A reversal of fortune and victory in a world hated by all girls!

Aoi Natsuki asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's going on? Ryuzakura is coming too, didn't you two know?"

Mito Takahashi shook her head.

The next second, Aoi Natsuki realized what was happening and narrowed her eyes as she looked at Sakurajima: "You were the one who asked me if I wanted to invite Ryuzakura, but in the end you didn't tell anyone else?"

"Well..." Sakurajima Anne looked away as if nothing had happened, shaking the beverage can in her hand, "I forgot without even realizing it."

It was intentional, she absolutely did it on purpose!

It was quite hot inside the store, so Long Ying took off her down jacket, revealing a gray-black fitted knit sweater underneath, instantly exposing her enviable curves to the gaze of the group.

I couldn't really tell when I saw them before, since they were wearing so many layers, but now that I see them like this, the difference is really huge.

"Ahem." Aoi Natsuki looked away in half a second. He had seen Ryuzakura's figure before. Although she came from a family of martial artists, she didn't look bulky at all, and her waist was particularly slender...

Faced with such figures, both Takahashi and Hayakawa instinctively hunched their backs. Takahashi Mito even subconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes, and when she touched her lower abdomen, the sense of humiliation from the comparison became even stronger.

Who says girls don't compare themselves to each other? Every girl has feelings of superiority and inferiority about her beauty, and now, Mito Takahashi is utterly ashamed.

Sakurajima An glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, but didn't react much, and then also took off her coat.

She was wearing a light brown sweater underneath, and her figure was equally stunning.

This is one of the main characteristics of Anne Sakurajima.

Flawless external conditions.

She's perfect from head to toe, like a daughter favored by heaven, with a face so beautiful it inspires envy and a figure that's incredibly hot.

Mito Takahashi received a second blow.

Long Ying looked at her with surprise and said, "Sakurajima, you have excellent physical attributes; you're a good candidate for martial arts!"

“No, I have absolutely no interest in martial arts,” Sakurajima An replied, narrowing her eyes.

"Okay, that's a real shame." Long Ying didn't press the matter further. She handed the down jacket to the shop assistant, thanked him, and asked, "What were you talking about just now? Did I miss something again?"

“There really is.” It was Sakurajima Anne who spoke up again.

Natsuki Aoi knew this was no good.

She then told her about the first-year dance. Hayakawa and Takahashi weren't worried about it; since Ryuzakura didn't attend their school, she posed no threat. The biggest threat, as expected, was...

"Oh! That sounds interesting! Sakurajima, can you teach me too?" Ryuzakura said, pointing to herself.

"Huh?" Hayakawa was stunned for a moment.

"But I don't have any extra time outside of school."

"It's okay, I can climb over the wall into your school. Don't worry, I definitely won't be caught."

Ryūzakura was definitely not joking; she always keeps her word.

"This isn't quite right..." Takahashi Mito's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and she said in a trembling voice.

"Is there a problem?" Long Ying looked at everyone with her straightforward eyes.

"No, of course not." The situation that Sakurajima Anne was happy to see finally happened. "Then come to our school tomorrow at around three o'clock in the afternoon, and we'll contact each other by text message."

"Okay, no problem."

The matter was quickly settled, and suddenly there was another competitor.

At this moment, Yusuke, who had been laughing and joking, suddenly shuddered. He felt a strange atmosphere was brewing. He turned his head and found that almost all the other girls were looking at Natsuki next to them.

Because I was squatting next to Lina, and quite close to him, I was affected by his residual energy.

What kind of pressure was Natsuki, who was in the center, enduring?

It's simply unbelievable!

He got goosebumps all over his body.

Is this the legendary battleground...?

This is the first time I've ever seen it in real life.

Long Ying maintained her smile, then stood up, walked behind Natsuki, pressed her body against him, and said in a gentle voice, "That's great, now I can go to the ball with you, Natsuki."

"!!!"

I almost forgot that she has such a straightforward personality!

Ryuzakura leaned forward slightly. Aoi Natsuki believed that she didn't intend to use her body to capture him, but he was indeed being brainwashed. Could this kind of experience really not only come from visual novels, but also happen in real life...?

Takahashi Mito's eyes trembled as she watched. Just how big of a heart did Ryuzakura have to be able to say such a simple and clear thing!

"Wait a minute, Ryuzakura. This matter can't be confirmed so quickly. You also need to consider the feelings of the three of us girls. Besides you, I also really want to be Aoi's dance partner. You can't make this decision on your own."

At crucial moments, it was Sakurajima Anne who proved reliable. Facing the powerful aura of Ryu Sakura, she did not falter at all, and instead maintained her composure.

Longying thought it made a lot of sense and nodded repeatedly.

Her gaze shifted downwards; she was also quite curious to hear Xia Shu's thoughts—who did he want to invite as his dance partner?

Chapter 118 Affectionate and Detailed Instruction

The pressure seemed to be on Aoi Natsuki's side, but at this moment, his expression did not show any sense of urgency. He glanced at Sakurajima out of the corner of his eye, then picked up the drink cup on the table and took a sip through the straw.

But how long could this behavior delay things? The attention of several girls had already fallen on him, and Sakurajima Anne was very interested in knowing what Aoi would do next.

He put down his drink, took out his phone, and then softly said "Oh," before turning to look at the store entrance: "We're at the door."

At the entrance?

The girls all turned their attention back to the doorway.

At that moment, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a familiar figure squeezed in. The next second, after finding Aoi Natsuki's location, she immediately raised her right hand and her whole body jumped slightly: "Everyone!!"

"Ayano?!" Mito Takahashi exclaimed.

That's right. After inviting Ryuzakura, Aoi Natsuki suddenly felt that she should also invite Ayano. Unexpectedly, Ayano became her savior. It really shows how unpredictable life can be.

"Yo." Natsuki Aoi raised her hand in greeting.

Ayano Takahashi smelled the aroma and her stomach immediately started growling. She moved nimbly and quickly to the table where the group was sitting. Looking at the table full of barbecue skewers, she swallowed hard and immediately sat down between Hayakawa and Mito Takahashi. Now, no one would be alone.

"Thank you! I've been trying to stay in shape lately, so I haven't dared to eat fried or grilled food. Consider this my once-a-month cheat meal. I have to treat myself properly!" Takahashi Ayano clasped her hands together in prayer as if Natsuki were a deity. She felt like she was turning into a rabbit from eating only leafy greens all the time.

"It's alright, go ahead and eat. Here, this skewer is freshly grilled, take it." Aoi Natsuki handed her the grilled chicken skewers from her plate.

Ayano Takahashi looked at him, moved, and stammered, "Natsuki~"

Then he started eating it in big bites.

"Everyone, don't move, let's start eating." Aoi Natsuki picked up a string of corn kernels, and everyone at the table had no choice but to start eating, suddenly breaking the previous atmosphere.

Sakurajima Anne found this very interesting. In her heart, her opinion of Aoi was rising higher and higher. She rested her right cheek on her palm, tilted her head, and gazed at him quietly, lost in thought.

……

the next day.

Aoi Natsuki finally learned about the first-year high school party from the school bulletin board. Many students were hearing about it for the first time. However, seeing that it was ballroom dancing, many students' eyes lit up. There weren't many campus activities with interaction between boys and girls, and each one could stir up quite a stir.

The final exam results have been completely forgotten. Now, when I walk down the corridor, every student I see is secretly plotting their own schemes.

During the third period in the afternoon, Natsuki Aoi arrived at the Exploration Club's activity room as promised.

Hayakawa and Takahashi were already waiting in the classroom.

Sakurajima Anne sat in a corner seat, legs crossed, her left toes gently bobbing up and down with the rhythm of her right heel.

The moment he saw Natsuki Aoi, he stopped moving abruptly.

She stood up and looked at him with a smile.

He still had that same unfathomable expression.

"Where's Longying?"

She said she would be there soon.

Aoi Natsuki nodded. At that moment, the windows and doors of the activity room were wide open, and the wind blew in, causing the curtains to flutter. For a moment, he had a strange feeling that Ryuzakura might jump in through the window. This was the third floor! But climbing up little by little, stepping on the air conditioner unit, seemed to be the right way for her to do it.

Two minutes later, the door to the activity room opened, and Yuji Ryuzakura stepped in through the main entrance.

Phew... Looks like I was overthinking it.

“Then let’s begin,” said Natsuki Aoi.

The group pulled up chairs and sat down, listening to Sakurajima Anne and Takahashi Mito's explanations.

"There are actually many types of ballroom dancing, such as blues, waltz, tango, rumba, and Latin, each with different levels of difficulty. For beginners who are looking for elegance, I would recommend waltz, as it is more visually appealing overall."

Sakurajima Anne then reached out her hand to Takahashi, who was standing next to her.

Mito Takahashi paused for a moment, then placed her hand on his, and the two of them struck a pose.

"In the waltz, both the man and woman should stand up straight and keep their bodies taut. The left hand holds the woman's right hand, while the right hand rests lightly on the woman's left shoulder blade. The woman places her hand on the man's elbow. Then, Takahashi and I will demonstrate the basics."

After Sakurajima Anne finished speaking, she and Takahashi exchanged glances, and the two began to dance. Even without music, one could feel the rhythm in their steps. Their footwork was very smooth. They could achieve this level without any prior practice, so it seemed that they had practiced for quite some time.

After they stopped, all three seated people applauded.

This was the first time Long Ying had seen a waltz up close, and her eyes were full of amazement.

"School parties don't need to be so difficult. Mastering one basic dance step is enough. First, let's all learn how to stand."

Club activities continue until school ends, so there's plenty of time.

Under the guidance of Sakurajima and Takahashi, the three of them gradually got the hang of it, although their arms were getting a little sore from holding it up for so long.

Sakurajima Anne faced the motionless Aoi, leaned forward, and raised her head slightly, her lips less than five centimeters away from his chin: "Then let me teach you the basic dance steps."

Her voice was so soft that only Aoi Natsuki could hear it. Before he could react, she raised her left hand and grasped his right hand, gently placing her four fingers on the web of his thumb. Their bodies were close together, and their eyes met involuntarily.

At this distance, Natsuki Aoi could clearly hear her breathing, which was gentle and long.

Is this correct?

The actions of Aoi and Natsuki quickly attracted the attention of others. Takahashi Mito held Hayakawa's hand and carefully instructed her, but then discovered that Sakurajima was already teaching Aoi dance steps, and the movements were so intimate!

Hayakawa turned her head and saw this scene. Her face instantly turned shy, but Natsuki seemed to have really learned it very well.

Sakurajima Anne first taught Aoi how to follow along. The first few times, she couldn't control the distance well and accidentally stepped on her foot. Aoi Natsuki only remembered that she kept apologizing, but Sakurajima's expression didn't change at all. It was as if she only had eyes for him and always said the same bland sentence.