The ticket in Ayanokouji Kiyohira's hand was given to him by Kuroki Ya, and the purpose was to get the handshake ticket.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira didn't care about this "handshake ticket." If he wanted to hold Yumemi's hand, all he had to do was say a word, and Yumemi would probably offer her hand voluntarily. Even if he held Yumemi's hand and didn't let go, she wouldn't dare say anything.
The people in front had quickly checked their tickets and entered, and it was Ayanokoji and Meari's turn.
After confirming everything was correct, the staff stamped the ticket and handed Ayanokouji Kiyohira a "handshake ticket" similar to the ticket, with information such as time, venue, address, and entry number written on it.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira glanced at it, then casually handed the handshake ticket to Kuroki Ya behind him, who then passed it to an excited Tanaka Yuzuna.
To be honest, Kuroki Ya also felt a bit embarrassed.
One handshake ticket for ten seconds. Even if thirty tickets were stacked together, it would only amount to five minutes of handshaking. This Tanaka Yuzuna really was a big spender.
A single ticket cost one hundred thousand yen. If that money were given to a small idol individually, it would be more than enough to book them for a month.
But there was no helping it; since this young master liked it and insisted on being a big spender, they could only help from the side.
Of course, even though they were friends, they weren't helping for free. This young master was generous and promised to give them a handsome reward.
This money was much easier to earn than their deceptive gambling, otherwise, they wouldn't be so dedicated.
Gradually, others also started queuing, and Hanatemari Tsuzura and her group also came to the back to queue.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira originally didn't plan to enter directly, wanting to wait for them to also get their tickets checked and enter before going in together. However, Meari didn't want to sit with Miharu Taki Sakura. She pulled Ayanokouji Kiyohira, wanting to go in first to grab seats.
Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted behind them.
"How did even this esteemed person come…!"
"I didn't expect Yumemite to have such influence; she was actually able to invite her…"
Ayanokoji heard the discussions behind him and turned his head curiously, finding another group of people entering from the lobby entrance.
The person leading them had at least forty people following behind her, but although these people followed her, they dared not approach her, always maintaining a distance of three to four meters.
Only one girl followed closely by her side.
Wherever they passed, everyone quickly moved aside, like Moses parting the sea. People made a path for her, allowing her to go directly to the theater entrance without queuing.
In the entire school, there were three people who received such treatment.
Student Council President Kirari Momobami, Vice President Ririka, and the person in front of him: the white-haired, slender Disciplinary Committee Chairman, Sachiko Juraku, whose long black-stockinged legs were particularly eye-catching.
By her side, naturally, was her "loyal dog," Sado Mikura, wearing a collar around her neck.
A silver chain was attached to Sado Mikura's leather collar, the other end held in Sachiko Juraku's hand.
Under everyone's gaze, she was led by the other person like a pet dog. Not only was she not disgusted, but her eyes, when looking at Sachiko Juraku, were filled with reverence and adoration.
Everyone else feared this "White-Haired Witch," but Ayanokouji Kiyohira was not afraid.
Seeing her gaze turn towards him, Ayanokoji's expression remained normal. He smiled and greeted her, "Senior Juraku, I didn't expect you to come here for a concert."
"After all, Yumemi is also a Student Council member, and she has helped me with many things before, always running around. Since she invited me, I naturally have to come and support her."
She casually answered Ayanokoji's question, then shifted her gaze from him to the silver-haired girl who was trying her best to hide in the crowd, not wishing to be noticed. A playful smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Take care of her for me."
Her words were simple and casual, as if saying she wanted Ayanokoji to help her look after her "pet." She tossed the chain in her hand to Ayanokouji Kiyohira.
Then, she walked directly towards Ririka, stopped in front of her, and with a smile on her face, reached out to caress her cheek: "This is the first time I've seen you like this; it's very cute…"
Ririka also seemed unaccustomed to the other person's attitude towards her. Her face instantly flushed, but she still politely and earnestly expressed her dissatisfaction in a subtle tone.
"Lady Juraku, thank you for the compliment, but… could you please let go of my hand? I'm not used to people touching my face."
Sachiko Juraku released her hand, her face still smiling. She suddenly said, "Anna, this outfit suits you very well. If I were you, I certainly wouldn't hide this beautiful face…"
"…Hide her face?" Miharu Taki Sakura, who was nearby, heard this phrase and looked at "Anna Kinomiya" in surprise.
She had actually met this girl named "Anna Kinomiya" for the first time today. When Hanatemari introduced her, she felt a familiar aura from Anna.
She originally thought Sachiko Juraku had come over to find her, but she unexpectedly went straight to Anna, acting as if they were very familiar.
Silver hair, a familiar feeling, plus Sachiko Juraku's sudden, out-of-the-blue remark, she already had some vague suspicions in her heart…
Noticing Miharu Taki's strange look at her, Ririka looked at Sachiko Juraku with a pleading gaze, seemingly urging her to quickly come up with an excuse to explain.
"You misunderstood. What I meant was, Anna has been sick at home for such a long time and hasn't appeared at school. I hope she can show up more at school and not live that life of hiding at home anymore."
Sachiko Juraku explained lightly.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira knew, without even using the "Pinocchio" bracelet's ability, that her words were definitely a perfunctory lie.
The smile at the corner of her lips was practically overflowing; it was highly likely she said this on purpose.
She probably even considered whether to expose Ririka's disguise on the spot.
Ayanokouji Kiyohira suspected that her coming this time wasn't actually to support Yumemi, but rather to intentionally find amusement in Ririka.
"Alright, the performance is about to start. Don't just stand there; hurry up and start checking tickets," she said to the two staff members.
"Yes!"
These two staff members were both from the Student Council and followed Sachiko Juraku's orders implicitly. They immediately resumed their work that had just been paused.
Although Sachiko Juraku didn't have a ticket, the two staff members paid no mind, letting her in without any obstruction. The people queuing nearby also had no objections.
She didn't stop when she passed Ayanokoji either.
"Hey, don't you want your chain anymore?" Ayanokouji Kiyohira called out.
Sado Mikura's chain was still in his hand.
When the chain was in Sachiko Juraku's hand, no one would object, but when it was in Ayanokouji Kiyohira's hand, it seemed very strange, as if it were a "master's task," and they were playing some kind of extreme challenge game.
Being led by a chain with a beautiful girl in such a public place, under the gaze of everyone, even Ayanokouji Kiyohira's thick skin felt a bit overwhelmed.
"You hold her for me first; I don't want anyone disturbing me when I watch the concert."
Sachiko Juraku didn't even turn her head, simply tossing Sado Mikura to Ayanokouji Kiyohira and walking straight into the theater.
Meari had long known that Sachiko Juraku was eccentric, and the things she thought about were very mysterious; no one could guess what she was thinking, but even so, she was stunned.
She was already surprised when Sachiko Juraku threw the chain to Ayanokoji, but she didn't expect her to entrust Mikura to him so confidently…
She looked at Ayanokoji speechlessly: "Hey, Ayanokoji… what should we do now?"
"Mikura, what do you think?" Ayanokoji threw the question to her.
Sado Mikura's face was slightly red, seemingly a bit embarrassed, but she still said earnestly: "I obey my master's command. Whatever Senior Juraku says, goes. Even if I am led by you now, I will not resist."
"You heard her, that's what she said."
"Can't you just unlock the collar on her neck and let her find a place to sit, instead of having to keep her by your side?" Meari said somewhat reluctantly.
It was a rare good opportunity to spend time alone with Ayanokoji, and she certainly didn't want an extra "lightbulb" around.
"Only Senior Juraku can remove the collar on my neck; no one else can, not even I," Sado Mikura said with a cold tone.
"No choice… it seems we can only lead her." Ayanokoji shrugged, looking at Meari with feigned helplessness: "We can't just leave her here, can we?"
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