Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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However, she could not openly express these thoughts to Tsukishima Chizuru.

"I have my own path to walk, and the one you've planned for me isn't suitable."

"hehe."

Chizuru Tsukishima chuckled softly and stopped arguing.

Deep down, she was obsessed with power, and she also deeply loved Qingze.

She wanted to be the Prime Minister's wife, but that Prime Minister had to be Qingze; no one else would do.

"I called you here mainly because of Hoshino Saori."

She got to the point, "Her father is very dissatisfied with his daughter's current state and hopes that the school can guide her to make more friends with girls her own age and gradually correct her unique personality."

Saori Hoshino's father is a member of the school's board of directors and a pharmaceutical tycoon who has long funded education. He also has deep-rooted connections within the government.

Building a good relationship with this bigwig would undoubtedly be of great benefit to Aozawa's future career, which is one of the important reasons why Tsukishima Chizuru arranged for Aozawa to teach at this girls' school.

Most of the students here are either rich or powerful.

Students from ordinary families, like Yuki Maeda, are a small minority who are specially recruited to improve the college entrance examination pass rate.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Hmm~"

Chizuru Tsukishima let out a very alluring nasal sound.

Qingze took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent thoughts, and turned to leave the office.

The door closed gently.

Chizuru Tsukishima's lips curled into a triumphant smile as she muttered to herself, "With such a mature and juicy body right in front of you, let's see how long you can hold out~"

……

Morning self-study and classes.

During lunch break, Qingze quickly ate lunch in the cafeteria and then began searching for Yatohime on campus.

There's no courtyard, and no classrooms either.

He immediately turned to the top floor of the teaching building.

The door to the school rooftop is usually locked.

But for some people, that lock is useless.

Sure enough, when Qingze opened the half-closed door, the spring breeze was blowing into the corridor through the emerald green protective netting.

A pair of calves encased in exquisite black stockings were suspended in the air, swinging casually.

Aozawa said, "Yato, don't vandalize public property."

"It's just a lock, it's not worth much, I'll pay for it."

Yatohime spoke casually, her legs still dangling.

She likes to sit on a high place overlooking the scenery and enjoy the feeling of the strong wind hitting her face, which gives her a sense of freedom and ease, as if she can be carried away by the wind.

Qingze circled around her dangling legs, glanced at her hand, and asked, "Have you finished lunch?"

Yatohime stuffed the last bite of bread into her mouth, chewed a few times, swallowed, and casually crumpled the wrapper into a ball, saying, "Finished eating? Did you need something?"

"You haven't joined any clubs yet, have you?"

Do you think any club would dare to take me in?

Yatohime countered with a self-deprecating tone.

What she considered a "righteous act" at the beginning of the school year only earned her fear and gossip from everyone.

From then on, she was no longer involved in club activities.

Qingze calmly replied, "Then come with me, and I'll introduce you to the Philosophy Club."

Chapter 11 Hoshino Saori, so easy to please

The Philosophy Society's activity room is located on the far east side of the society building. It is not large, about sixty square meters.

Saori Hoshino's favorite thing to do during lunch break is to sit by the window, enjoying a five-star bento prepared by her family's chef while gazing at the cherry blossom trees at the school gate and the street scene outside the school.

Occasionally, she would gaze at this scenery and offer what she considered to be philosophical insights into life.

She chose this place, rather than the classroom or the cafeteria, not because she lacked close friends to have lunch with or was afraid of appearing alone.

She doesn't care about being alone at all.

It doesn't matter if you have no friends; we are born alone and will die alone.

She doesn't envy those girls who huddle together and chatter, and she can't understand why someone would excitedly show off to others because of a high number of likes on social media.

These are all too vulgar; only those who cannot see through the vanity of worldly affairs would indulge in them.

She, Saori Hoshino, will never be blinded by such superficial noise!

Just as she was slowly chewing her food, letting her thoughts wander aimlessly, and seemed to vaguely catch a spark of inspiration in her mind, the door of the philosophy club was pushed open with a "click".

"Hoshino."

The familiar voice startled her, and she quickly turned around: "Teacher..."

Before the words of complaint could be uttered, they got stuck in his throat.

Her gaze passed over Qingze and landed on the radiant young woman behind him.

Saori Hoshino's heart immediately went into alarm mode, but she remained outwardly calm, simply watching silently.

Aozawa said, "Yato hasn't joined the club yet, so I'm inviting her to the Philosophy Club. You two should get along well in the future."

"I am both fire and tinder; one part of me consumes the other."

Hoshino Saori replied almost reflexively, and then added, "I love those who make their morality their own inclination and destiny."

"There are three realms of the human spirit: the camel, the lion, and the child."

Nietzsche's famous quotes came out of her mouth like a machine gun.

This was her subconscious reaction when she was extremely nervous.

Use well-known quotes to build a defense and express your true inner turmoil.

She couldn't remember when she developed this habit.

All I remember is that ever since then, in addition to "honest," people have also described her as "a strange person."

Girls her age gradually distanced themselves from her, which made it even harder for her to get rid of this habit.

At that moment, she was so nervous that her toes, encased in white stockings, curled up tightly.

"Ha ha!"

Yato-hime let out a loud laugh.

A strong sense of shame immediately welled up in Hoshino Saori's heart.

For a fleeting moment, she even had the urge to jump out of the window, bang her head on the ground, and end her "poet-like" life.

She was just about to put this desperate thought into action.

Yato-hime then said, "You talk nonsense, but it's quite interesting!"

Hoshino Saori froze, staring blankly at Yato-hime.

For the first time in my life, someone described her as "interesting" instead of "strange."

"Don't you...don't you think it's strange of me to act like this?"

"Strange!"

Yato-hime nodded readily.

Hoshino Saori immediately solidified her resolve to jump off the building and silently put down the bento box in her hand.

However, Yatohime then added, "But that's what makes it interesting."

It would be so boring to be as rigid and inflexible as everyone else.

Saori Hoshino silently picked up the bento box again, a secret joy welling up inside her.

But she didn't want to show it on her face. Although her little emotions were already obvious, she still pretended to be calm and said, "Well, since that's the case, I agree to her joining."

Although she had previously thought that Yatohime might be a terrifying person, after this conversation, she felt that this new classmate might be a good person.

Qingze smiled with satisfaction and said, "I knew you guys would get along well. Since we're just killing time anyway, let's play a game of drawing jokers."

"Ah."

Saori Hoshino nodded gently.

……

The leisurely lunch break passed by, and after the busy afternoon classes, Qingze once again came to the philosophy club activity room.

He opened the door, and two pairs of neatly arranged shoes were already waiting in the entryway.

The girl with long, straight black hair was kneeling in front of the low table, complaining, "Teacher, you're too slow! Come here quickly!"

After an afternoon of deep thought, my skill in drawing the Joker card is now far superior to what I had seven noon sessions ago.

Saori Hoshino showed off with great enthusiasm, as if she had achieved something extraordinary.

Qingze couldn't help but complain, "It would be so much better if you put that kind of energy into studying."

That being said, considering Hoshino Saori's family background, that kind of illustrious background that puts her at the top of the ladder that ordinary people can hardly reach from birth, it seems to make sense that she lacks the motivation to study.

"Everything that is decisive is born from interest."

Saori Hoshino, head held high, uttered yet another famous quote.

Aozawa wasn't very familiar with those famous quotes, but any words that Hoshino Saori said that sounded reasonable were most likely her "creative interpretation" of a famous quote.

And they would naturally record these words in their philosophy notebooks.

I imagine that one day in the future, when Saori Hoshino opens this notebook again, she will definitely feel the urge to strangle her current self.