It took half an hour to review all the stalls. Except for a few that do have safety problems, the remaining stalls have different styles but all meet the regulations.

Yuki Ai left almost all the stalls with suggestions. Asukao stood beside Yuki Ai and watched her bent down on the car and wrote carefully, thinking that this girl was so kind.

And those suggestions are quite pertinent. Asakawa thinks that Yuki Ai has done similar part-time jobs before. Even when can Kanto Cook be cooked to cope with the crowded period, Yuki Ai is perfect and thoughtful.

"Have the president ever done part-time jobs in this area before?" Asuka asked casually.

"Hey... the little one in my hometown..." Yuki Ai said casually, but suddenly she paused and showed a hint of embarrassment on her face. She didn't know how to explain, so she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Seeing her tangled and shyness, Asuka suddenly realized.

Yuki Ai doesn’t want to expose his family’s financial difficulties. Does he work part-time outside all day to make money?

But when can this kind of thing be hidden? Tokyo is so big, there will always be a day to meet again.

After thinking about it, Asukao decided to say what he said in his heart, otherwise he would always be pretending to be stupid with Yuki.

A lie must be filled with ten lies, which is not only for Asikawa, but also for Yuki.

"President... no, Yukisang." His tone became serious, and even changed his name.

"Eh?" Yuki Ai was stunned and turned to look at Asikawa's serious expression, "Is there anything wrong with Kanya-kun?"

"Yukisang, you're actually very hard, right?"

"Why did Kanya-kun say that?" Yuki Ai tilted his head, and his confusion looked cute: "Aren't the work done together? Everyone is almost the same in terms of hard work!"

"Applying for poverty alleviation requires not only the financial accountant's hand, but also the president's signature." Asakawa looked at Yuki Ai's beautiful pupils and said, "The vice president is also the president. The matter of taking the bill must also pass through my hands."

Yuki loves Bingxue smart, and she understands what Akigawa means.

Mr. Shengu already knew about family poverty subsidies, and accordingly, he also knew about his family’s poor family.

That sentence just now probably knew that I often did dirty work, so I asked?

It turned out that day did Kamiya Kan recognize herself in the maid cafe? Yuki Ai's IQ was really too junior high school, so she thought of more.

And he guessed very accurately. Asura Chuan really recognized what she did that day.

So...at that glass of lemon juice was actually bought by Kamiya Jun who felt sorry for himself?

That's right, after all, I just met Kamiya Jun at that time, so he must be the president of the first-year high school student union of Rende's charity school. He actually worked in a maid cafe, so it started with help!

Thinking of this, Yuki Ai's eyes dimmed, and the vibrant tenacity in his whole body seemed to be a little weaker.

There are no more wild flowers or morning dew in those beautiful eyes, but instead a layer of haze is covered with.

It's as gloomy as the rainy day in Tokyo.

It turns out that these rich children would not care about an ordinary part-time worker for no reason. They would not do anything without profit. The mother was indeed right.

This is a bloody lesson.

"So, is the lemon juice from Kamiya that day pitying me?" Yuki Ai lowered her head and pursed her lips, not going to see Akikawa.

[Yuki's preference for hobbies has dropped by 3 points, current preference for favorability: 10 points!]

【Long time no see, my friend. In the days without me, what good things have you done?】

Is this time you should show up?

Asahikawa had a little bad eyes, but after a moment, his expression suddenly calmed down again.

like……

Now, it really requires a system.

【It's good to understand, then I'm going to start stating my opening remarks.】

Can you start directly? Haven’t you seen Ai Yuki almost cried? Do you have no love at all?

Your cruel system!

[Okay OK, the Dangerous Love Game is now on, I wish you good luck... Oh by the way, in order to punish you to make you cry, your speed will double today!]

The prompt on the light blue pop-up window slowly disappeared and finally turned into a countdown.

[Currently, remaining points for dangerous love games: 70080 points, 70040 points, 70000 points...]

The descent speed of forty points per second is really exaggerated.

Asakawa murmured in his heart. The last time he had a dangerous love game with Ye Ying Haruna fell a little every second, but today it dropped at 40:40.

It seems that even the system feels that it is imperative to increase Yuki's favorability.

Think carefully about every word I will say next.

Asakawa's eyes were firm and he no longer looked at the countdown on the light blue pop-up window. He looked at Yuki Ai's head lowered and felt helpless, thinking about her heart.

Holding a girl's heart in her palm and gently peeling it apart bit by bit to peek into her true thoughts is a skill that Asahikawa has always been proud of.

As the saying goes, a woman’s heart is under the sea, and he cannot guarantee that she can understand the other person’s psychology by 100%. However, as long as she is sincere, even if she is a drop in the ocean, she will take it out tomorrow.

"Lemon juice from that day? What lemon juice?" Asukara spoke.

Since it caused Yuki Ai's illusion that he did not know the other person at that time, he would definitely not admit it now!

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be like admitting in disguise that you are a villain who plots against others’ true feelings?

Yuki Ai suddenly raised her head, tears faintly in her eyes, but she bit her lip and frowned, trying not to let the tears fall.

With an imperceptible tremor in her voice, she said, "The lemon juice you left me in Venus Castle that day, just think I have worked hard, do you feel sorry for me!"

The voice was not loud, almost the same as Yuki Ai's usual voice. Even if she was already like this, she was still not used to yelling at others.

But this is the first time Asukawa has heard Yuki Ai say such a tone.

His heart suddenly felt like someone was pulling him.

"Is that you?" Asakawa pretended to think for a moment, and then asked carefully, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done anything extra without your consent. If you feel uncomfortable, I apologize to you..."

"Kun Shengu, don't you know that it's me?"

"If I remember correctly that day, the president should have worn a rabbit hood? How could I recognize it?"

"It's actually a bear hood..."

"Oh sorry, sorry, I have no impression of it anymore. I only remembered that I bought you a glass of lemon juice and put it in the store. I told the clerk to let you take a rest."

Asakusa scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, just like a straight man who knew nothing about steel.

How could he forget that it was a bear hoodie?

But Yuki Ai believed most of the things he did and deliberately said wrong things.

So Yuki Ai's face, which was about to storm, lowered her face again, but her cheeks were covered with a hint of rosy.

In fact, it is not only as simple as buying a glass of lemon juice, but also the refreshing mouthful that Shen Gu Jun personally handed to his mouth...

It seems that Kangu Jun forgot this detail... But that's fine, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to think about it now.

Recalling the scene of that day, the love of Yuki Castle is vivid in my mind.

Maybe Kanya Jun really just saw that a stranger had worked so hard, and that kindness would make such a move, but for Ai Yuki, he would never forget that little bit of lemon juice in his life.

When she was drowsy and about to have heatstroke, a straw was handed to her mouth, and the scent of lemon that emitted air conditioning eroded her sense of smell.

Then a nice sound rang in my ears, and it was like this at that moment.

Asakusa was standing in front of her eyes, her voice still remained unchanged, and everything seemed like a copy of that day.

It turned out that Kangu Jun did not recognize the help he had reached out. No matter who was under the bear's hood, he would do the same thing...

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Asukakawa's approach is a bit fraternal, but what Yuki Ai wants is his mentality that he cannot watch the person who is suffering!

Who doesn’t like a caring and handsome boy?

But after all, Kangu Jun can only represent himself. It would be great if everyone was as Asahi like Kangu Jun.

Maybe my mother won't get sick anymore.

Asakawa walked to Ai Yuki, held Yuki Ai's thin shoulders with both hands, bent down slightly and looked at her eyes, very seriously: "President, if your family is in trouble, why not tell us? We will help you."

"Kanya, things are much more important than you think......" Yuki Ai's eyes moved away, his face a little down and unwilling.

After gradually broadening his horizons, Yuki Ai realized that his family could not be summarized by the word "poor".

When in the countryside of Kanagawa, Yuki's neighbors actually had a better living standard than Yuki's family who were in debt.

If you don’t have your mother’s illness and your father’s debts, Yukizuki’s love for your family cannot be considered a poor family.

But after she walked out of Kanagawa, she realized that even if there were no burdens to pull their family, compared with these young masters and ladies in Tokyo, it would be a height that would never reach in her life!

Not to mention the Hanyu family and the Chukano family, even the family conditions of Kamiya-kun have crushed Yuki Ai in all aspects.

The apples that Kamiya Akikawa eats every night, Yuki Ai has never eaten since he has supported this family.

She had long forgotten what the fruit tasted, and even the few she sent by her neighbors because they saw that they were too bitter, she left it to her younger brother, sister and mother.

The benefits given to the student union at the school were taken away by Yuki Ai, either to the neighbors who often took care of them or to the place where they could work to their colleagues.

Yuki Ai can't forget everyone who helped her, this is the truth my mother taught her.

"How is it better than I thought? Are you trying to say that your family is poorer than I thought, right?" Asakawa pressed forward step by step: "Even so, why not say it out? It's always impossible to carry it alone. The members of the student union respect the president very much, and we will help you together."
To be continued...