Accost Splendora ❷ C-12_111 Under The Peach Tree

Book By Ryan T.S

CHAPTER TWELVE-*CRIMSON RESEMBLANCE*

Page 111- _Frosted Mirage: Aftermath_

      'Cancel the class 1-S field trip and i will produce an incredible profit making idea for the cultural festival." In seconds, mindless boys voted for canceling except for one person, the cold stern president i couldn't charm. But votes crushed his high seat, turning his suspicious unconvinced look useless.

Quite the punctuality after our meeting, charts were promptly hung up on the cafeteria walls, each delivering devastating cancellation news.

But lacking ample time to lament the first year cream class, we posted the new life-bringing pages of our joint class offer. Which of course, i orchestrated and made perfect as a Representative.

At first i vouched for Merumi Aigasaki's name as the partner turn in, knowing her fear of attention. Cheese, trap and the mouse?, hah!, everything fell right into place.

         She panicked, and of course goody-two-shoes Haruno offered to help.

Desperate me strode on the verge of creating a backup position for her, but much to my delight, the missy offered to step in as the Rep instead. A better yet turn of events which i used to my advantage.

Suffocated by the increasing load of work, i had to lessen overwhelming pressure, expected from me as _*The Unknown*_.

Coincidentally one morning, i snatched an unlikely situation on my way to stash in the last mandatory threats. Covered by a hoodie well and so, stood the shadow of an unfamiliar boy by miss Haruno's locker. He attempted a tackle sideways but suddenly froze.

When i thought of moving over to catch him, all i felt was the sudden gust of wind as he ran past me, escaping a yell from the door.

Next thing i saw?, miss Haruno chasing after him. You think i would've popped out to say hi, but instead an idea came to. If my target were to mistakenly aim at someone else who obviously was a male, then thanked be God she'd definitely turn down any hints pointing to me.

So i slithered away through the crowd, smirk-packed and glad to have tied one loose end.

Thanks to unforeseen tiny luck, i was able to easily spy on Rin and notice her enter the storage room. Which of course that's where i placed a recorder, so close to the air vents, and immediately contacted my "news reporter" uncle.

With a sly bright grin, i placed a few conditions and gave him an abstract audio-playing, stained with proof of existing matured imperial children. All he had to do was wait for my signal, and secretly snapped pictures from the festival, plus a special audio, would be released.

To Be Continued......