I have a life simulator.

"After all, it's a maid cafe, so you'll need to pay extra if you want to take photos or have your picture taken."

Sakayanagi Arisu pointed to the item highlighted in a separate frame on the last page of the menu: the price for taking a photo of a single maid is 800 points, and if two maids are to be photographed together, an additional 400 points are required, for a total of 1,200 points.

Considering that each underage guest was only allocated 5,000 points, the price can be described as quite high.

"But business is still very good."

Bored, I shifted my gaze to a corner of the restaurant, a designated area for taking photos. Students with cameras were earnestly instructing guests and maids on various poses, and several people were queuing up, indicating that it was quite popular.

"Because it's not real money after all, it's more like a free trial voucher given away by the school."

Sakayanagi Arisu shook her phone. Since the two of them had only bought one cotton candy so far, her remaining points had hardly decreased, still totaling over four thousand.

"Besides, it can't be exchanged for cash after today, so since it's going to be spent anyway, many people naturally won't care about the price."

The two chatted casually while ordering some light snacks and desserts that looked decent, and for drinks, they chose black tea.

"I'm very sorry, there's only one serving of Darjeeling tea left for the two guests."

A short while after the order was submitted, Chabashira Sae came over and said somewhat apologetically. This was Kitagawa Ryo's first time meeting Chabashira Sae from her student days, so he couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

Compared to the Chabashira Sae who would later have a sullen face all day long, as if everyone owed her 30 million yen, the Chabashira Sae at this time seemed much more approachable. Of course, the influence of her maid outfit cannot be ruled out.

Seemingly noticing the commotion, Yuda, who was in charge of coordinating the class, also came over and immediately bowed in apology after understanding the situation.

"Could you please choose another drink? As an apology, this one will only be charged half price."

Kitagawa Ryo nodded; he didn't seem to care much.

After seeing Kitagawa Ryo nod in agreement, Tomoda quickly began making arrangements:

"Immediately put up signs indicating that the items are sold out on all the menu items, and also hand-write changes to the signs displayed to the public."

"Hmm, let me think, I'll add the phrase 'sold out due to high praise'."

Under Tomoda's clear command, Class 3-B began their shift change and rest in an orderly manner, and their cooperative attitude drew some attention from Kitagawa Ryo, who was observing from the side.

Moreover, Kitagawa Ryo keenly noticed Chabashira Sae's expression; as the boy who appeared to be the class leader made the arrangements, her gaze almost constantly followed his movements.

"This girl likes this boy."

Sakayanagi Arisu took a sip of the last cup of Darjeeling tea that had just been served, and she also noticed the details of the tea stalk Sae, following Kitagawa Ryo's gaze.

"Did Arisu notice that too?"

Kitagawa Ryo nodded slightly. He now had a vague idea in his mind that Chabashira Sae's change was probably closely related to this boy.

Hoshinomiya Chie once said that Chabashira Sae was not qualified to lead the class to Class A. From this statement, it is not difficult to imagine what happened back then. It is very likely that Chabashira Sae's personal mistake led to the class's failure and ultimately fell at the gates of Class A.

Judging from the current atmosphere in Class B of the third year, with its capable leaders and united class members, it certainly has a considerable chance to challenge Class A's status.

"When a girl has feelings for a boy, it's very obvious."

Sakayanagi Arisu chuckled softly, then cut a piece of cake with her fork and handed it to Kitagawa Ryo.

"Ah——"

"Are you going to feed me?"

"You can tell at a glance, right?"

"It's just that, considering what Arisu just said, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

That's why it's so obvious.

Sakayanagi Arisu's cake was already at Kitagawa Ryo's lips, so Kitagawa Ryo had no choice but to bite down on the fork. Soon, the sweetness of the cake bloomed on his tongue, and the taste of cream spread throughout his mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

Although Kitagawa Ryo believed his dessert skills far surpassed those of ordinary cakes bought from convenience stores, when looked at by Sakayanagi Arisu's mesmerizing eyes, his words unconsciously turned into affirmations:

"it's OK."

After hearing Kitagawa Ryo's answer, Sakayanagi Arisu nodded in satisfaction:

"Then I'll try it too."

She held the fork that Kitagawa Ryo had just bitten, seemingly oblivious to everything, and casually cut and ate the cake.

"While it certainly wasn't delicious, it was passable, I suppose."

After taking a couple of bites and making her assessment, Sakayanagi Arisu then used her fork to pick up another piece and offered it to Kitagawa Ryo.

Kitagawa Ryo couldn't refuse such obvious kindness, so he could only continue to accept her feeding.

Fortunately, because of cost-saving measures, the cake portion is not large, and it can be finished in no time if the two of them share it.

"Next time, let's take Liang to eat an even better cake."

After putting the last bit of cream on the fork into her mouth, Arisu Sakayanagi wiped her mouth with a tissue and said this.

"Does Arisu know how to bake cakes?"

Kitagawa Ryo was inexplicably reminded of the last simulation by Sakayanagi Arisu's words, and asked a question for no apparent reason.

Sakayanagi Arisu paused for a moment, but quickly said confidently:

"If Ryo wants to eat a cake I made myself, then I can learn how to make it."

"Cooking is not difficult for me."

"Then I'll look forward to it."

As the two were chatting idly, they suddenly heard a commotion coming from not far away.

Across from the maid café, in front of another shop, a considerable number of customers had gathered, and newcomers, curious to see what was going on, kept trying to see what was happening, creating a rather lively atmosphere.

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As the leader of Class 3-A, after experiencing the previous two cultural festivals, Atsushi Izumiya keenly seized some business opportunities in the cultural festival of Tokyo Advanced Educational Junior High School.

In fact, as students, they find it difficult to truly attract these guests. Whether it's food, entertainment, or performances, adults see them as children's tricks. Many adults, despite having 10,000 points, often just casually spend them on whatever catches their eye.

So, what is it that can attract the families of these school staff members?

Many classes have actually thought about this problem, and their solutions often start with the children. The guests are basically a combination of parents and children. As long as the children's attention can be attracted, the adults' points can also be easily collected.

Based on this concept, most classes chose projects that would please children, such as dessert shops or haunted houses.

However, Izumiya came up with a project that only they, the students of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, could run.

Generally speaking, high school cultural festivals are often held to promote the school, expand its reputation, and attract students from nearby areas to apply. Therefore, most high school cultural festivals feature graduating junior high school students.

As a highly prestigious junior high school in Tokyo and even nationwide, it can be said that a considerable number of students from all over the country aspire to enter this school.

However, Tokyo Advanced Educational High School has only admitted 160 students per year so far, and they must pass a rigorous written test and interview. Coupled with the rumored near 100% college entrance and employment rate, it has easily created the image of an elite aristocratic school.

Therefore, although Quangu also targeted the children among the guests, it chose a completely different approach.

Aside from health issues, parents absolutely value their children's education the most. Some parents are even so extreme that they neglect their children's health in order to focus on education.

After realizing this, Quan Gu persuaded the whole class to try something new.

"Would you like to test your child's chances of getting into Tokyo Advanced Ikusatsu Junior High School?"

"On the first floor of the special teaching building, Class 3-A prepared this last gift for students aspiring to apply to our school, with recommendations from multiple class advisors!"

"Try out multiple practice exams online, win various gifts, and even find past written and interview questions to help you understand the examiners. The exam materials are new, the questions are new, the question types are new, and the complementary question design is new. Practice all the high-frequency points, and you too can get into Dongyu!"

Only a small number of students were left to stay at the venue, while Quan Gu led a large group of third-year A students out in droves, carrying flyers and starting to promote the event, leaving the students around who were frying noodles dumbfounded.

Cultural festivals can be done like this?

What astonished the other students even more was that many parents who were idly accompanying their children actually took the flyers with curiosity and began to read them with great interest. Soon, they dragged their bewildered children directly to the first floor of the special teaching building.

At the entrance to the Class 3A venue, Quan Gu went to great lengths, renting several laptops and having relevant personnel in the class install the necessary software, importing his carefully selected past exam questions from the past three years, and then displaying a large banner:

The higher your score on the quiz, the greater the discount you'll receive.

That's not all. Class 3A even used a projection screen to display a leaderboard on another wall in real time, so that everyone passing by could see the ten children with the highest scores on the quiz.

You could be the next genius to get into Dongyu University!

[The first-place winner will receive a mystery prize!]

Above the leaderboard, a line of large, brightly colored text flashes continuously, making it easily visible to every visitor and greatly satisfying the vanity of the children and parents on the list.

As for those who didn't make the list, there are past exam papers compiled by Class A of the third year, a basic version with 2,000 points and a deluxe version with 5,000 points for you to choose from.

With this series of moves, Class 3A instantly attracted the attention of most of the guests. Many of them knew each other, and comparing their children had become a daily occurrence. Even those who didn't plan to send their children to Dongyu were eager to see their children's abilities when they had the chance to showcase their talents.

Of course, each test requires a fee of 1,000 points. If you want to try again, you can revive once for 1,000 points.

Quangu's strategy has yielded unexpected results; the names on the leaderboard are constantly changing, and more and more parents are gathering there.

"According to the plan, each child who makes the list can be interviewed briefly after completing the questions. There are shills we have planted in the crowd, so remember to show your support."

Of course, just like when putting on a show, Quangu also attaches great importance to the after-sales experience of its users.

Soon, two children who looked no more than six or seven years old lined up in front of the front desk of Class 3-A.

Quan Gu's expression hardened, and he gasped.

Has it gotten this far?

Chapter 97: I Come From the White Room

As Quan Gu predicted, many guests were indeed not very interested in the school's cultural festival. The various activities were either simple food stalls like dessert shops or fried noodles, or somewhat childish services like maid cafes and haunted houses. Basically, they came to relax with their children and spent most of their time just watching them play.

This was a rare opportunity to find a good project, and more and more parents were gathered at the entrance, discussing it with great interest.

"This must be Mr. Hasegawa's child. I heard he'll graduate from junior high next year. With these grades, he'll definitely get into Dongyu High School."

"Not at all, my son is just a few years older, unlike Mr. Kanzaki's son, who is only seven years old but was also on the list just now."

"It's just that there weren't many participants earlier, so they've been eliminated now."

"That's quite remarkable, considering the questions are all high school level material."

While exchanging pleasantries and pleasantries, everyone beamed with smiles and compliments, praising each other's children. Class 3-A turned the cultural festival into a giant parent-teacher conference. Apart from Class 3-A, who made a fortune, and the parents who chatted away, the only ones who suffered were the minors who came to the cultural festival.

Anyway, there wasn't anything I particularly wanted to buy. Buying a set of past exam papers would be a good way for my child to study. With that in mind, the pre-printed papers for the third-year A class sold incredibly fast, and sales soared.

Such a commotion not only attracted most of the parents, but even the homeroom teachers from various classes came to join in the fun. Many homeroom teachers looked at their own names printed on the exam paper with the words "[xxxx jointly recommended]" and shook their heads with twitching lips.

No wonder they're in Class 3-A; Dong Yu must have found a genius.

Dongyu Cultural Festival has been held several times now, but this is the first time they've ever held a live quiz competition by selling real exam questions on-site.

However, the effect was indeed remarkable, especially the ranking list, which many parents paid close attention to. Whenever they saw their child make a name for themselves, they would immediately feel proud but pretend to mention it casually, attracting envious glances.

"It's been a long time since we've had such a lively event at Dongyu's cultural festival."

Chairman Sakayanagi finished his work and originally planned to come to find Arisu and Ryo, but he was also attracted by the noise here and sighed with a smile.

As the chairman of the board of directors of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School, the arrival of Sakayanagi Shigemori undoubtedly added more popularity to the area in front of Class 3-A. Izumiya was also excited and blushed, signaling the people in charge of interviewing the class to get into position quickly.

Just as Kanzaki Ryuji, feeling dizzy and lightheaded after finishing the quiz, looked up, a microphone was shoved into his mouth. The guest host, dressed smartly and chosen by Class 3-A, waved to Kanzaki Ryuji, who was completely bewildered. Immediately, the photographer and the atmosphere crew with lights and props rushed over.

"Young friend, as the youngest contestant participating in the quiz so far, could you please introduce yourself to everyone?"

"Um... my name is Ryuji Kanzaki."

Ryuji Kanzaki originally intended to leave directly, but when he saw his father gesturing for him to stay in the crowd, he had no choice but to obediently answer the question.

"I say, we should let Ryuji get some practice and have more opportunities to speak in these kinds of situations."

Ryuji Kanzaki's father turned to his son, Shigemori Sakayanagi, and complained with a hint of helplessness:

"He's just too introverted."

"He's only seven years old after all. Kanzaki, you're asking too much of Ryuji."

Sakayanagi Shigemori shook his head with a wry smile.

Meanwhile, under the watchful eyes of many parents, Ryuji Kanzaki was stiffly answering one parent-child show-like question after another: How old are you? What grade are you in? You must be a good student. How do you feel about doing exercises? Do you want to study at Dongyu in the future?

After finally answering all the questions, Ryuji Kanzaki returned to his father's side with a sullen expression.

"This is your Uncle Sakayanagi."

"Hello, Uncle Sakayanagi."

"Oh, good boy."

He affectionately patted Ryuji Kanzaki's head and said with a smile: