"Senpai Miharu Taki, I'm sorry, but the condition you mentioned just doesn't pique my interest."
Ayanokoji shook his head, "I'm not short on money; I can still afford the contributions."
"I see…" Miharu Taki Sakura was a bit disappointed, but she didn't insist, "Then never mind. Let's just pretend I didn't say anything."
At this moment, the video had finished uploading to his cloud storage. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka shut down the computer, stood up, and left the Beautification Committee with Miharu Taki Sakura.
"You go ahead. I need to go to the Student Council." She stopped in front of the Teaching Building and said to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
Ayanokoji nodded, watched her leave, then went to the cafeteria to eat before returning to the room he had booked at the hotel.
He opened the computer in the room, logged into his cloud storage, and opened the surveillance video again, only watching the segment from early the next morning.
The culprit was obvious; anyone could figure it out after watching the video twice.
It's just… should he tell Saotome Meari?
Or should he keep his mouth shut and act as if nothing happened?
This was what Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was struggling with.
He thought for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion. In the end, he decided to put the matter aside for now and wait for the right time.
After a comfortable bath, he fell into a deep sleep.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had previously instructed the hotel front desk that he did not require housekeeping services while he was staying there.
He lazily woke up late the next day.
At noon, he called the front desk via the internal phone to order his lunch.
After waiting twenty minutes, a server delivered his meal.
He only had to pay the original price of the lunch, with no delivery fee or tip required. Ayanokoji was very satisfied with this room service.
For the entire afternoon after lunch, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka did nothing but sit in front of his computer, checking the fluctuations in the stock and bitcoin markets, and leisurely playing games all afternoon.
The social event was scheduled to start at 8 PM, but at 6 PM, Kuroki Ya sent him a message, reminding him not to forget to come to the banquet hall and that a pass had already been prepared for him.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka lingered in his room for a while, took a shower, put on his school uniform, and headed to the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was located on the first floor of a multi-functional building. Besides the banquet hall, this building also housed various exhibition halls such as an exhibition hall, auction hall, performance hall, and auditorium.
Even though there were fewer than five thousand students in this school, they had designed so many extravagant places. He wondered how many of them would actually be used…
Ayanokoji muttered to himself as he pushed open the doors of the banquet hall.
The banquet hall had excellent soundproofing. Before pushing the door, Ayanokoji hadn't heard any sound and thought there wouldn't be many people, but in fact, fifty or sixty people had already arrived before him.
The banquet hall was roughly the size of a sports arena inside, with a red carpet covering the floor. On the stage, a woman in an evening gown was playing a soothing Bach piano piece.
In the center of the room, two ten-meter-long tables, like those in the Hogwarts Great Hall, were arranged in parallel, laden with food, drinks, and desserts. At the end of the long tables, there was also a champagne tower.
The fifty or sixty people inside the banquet hall were scattered throughout the room, chatting and laughing.
High society.
Just as Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was about to walk in, a male student with a livestock tag on his chest stopped Ayanokoji.
"Hello, student, do you have a pass?"
"A pass…" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka paused.
He had indeed heard Kuroki Ya say that a pass was needed to enter. As Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was about to call Kuroki, Kuroki Ya, who was in the crowd, spotted Ayanokoji with his sharp eyes, put down his wine glass, and ran over, greeting him.
He ran up to Ayanokoji, smiling, pulled a card from his pocket, and handed it to the student checking for passes.
"Student, his pass is with me."
The student checking confirmed it wasn't forged, nodded, pulled a stamp from his pocket, and pressed it onto the card.
"You may enter." He handed the card to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
"Ayanokoji, you're finally here." Kuroki Ya patted Ayanokoji's shoulder, complaining with a smile, "I thought you weren't coming."
"Isn't it only 7:30? The event doesn't start for another half an hour, why are you here so early?"
"Although it starts at 8 o'clock, as guests, we should arrive early. This is also a form of etiquette, I suppose." Kuroki Ya joked, "You, as a rich second-generation, should attend these banquets often, do I still need to teach you this?"
Ayanokoji shook his head, "Although I've been to a few, I don't like crowded places, so I haven't paid much attention to these things."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's words were true.
In the two years before Ayanokoji Kiyotaka lost his memory, Ayanokoji Fugang did indeed take him to some similar high-society gatherings.
But after a few times, Ayanokoji sensed that those people were not quite right; they were like hungry wolves, their gazes filled with undisguised greed, which made him very uncomfortable.
So, Ayanokoji used his amnesia as an excuse, saying that he would get a headache whenever he went to such crowded places, and he absolutely refused to go.
Ayanokoji Fugang didn't believe him and took Ayanokoji Kiyotaka a few more times. Each time they arrived, Ayanokoji would complain of pain, and Ayanokoji Fugang had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.
"As expected of a young master, he just refuses to go. If I hadn't come to this school, I might never have been able to come to a place like this in my entire life…"
He sighed with emotion and led Ayanokoji Kiyotaka to three men. Each of them held a wine glass and were chatting with smiles on their faces.
"Yo, Kuroki, you're here. Is this the friend you mentioned…?"
A man with medium-length hair, looking noble and like a young gentleman, turned his face with a smile and greeted Ayanokoji, "Hello, I'm Ochi Ren."
"I'm Kuonji Mamoru." A man with black-rimmed glasses, a serious expression, and who looked like he came from an elite background with strict upbringing, said.
Both of them were very handsome and exuded an aristocratic aura.
There was also another person, who was stout and had a round face. He had already developed a beer belly at a young age, indicating a very good family background at first glance.
He was currently grinning foolishly, ogling the girls around him, until Ochi Ren coughed, which brought him back to attention.
Kuroki Ya enthusiastically put his arm around the chubby student, "Tanaka, let me introduce you. This is the one I told you about. Although he's a freshman like you, he's a very formidable expert!"
"You must be Tanaka Yuzuna! It's an honor to meet you! Hello, my name is Tanaka Yuzuna." Tanaka enthusiastically shook Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's hand.
"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka." Ayanokoji nodded, stating his name.
"As Kuroki said, you're really handsome. It's great to be friends with you!" He said with a smile.
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