I endured the humiliation and humiliation while being besieged by the ghost story elder sister.

"Hey—Hanako-san, you bought 'Black Malo'?!"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the game for which he had seen trailers on various platforms before, which made Ximiao say with some envy.

"The price I paid was that I didn't have any money left to buy snacks this month."

After she pointed it out, Ximiao realized that the room was unusually clean and tidy. Even the magazines that she usually just tossed on the floor after reading only half of them were gone.

However, Mio only sighed slightly before picking up her clothes and changing them.

Suddenly, he seemed to have stepped on something. Looking down, he saw a brand new magazine that hadn't been flipped through much.

But what surprised Himyo was that the model on the magazine cover, dressed in unusually revealing clothing, looked strangely familiar to him.

"Isn't this... the outfit I wore when I was doing part-time work before?"

He thought back carefully and realized that the photoshoot he was doing in those exotic clothes seemed to be for an advertisement for a perfume brand.

Therefore, his photo is only on the cover of this magazine.

If Ms. Hanako bought it specifically to read it, then it's understandable that she didn't read much of the contents.

"I guess they bought it because they saw the cover."

Xi Ling couldn't help but mutter to herself, and you could see that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was a little happy inside.

But he didn't say anything. After changing his clothes, he left a small bag of snacks that he had bought for Hanako during the break and then left the room.

And the other side.

In the gymnasium's locker room, Arisa was changing her clothes, sitting on a bench, putting on her athletic shorts.

Those fair thighs, under the light, looked exceptionally smooth, without a trace of excess fat; they were clearly the shape of well-toned legs.

This made several girls who were also changing clothes nearby feel a pang of jealousy, and they couldn't help but say something.

"Wow, Qianya, your figure is amazing! Do you always control your diet?"

"Huh? Controlling your diet... I don't usually pay much attention to this kind of thing."

Arisa spoke these Versailles-esque words with great composure, looking at the other girls with a somewhat innocent expression, not quite understanding why they were asking her this question.

The girls continued talking.

"Well~ maybe it's because Chiya is quite tall, her fat is distributed very evenly, or rather, the fat is consciously concentrated in the places where it should be 'fat'..."

As they spoke, their gazes, intentionally or unintentionally, lingered on Arisa, her soft, alluring curves barely concealed by her jersey.

It would be a lie to say they weren't envious, but what could they do?

Thinking of this, the girls who were changing clothes with Arisa in the dressing room couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that the situation was getting increasingly strange, Arisa quickly changed the subject and asked them.

"By the way, what activities are you planning for your class's cultural festival?"

"A cultural festival? It's probably more like a haunted house... I don't really care about these things, I just dumped all the preparations on those guys."

"Hey~ Our class's cafe is themed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of girls rushed forward and excitedly said...

"What about Nozomi?! What cute outfit will Nozomi wear to serve us?!"

"Oh? Well... that's a secret for now."

Little did she know that she had been completely sold out by Arisa, and she had already arrived at the gymnasium wearing a gymnastics uniform, tight shorts, and a jacket.

Perhaps because I arrived early, there were only a few people on the basketball court, playing with basketballs.

As for Arisa, he looked around but couldn't see her. He guessed she was still changing clothes in the dressing room.

Thinking this, Nozomi sat down on a bench by the court, waiting for Arisa and the others to finish.

I feel like I came here and participated in club activities just to wait for Arisa to get out of school; I don't feel like I'm really involved...

For some reason, Ximiao started to have random thoughts. Before he could continue to let his mind wander, he heard a familiar voice ringing out not far away.

"Oh my~ Mio, why are you here so early today?"

He usually waits until he's warmed up before changing his clothes and coming over to Ximiao, but today he's acting out of character.

This piqued Arisa's curiosity, so she quickly stepped forward and asked softly.

When Arisa asked her why she had come so early, Nozomi didn't know what to say for a moment.

I can't exactly say that I didn't chat with Hanako-san over there today, so I arrived early... That would kill Arisa, absolutely!

Seeing that Hiyo was stammering and had a few beads of sweat on his forehead, Arisa immediately realized that the boy was definitely hiding something.

But he certainly wouldn't tell me, which makes things rather intriguing.

He watched as Arisa stood beside him, her wine-red eyes fixed on him.

Ximiao's heart also became tense, and she racked her brains, thinking about what excuse she could use to get out of this.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was so tense that even the other club members who were warming up on the sidelines felt something was off.

They all put down their basketballs and adopted a spectator-like expression.

Chapter Forty-Eight: Showing Off Their Love

Just as Hiyo was being interrogated by Arisa about why she had arrived so early today, several somewhat familiar figures quietly entered the gymnasium.

"Look, Nozomi is over there! Arisa is here too, this is really convenient."

Upon hearing what one of the girls said, Mio and Arisa immediately turned their heads to look at the aggressive group, somewhat puzzled as to what they were up to.

As a result, the girl who was leading the group, who was also the art and literature representative of their Class A, handed over two leave slips.

The name written on it was clearly that of Arisa and Mio, which left the two of them stunned, not quite understanding what it was for.

Seeing that the two of them still didn't understand, the girls said quietly.

"We've already arranged leave for you and Nozomi. You can continue your club activities next week. This week, your after-school time has been taken over by the class."

"Eh--"

Before Nozomi could protest, Arisa, who was standing nearby, immediately objected and spoke up.

"Why!"

"Just because this plan was proposed by you, Arisa," the girl said calmly, her confident expression suggesting she had them completely under her thumb.

Caught off guard by her retort, Arisa was at a loss for words, after all, she wasn't in the right.

As for Nozomi, who was standing to the side, she said in a low voice, "Then what does it have to do with me? The plan was clearly proposed by Arisa."

Upon hearing this, he was glared at fiercely by Arisa, which made him shiver involuntarily. The next moment, feeling somewhat guilty, he turned his head away and refused to look at her again.

The literature committee member seemed to have been prepared for Xi Ling's statement, and she couldn't help but laugh before speaking.

"Well, since you're Arisa's boyfriend, Himio-kun, it's not like I can't let you slack off now if you break up with her."

"..."

Well, if he really dared to do that, he probably wouldn't even need to go to the classroom; he'd already be killed by Arisa right here in the gymnasium.

And so, the two were defeated in their confrontation with the class committee. Arisa had no choice but to change her clothes and walk dejectedly back to the classroom with Nozomi.

Those club members watching the spectacle from the sidelines couldn't help but sigh. A generation of slackers had come to an end. Was this a sign of the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality...?

Not long after——

In the classroom of Class 1-A, you can see that Ximiao is kneeling on the floor, holding a marker in her hand, carefully doodling on the poster.

As for Arisa, she was taken aside by several class committee members to discuss the preparations for the coffee shop and the preparation of her outfit.

The sight of a group of people busily working in the classroom gave Himo a sense of participation in her high school life.

Last semester, because his attention was all on Arisa, or rather, because his social anxiety kicked in, he didn't have a single friend in the class besides Arisa.

This made Himiko feel a little pathetic.

"Oh my~ Nozomi, you're pretty good at drawing!"

Suddenly, a girl approached Nozomi, and a scent that was completely different from Arisa's, a unique blend of perfume and conditioner, wafted over, making Nozomi pause in surprise.

Then, he responded somewhat shyly.

"It's nothing... It's just that some of the elders in my family draw comics, and I've seen so many that I've naturally picked up a few techniques myself."

Although he has never seen any of the manga works drawn by Honoka-nee.

How about next time, when Fanxia's editor, Ms. Jiangli, visits the apartment, I take the opportunity to ask Fanxia about her pen name?

That's what Hio thought.

However, what he didn't notice was that Arisa, who was not far away, was secretly watching what was happening in his direction the whole time, looking as if she was afraid that Nozomi was flirting with other women.

On the contrary, the class committee members who were talking and discussing things with Arisa looked like bystanders.

They wanted to see how long Arisa could tolerate it before she asked Nozomi to stay away from the other girls.

As a result, by the time school ended, Hiyo, whose back ached from bending over and drawing posters on the floor for so long, couldn't help but stretch and try to straighten her stiff body.

But he seemed to have forgotten that he was still wearing a gymnastics outfit and tight shorts. Although Arisa's jacket covered his upper body, his bare thighs still attracted a lot of attention.

Before they could continue admiring the boy's thighs, which were without an ounce of fat, a figure blocked their way in an annoyed manner.

Arisa looked ready to confront them, which frightened everyone into fleeing in panic. Only Mio remained standing there, somewhat bewildered and not understanding what had happened.

"What are they doing?"

Looking at Arisa who had come to her side, Nozomi asked with some curiosity.

But the girl didn't answer his question. Instead, she noticed that everyone else in the classroom had tactically evacuated, leaving only the two of them in the empty room.