The Coercion of Scum

"So, what are you doing?"

My gaze glanced at the stacks of white paper on the table, like a torn diary, full of words, but because of the distance I haven't seen what it was written on.

Baiji pointed to something in his hand.

"Don't you know? You really lack observational man."

"Are you teasing me? How can I know what these files are?"

"Really, this is the new [Mind Mailbox] opened by the Student Union! It was clear yesterday and today that the student union had opened a mailbox to solve people's worries, and you didn’t know anything about it."

Baiji sighed and explained it while staring at me with an idiot's eyes.

I tilted my head and thought about it, and I immediately came to a conclusion.

"Oh, it's the soul mailbox. I still know this thing a little bit. It's a place where students talk about their troubles, right?"

"Hey, it's not just that. We placed mailboxes in a hidden place in the school to make it convenient for students who are in difficulty to secretly deliver letters to us, and we will put a reply letter on the reply board later."

"Uh... how does the other party know that you are answering his own question?"

"During delivery, students will be asked to give their letters an id, such as [I am classmate A], so that when we reply to the letter, we will write [Back to classmate A], and the letter will be hung on the new first floor of the teaching building. The reply board opened allows those interested to retrieve it by themselves."

"Eh? Let the classmates confide in their troubles through letters... I always feel that this kind of collecting people's privacy is not very good."

"It's not about collecting privacy."

Baiji stopped reading the letter, her short hair swaying lightly when she dangled her head and stared at me.

She raised her fingers and put on an upright face.

"There are many people in the world who do not live so comfortably like you, heartless people. The minds of young girls in the spring-thinking period are very delicate. Even though we may not be able to completely solve the minds of others, we can use the student union. This authoritative platform gives comfort to the soul."

"That's right, but are you trying to build the Student Union into a house of everything? So many people are dealing with this kind of thing."

I looked around curiously for a while, and found that there are so many people in the student union room today because everyone is dealing with letters from the soul mailbox. Of course, I was surprised that there were so many letters in two days.

Baiji raised his arms, buried the little body in the soft chair, and spoke relaxedly.

"This is the best way for our Student Union to gain the support of our classmates, and it can also set a model from it and use it for publicity in the future."

"You really think far..."

While muttering, I copied the letter to see what troubles my classmates have.

Well, as expected.

It's usually about love. For example, you have a crush on XX, but you can only stop because the other person has a love partner or you don't have confidence in yourself.

Of course, there are also people who are worried about their academic performance unchanged, or feel that their interpersonal relationships are complicated and get lost.

I looked at Bletilla's replies. They were all uninspiring, such as "Since love and luck are not good, add talent points to your studies", and for those who can't make breakthroughs in academic performance, she wrote something like "Achievements" Progress is not something that happens overnight. Let's work hard for a few months before talking. "Such words are not painful or itchy.

"Baiji, you have been answering letters, what are you calling me for?"

Suddenly thinking of this, I boringly put my arm on my head and slumped on the table.

"Ah, I just think you are someone who shares my interests somehow? So you should do something."

When I heard her grandiose words, I didn't know how to refute it for a while.

Objectively speaking, this is true. And subjectively speaking, I can't stand their inefficient work.

So I also grabbed a letter.

"Okay, then I will use my ingenuity to help you a little bit, but I still want to tell you that things like the mind mailbox must be responded to responsibly, and you can't use formulas and templates."

"You are really annoying."

"Less long-winded, this is for the sake of the overall situation, I will give you a chestnut..."

I counted on Bletilla striata, and then began to read an anonymous letter:

"Hello everyone in the student union, and President Bletilla striata. I am [a pervert who wants to be a lawyer]. Recently, I am annoyed because boys will buy some pornographic cartoons and magazines during adolescence. At first, I caught these unhealthy things in It’s hidden in the textbooks, but with the increasing number of pornographic books and magazines, I can’t hide it anymore. If the mother who is packing up sees it, it’s done. What should I do?"

Baiji blushed when she heard the letter I read, and then she tilted her head and her attitude became fierce.

"What, how can you watch these things as a healthy teenager? I must ask him to reboot!"

"Nonono!"

I severely interrupted Bletilla.

"What's the difference between your answer like this and the brick house who doesn't consider the objective situation at all on TV? Who wouldn't say beautiful words? But the instinct of the body is hard to resist. As a boy, I deeply understand his mood. ."

"Experience the ass, your parents are not around, anyway, your house must be full of yellow books."

Baiji pursed his lips in a boring manner, and a pair of thin legs hanging in the air dangled leisurely.

I shook my finger.

"The essence of this problem is not a problem of pornography, but a problem for the family to understand. So..."

While talking, I began to rustle in my reply:

Then try to buy more mother-child themes, and let your mother know that her son is turning blue during puberty, she will be very happy, and will guide you with a gentle and secretive attitude.

Baiji just glanced at me, then opened her mouth wide and let out a scream.

"What did you reply to? Are you encouraging your classmates to read dirty books?"

"Hey, hey, it's not!"

When she pulled the collar by her collar, I waved helplessly to try to negotiate.

"Also, what are you talking about? Are you a human?"

"The subject matter is only the carrier, the important thing is the content reflected behind it."

"What you said is too complicated for me to understand."

"So, roughly speaking, there are many themes in the comic world. By the way, [Student President] is also a theme."

"what?!"

Baiji's face flushed violently, she let go of her hand, her body trembling constantly.

Her vacillation could be seen from the flushed face.