novellhall 13. He has no potential to be a scumbag.
13. He has no potential to be a scumbag.
"hiss--"
Inside the archery range, the unique aroma of tung oil wood permeated the quiet air.
"Zheng".
With a crisp twang, the arrow grazed the right side of the target and finally fell limply to the ground.
It didn't hit on the first shot.
"I feel like there's some noise in Asahi-chan's breathing," Mami Ohara's voice sounded beside her.
Yuko Asahi tried to relax her tense shoulders, took another breath, and her slightly protruding chest rose and fell with her breath.
She closed her eyes and began to recall her feelings in the classroom.
Feeling bored and unable to concentrate.
Even though there was no one else in the classroom, in such a quiet environment, even the scratching sound of the pen tip seemed noisy to her.
What were you thinking at that time?
Yesterday afternoon, the scene at the archery range was still vivid—a slender but upright handsome young man stood at the shooting position, drawing his bow with undivided attention, his affectionate eyes fixed on the target, focused and serious.
"Is it because of Aoyama-kun that you can't concentrate?"
Ohara Mami walked up to her, her voice slightly playful, as if she were teasing her.
"No, it has nothing to do with him." Asahi Yuko opened her eyes and shook her head.
"Then... let's clean together!"
"Huh?" Asahi Yuko didn't immediately understand what was going on in her mind.
"Work can help you forget your troubles for a while, let's begin, Asahi-chan~"
Before she could finish speaking, Mami Ohara had already grabbed her hand.
hum-
A continuous vibration came from the inner pocket of the pleated skirt.
"Ah, just a moment."
Is it news about Genji Aoyama?
Having struggled to break free from Mami Ohara's grasp, Yuko Asahi took out her phone.
The only conversation in the chat window; I could see the messages without even clicking on them—three unread messages, the last one being:
[Aoyama: I like you]
?
Clicking on it, the other two results are—
[Aoyama: I like you]
[Aoyama: I like you]
Yuko Asahi's head was practically filled with question marks. She pursed her lips and silently complained in her mind.
What's wrong with you?
Really.
◇
"Three consecutive messages only count as one?"
Despite the complaints, he would definitely take the 300 million.
As soon as he arrived at the classroom, he immediately put down his backpack and started sending LINE messages to Yuko Asahi.
Genji Aoyama thoughtfully turned off his phone screen and looked at the system interface.
[At 6:52 AM on April 16th, Minatsuki Haruka, who considers her host part of her legacy, found her host extremely charming during their contact and desired to possess her. This increased the host's charm. Note: This is not reflected in numerical values, but is closely related to the host's every action.]
It seems we're one step closer to becoming a succubus.
"Not being handsome is no good, but being too handsome doesn't seem to work either"—Aoyama Genji pictured Minatsuki Haruka's face in his mind.
Genji Aoyama tried to turn off the effect, but the system did not respond.
As for the compensation provided by the system.
He will receive a 10% stake in a small company—the company wasn't specified—and the relevant paperwork will be delivered to him in the next few days.
Genji Aoyama knew almost nothing about business management, but he could probably guess that it wouldn't be easy to cash out these shares.
Well, having something is better than not having one.
Let's wait and see.
Genji Aoyama put down his schoolbag, and the classroom became empty again. He planned to take his gym clothes to the locker room.
There's still plenty of time before class starts, so I can run a few laps on the track and then go to the archery club to shoot a few shots.
……
Qingshan Yuanzhi couldn't tell how much time had passed.
As time went on, probably because other sports clubs were also doing morning exercises, the number of people on the playground gradually increased.
"Why did it take so long to discover someone this handsome?"
"Could it be a first-year student?"
You hear things like that from time to time.
As more and more eyes turned to him, Genji Aoyama gradually slowed his pace, turned around, and left the playground.
Exercise until your body feels warm, but not yet to the point of sweating.
Just right.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the archery club.
Knock on the door.
"Oh, good morning, Aoyama-kun, welcome, welcome!" Mami Ohara greeted him as she opened the door, then turned around and said, "Asahi-chan, your Aoyama-kun is here!"
Is Yuko Asahi here?
That's perfect.
"Well……"
Inside the dojo, a sigh, as if unable to bear it any longer, could be heard, followed by a girl's melodious voice: "Please stop joking, Captain Ohara."
"Yes, yes..." Mami Ohara replied casually.
"Good morning, Minister Ohara."
Genji Aoyama glanced at Mami Ohara's white tabi socks and walked into the entrance hall.
"Ugh, stop staring at Mami's feet!" Mami Ohara lifted one foot, her toes moving nimbly inside the tabi socks.
"...Sorry," Genji Aoyama explained as he took off his shoes, "I was just thinking about when to buy some equipment."
"Oh, I just happen to know a really good restaurant. I'm thinking of going there this weekend. Shall we go together? Let's invite Asahi-chan too."
"Then I'll have to trouble Minister Ohara."
"Let's add each other on LINE first. The archery club also has a group chat, I'll add you to it."
Genji Aoyama and Mami Ohara exchanged LINE contacts.
Upon entering the dojo, one can see Asahi Yuko standing alone at the archery position.
Her hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, revealing her snow-white neck.
Although she wasn't wearing an archery uniform, the white shirt and black pleated skirt still accentuated her figure.
Delicate, as fragile as frost and snow.
Her beautiful face showed a serious and focused expression.
If I could wear a kyudo uniform, no, it would be even better if I could wear a shrine maiden outfit.
Just thinking about it for a moment, my body, which had just calmed down, started to feel hot again.
"Zheng".
After a crisp string note, the dull thud of an arrow hitting the target followed.
bingo.
"Oh my, another one! And she's getting closer and closer to the bullseye!" Mami Ohara clapped her hands. "Looks like Asahi-chan is quite talented too."
"Thank you, Minister Ohara." Asahi Yuko returned to her normal posture and glanced at Aoyama Genji again.
"Oh, right, I just told Aoyama-kun I'd go to the bow and arrow shop this weekend, wanna come along?"
Yuko Asahi shook her head, and Maruko shook her head along with it: "I'll pass, it's only occasionally..."
"Oh dear, does that mean it'll just be me and Aoyama-kun together? Is it going to be a date?"
"Sorry, then I can't go either," Genji Aoyama said with a smile, then looked at Yuko Asahi, "There can't be two suns in the sky. My heart is set on Asahi, and I can't bring myself to date other girls!"
"Two-thirds done! It really works!" Aoyama Genji smiled even more broadly.
After a couple of seconds, Ohara Mami finally made an exaggerated expression: "Ew~~ How cheesy!"
"well--"
Yuko Asahi sighed inwardly, then glanced at Genji Aoyama, thinking he was acting crazy.
Who would say something like that in this kind of situation?
"She's definitely shy," Kohara nudged Aoyama Genji's arm with her elbow and whispered, "I'll avoid her later when she's really beautiful."
"Thank you," Genji Aoyama said softly in return.
Mami Ohara made an excuse and left, and the archery club dojo fell silent.
"What do you want to do?"
Yuko Asahi glared at him.
"I want to go to the bow and arrow shop," said Genji Aoyama.
"Oh." Asahi Yuko turned her face and took another arrow out of her quiver.
Genji Aoyama knew that Yuko Asahi wasn't asking about that.
The phrase "It was just a joke" is used.
He simply couldn't bring himself to say it.
On that morning, Genji Aoyama admitted that he simply did not have the potential to be a scumbag.