novellhall 62. I will punish you.
62. I will punish you.
As if remembering something, Genji Aoyama took out the proposal that Haruka Minatsuki had already written and the poster that was mostly completed from his bag.
"This is the proposal and poster for this public performance."
He handed two thin sheets of paper to Suzuki and continued, "Minister Suzuki, please take a look. If there are no problems, the rest of the publicity and coordination work will be left to you."
"You've been a huge help, Aoyama-kun!"
Suzuki Yui looked at Aoyama Genji with an almost reverent gaze and solemnly accepted the items with both hands.
The band members immediately surrounded them, their heads huddled together.
"Wow... This is so well written!" Suzuki seemed moved. "With Aoyama-kun here, I feel like Takahashi-senpai can retire with peace of mind."
?
Genji Aoyama simply couldn't imagine what kind of suffering his senior, Takahashi, whom he had never met, had endured while in the band.
"Hey, Yui, why don't you just give up your position as department head!"
Shibuya exclaimed in a gyaru-like, exaggerated tone, "I feel like with Aoyama-kun leading the way, we'll be able to perform at the Budokan by the end of the year!"
"Hey... Shibuya, you're being too blunt," drummer Sugiura whispered a reminder.
However, Suzuki herself did not object to the suggestion at all; she tentatively asked, "Is it alright, Aoyama-kun?"
Aoyama Genji's attitude remained the same: "Damn it."
What if Saki Izumo gets tired of playing and abandons the band one day? Wouldn't he become the one left holding the bag?
"I'll just work as an agent for now." This was Genji Aoyama's true thought.
After that sentence was spoken.
Apart from Izumo Saki, the others all seemed to have a glint in their eyes when they looked at Aoyama Genji.
"Really?"
"Very good!"
"The handsome guys in Omotesando are the best!"
Izumo Saki remained silent, her eyes fixed on the activity table, her expression rapidly shifting.
She seemed to find something that displeased her in those neat and elegant handwriting.
After a while, Izumo Saki finally raised her head.
A look of confusion crossed her face. She tilted her head and stared intently at Genji Aoyama. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then turned her head away.
It looked as if it was attracted by something outside the window.
Aoyama's gaze lingered on her profile for a moment before he turned to the others and said, "By the way, these were written by Haruka... Minatsuki-san."
He needs to make this point clear.
Haruka Minatsuki acted too hastily and somewhat inappropriately, but it wasn't directed at the band.
Of course, she did these things not to help the band.
If the performance incident leads the band members to believe that Haruka Minatsuki is targeting them, or even to develop hostility, this is something Genji Aoyama does not want to see.
"I never expected it, I really never expected it, that woman... she's unexpectedly a good woman?" Shibuya commented.
Those who do not understand the essence of the matter, or those who have not suffered from it, will naturally think this way.
This woman is undoubtedly a bad woman.
Before, she only showed her desire for control and possession, but now she's becoming more and more seductive!
If it weren't for Genji Aoyama's strong willpower, he would have regretted his choice long ago.
"Let's apologize next time we meet," Suzuki said.
"I'm fine." Although she acted like a hot girl, she was surprisingly reasonable.
"...Yes, I think that's how it should be."
Izumo Saki remained silent.
"No need to apologize or thank me," said Genji Aoyama.
He knew that Haruka Minatsuki wouldn't care at all what these people thought of her.
Haruka Minatsuki was willing to do these things simply because of him.
……
After finishing practice at 5:30, Genji Aoyama left the band's activity room.
"Saki?"
He looked at Izumo Saki, who had been very well-behaved before—able to communicate normally and train normally.
She looks like a perfectly normal, beautiful young girl.
But that's not normal.
"That proposal..." Izumo Saki's expression was somewhat conflicted.
"Is it because of Haruka Minatsuki?"
The two had reached the top of the stairs. Aoyama Genji stopped and waited for Izumo Saki's next words.
But Izumo Saki seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became excited again.
"How about we go to the Department of Psychological Problems?"
Okay, this isn't normal.
That's more normal.
However, Saki Izumo did not continue speaking.
He frowned, unable to deduce any further details.
that……
Should I go to the Department of Psychological Problems Research or not?
this is a problem.
"I already told Aoyama-kun about this!"
Izumo Saki, perhaps thinking Aoyama Genji was unwilling, continued, "I'd like to practice with Aoyama-kun first, even though I don't have a target yet, when it comes to consulting with others!"
"Have you lost your passion for the band?"
While pondering, Genji Aoyama replied, "If it's just accompanying Saki in rehearsals, I'm fine with that."
The two returned to the Department of Psychological Problems Research.
This is for the purpose of the drill, and also to avoid any incomplete content.
Genji Aoyama sat down opposite Saki Izumo.
A bright smile graced her face, yet a hint of cunning lurked beneath. Her bright almond-shaped eyes blinked as she scrutinized Genji Aoyama.
"Now, please put yourself in the shoes of a patient with mental health issues, Mr. Aoyama," she said.
Genji Aoyama really didn't have much experience in this area, and he guessed that Saki Izumo was probably just having a passing fancy.
So he started racking his brains as if to get by.
After a "click".
"!"
Aoyama Genji's reverie was interrupted.
He felt a soft, warm, silky touch coming from the inside of his calf, and it was even rubbing up and down.
Aoyama Genji, who had just been lost in thought, easily started to let his mind wander again.
"Today, Izumo Saki is wearing black stockings, and their thickness is approximately..."
Stop! Calm down!
Qingshan Yuanzhi takes deep breaths, attempting to use willpower to resist hormones during adolescence.
He looked at Saki Izumo—she was staring at him, her expression normal except for a slight blush on her face.
"What's wrong?" Izumo Saki tilted her head to look at him.
Her cute face wore a puzzled expression, as if she hadn't done those little things under the table.
"No, it's nothing."
Genji Aoyama tried to move his leg away, but Saki Izumo hooked it again.
A soft touch came from my legs, yet it also possessed an irresistible, strange strength.
He declared his defeat in his heart.
The moment she gave up resisting, Saki Izumo's expression turned excited.
Her small feet, clad in black stockings, were as agile as she was, playfully drawing circles.
Extremely restless, even nine-tenths of it is flawed!
A strange, tingling sensation shot straight to the top of his head, and Genji Aoyama couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Even that foot was still climbing upwards.
Seeing Genji Aoyama's restrained expression, Saki Izumo revealed a mischievous smile, her voice becoming excited: "Aoyama-kun, are you feeling anything yet?"
"...Got it."
After he finished speaking, he grabbed Izumo Saki's playful and nimble little feet, which were covered by black stockings—the table was narrow, and her feet had already climbed onto Aoyama Genji's thighs.
Saki Izumo let out a soft "Ugh" sound, as if her feet were a sensitive area. Her mischievous little feet were caught, and she could no longer maintain her previous ease.
"I'm getting the feeling."
Aoyama Genji refers not to the physical, but to the psychological.
"I have patients with mental health issues now," he said, laughing, "so I'm going to punish you."