Phoenix Academy Maggie's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't the first time Aozawa held her hand, but it was the first time he did so intimately in the classroom.

The chatter in the classroom seemed to fall into a sudden silence.

The curious glances thrown their way were like netizens catching a whiff of juicy gossip.

Eagerly, she had been pondering whether Aozawa would like the watch she gave and imagining the image of him wearing it.

To the extent that she neglected to judge her surroundings.

She wasn't too concerned about others' glances, but thinking about Little Sayuri and Makoto witnessing this scene made her worry that they would tease her during lunch break at the manga club later on.

No, they would definitely tease her.

While Maggie was mulling over these matters, she overlooked the discreet gaze directed at her by Arakawa Reina among the many eyes.

She glanced quickly and soon looked away.

Recalling the scene she beheld in her mind.

A blonde girl sitting at the back of the class and a dark-haired boy standing, their hands overlapping on the watch case, as picturesque as a painting.

It seemed her plan needed to be advanced.

She must seize Aozawa's first before the young lady did.

She was aware that Aozawa and Morimoto Chiyoda had tried various things, but there was one area they had absolutely not ventured into.

Reina was confident in claiming the rights to that first experience.

No one could compete with her!

While planning her next move, the girl in front of Reina said softly, "Arakawa, look, there must be something between those two, right?"

"It's just a rumor with Ms. Ayatsuki." "Such a pity, I was hoping Ms. Ayatsuki would win, but Phoenix Academy is too strong."

Hearing their hushed dialogue, Arakawa Reina's lips curved slightly. These girls underestimated Mr. Aozawa's magnanimity.

He wanted it all.

Phoenix Academy Maggie was spaced out for a moment, then realized Aozawa's hand hadn't moved away, glaring, she said, "How long do you plan to hold it?"

"Until our hands start to stink."

Aozawa replied with a smile, sitting on his chair, not retracting his hand but continuing to press the soft, jade-like hand, enjoying the sensation.

Seeing this, Phoenix Academy Maggie had no choice but to proactively withdraw her hand, naturally crossing it under her arm, letting her chest hold it down together.

"Look at the watch first to see if it fits before discussing whether you like it."

Her face was earnest, avoiding appearing shy and blushing under the surrounding glances.

Otherwise, her image would utterly collapse.

During the noon manga club, there was no doubt Little Sayuri or Makoto would act out her blushing shy face.

Just imagining the scene made Phoenix Academy Maggie feel socially embarrassed enough to die.

Aozawa opened the watch case.

Inside was a solid gold watch, with fire-red fine lines on the golden watch body.

Upon lifting it, only then did he notice that the thin lines were made of red agate.

On the side was a button; pressing it would shift the watch cover to the side, revealing an exquisite double-sided dial inside.

Tiny diamonds were embedded around the dial, and the hands made of diamonds and gemstones looked very luxurious.

"I really like it."

Aozawa immediately wore it on his right wrist, looked at it, and found it very suitable for him.

This was not a lie.

His aesthetic was absolutely unrestricted.

The watch's color didn't matter at all. He didn't find it ugly, so it suited him.

"It's so beautiful, that watch must be expensive." "Ah, that's the advantage of being a Treasure User."

"I also want to be a Treasure User." "You just want to live off women."

A sour voice rang from the back door, drawing Ayatsuki Ayaka's attention to the boys' conversation, subconsciously glancing at the back door.

She saw the watch worn by Aozawa.

The splendid, shiny appearance instantly caught her eye.

Girls have a natural lack of resistance to shiny things.

Takahashi Saeko remarked with surprise, "The young lady actually gave Aozawa a watch."

"So wealthy."

Ayatsuki Ayaka couldn't help but sigh.

Although the organization set up a special fund for Treasure Users and gave her a black card, Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't consider that money as her own.

Her usual shopping spree was sponsored by allowances from her parents.

Takahashi Saeko nudged her, "Don't forget your black card."

"Saeko, you know I won't use that."

"Not using is still not using, but you have it, that's an indisputable fact."

Takahashi Saeko smiled, teasingly asking, "Seeing Aozawa wearing the watch the young lady gave, aren't you jealous?"

"Hehe, Aozawa has given me plenty of gifts!"

Ayatsuki Ayaka replied with a dancing brow.

When she went shopping and went on dates with Aozawa, she would always receive cute plush toys or jewelry, stickers, and other exquisite small gifts.

The price was quite modest, not comparable to the watch Maggie gave.

But they were full of sincere feelings.

Moreover, the young lady gave a gift to Aozawa, whereas she was the one receiving gifts from Aozawa, the difference in status was clear.

"But you rarely gave gifts to Aozawa, right?"

"I treated him to milk tea and food."

Ayatsuki Ayaka answered with a giggle.

She wasn't sure what to give Aozawa.

Considering that buying clothes was usually Sister Chitose's domain, she didn't want to overstep, so she hadn't thought of such things.

"By the way, if the young lady gives a gift and Sister Chitose sees it, will she get jealous?"

She suddenly remembered this issue and quietly asked her friend.

Takahashi Saeko's lips curved slightly, feeling pleased, "It's best if she's jealous."

Ayatsuki Ayaka had already figured out the grudge between Saeko and Sister Chitose.

She couldn't help but comment, Saeko sometimes was quite petty, remembering any teasing she suffered.

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The four morning classes passed in the blink of an eye, and the students reached their lunch break.