Husband is the president of the president [Comprehensive]

The uniform address for customers in maid cafes is "master", that is, ごしゅじん[狗修金]様.Sanriyue was indeed right.

But at first hearing the rippling tone, he thought he was on some erotic occasion. If he really let him go out like this with rabbit ears to call people, he would probably be called by the police soon to check the water meter.

Coffee shops are serious business.

Su Ti glanced at Sanri Yue Zongjin, who was unaware of his own charm, in particular distress, and was forced to nod in the other's expectant eyes, holding back his shame: "...um."

Invisible to the naked eye, the golden light is as graceful as a snake, suddenly drilled out from the man's heart.

There was a blur in front of his eyes, Su Ti shook his head, and then he was properly covered by a pair of hands.At the moment of agreeing, it seemed that something suddenly penetrated into the forehead from the outside, and the blood sizzled and boiled.

Sanri Yuezong smiled silently.

Human voices are born with spirits, also known as speech spirits.

"Owner."

Justifiably.

Su Ti grabbed his hand with one hand and rubbed his head with the other hand, but he didn't feel anything anymore, as if the pain just now was just an illusion.

After hearing what he said clearly, my head started to hurt again, and I had to continue playing the role of master and servant for a long time.

"Ah."

She responded crisply and entered the role of customer: "I want a cute omelet rice, please."

The menu of the maid coffee shop is very shameful, and there are other kawaii pork chops, small puddings of love, sweetheart [actually foie gras]... and so on.

The young man nodded happily. He seemed very interested in all kinds of new kitchen equipment purchased in the kitchen and was eager to try new things.

As long as you are interested, Su Ti felt relieved, and then watched helplessly as the other party almost blew up the kitchen.

I have never seen a person whose cooking skills are so lethal. After careful questioning, I found that Mikazuki Zongjin didn't even know that eggs with shells couldn't be heated in a microwave oven. He looked like an old man who lived in the last century.

Fortunately, he discovered it early, otherwise, other people would ask for money to cook, and he would really be terrible at cooking.

"Ah..." The man's face was covered with ashes, "I'm so sorry."

Su Ti took out a small handkerchief. Seeing that the other party was slow and demented and couldn't take care of herself, she could only stand on tiptoe and carefully wipe it off for him: "It's omelet rice, not egg fried rice."

"It's Mengmeng Omurice." Sanriyue corrected with a smile.

"..." So you know.

However, even if she was pointed out to be wrong and made a mistake, Sanriyue did not show the so-called elders at all, but admitted her mistakes humbly, reminding people of the old man who was obviously well-intentioned but accidentally caused trouble at home.

So there was no way to criticize him at all. Su Ti washed his veil and continued to wipe his face. The man patiently let her toss him around, his eyes half-curved, as if he was used to being taken care of.

Suddenly, it was discovered that the other party was completely lacking in common sense except for his good-looking face. He was not only handicapped but also incompatible with modern life.

Not knowing what happened before, Su Ti picked out the eggshells from the fried rice and threw them into the trash can.

Failed again, Sanriyue held a spatula in her hand, looked at the dark bottom of the pot, a flash of guilt flashed in her eyes, and asked seriously: "Then what should I do with the egg fried rice? Should I put the egg first or the rice first? "

Su Ti: "..."

Su Ti said in a muffled voice, "The oil should be drained first."

***

Because there will be an exam in the near future, the proportion between school and work will naturally need to be adjusted, and Su Ti puts his focus on the book.

It's not bad to be able to escape from Sanri Yuezong for a while, although no matter what he does, he looks pleasing to the eye, but in fact he is terribly slow, and if he is asked to serve a dish, the guests will probably starve to death.

His knife skills were unexpectedly good, almost to the point of perfection, so he was arranged to be a wall flower to attract female customers and provide them with "farewell to the ex" dishes.

In fact, it is cold cucumber slices, spicy stir-fried cucumber shreds, and dry-patted cucumber cubes.

Finally put it to good use.

Su Ti breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the empty seat next to him. It seems that Keigo Atobe has been very busy recently. Except for class, he couldn't see anyone, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

I just picked up the Japanese text to try to understand Wuai, but was interrupted by a few girls.

It looked familiar, it was the girls from the support group who were looking for trouble last time, their faces were a little embarrassed, and then they seemed to have made up their minds and bowed to her collectively.

"Please, student Su Ti!"

"..."

bother you for something.It's not like someone who came to find fault, but when he heard the request, Su Ti had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, I heard them say: "Anyway, please be our team leader!"

Su Ti was at a loss for what to do with the sudden plot.

The girls gave way to Hanako Hirano, who was standing in the middle, and said affectionately: "If you are the leader, I like you the most! So, please don't say that kind of rejection..."

Where did the middle school girl come from?The lines full of Two-dimensional style gave Su Ti a stomachache, and he looked a little helpless: "Chief? Kurolo?"

"Of course not," the girls explained earnestly: "It's the head of the Atobe Ice Emperor Support Group. We all feel that apart from you, Su Jun, no one is more suitable for this position."

After hesitating, he explained that the student union's discussion was to ask the support team to apologize to the girls who had hurt them and get forgiveness.They did it one by one, but fortunately, although they made a lot of trouble on the surface, Bingdi's management was strict, and it was just a small fight before [mainly because no one was as positive as Su Ti], and they were forgiven after sincerely apologizing.

However, it is impossible for the support group not to be officially recognized, or even denied by the person, to survive, so everyone discussed and decided to abdicate.

If the head of the group is someone that Keigo Atobe can accept, then there may be hope of sustaining it.

After the incident at the fountain, the head of the group naturally thought nothing of Su Ti, and I heard that Bingdi's cosplay club was going to be disbanded, but since Su Ti joined, they even got sponsorship from Atobe.

Although there are suspicions that the Yue family relied on selling their daughters to hug their son-in-law's thighs, it is true that they got money.

"..." Su Ti thought this was some kind of metaphor: "It's the work of Baishi and Asuka, and it has nothing to do with me."

The title of her vice president is really just a name to add credits. It's not that she didn't go to the club for a big event. The reason why the cos club can revive is because Shiraishi and Asuka are already very capable, but they just lacked a stage to display it in the past. .

The short-haired girl shook her head: "Please believe in your strength."

Strength, but also Bharara energy.Su Ti had a toothache: "I want to study."

"If you want, the group leader only needs to be responsible for making decisions, and leave the rest to us."

Hirano Hanako lowered her head and said softly: "Besides, although we have done many wrong things before, the support team should not be obliterated because of our mistakes."

"There are many other innocent members in it. They sincerely yearn for and admire Atobe-sama, and they have never done anything wrong... So, we want to do our best to restore, correct mistakes, and revive the club."

Su Ti wrinkled her nose, buried her face a little bit, didn't know what to say, bit her lip, and hesitated for a while: "But, but... didn't you all repel girls approaching Keigo Atobe before? "

"We don't reject it at all!"

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter what the leader said!"

In the end, out of nowhere, Su Ti stood at the door of the president's office with the support group's schedule.

Turning around, the girls clasped their hands together and bowed to her.

"..." There is absolutely no chance for people to refuse.

Su Ti drooped her shoulders, whoever let her always take the soft but not the hard, once the other party was gentle, she would have no confidence at all.

And in contact with Atobe Keigo, there is nothing to resist.

Seeing that Su Ti finally entered the office, the girls finally breathed a sigh of relief, it should be all right now.

Looking at it, the short-haired girl suddenly clapped her hands, and suddenly said: "Do you think this is the domineering president and his little sweetheart?"

"Refused to go against cp." Hirano Hanako, who has been demoted to deputy head, shook her head, reminding everyone to recall the disparity in force value, and recalling how Su Ti protected her that day, blushing, heart beating, bowing her head and saying: " ... I am the team leader."

So it's—fans push against idols.

The people who were poked at the g* point suddenly became excited: "Arrangement! Find a painter and write a book!"

***

Su Ti stood at the door and hesitated for a long time.

Obviously it's business now, but I just feel a little timid in my heart, and I can't say why.

Knocking on the door, a faint "come in" came from inside.

The arrow is on the string.

Almost at the moment of pushing the door, Keigo Atobe looked up, paused with his hands, then quickly lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the paper, without even a single extra look.

It seems really busy.

She was a little shy and embarrassed after not seeing him for a few days, but Su Ti didn't know how to speak, but seeing him turn his head, a strange sense of grievance came up instead.

He was actually avoiding her.

Why.

The temperature of the air conditioner is so low. Su Ti felt his hands were a bit cold, so he slowly brought his hands to his mouth and breathed lightly.

How could he go so far.

Mingming smiled at her before and applied medicine to her, everything was normal.

It gives people the illusion that even if he doesn't like her, it at least shows that he has some meaning for her.

But after the text message, he didn't reply to the message, and he always avoided it deliberately in school.

She was a little slow to respond, but she was not a fool. She obviously felt cold, but she still comforted herself in her heart, pretending that the other party was just not free.

But now the situation is so obvious.

He was avoiding her, he was avoiding her.

Su Ti sniffed, feeling her eyes were a little sour, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable. It seemed that because of her depression, her stomach began to throb and hurt.

After being silent for a long time without hearing a sound, Keigo Atobe raised his head in doubt, his heart sank.

The sharp pen tip scratched the paper, and he didn't care about it anymore. He pushed away the documents on the table and quickly left the desk. He walked to Su Ti's side and squatted down, raised his hand, and gently landed on her back. The voice couldn't hide the anxiety: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"cold……"

Keigo Atobe turned off the air conditioner without saying a word, then took off his uniform and covered her body: "Is it still cold?"

The pair of paws that were always warm seemed to be frozen now, and his palm was warm, but no matter how he held it, it couldn't get warm.

Su Ti squatted on the ground and surrounded his body, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and his lower lip was clenched tightly with a little blood: "Don't come here, I don't want you to come here, I don't know you."

"Stop making trouble." Atobe Keigo raised his voice a little, then said urgently in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?

His whole body was cold and weak, Su Ti pulled his hand several times but did not take it back from Keigo Atobe's hand, so he had to bury his head in his knees, like a little ostrich, his soft voice was full of moisture: "... ...go away."

Obviously angry, but not at all persuasive.

No matter how you ask, Su Ti just refuses to say what makes her uncomfortable.Atobe Keigo frowned, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand, put one hand on her arm, and the other on the girl's knee.

Su Ti's voice was crying: "What are you doing!"

"Be honest." Atobe Keigo's voice sank, and he made a gesture to pick her up: "Go to the hospital."

"I do not want to go!"

"Then you have to tell me." Atobe Jingwu said coldly, seeing that she didn't speak again, the corners of her lips curled up, and she simply reached out to hug her: "Very well, I don't think you will be honest anymore."

"I said, I said!" Su Ti raised his head in a panic, grabbed his sleeves, his bloodless face flushed abnormally, and the base of his snow-white ears were so red that they were about to bleed, he opened his mouth, his voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing Hum: "...it's that one."

"What did you say?" Atobe Keigo frowned even deeper, not understanding what she meant.

Su Ti closed her eyes and went all out: "I'm on my period!"

"..."

Atobe Keigo coughed suddenly, turned his head away, and his hands and feet suddenly became stiff.

"Then..." He pretended to be calm: "Then what should I do? I'll go and pour you some hot water.

"..."

Hold back, the cultural gap between China and Japan.

At a loss for the first time, Keigo Atobe looked back at the water dispenser and was about to stand up to pour a cup of hot water.

"Wait." Su Ti grabbed his clothes, hesitating to speak.

Atobe Keigo knelt down, touched her face, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "What's wrong."

"I," Su Ti cried out in embarrassment, "I didn't bring a tampon."

"..."

Atobe Keigo took a deep breath: "I see."

The author has something to say: I found that every time I add an article, the points of the article increase are equivalent to 3000 words, so I hope you don’t think it’s annoying for me to collect it, because a little corpse like me has no choice but to be shameless Please, I hope you will like me a lot.

Today I thought of a very social plot, addicted to yy and unable to extricate myself, can I lower the scale when I see it?

I'm also in a hurry now, the squad leader hasn't written it for so long, so let's just give him a cool first.