Diary Of Service Club, Helping The Elf Princess

This assistance isn't something that ends after just one or two sessions; long-term assistance requires more considerations.

However, Iris saw that while Hikigaya didn't seem to reject the idea of assistance much, and even looked at her with a bit of fondness, he didn't appear particularly enthusiastic about it either, showing no signs of taking initiative.

Yesterday, she heard from Hiratsuka-sensei that the Service Club president, Hikigaya, has a childhood friend who's also the student council president, and that childhood friend has a twin sister. Additionally, the Service Club only has two members, the other being Yukino Yukinoshita, an exceptionally talented and virtuous noblewoman from a prestigious family.

No wonder he doesn't take the initiative—assisting her brings him little benefit while requiring him to take on quite a bit of risk.

After serious contemplation, she decisively chose to sit in Hikigaya's lap, tempting him to accept the assistance on the spot.

She desperately needed such an excellent and powerful assistant; for the sake of the elf race's lineage, she could only apologize to Hikigaya's childhood friend.

However, despite the emotional torment she endured, Iris gained a lot.

The vitality of the president is truly abundant; even after she absorbed several waves, he didn't seem to weaken much.

'It might be because it was also the president's first time... But still, it was amazing...'

Whenever Iris thought about what had just happened, her thoughts couldn't help but wander to the scene, her cheeks flushed red.

One could say that, had it not been for the embarrassment of occupying Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei's office for too long, she might still be inside receiving the president's assistance.

After all, if she wanted to get pregnant, she would need long-term, frequent assistance from the president.

"It's better to finalize things early. Next, we need to consider how to increase the frequency of assistance during the assistant's free time."

Aegis nodded while glancing at Iris, whose white-socked legs were still tightly pressed together. She felt a bit sorry for her but couldn't do much about it.

Compared to Iris, who is petite, cute, and well-liked among the elf citizens, she, with her bad temper, taller stature, and inability to say sweet words, is an uninteresting elf. No one wanted her, making it impossible for her to share the burden with Iris.

After secretly discussing confidential matters concerning the Elf Royal Family, Iris and Aegis hurried back to their class before lessons resumed.

Their current class had quite a few demihuman students, including demons, dragons, vampires, succubi, and others.

Some demihumans were locals who had integrated with humans and lost their powerful abilities; they had already been studying at this school for a long time.

Others, like them, had recently transferred here from another world. However, unlike them, the rest weren't so high-profile. Most had transferred quietly, and if their racial traits weren't obvious, no one would notice their demihuman identities.

Iris didn't know why there were so many demihumans here. However, they had come here because the high elves of the elf race had used mana to sense destiny, predicting that the next assistant to the elf queen would be here.

Now that they had found the predicted assistance, they didn't want to complicate things. So, they had to be cautious in their assistance activities, avoiding the disciplinary committee and other demihumans to prevent any intentional interference.

[Ding~]

[Daily task completed, +1 Constitution]

Hikigaya sighed internally at the shyness and nervousness of the elf princess Iris while checking his gains.

Although he had assisted Iris, as expected, the assistance task for the elf princess showed no progress.

This was within his expectations. The so-called assistance for the elf princess most likely required her to get pregnant or even give birth to an elf baby to count as task completion.

Today, he had worked hard for an entire class period, only completing the daily task and earning a +1 to his constitution.

If only the rewards were given per session—it would be fine for his body. However, the daily task rewards could only be obtained once per day.

'Well… never mind', He couldn't be too greedy. After all, he could earn an attribute point just by sitting still.

Although the random +1 attribute per daily task didn't seem like much, over time, it would accumulate into a significant amount.

The only problem was that he didn't know his current stats. The system didn't have a personal information panel; it only had the assassin killer template, club functions, love list, and daily task features.

Forget about a system store—there wasn't even a storage space. For now, he could still use the servant collar himself, but what if he later received some awkward reward he couldn't use?

Of course, that was just a thought. He didn't actually dislike the current system. After all, it was quite helpful. As he slowly completed character tasks and hunted minotaurs for rewards, he might even get a chance to visit the heavens someday.

Earlier, when he admitted to tampering with the convenience store surveillance, Hiratsuka Shizuka confirmed he was the culprit. However, her reaction was rather subdued.

Normally, even if Hiratsuka Shizuka were a benevolent teacher with little sympathy for bullies, her response to him killing someone was surprisingly calm. She merely advised him not to recklessly use illegal means of violence.

Given Hiratsuka Shizuka's good family background and her role as a student guidance counselor, he figured she must be well-informed about certain things happening on campus.

This suggested he could be a bit bolder in his actions moving forward.

Hikigaya began contemplating how to deal with minotaurs should he encounter them on campus.

With the plethora of assassin and killer skills he had mastered, including Hitman 47's disguise expertise, there was no reason for him to be so anxious about getting caught. If push came to shove, he could simply deny knowing anything.

However, athletic clubs on campus were often hotspots for minotaurs. Continuously ambushing them outside the school wasn't ideal either.

Thus, he had tested Hiratsuka Shizuka's stance.

If she had a strong opinion about him, he'd restrain himself and act discreetly.

If she didn't sympathize with those scumbags, he could be more assertive, intervening openly without worrying about being labeled a bully.

With allies in the student council, the disciplinary committee, and among the teachers, how could those campus degenerates possibly compete with him?

Having decided on his course of action, Hikigaya leisurely strolled around campus, occasionally activating his eagle vision to scout for minotaurs.

Originally, he had planned to return to class before the session started, but Hiratsuka Shizuka had held him back a bit longer. Since class had already begun, he didn't feel the need to rush.

As long as it wasn't Hiratsuka Shizuka's language class, being late wouldn't be an issue. He could simply report and explain himself without worrying about being called out to answer questions.

"Excuse me."

Upon reaching the classroom door, Hikigaya observed the teaching flow inside. He waited for a pause before knocking and interrupting.

Standing at the podium, Mafuyu Kirisu had already noticed the peeking Hikigaya. She coldly fixed her gaze on him.

"Question: Why are you late?"

"Hiratsuka-sensei needed to speak with me."

Hikigaya kept his explanation brief, knowing that class representative Rurikawa Tsubaki could vouch for him being called away by Hiratsuka-sensei.

"Hiratsuka-sensei? Hikigaya, please return to your seat first."

Mafuyu Kirisu glanced at Hikigaya with a cold expression and directed him to go back to his seat.

Before class began, Hikigaya wasn't at his seat. Class monitor Rurikawa Tsubaki had already explained that Hikigaya had been called away for an entire period, but she couldn't understand why Hiratsuka-sensei would call someone over so early.

As a young teacher of a similar age, she wasn't unfamiliar with Hiratsuka-sensei and knew that Hiratsuka Shizuka was a Japanese literature teacher who also served as a student advisor with her own private office.

In her view, Hikigaya was just a bit of an underachiever, and there was no need to take him away for an entire class period. Thus, she instinctively thought that Hikigaya was using it as an excuse to skip class. But this was something she could ask Hiratsuka-sensei about in private. Asking now would only waste everyone's time.

Hikigaya knew Mafuyu Kirisu's personality well. She always had a cold expression when speaking to anyone at school. He didn't mind and, under the watchful eyes of the entire class, returned to his seat, bored, and used the sight of Mafuyu Kirisu's black stockings to perk himself up. [T/N: Sigh... Chinese and their stocking fetish]

Mafuyu Kirisu was indeed very pretty, but her teaching style was relatively dull. Even though her lectures were well-prepared, watching her sternly and earnestly explain world history made him, someone not very interested in the subject, a little sleepy. He could only glance at her black stockings to stay awake.

Of course, it was purely for focus, and he had no improper thoughts about Mafuyu Kirisu.

In Sobu High, improper relationships between male and female students were strictly forbidden. As for teacher-student relationships, that was even more out of the question.

Mafuyu Kirisu's pink long hair wasn't anything special, either. Her figure was tall and slender, and she was smart and capable at work, but in reality, she had a negative self-care ability, with clothes and trash piling up like a mountain—a truly hopeless woman.

Still, such a helpless but strong career woman suited his dream of being a stay-at-home husband perfectly.

Hikigaya was lost in thought when he suddenly noticed the golden-haired little angel beside him passing him another notebook.

[What were you doing last period?]

Hikigaya glanced at the black-stockinged pink-haired figure on the podium, saw that she had turned around, and quickly wrote a line in the notebook.

[Got noticed by Cute-chan.]

'Cute-chan?'

Gabriel took back her notebook, looked at the reply, and froze for a moment before realizing it was Hikigaya's nickname for their Japanese literature teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka.

[Σ( ° △ °|||) Cute-chan? And what does 'got noticed' mean?]

Soon, Hikigaya received the notebook again, but he didn't plan on explaining further. Noticing Mafuyu Kirisu glancing at them frequently, he knew he had to restrain himself; otherwise, she might really call him out to answer a question.

[Pay attention to the lesson. Beware of Little Mafuyu's death stare (⊙ω⊙)]

When Gabriel read this, she saw Hikigaya, who had been distracted earlier, sitting upright and staring intently at Mafuyu Kirisu.

Gabriel quickly straightened up as well, entering her honor-student mode to focus on the lecture. However, she silently repeated the two nicknames she'd just seen in her mind.

'Cute-chan, Little Mafuyu—how bold. To give teachers private nicknames like that.'

'Does he have one for me too?'

On the podium, Mafuyu Kirisu swept her piercing gaze across Hikigaya and Gabriel, who were no longer whispering or passing notes, before coldly continuing her lecture.

Gabriel had just transferred yesterday, and since she didn't have a textbook, Mafuyu Kirisu had tolerated them chatting a bit while sharing a desk.

But now, with an aisle between them and still fooling around under her watchful eyes, weren't they just provoking her?

Improper male-female relationships are forbidden.

When the bell rang, Mafuyu Kirisu coldly finished the last bit of her lecture, then left the classroom with her teaching materials, her black-stockinged high heels clicking on the floor.

No one would have guessed that this sharp and capable elite teacher was so messy and incompetent in private that she couldn't even handle basic household chores.

Hmm... Mafuyu Kirisu and Hiratsuka Shizuka were pretty much two sides of the same coin. They both looked impressive on the surface but weren't so put-together in private.

Although Mafuyu Kirisu was indeed more suited to his stay-at-home husband dream than Hiratsuka Shizuka. At least Hiratsuka Shizuka just had a few bad habits. If she could quit drinking and smoking, there wouldn't be much to criticize. But Mafuyu Kirisu, living a life as sloppy as a fallen Gabriel, couldn't manage without a full-time stay-at-home husband.

Hikigaya watched Mafuyu Kirisu's black stockings leave and shook his head with some regret.

Teacher-student relationships were absolutely forbidden. Right now, he was only a first-year high school student and didn't want to think too much about it.

"Hikigaya-kun, did you give me a nickname?"

Gabriel had already erased their conversation from the notebook. They couldn't let anyone know they'd been badmouthing the teachers during class, but now that class was over, she turned to him curiously.

Did Hikigaya give everyone nicknames, or was it just for the teachers?

"I did."

"What is it? Is it nice?"

Hikigaya glanced at the curious Gabriel, nodded, and smiled slightly.

"Not telling you."

Even though Gabriel was still in her angelic state now, there was no telling when she might fall. If she remembered this little detail and came to settle scores with him later, he'd be in trouble.

Besides, nicknames like Lazy Angel and Fallen Angel weren't fitting for the not-yet-fallen Gabriel.

"..."

Gabriel froze for a moment at his answer.

This Hikigaya seemed a bit cheeky.

"By the way, why do you always use emoticon faces in your notebook?"

Hikigaya, asked two questions in a row, didn't plan to lose out and directly asked her back.

Although Gabriel's handwriting was pretty, and the added emoticon faces made her notes look cute, she didn't have many expressive facial expressions. Imagining her making those emoticon faces was amusing.

However, using emoticon faces in notes seemed like extra effort. Didn't she find it troublesome?

Nowadays, wasn't it more common to sneakily use a phone during class? Sending messages on a phone was much faster. But Gabriel was still playing with little notes—or rather, little notebooks.

"Why? ...Isn't it common to use emoticons when chatting?"

Gabriel blinked and looked at Hikigaya with confusion.

She'd done some research before coming to school here. Since plain text didn't always convey tone well, and the same sentence could be interpreted differently depending on the tone, high school girls here liked to use character-based emoticons to express their emotions.

"Uh... Gabriel-san, that's only common in online chats. You might've misunderstood."

Hikigaya hadn't expected this to be the reason. He'd forgotten that Heaven didn't even have the internet, and Gabriel only encountered video games after descending.

Now it seemed that Heaven was indeed unimaginably simple. Gabriel probably got her first phone after coming to the human world.

In this regard, Hell was probably much more advanced than Heaven. After all, the demon Satania often bought a pile of useless items from Hell's shopping channels.

"Oh... Sorry, I guess I misunderstood."

Gabriel's face turned slightly red, and she softly apologized.

She'd only just descended from Heaven. Although she added many classmates' contacts yesterday, she hadn't chatted online yet. She thought that was just the social etiquette here.

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