Make money do not disturb

"Eh?" Sakuma hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head, and wringed his fingers in confusion.

Grinding: "Ah, actually——"

In fact, I don't really want to eat it.It's just that after talking so much, I'm a little hungry again when it's meal time.

That's it.

Seeing this, Grinding wanted to say let it go, but at this time the girl not far away raised her head and asked pitifully: "There is no apple pie today, but there is chocolate peppermint Daifuku, Mr. Lone Claw... want to try it." Want to try it?"

Chocolate and mint, what an amazing combination.

"Well, that's fine too."Grind said.

After all, yesterday's Strawberry Daifuku also tasted very good.So the young man thought and thought, nodded "reluctantly", and finally swallowed the modal particle at the end secretly.

As soon as the words fell, the girl's face immediately became cloudy and sunny, and she showed a big grinning smile again, and ran back to him shouting: "Mr. Lone Claw, then we will buy food in the cafeteria and go to the rooftop to eat." Bar!"

"Mr. Lone Claw, were you thinking just now that chocolate and mint is a dark dish, but it is actually very, very delicious! So-so delicious!"

"Also, Mr. Lone Claw, I got full marks in yesterday's math quiz!"

"Mr. Lone Claw, let me tell you..."

Like a timid but friendly puppy, the girl has carefully tested his "safe social distance" boundary many times, but immediately ran away after he gave the "beckoning" signal come over.

The cold phone screen really can't convey feelings, and——

It turned out that Sakuma was not as annoying as he thought.

Lunch break, on the roof.

The blond boy took a bite of the white glutinous Daifuku, the soft whipped cream melted in his mouth, the fragrance of mint neutralized the sweetness of chocolate, and he crawled all the way to all the taste buds along the tip of his tongue.

"Lone Claw-kun, is it delicious?" Sakuma asked expectantly.

"Well, it's delicious." Grinding said this, but the fingers hanging by his side couldn't help curling up.

Looking at the mangosteen-like cat's claws, Sakuma said worriedly: "Ah, but you don't look very good, if you taste bad, just say so, don't force yourself!"

"No, it's delicious." Grinding shook his head, "It's just—"

"Just?" Sakuma asked.

Swallowing the last mouthful of Dafu, the blond boy narrowed his eyes, like a kitten that was stimulated, raised his hair all over his body, and tremblingly said: "It's just that I still have a hard time with peppermint, it's too... too irritating gone."

……

"puff--!"

Unexpectedly, the boy would also be deflated, this time it was Sakuma's turn to laugh unkindly.

"Hahahaha Lone Claw Lord, what's going on with you!"

"I know a cat's tongue is sensitive|sensitivity and afraid of being hot, so why would it be afraid of mint hahahahaha!"

"Well, don't laugh." The blond boy complained in a muffled voice, sticking out the numb tip of his tongue, trying to relieve the irritation by relying on the flow of air.

"Otherwise, Mr. Lone Claw, please eat some candy." Sakuma took out a UHA from his pocket, "It tastes like milk tea."

"Ah, thank you." He took the round candy, tore off the plastic wrapping paper, rolled it with his tongue like a grinder, and quickly put it into his mouth.

A faint milky scent wafted through the nasal cavity, the same smell as the girl in front of her.

After slowing down, Grinding asked again: "Sakuma, do you like sweets very much?" It seemed that every time she saw her, she would always bring desserts with her.

"I like it!" Sakuma nodded, "I usually eat less for lunch, and every time I get hungry in the afternoon, I rely on them to supplement my sugar!"

What does it mean that the brain will be hungry.

Grinding the Lone Claw was confused by the girl's words, just when he was about to ask, he heard another soft ah.

Sakuma glanced at his watch and said in surprise, "Why is it all so ordered! I also promised to help Mr. Fujii sort out the books!"

"Shall we go now?" Momo pressed the phone and reminded, "It's less than half an hour before the first class in the afternoon begins."

"Hey, it's okay!" The girl stood up, patted the skirt of the sailor suit and smiled, "I work very fast! Then, Lone Claw, see you later!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the young man, and left the rooftop with a bouncing bouncing.

Unlike her lazy self, the girl always seemed to be so energetic, but she just glanced at the direction the other party was leaving, and Lone Claw Grinding felt a little tired at this moment.

……

When Sakuma said that he worked fast, he was not conceited or complacent.

In the teacher's room, facing the mess of receipts from the volleyball club, Naoi felt ashamed.

But the girl next door who came to help sorted out the current month's financial data in only ten minutes, and summarized it into a simple report using Excel.

The slightly plump cheeks make the girl look more immature than ordinary high school students, but the highly concentrated and serious eyes, as well as the smooth operation that is almost separated from the mouse and only relies on various shortcut keys, make the girl look more immature than ordinary high school students. Others sighed.

"Ah, Sakuma-san helped a lot today too~"

Mr. Fujii from the finance department rolled up his long hair on one side, leaned over to check the data table, and said: "Recently, the school is promoting energy conservation and environmental protection, and realizes financial paperless. To be honest, I really can't get these. I can only use some simple functions. So Sakuma-san is really good, what kind of function is this, Jin... tuna (マグロ)?"

"It's the macro (マクロ) function, teacher~" Sakuma said, and demonstrated it again with crackling hands, explaining, "Because my mother is an audit worker, she has to efficiently process a large amount of data every day, and in the off-season she will Teach me how to use these software~”

"So that's how it is, Sakuma-san and mom are both excellent~ah, that's right!" Mr. Fujii remembered something in the middle of speaking, and took out two 1000-yen shopping coupons from his bag, "This is for Sakuma-san The reward~"

Yinju prohibits off-campus work, while on-campus work is also a gray area.But instead of using cash, they use shopping coupons as a gift. Even if such an aboveboard action is taken, it is difficult for outsiders to gossip.

"Wow, thank you teacher!" The girl happily accepted the shopping voucher.

The after-tax salary of 2000 yen for half an hour is 4000 yen when converted.As Naoi, the coach of the volleyball club, who only takes 19 yen every month, and gives more than half of the high school students when I change it, I can't help but silently shed two lines of tears in my heart at this moment.

"Wait a minute, Sakuma-san!"

Sighing is sighing, work still needs to be done.

Naoi Gaku stopped the girl who was about to leave, looked at the colleague beside her, and asked imploringly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fujii, can I borrow your student for 10 minutes!"

Mr. Fujii smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Naoi, my students are not borrowed for nothing~"

Naoi: "...Okay, I get it, I'll buy you a drink next time! Alright!"

"Okay, then the deal~"

Mr. Fujii's melodious voice sounded beside him, but Sakuma blinked, unable to get the conversation between the two at all, and had no idea of ​​the future he was about to face.

Compared with a popular club like the track and field club, the volleyball club has a small number of members, but it does a lot of work.

It's fine if it's related to daily training, but at the end of each month, when it comes to counting the funds of various clubs, Naoi, who was not good at mathematics since childhood, always worked hard and couldn't match the figures.

"Well, it's a bit strange." The girl sorted out the receipts, and then checked the actual amount of expenditure, "I don't know why, after all the calculations, there is always a difference of 154 yen."

Looking at the sorted receipts and the clean and tidy data sheets, Naoi Gaku was relieved and said, "It's okay, Sakuma-san, go to class first. If it's 154 yen, I'll just make it up myself." After all, he just calculated it by himself. At that time, there was a difference of more than 1w.

"Ah, how can this work!" At this moment, the class bell rang, but the girl turned a deaf ear to it, and said firmly, "No matter how much the difference is, if it's not right, it's not right. Teacher, please check to see if any receipt is missing. ! I'll do the calculation again!"

Then he turned on the calculator again.

"Oh... oh..." Perhaps he didn't expect the other party to be so stubborn, Naoi was taken aback, and was led by the girl to nod his head and said, "Then... ok, ok, then I'll take a look."

The original half hour was extended to one hour as time passed by.

Finally, as the girl repeatedly confirmed, Naoi Gaku suddenly remembered that one of the receipts was a malfunction of the supermarket machine at that time, and the wrong price was printed.

After taking out the correct receipts and recalculating, the difference between the actual expenditure and the statistics finally became a perfect 0.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Naoi-sensei breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh—thank you so much, Sakuma-san!"

"You're welcome, teacher~ Then I'll go to class!" Sakuma was also in a good mood after solving the difference in the amount.

"Wait, Sakuma-san, I'm talking about you--" Naoi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in the middle of speaking, and stopped the girl again, "Speaking of Sakuma-san, you haven't joined any club yet."

"Well, yes, I usually go home directly after school."

"Then you—" Naoi cleared his throat, and asked, "Are you going to be the manager of the volleyball club, the one who manages the money." By the way, let's save the volleyball club from the hell of the month-end income and expenditure settlement.

"Eh?" The girl was startled, and it took only half a second to refuse, "Sorry, teacher, I don't join the club."

Just as Grinding said, investment pays attention to maximizing marginal benefits, so within the limited 24 hours of people, the girl also pays attention to maximizing the rate of return on use of every minute and every second.

Of course, apart from this principle, all the sources can only be attributed to two words - no money.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." Naoi said it casually, thinking it was the best thing possible, he waved his hand and said, "I'm asking too abruptly, you should go to class first."

"Okay teacher, then I'll go first!"

After seeing off the energetic girl, Naoi turned around with a smile, but when he turned around, he met Coach Nekomata's probing eyes.

"Cat... Cat and teacher! When did you come here!" Naoi-sensei patted his chest and complained silently, this old man was really as silent as a cat.

"Haha, Naoi, you—" Coach Maomata chuckled a few times, and said kindly, "You have a great 'chip', why don't you know how to use it?"

"?" Naoi returned a puzzled look.

I only heard Coach Maoyou say: "That kid, didn't you get very close to our team's Momo recently, I don't think Momo doesn't hate her."

"That's why." Coach Maoyou narrowed his eyes, "Don't you think it's the best time to sleep together during the May Day Golden Week?"

Naoi shuddered: "..."

May Day Golden Week, in front of Yinju High School.

Grinding yawned, and dazedly took out his PSP to refresh himself, but an unexpected person appeared in front of him.

"Za... Sakuma?" The blond boy's arms froze in mid-air, and he rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't drowsy.

"Ah, Mr. Lone Claw!" Because it was early morning, Sakuma lowered his voice and waved at him, but couldn't restrain the excitement in his voice.

"You... how could you..."

"Oh, because Coach Neko said, you guys are going to stay together in Miyagi Prefecture on May Day." Sakuma approached and explained, "If I don't go with you, wouldn't it be a few days since I won't see Lone Claw-kun!"

Can't see Mr. Lone Claw = Can't hold thighs = It's useless to think about the stock market at home.

So when the cat's coach found the girl, he asked her if she would like to go to Miyagi Prefecture together this time, and try to be the manager of Yinkoma for a month.Parentheses, the kind that manage money.

The girl immediately forgot about the principle of weighing the pros and cons, and agreed without even thinking about it.

After Sakuma finished explaining enthusiastically, everyone suddenly fell into silence.

And even Heiwei, who has always had a stomach full of bad water, opened his mouth with an indescribable expression——

Well, the kid Sakuma.Absolutely (accented accent) is the kind of person who was sold and paid for.

The author has something to say: Make up a little useless knowledge. The word "manager (けいり)" in Japanese is actually a position in charge of money (a collection of accountants, cashiers and finances), so the Japanese name of the team manager in the original work is manager.There is no need to worry about whether the teacher is talking about the manager or けいり~ Just treat it as me playing a word game 030