My second life is a bit strange?

"Maple, this is all the work for today." Kaguya organized the files and piled them on the corner of the table.

Feng put the pen back in the drawer, stood up and gestured to the table: "Okay, everyone, thank you for your hard work. That's all for today. Be careful on your way home."

"I've already called my family to pick me up. If I go back by myself, my knees will definitely get frostbite."

"Silly girl, remember to wear more clothes tomorrow." Feng patted her head.

"I know, Feng is like a mother hen." Qianhua's voice was very soft after the last part, but Feng still heard it and grabbed her face and pulled it to both sides.

"Whose turn is it to be on duty today?"

“It should be me,” Ishigami replied, raising his hand.

"I'll help you. Eriri is going to the art club anyway."

Eriri rolled up the completed drawing and tied it with a ribbon: "Then I'll see you at the entrance of the teaching building later."

“Okay.” Maple picked up the broom and started cleaning up the scraps of paper on the ground, while Kaguya turned on the paper shredder, removed the bottom bin that held the trash, took off the trash bag, and put on a recyclable label.

She wanted to put the trash at the bottom of the stairs so someone would collect it later.

After seeing Kaguya leave, Ishigami hesitated for a moment before saying to Kaede, "President, I'll tell you a secret."

"What?" Feng didn't expect Ishigami to share his secret with him.

"I might be killed." As he spoke, Ishigami crushed the mineral water bottle in his hand, his fear written all over his face.

"!!!" Feng was shocked, his eyes wide like copper bells: "Why? Did your family's business encroach on someone's business, or did you offend someone you shouldn't have?"

He couldn't believe that such a plot, which seemed to only exist in novels, was actually happening right beside him.

"No." Ishigami waved his hand calmly and sat down on the sofa, gesturing for the chairman to sit down.

"I might be killed by Shinomiya-senpai."

"Huh?" Feng was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant: "Why do you say that..."

"I can see five to six percent of a person's nature through their eyes."

"Hey!! Your percentage is way too low!"

"Of course, if your eyes are too small, it won't be as accurate. For example, I can only see 0.4% of Li Ronghao's features at most."

"Why are you being so precise?! Don't just casually criticize someone's eyes for being small! That's so rude!!" Feng felt like he had become a professional吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) performer.

Why do you think Kaguya wants to... kill you?

"Because she would look at me with a terrifying gaze, I could feel a very obvious killing intent." Ishigami was lost in memories. Some time ago, when he came to the student council, he could vaguely hear some noises coming from inside.

When I tried to push the door open to find out what was going on, I found it a bit difficult. I pushed it open a little and saw a cardboard box on the ground.

Pushing the box open with a little force, I saw the president writing something furiously, while Kaguya stood aside brewing black tea.

She was in a strange state; her face was flushed, and there were fine beads of sweat on her thighs and forehead. Her collar and skirt hem were also a little wrinkled.

Her lips are an unnatural red, and a little pouty?

[Was Shinomiya-senpai wearing lipstick?]

"President, these are the data for this month."

"Thank you for your hard work, Ishigami." Kaede coughed. "The box by the door was for me to stand on tiptoe, and I cleaned the door because it was a bit dusty."

"Uh, is that so?"

Actually, I never intended to ask.

Just as Ishigami was about to leave, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Turning around, he saw Kaguya staring at him with cold eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace to leave the scene.

After listening to Ishigami's explanation, Feng also recalled that day when he covered his face with his hands in embarrassment: "Maybe you're overthinking it."

"No, Shinomiya-senpai's technique is also very professional. Last week..."

Ishigami was lost in memories again; he was the only one in the student council who was with Shinomiya-senpai.

[As expected of one of the three beauties, Shinomiya-senpai is so elegant when she drinks tea. She must have so many suitors.]

Today, someone mustered up the courage to confess their feelings to her again, only to be harshly rejected. Apparently, that person's self-esteem was severely damaged; it's truly terrifying.

However, it seems like Shinomiya-senpai always stands by the president's side.

Ishigami's reckless behavior kicked in: "Does Shinomiya-senpai like the president?"

"Pfft!!!" Kaguya suddenly spat out the tea in her mouth and coughed incessantly.

Is this tea very hot? (Ishigami)

Kaguya's body trembled uncontrollably, and she could barely hold the teacup in her hand: "You said I like the student council president? Why...why would you say that?"

Ishigami continued with a startling statement: "Don't you see him as a romantic interest?"

"Yes...yes, it's more like I'm in a real bind because of these rumors." Kaguya spilled her coffee all over the floor, grabbed a rag to wipe it up, and didn't dare to look up. Her face was completely red.

[Really? I thought they were a good match. It's true, it's hard to fathom a girl's mind.]

"Is that so? Then I'll just tell the president directly that it's 'no chance,' and the rumors will fall apart on their own. Senior won't have to worry about it anymore."

I will protect the president's dignity!!

Just as Ishigami was about to turn and leave, Kaguya grabbed him by the back of his clothes and pulled him back.

He was so exhausted from wearing clothes that he couldn't breathe. His neck was stuck in the corner of the sofa, and the excruciating pain made him think his neck was about to break. Kaguya had been practicing archery for many years, and her strength was greater than that of an average boy.

If he hadn't let go in time, he might have really been strangled.

"Absolutely not! Do you hear me?!"

Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed, "It's really not easy for you to still be alive..."

"She is most likely also skilled in assassination."

"These are all your imaginations; Kaguya isn't that scary."

"Using a sofa to strangle someone is a professional technique." Ishigami didn't believe it.

"Kaguya is really just a weak woman with both strength and speed at A level."

"..." Ishigami was speechless.

【Do you want to hear what you're saying, President?!】

"Actually, I think Fujiwara-senpai is in more danger than me. Shinomiya-senpai looks at her with an expression that doesn't seem like a person from time to time. She probably doesn't have many days left to live."

"..." Feng fell silent. He knew more or less the reasons. He couldn't control the distance between himself and others, and Chika would always stick to him. Kaguya was a little jealous but didn't get angry, so she could only stare at her blankly.

Feng had been trying to keep his distance, but Qianhua kept trying to get close to him.

He suddenly realized that Shi Shang's judgment was quite accurate.

"Don't worry, Kaguya won't do anything to you."

"Alright, since the president has said so."

"In exchange, I'll tell you a secret too."

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hokkaido - The Honeymoon for Two!

"What secret?"

Feng waved to Shi Shang, signaling him to come closer, and then glanced towards the door to make sure no one else was there.

"Actually, Kaguya and I are already together."

Ishigami leaned back in fright, his double chin bulging out: "Really?"

"real."

"I knew the student council president was joking, don't scare me...??? Really!"

"real."

Ishigami swallowed hard, confirming that the chairman wasn't joking.

"Because of Kaguya's family situation, we didn't go public with it, and I also made a promise with her not to tell outsiders."

"Please don't tell me, President! I'll definitely be killed to silence me!" Ishigami covered his head with both hands, looking extremely frightened.

"Don't worry, Kaguya is different from what she seems on the surface. She's actually a very gentle and kind girl."

Ishigami took a big gulp of tea to calm himself down: "What kind of person is Shinomiya-senpai?"

Neither of them noticed that the doorknob, which had been turned halfway, turned back, and the door was pushed open a little from the outside, revealing the signature hair tie.

Kaguya's image floated into Feng's mind, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up: "Kaguya is an absolute genius, accomplished in many fields."

She seems like an ice queen, but once you get to know her, you'll find she's a very gentle person, even with some comedic talent. Although she's a bit arrogant and unwilling to admit it, she can be quite cunning at times.

Looking at the smile on Kaede's face, Ishigami now believed that the president was really with Shinomiya-senpai. He pinched his nose, feeling the stench of love almost overwhelming him.

"Oh my, what are you guys talking about?" Kaguya walked in with a smile, her ahoge (cowlick) sticking up and down, looking like she was in a good mood.

Ishigami's body immediately tensed up, and he subconsciously leaned against the corner of the sofa. He stiffly turned his head, and a blindingly cold light flashed in his eyes, making it impossible for him to open them.

When Kaede saw the fruit knife in Kaguya's hand, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled Ishigami behind her, shouting, "Don't do anything rash, Kaguya!!!"

Seeing her boyfriend's overreaction, she couldn't help but laugh; he was just like a kitten.

How adorable!

"I just took the fruit knife to wash it, and I peeled some fruit for you...you guys." Kaguya ran to the door and retrieved the fruit that was hidden there.

"Don't scare me," Feng said, patting his chest.

"Sorry~" Kaguya stuck out her tongue, her adorable appearance directly touching Kaede's heart.

"Ishigami, could you please keep this a secret for me?" Kaguya tried her best to put on a gentle smile. She had been practicing her facial expressions since she was a child, and it was said that her smile could even move angels.

The smile touched the soft spot in Ishigami's heart.

She's just like a mother.

"I see."

"This is our shared secret."

Ishigami was still in a daze when he walked out of the student council building. He felt that the distance between him and his seniors had suddenly been shortened.