After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

Chaoyang sat in his seat and waited for a while. He was mainly recalling the plot. After all, the first season of the Oregairu anime was many years ago, and he had almost forgotten the plot.

The plot seems to be that Sagami, a classmate from Class F in the second year of the cultural festival, and O-Sensei are appointed to the executive committee. Sagami, not having the numbers, volunteers to become the chairperson, but entrusts Yukinoshita with a favor. Not only does he not contribute himself, but he also leads the charge to encourage the executive committee members to enjoy the cultural festival, only to find that none of them show up. Yukinoshita is so overwhelmed by work that she falls ill... Speaking of which, Yukinoshita's health isn't good, even at this level, and it's clear she can't work 2. In the end, O-Sensei saves the day and draws the whole crowd's hatred, right?

"Wait, Hiraishi! Where are you going to help with the class activities? I can't stand it. You boys always want to slack off whenever you get the chance. And the door decorations aren't done yet, why don't you help with them?"

Sagami seemed to regard Chaoyang as someone he could command, and when he saw Chaoyang picking up his schoolbag and about to leave, he immediately spoke up to stop him.

"Excuse me, I'm going to help out on the Executive Committee. Thanks to a certain short-haired girl, only one in ten executive committee members are left. Each person working there is forced to do the work of five or six people. With so many people in the class, I'm not the only one missing, right? If you're truly that responsible, then you should honestly consider your responsibilities... Well, it's fine if you don't go. With your level of skill, you'd only be more of a hindrance if you went. My apologies."

Chaoyang didn't care about the relationships in his class. Who knew he might disappear from this world tomorrow? Who cared? And as for high school relationships... how many people really cared about that? In his old world, Chaoyang only had a few connections with one or two high school classmates.

Chaoyang spoke loudly without caring about his classmates' feelings, which immediately plunged the class into complete silence.

"You...you...you...who do you think you are? I'm clearly working very hard! There's no reason for me to be lectured by a scoundrel like you!"

Chaoyang saw Sagami's angry and angry roar, and knew that he had hit her.

"You're clearly just slacking off all day long, but after Yang Noi praised you a few times, you climbed up the pole like a monkey. She's just flattering you to death. I can already predict your end this time, the most useless executive chairman in history~~."

I don't know if it was because of the mention of Yang No, Ye Shan who was rehearsing

"That's enough! Chaoyang! You're going a little too far! Don't quarrel deliberately when everyone is working seriously!"

At this time, Ye Shan wanted to come over and use force to stop Chaoyang's verbal attack.

Chaoyang didn't dislike Ye Shan. He never thought there was anything wrong with being a good person. Regardless of whether his behavior was fake or not, people should be judged by their deeds rather than their hearts. However, since he had already taken action, Chaoyang didn't want to be humiliated in front of everyone. The reason was naturally that he felt very embarrassed.

Ye Shan wanted to grab Chaoyang's chest and press him against the wall, but the moment he reached out to Chaoyang, Chaoyang grabbed his right palm with his backhand and twisted it hard. Ye Shan immediately knelt on one knee in pain.

"Don't do it if you hate me. I quite like you, Ye Shan."

Chaoyang let go as soon as he finished speaking. Ye Shan was not an impulsive fool. It was enough to make him understand that he was no match for him.

"Hayato!"

Hubu and several other people who were like Ye Shan's followers immediately gathered around and wanted to help.

"No, don't do it!"

Ye Shan was afraid that the situation would get out of hand, so he immediately stopped the boys from surrounding him.

"Chaoyang... aren't you going to help out on the executive committee? Go ahead... the class isn't short of people, so maybe that's a better fit for you. But I hope you can speak properly in the future."

"If it were you, Ye Shan, of course I'd be willing to speak nicely. But to some lazy and incompetent people, speaking nicely is as painful as kneeling down. If you don't expose her tricks to her face, she'll still think she's smart and treat everyone else like fools. It's okay to be stupid, but if you can't do something right, don't rush to stand out from the start. Sorry, Ye Shan, I'm leaving now."

"You... you actually hurt Hayato and you want to run away!"

Miura, already furious, saw the playful Chaoyang leaving. She certainly didn't care how Sagami was treated; rather, she was a bit pissed that Sagami had suddenly and inexplicably taken over some of her command responsibilities. While she was a bit annoyed, she kept quiet for the sake of the class. But the fact that Hayama had been hurt was unleashing a volcanic eruption, and she stepped forward, ready to give Chaoyang a slap in the face.

"Yumiko! Back off! It's just a misunderstanding! And Chaoyang has already shown mercy."

[As expected of Ye Shan, he can openly admit that I went easy on him. It's like saying he's far inferior to me in fighting... It seems there's nothing to be ashamed of. Being a good fighter isn't really something to be proud of.]

"Anyway, whether you want to tell the teacher or do whatever you want, it's up to you. Even if you just tell on me and get me expelled, that wouldn't be a bad idea. I actually really want to achieve the high school dropout achievement."

Chaoyang said this and walked out of the classroom.

"...Yayama-kun, yes, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

At this time, Sagami approached Hayama directly without caring about Miura's presence, with a very sad and self-blaming look on his face.

"No, Chaoyang did say something a bit too much... but even though he was a bit exaggerated, I went to the executive committee earlier, and everyone is really working very hard. If possible, Yumiko is in charge of the class musical, so it's better for you to show up more often on the executive committee. Otherwise, it won't be good for you if Chaoyang says bad things about you."

Taking advantage of Chaoyang's previous remarks, Ye Shan began to persuade him in a friendly manner.

“…Yes…I understand.”

87. Help...but Senior Xun's hands are so soft!

In the conference room, Hikigaya looked at the computer screen in front of him with empty eyes.

What is something that, no matter how much you do it, will never decrease? ...The answer is work...Why has taking meeting minutes become my job?

As this thought came to his mind, Hikigaya stopped typing and took a sip of the tea he had brewed.

"Aha…"

A sigh rippled through the room, sending a chain reaction to the other people working hard.

"Pull."

The conference room door was opened again.

Taking a break from his busy schedule, Hikigaya looked towards the door, wondering which unlucky guy was about to enter work hell again or was just here to hang out.

[Why is it this guy...?]

The person who came was Chaoyang. Chaoyang stood at the door and looked around. A dozen people were sparsely seated in a meeting room at Noda, including a few members from the student union who came to help. If each class had two committee members, only one-third of the class committee members were present to work.

Chaoyang at the door naturally saw Hikigaya's eyes, smiled and waved his hand to greet him, and Hikigaya subconsciously nodded in response.

"Um...can I ask what's going on with this classmate?"

The gentle and lovely senior Cheng Huixun was so busy that she could still remember the faces of all the committee members. A casual glance would tell that Chaoyang was not one of the committee members.

Ask him the purpose of his visit.

"I was called here by Yukinoshita."

"Hey...ah, she's right over there..."

Senior Xun was quite surprised but she reacted immediately and pointed to Yukinoshita's location.

Hikigaya was also very surprised.

Does this guy know Yukinoshita? No, should I say, is there someone else Yukinoshita knows here? She remembers all the students in the school, but that's probably just the extent of her memory. Shouldn't she be friendless like me? Although it's none of my business...

Although he thought so, Hikigaya's attention had been partially diverted to that place, and he would look there from time to time while working.

"Yo, it looks like work is going well..."

“I’m late.”

"Because I scolded the culprit severely before coming here."

"...doing unnecessary things again."

Yukinoshita seemed to have imagined what was going on and held her forehead in distress for a few seconds, then she remembered that she had work to do and no time to spare.

"I'm sorry, Senior Cheng Hui, but the current situation is far behind schedule. So I asked someone I know to help me. If he helps me, the work efficiency should be faster."

"Ah...Dang, of course."

Senior Sister Xun still had a smile on her face, emitting a gentle aura, but even so, she looked at Chaoyang with some doubt.

After all, Chaoyang doesn't look like someone who can do a strong civil service job.

"Su... uh-huh, Hiraishi-san, you'll be responsible for processing the equipment requests from various classes and organizations and distributing them. The quantity is definitely insufficient, and some classes tend to request large quantities, so you'll need to handle it based on the actual situation."

After Yukinoshita finished her brief speech, she pointed at the pile of documents that had formed a small hill and ignored Chaoyang.

"Wow…"

[There are still so many things left to deal with]

Chaoyang swallowed and took the empty chairman's chair and sat down without saying anything.

Equipment specifically refers to all tools used in the cultural festival, such as tables, chairs, podiums, blackout curtains, tape, wood, nails, carpentry tools, projectors, and computers.

Before processing these applications, Chaoyang first had to understand the quantity and location of all the equipment, number each piece of equipment, and record where each numbered piece of equipment was originally placed.

"I'll go check the equipment."

After Chaoyang finished numbering, he immediately stood up and ran out, and came back in less than ten minutes.

[Is this guy Usain Bolt? He's too fast, isn't he?]

The great teacher who had been paying attention to the situation over there couldn't help but complain.

"There were some discrepancies in the equipment quantities. I have re-written the correct quantities."

Chaoyang gave a brief report.

"Ah."

Yukinoshita didn't have time to say anything extra.

As the cultural festival approaches, a large number of questions, requests and complaints pour in from various classes and departments, all of which are summarized here by Yukinoshita. There is no doubt that Yukinoshita is more efficient than anyone present in handling these matters. While handling these matters, she can also ensure that all notifications from the executive committee are conveyed to each group without omission.

"Wood and nails...it seems we don't have enough...we need to order new ones from the supplier...the rest has been distributed. The valuable items, such as projectors and computers, have been distributed to each group. We just need to wait for them to sign the loan forms before we can give them to them. Xun-senpai, can you help me check if there are any problems?"

"Ah? Yes... so fast..."

Cheng Huixun's smile showed some surprise again. In less than an hour, he had completed the distribution of equipment.

"Uh-huh…"

Cheng Huixun looked through the pictures one by one, and then estimated the numbers in his mind and felt that there was no big problem.

After reading it, her eyes lit up, and she immediately held Chaoyang's hands tightly with both hands and put her face close to him.

"Amazing! As expected of someone Yukinoshita-san who asked for help... How about this? The committee happens to be short of a secretary, so this way they can legitimately help us. Don't you all object~~"

[Your face is too close... By the way, Xun-senpai is quite cute.]

But no one paid her any attention. It wasn't that Johkai Patrol was unpopular. While she certainly couldn't match the abilities of the Yukino and Haruno sisters, she exuded an inspiring aura that made her popular. The fact that the students present were willing to work alongside her was proof of that. It was simply that the workload was so overwhelming that everyone present had to focus on the task at hand.

Senior Sister Xun was not angry, but nodded as everyone agreed.

"Your name is Hiraishi Chaoyang, right? I'll be counting on you from now on~"

"Just call Chaoyang, hey hey, Xun-senpai~~"

"If you have time to chat up, why not get to work as soon as possible? Those who don't work won't have dinner."

Yukinoshita didn't stop typing on the keyboard, and reminded Chaoyang coldly.

Senior Sister Xun naturally didn't understand what was going on, and she still held Chaoyang's hands with both hands.

Although Chaoyang was reluctant, he still pulled his hand away from Senior Sister Xun's soft and tender little hand.

After all, whether he can have food to eat now depends entirely on Yukinoshita's thought.

"I called you Chaoyang, right? Then could you help out with the publicity team? We're currently in charge of producing pamphlets, flyers, and posters for the cultural festival. The pamphlets need to be completed and distributed to nearby middle and high schools. To ease the workload, we've allocated space for each group to write their own articles. Now that each group has written their articles, I'd be interested in you proofreading them. Once the proofreading is complete, we'll entrust them to the printer for production."

Seeing that Chaoyang was quite capable at work, Senior Sister Xun immediately asked him to do some work for her.

Chaoyang didn’t matter, since he didn’t have the key to go home anyway.

He nodded, then took the article from Xun Xuejie's hand and began to proofread it with a red pen.

"This place... the Chinese characters are wrong... the grammar is wrong... spoken language should not be used in writing..."

[Fuck, how did those people in the sports club get into this high school? How come their Chinese is worse than a foreigner like me?]

88. The art of flipping the table.

"Please come in."

Someone knocked on the door of the conference room again, but no one answered. Only Senior Sister Xun, who still had the energy to speak, answered.

With a "Excuse me," the handsome face with familiar blond hair appeared.

There is no doubt that the person who came is Hayato Hayama.

Hayato Hayama passed by Chaoyang and glanced at him who was helping Chaoyang, then went straight to Yukinoshita and explained his purpose.

"I'm here to submit my application for the class performance."

"Submit the application form on the far right."

Yukinoshita replied briefly with an even colder tone and expression than before.

"Be a little polite... After all, the committee is a group that serves students..."

Chaoyang helped Ye Shan to stand up for the injustice, mainly because he was concerned that if Yukinoshita also had this attitude in the future, Chaoyang felt that there would definitely be a lot more complaints, and then it would be Yukinoshita who would suffer.

"Ahahaha...it's nothing, thank you, Yukinoshita."

Ye Shan put his hand on Chaoyang's shoulder and patted him twice.