old people. Why do you just step up to the position next to the president?

Aikawa Yusheng also saw the boy who stood at the door inviting him to join the student union on the day of the recruiting of the club, the eyes at this moment were no longer as kind as those of the same-minded people at that time, and became so sharp.

If he wants to sit in his seat, he must bear the pain. Aichuan Yusheng held the paper and pen, lowered his head and tried to reduce his sense of existence—although no matter what, suddenly there was a boy next to the president who admired and admired him, which made everyone feel uncomfortable. It's hard to accept.

"Let's get started." Amamiya Chiran said lightly, but made the entire lecture hall quiet, "According to the position, each minister will come up to explain the semester plan and arrangement of his department.

Classmate Shi Qing, come first. "

"Okay, on behalf of the discipline department, I would like to explain the department's plan for this semester: adjust and improve the school's existing rules and regulations, because some students used the ambiguity described in the school regulations to take advantage of loopholes last semester. The specific new and improved rules are as follows: .. …”

Amamiya Chiran propped her cheek with her right hand, her eyes were slightly closed, and she listened to the minister's statement quietly. The long hair on her forehead was blown by the breeze, and a few strands of restless hair ran to the corner of her mouth. The girl blew, letting them Shake it up again.

With all the documents brought over in his own hands, Aikawa Yusheng decided to start the assistant work explained on the Internet: meeting minutes, and turned on the recording of the phone.

"120 meters to the right of the south gate of the school, there is a dog hole. Some students will get in from here when they are late. They are currently reporting to the school and it is expected to be repaired in the next day."

Aikawa Yusheng clicked his tongue, even if he was late, he would never go through the dog hole, but you can try to climb the fence at the right rear of the indoor gymnasium.

It is all the knowledge learned in the report.

However, I know that I broke the law, and I am still a member of the student union. After being caught, will Amamiya Chiran impose the death penalty on herself-to punish herself to learn the piano for the rest of her life and then play it to her?

Forget it, if you are late, be late, just write down your name, maybe the disciplinary committee will let me survive—he looks at me now with a very kind look in his eyes.

At first glance, he regarded himself as a good brother.

While recording the content of the meeting in handwriting so scribbled that only he could recognize it, Aikawa Yusheng diverted his thoughts to think about some things.

A familiar rhythm came from his ears, and Aikawa Yusheng subconsciously played the beginning of "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini" subconsciously with the onomatopoeia "Deng".

Wait, where's the rhythm?

Aikawa Yusheng raised his head, and Amamiya Chiran was still propping her cheek with her right hand, looking at the minister who was reporting, and blowing her naughty hair from time to time.

Aikawa Yusheng looked at her cold and fair side face, and once again felt her indifferent charm like moonlight.

It's just that her left hand is hiding behind the triangular stand of 'Student Council President: Chiran Amamiya', and at this moment, she uses the tabletop as a piano key, 'playing' the music.

Damn it, it looks like he's the president of a vegetarian.

As a partner of justice, Aikawa Yusheng naturally couldn't bear it, so he touched Amamiya Chiran's arm with his elbow, and asked righteously:

"President, is the fourth beat wrong?"

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Amamiya Chiran's pitch-black eyes glanced this way, and then turned her gaze forward.

There was no response, Aikawa Yusheng raised his eyebrows, and continued to record wildly.

"This is not what I taught you just now, what I taught you is the beginning, and what you are playing now is the attack." A faint voice, hidden in the minister's introduction, passed on, "Didn't you notice that the beating speed is much faster? "

"Oh, that's it."

It's a pity that I don't have a triangular stand of 'Assistant to the President of the Student Union: Yusheng Aikawa', which is completely unobstructed, and if I wander off, I will be found out, so I can only work as an assistant in peace.

"Give me the pen and paper."

"Here." Pushing the pen and paper to Amamiya Chiran's desk, Aikawa Yusheng was going to see what she was going to write.

The person who was speaking was the chairperson of the sports committee. Seeing that Chiran Amamiya started to record the content, her voice became louder and more vigorous.

'The president who never recorded before started to record for herself, she must like me! The illusion of life like this was born in his heart.

Amamiya Chiran must have some painting skills.

The lines are straight, the curves of the notes are soft and graceful, all the notes are of moderate size, and they look unobtrusive. The final stave is almost the same as that printed by a machine, and the handwriting is as delicate and decent as a human being.

Amamiya Chiran returned the record book with the staff drawn on it to Aikawa Yusheng: "Look at the difference between these two paragraphs, it will help you learn to read music in the future.

I also marked the meaning of each note and dash below, maybe you can learn it in advance. "

Finding differences, isn't it, this is fun, Aikawa Yusheng will.

"......"

Is it inappropriate to draw directly on the meeting minutes?

A quiet environment is helpful to find a different start. It was a bit noisy in the ears. Aikawa Yusheng looked up and watched the chairman of the sports committee spitting and talking about the preparations for the sports festival. It always felt like he added this paragraph out of the script.

The sports festival was still a long time away, so it was understandable to prepare in advance, but he spoke in a mess, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.

It seems that being a minister does not require much talent.

If he didn't try to find a way to be promoted to the Minister of Sports within a year, after all, he could fight ten of them.

Being self-motivated should also be a kind of [life], but speaking of it, [time] is also increasing faster today, which is really good news.

Just don't know why.

......

Because it was the first meeting of the student union after the start of school, the content of the meeting was extremely lengthy, and the meeting book had four pages in it—about one page of which was the stave of "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini".

"This week is the second week of school. Students' daily life must be on track. The things that were turned a blind eye before cannot happen again..."

Amamiya Chiran's aura is exceptionally strong, and her voice is still not heavy. With the help of the microphone, the entire lecture hall can be heard very clearly.

"In short, today's meeting will end here first, and the meeting will be adjourned."

Aikawa Yusheng looked at the minutes of the meeting, looked at Amamiya Chiran and said: "I have everything in mind, except for the nonsense behind the Chairman of the Sports Department, I really can't find any logic."

"No, I don't need this thing." Amamiya Chiran put her hand on the cherry-colored lips, yawned but gracefully sighed, and then got up and left directly.

"Compared to this, I am more concerned about whether you understand the staff?"

How much does Amamiya Chiran want to train herself to be a piano master?

"Almost."

"Friday inspection, I'll go home first, goodbye." After finishing speaking lightly, Amamiya Chiran planned to leave the club building directly and go to the school gate.

"I really don't want this? It's all my hard work." Aichuan Yusheng waved the notebook and asked unwillingly.

"As I said before, your work content is currently to learn the piano to please me, and the most important thing is to live. You don't need to do other things. I have already remembered these things."

"Remember everything?" Aikawa Yusheng, who has always been at an average level of memory, can't believe it even though his physical fitness is perfect for human beings—he still has to review 'abandon' from time to time.

Wait, what does this word mean?

Damn, forgot again.

Amamiya Chiran didn't answer, as if she didn't think it was necessary.

"What did senior Yasui Keiko say today?" Aikawa Yusheng took out the memo on his mobile phone, and when he wrote it down, Amamiya Chiran was drawing him the following staff, so he must not have remembered it.

Sighing lightly, Chiran Amamiya turned her head, and repeated in a flat tone: "In terms of dining experience, in the first week, new and old students reported some problems to us...."

Although it is not verbatim, the important points are basically remembered.

"...you can do two things at once?"

"Is it difficult? Or, does such a simple thing require a complete heart?"

Am I a monster, or is she a monster? ? ?Aikawa Yusheng was a little confused.

"Next time you want to beat me in any aspect, please find something interesting." The setting sun projected on the two of them, the long, smooth black hair was dyed orange, and the fair face hidden in it said so.

"It's actually quite simple to defeat the president." After recognizing and accepting this fact, Aikawa Yusheng said weakly.

"Oh? For example?" Amamiya Chiran stopped, crossed her arms and looked at Aikawa Yusheng.

"For example, whoever has the worse piano level between the two of us will win."

"You won." For a second, Amamiya Chiran seemed to be lost in thought, then nodded and said seriously.

"Look." Aikawa Yusheng was a little proud.

"Sure enough, Aikawa-san, your life is meaningless, but it is very interesting, please live well, goodbye." The two of them walked from the club building to the school gate unknowingly.

A pitch-black car stopped not far away, and two bodyguards stood around. When Chiran Amamiya appeared, one of the female bodyguards stepped forward to greet her.

The two sides leave it alone.

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Aikawa Yusheng, who was planning to go home alone, looked at the two girls walking not far away, and planned to wait for them at the school gate.

Although I still have to go to work alone, at least three people can take a few tram stops together.

The stone path crowded by the setting sun, the feeling of being walked out of the stage show by Shangying Kongfeng and Tianhe Xiali.

Seeing Xiangchuan Yusheng waiting for her in the distance, Tianhe Xiali quickened her pace and ran towards her.

"Why do you two get together? Aren't your clubs not intersecting?"

"I just wanted to see if there were any other monsters in the monster research department. I just used a little spell, and this guy called me out by the window."

Tianhe Xiali's face was sullen.

"So there are monsters?"

"How can monsters be so easy to see, there aren't any, and the club activities are so boring, I'll quit the club right away, just leave a message for the flute section."

"Because you're bored, why did you give someone a surgery that would cause stomach discomfort for a week?" Shang Ying Kongfeng, who was following behind, said bluntly with a cold face.

'Stomach discomfort' should be an elegant term, but to be precise, it is an operation that causes diarrhea.

"Still deliberately concealing the spellcasting?"

"Slightly~"

"I'll tell the teacher."

"Tell me what you want, tell the witch!" Tianhe Xiali was so stubborn that Aikawa Yusheng looked over curiously, "I only heard that person say bad things about Aikawa-kun, so the witch sister knows , I will definitely not punish me this time!"

It turns out that the confidence is here.

I have to say, it makes sense, Aikawa Yusheng burst into laughter.

"I'll still say that it's up to the teacher to decide how to decide." Shang Ying·Iron Face Selfless·Kong Feng said.

"One week is too harsh, I think three days is about the same." Aichuan Yusheng interrupted with a smile.

"Now there are only three days left." Tianhe Xiali felt a little regretful.

"Is it such a coincidence? Wait, she hasn't solved the art of Sakura yet?" Aikawa Yusheng discovered the blind spot.

"How could she undo my spell so easily in such a short period of time? She's not a witch sister, she's just a small witch." Tianhe Xiali said here a little proudly, "The spell she cast can only offset four days Let's go around."

"Didn't you say it earlier?" It wasn't to Tianhe Xiali, Shangying Kongfeng looked at Aichuan Yusheng and frowned, "Just now I unlocked my technique, and he became a week again."

"......"

It seems that the unselfishness of the iron face is not suitable for Shangying Kongfeng.

"Don't think too much." Seeing the weird look in Aikawa Usei's eyes, Kamisakura took two steps back, "It's just that the teacher will definitely let me do this, and I just did it in advance."

"Don't act like I'm going to violate you, you're still at the school gate."

"Who knows what you think in your heart? The teacher said that you are very narcissistic." Shangying Kongfeng continued to keep his distance.

"I regret waiting for you two at the school gate." Putting his forehead with one hand, Aikawa Yusheng turned around and walked towards the station facing the setting sun.

As for the person who spoke ill of him, Aichuan Yusheng didn't care at all, whether he was punished or not, three days or one week, it didn't matter.