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After chasing Nakao away from the terrace, Amano called over a single guy.
The guy that showed up was a daintily long-haired guy.
He showed a frivolous-like smile on his face.
His looks were on par with Amano’s handsomeness.
This guy also exceeded a height over 180 cm.
His legs were also long.
He was a good-looking guy with a well-proportioned body.
Amano was extremely hard to please and yet looking just a little bit happy, he spoke.
It was a very shallow statement.
Rhythmically he wiggled his body in excitement.
Ryouta stopped wiggling his body with excitement and quizzically stared at Amano.
Amano and Ryouta’s relationship goes way back.
Since elementary school until university, the paths chosen were always the same.
They had a relationship of being inseparable childhood friends.
Amano nonchalantly told Ryouta the request.
Ryouta's expression changed and he shouted.
Amano nodded his head in agreement.
While Amano looked dejected, he took a puff of smoke from his cigarette.
Ryouta shrugged his shoulders to look as if he understood.
Ryouta turned pale.
As he grasped his long dyed brown hair, he shouted.
Amano had a habit of taking in the favors from students with the condition that they bought him lunch.
In the first place, it started when he drove away aggressive stalkers for the female students.
For Amano, taking up requests was just to kill time, but the female students insisted that they show their thanks.
Because of that, somehow lunch would be bought for him.
From then on, someone began to spread to the rumor.
——If you buy lunch for Amano, he will solve troublesome problems for you.
Such was the rumor.
After that, the students who had various worries and came to Amano for help increased in number.
Up till now, he has accepted a variety of requests.
— — I want you to tell me what questions will come out during the exams
— — I want you to teach me how to write a difficult thesis.
While there were trivial requests,
— — I want you to pacify a problem that came with a hoodlum that I got involved with.
— — I want you to supply illegal drugs.
There were also dangerous requests.
There were many circumstances where they could not consult with a police officer nor a lawyer.
If it was accepted, it would have to be taken by someone they knew solved requests as a side job.
For that reason, Amano was also called "The School's Problem Solver".
The tone of Ryouta's voice was serious.
In some sense, the phrase he used sounded like it would be said towards an idiot, but in actual fact, Ryouta was really worried for Amano.
Amano tapped his finger against his temple.
Amano, seemingly disagreeing, continued his words.
Ryouta, seemingly looking like he understood did not say anything any further.
On an amazing note, when the genius asshole meets your eyes, he has the special ability to some extent read people's minds. Through his intuition or some other senses, he came to the conclusion that accepting the request would be less troublesome than not accepting it.
At hearing that, Ryouta’s interest was slightly piqued but he acted like he didn't hear it.
Compared to Amano who did not allow strangers to get close to him, Ryouta was a frivolous guy who liked going to mixers and picking up girls more than eating three meals in a day.
Inevitably, he had a large number of friends.
And the women he went out with were many too.
He was the perfect guy that everyone was jealous of and wanted to become.
Ryouta sighed while Amano looked at him with a broad grin, letting out an evil laugh.
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