Yu-Gi-Oh!: Holding Ruri Kurosaki, I'm invincible!

"Not counting anything else, just the allocation of resources alone amounts to 30 million per semester, which adds up to 240 million over four years! That's outrageous!"

"The three major alliances clearly have four levels of compensation, from S to C, from highest to lowest. Level C is 200 million per year, Level B is 500 million, Level A is 800 million, and even the highest level, S, only adds up to 2000 million in equivalent resources!"

"The Ash Alliance's treatment isn't just S-level; it's practically a super S-level! This is unprecedented in the history of the three major alliances!"

Hitsugaya Natsushiro snapped out of his daze and slammed his clenched fist on the edge of the table beside him, instantly cracking a thin line across the wooden surface.

He stared at Suzuki Ao, astonished, and demanded, "What did you say to me in bed last night? Is this some kind of S-class treatment?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present changed their expressions, whispering amongst themselves in hushed tones, yet each word pierced the ears.

Just as she was recovering from her surprise, Karen Kurosaki opened her red lips again and looked at the cold, handsome figure with some disbelief.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the duel card box at his waist.

She wanted to see what secrets this supposedly aloof genius was hiding.

Could it be that his abstinence from women all these years is because he was hurt too badly, affecting his sexual orientation...?

But when her gaze fell on Hitsugaya Natsushiro's fleshy face, Kurosaki Karin frowned slightly.

He pinched his palm hard with his fingertips, dismissing the idea.

She wasn't sure about Suzuki Ao's sexual orientation, but she absolutely trusted his taste.

Even if the gender were changed, it wouldn't be this muscular brute.

Moreover, Suzuki Ao is known for her coldness and aloofness; how could she possibly be involved with such a boorish person?

"What are you looking at?"

Hitsugaya Natsushiro felt uncomfortable under her gaze and, raising his chin, said unhappily:

"I'm not a beauty, what's so attractive about me?"

I need to wash my eyes! Do you have any wet wipes?

You Ming's gaze swept over Kurosaki Charin's figure, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Ah, that feels much better.

Karin Kurosaki has a great figure; it would be even better if her legs were a bit longer.

You Ming's fingers, hanging by his side, curled slightly, his fingertips brushing against the duel cards in his pocket.

Uncontrollably, Suzuki Azusa's black stockings hidden under her sweatpants last night came to mind, and the thought of her provocatively bumping into his shoulder made her heart tighten.

Next time, I must find a secluded place and have a real duel with her to see if she dares to lay a hand on me again.

Suzuki Ao spoke calmly, not even sparing Hitsugaya Natsushiro's gaze: "Indeed, S-rank."

"Then why is your S-rank different from mine?"

Undeterred, Hitsugaya Natsushiro stepped forward, his hand almost touching Suzuki Ao's arm.

His eyes were filled with resentment and jealousy. He had struggled in the league for so many years and had only managed to reach the edge of S-level.

Why does this kid have the right to step on his head as soon as he enters the sect?

Suzuki Ao ignored him, turning away from his touch and handing the new document to You Ming, her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of expectation:

"After that day, I was looking forward to you letting me reprint the contract, and you did."

You Ming took the three contracts with both hands and placed them on the table. His fingertips traced the alliance emblem on the three contracts, then paused slightly.

The Black Dragon Badge of the Ash Alliance, the Vermilion Bird Badge of the Quinn Alliance, and the White Tiger Badge of the Jack Alliance—each one is a glory that duelists dream of.

He picked up his pen, and the gazes around him felt like needles pricking him.

There was envy, jealousy, resentment, and a hint of amusement at watching the show unfold.

To be recruited by even one of them is already a genius achievement, enough to bring glory to one's ancestors; to be recruited by three at the same time...

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the handsome young man, and they sighed softly; he was simply a prodigy.

Their gazes all fell on the small pen, and they even held their breath, waiting for You Ming to make a decision.

The outcome was inevitable. You Ming signed his name on the third contract bearing the black dragon emblem almost without hesitation.

He handed it back to Suzuki Ao, his voice steady: "Mentor."

Suzuki Ao looked at the boy for a moment, then nodded, a faint smile flashing in her eyes: "Mm."

Karin Kurosaki was the first to react, raising her hand to clap, the sound of her palms striking each other breaking the tense atmosphere.

Thunderous applause erupted in the room, though many of the applause sounded perfunctory.

Her fingertips tapped lightly, but the jealousy in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Hitsugaya Natsushiro looked at the signed contract, his face turning a deep shade of liver.

He suddenly grabbed You Ming's hands, his grip so tight it almost crushed his bones: "Little You, what if one day you're abandoned by the deck spirit, lose all your dueling talent, and become a piece of trash who can't even summon ordinary monsters?"

"If you've been bullied by everyone, come find me, and I'll help you rise again..."

You Ming: ......

Wait, what kind of Xiao Yan-style script is this?

And can't you expect something better?

Before he could even speak, Hitsugaya Natsushiro's figure flew out of the door like a kite with a broken string.

It slammed heavily against the corridor wall with a dull thud.

Suzuki Ao slowly lowered her right leg to the ground, her tone icy: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll make you lie in bed for a month, and you won't even be able to touch the entrance to the dueling arena."

Kurosaki Charlene covered her mouth and chuckled, "This idiot really doesn't learn her lesson. Cursing her disciple in front of her mentor, who else would get a beating if not her?"

Hitsugaya Natsushiro fell to the ground, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He braced himself against the ground and jumped up suddenly.

Pointing at Suzuki Ao, he roared, "You attacked me from behind! Despicable! If you dare, let's have a duel!"

Many of the admissions officers had strange expressions and lowered their heads, pretending to organize their card decks.

Saying to someone's teacher that they should come to him if their disciple becomes useless one day not only questions the teacher's teaching ability but also curses the disciple's dueling talent.

Isn't this just asking for a beating?

What's more, Suzuki Ao almost defeated Byron all by himself back then!

Natsushiro Hibanaya is simply overestimating himself.

Suzuki Ao didn't even glance at Hitsugaya Natsushiro, turning to look at the other academy's admissions officers, her tone indifferent:

"Would you like to sit a little longer?"

The admissions advisors, who were sitting in a row, immediately stood up and shook their heads repeatedly.

He nearly dropped his deck, waving his hands hastily, "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

That's Suzuki Ao, a true genius duelist from over a decade ago.

If it weren't for that incident back then, they might be able to rival Baron Nasional now.

Kurosaki Charin walked up to You Ming, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, her tone tinged with regret:

"It's a pity we couldn't recruit you into the Quinn Alliance, but it's alright!"

The Ash Alliance's alchemy department would be a good fit for you. I'll be waiting to see your performance in the next duel.

After saying that, he turned and left.

"The alchemy department?"

Yu Ming was slightly taken aback when he heard this. Does the world of card games also have an alchemy department?