I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

There was not a single piece of useful information.

He operated the terminal and opened the school forum, where he had also anonymously posted questions, but received no proper answers.

Some comments were unreliable, such as "The poster is dreaming," "Stop daydreaming and study hard," and "Superpowers are possible."

Could it really be a superpower?

Long Yuanxiang was certain that at that time, the wall above his hospital bed was not worn out; he had checked it.

So, how exactly did a flick of the finger crack the wall?

Perhaps it really was just an accident.

do not know.

I was a little annoyed, especially since the lights in the KTV room were a bit too bright.

"You mean..." Long Yuanxiang put down his terminal, looked up at the three people standing bowing in front of him, "that you were witnessed fighting him."

“…I heard something, but it should be… ah—” Yamawaki secretly glanced at him and explained cautiously.

However, Longyuan clearly didn't have the patience to listen to him finish, as evidenced by his screams.

Retracting his kick, Long Yuan tapped the table, his gaze fixed on the bandages on the three men's wrists. He suddenly changed the subject: "Not enough. The weaker party should act like the weaker party, don't you think?"

He asked this question, but he didn't seem to care about their opinions. Instead, he continued, "I'll help you out, Yamada."

"Yes, boss."

In the shadows where the light didn't fully reach, a Black man, even larger than Long Yuan, stepped forward.

Yes, boss.

This is how Yamada answered.

Although his English grades weren't very good, Longyuan could understand simple words when he heard them.

Long Yuan was already used to being addressed that way by this mixed-race Black man.

Albert Yamada.

Longyuan was deep in thought when the three people in front of him began to scream, but no one tried to resist.

Are Black people really the strongest among the three races? Even though they are mixed-race, they are almost half a head taller and have shoulders that are almost a third wider than mine.

However, Longyuan had already asked, and even someone as strong as Albert was not capable of breaking a wall with a flick of his finger.

He squinted, ignoring the "noise" around him, and carefully examined the neon lights on the ceiling.

He raised his head, and because of this, he didn't notice Yamawaki, who was being beaten on the ground, and his eyes.

His eyes held a complex mix of humiliation, fear, resentment, and hatred.

Long Yuan didn't notice, but even if he had, he probably wouldn't have cared. The only outcome would be to beat him even harder and subdue him.

……

"Still no clue..." Kushida sat on my bed sighing, and the three idiots were also frowning.

Especially Sudo.

This afternoon after school, Sudo enthusiastically went to ask Horikita for help.

Let's consider this a request, if it's taken for granted and therefore considered a request.

The outcome was inevitable.

It took a considerable price to keep Sudo on the team, and then he caused a major disaster the following week. If this is true, then the 84 class points he had painstakingly accumulated this month will be deducted all at once.

Putting myself in Horikita's shoes, I wouldn't give him a friendly look either.

"During lunch, Ayanokouji and I went to ask Ichinose, the class representative of Class B, to help us post the announcement. I believe we should have news soon."

To lighten the mood, Kushida forced a smile and offered a word of comfort.

But I still think it's impossible.

Although Ichinose Honami helped post a report on the school bulletin board, it was probably useless.

After all, Sudo's disturbance had become known throughout the entire school.

No matter how many times you stick them on, it's useless.

and……

Around noon, I noticed something and glanced at the points on Ichinose's terminal... something's wrong! Of course, that's assuming I'm not mistaken...

And today, there's one more thing. Teacher Chazhu also told us about a rule.

Based on the activity level of the club and the extent of their contributions, the school may award points to the classes of students whose members belong to the club!

For example, if a student in the calligraphy club wins an award in a calligraphy competition, the school will not only reward the student with a large number of points, but the class will also benefit to some extent.

This highlights the reason and necessity for saving Sudo!

In his first semester of first grade, Sudo will become a full member of the basketball club. His talent in basketball is undeniable.

This can be considered a long-term investment.

Today, Mr. Chazhu's words made the students, who were reluctant to help yesterday, become more proactive today, which is good news.

Knock knock—

Just as the room fell silent, a crisp knock sounded on the door.

"I'll go open the door." I called to everyone and slowly walked towards the entrance.

I think the person who's coming will most likely be Horikita, who told me he was coming at noon. After all, I don't know anyone else at this school.

Click.

I turned the doorknob and gently opened the door. As expected, the guest outside was there.

"Ayanokouji, I think I know something about that eyewitness..."

I think Horikita probably doesn't know anything about small talk or polite greetings. He went straight to the point as soon as he arrived. He should at least have asked if I had eaten or said sorry for bothering me...

However, what she said immediately perked me up.

Eyewitness

Just as I was about to listen carefully, Horikita suddenly stopped talking, looked at the four different pairs of shoes on the shoe cabinet by the door, and then stared intently at me.

"We have guests."

"Ah."

"Oh, goodbye."

""

Before I could react, Horikita Kazuhiro, whose hair was still damp from a recent shower, turned and started to leave.

But just as I took my first step, a petite figure slipped past me and naturally took my arm.

"It's Horikita-kun! Come in quickly! We're having a really tough time and don't know what to do, but Horikita-kun seems to have a solution!"

As Kushida spoke, he turned her around, gave me a look, and told me to stand aside and not block the door before naturally leading her inside.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Horikita twitch her arm but not pull it out. She moved her lips, but ultimately remained silent and did not speak. She then followed Kushida into my room.

###Chapter 494 Foul###

("Slurp~ Slurp~")

"Mmm—" An Shu subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her face, feeling the wet touch on the back of her hand.

With an unidentified object pressing down on her, An Shu found it difficult to breathe. She wanted to turn over and lie down to continue sleeping, but she couldn't move.

"Ugh..." An Shu opened her eyes a crack, glanced at the unidentified object on her body, and became half awake.

"Why... have you changed the way you wake people up again?"

He rubbed his slightly dizzy head with one hand and sat up on the bed with the other.

This caused the unidentified object lying on him to fall backward and land on his thigh.

"Hey, Master, don't you like it?"

Ram tilted her head back to look at An Shu, deliberately asking a question out of confusion, then stretched out her index finger and brought it close to her small mouth, sticking out her fragrant tongue to gently lick it.

On her small face, just like her younger sister's, she put on a charming expression, and the slowly rising blush made her charm even more alluring.

“…Little Weizhi taught it,” An Shu blinked, unmoved.

"Sister Lia taught me! She said that Master seems serious on the surface, but is actually very perverted! She said that this kind of behavior will make Master obediently kneel down at the bottom of my skirt!"

"But... she clearly has a loli face, but she's trying to act like a mature woman, isn't that just incongruous?"

"Huh? Really?" Ram paused, she hadn't considered this question yet...

But then she shook her head: "No, no, that's not the problem. The problem is, I just said Master is hentai, and Master didn't refute it! So he tacitly agrees."

Having seized upon the loophole in An Shu's words, she no longer cared about pretending to be strange. She brought her saliva-covered fingers to An Shu's clothes, wiped them casually, stepped back halfway, and stood up as well, staring at him excitedly.

An Shu watched her wiping her fingers and her lips twitched slightly: "No way! I disagree!"

"It's too late to refute now! Hehe~" Having gotten the better of An Shu, Ram shook her head happily.

"All right……"

An Shu suppressed the doting look in his eyes with a helpless tone, then raised his hand to pat her head. He was afraid that if this girl knew how much he doted on her, she would become even more arrogant.

"But is it Ram's turn to wake me up today?"

"Yes, it was Sister Miori yesterday, and it's my turn today!"

It was agreed long ago that she and the little girl would take turns waking An Shu up one day when he was sleeping in.

I usually kiss him until he suffocates, but today I tried a different method.

"I didn't even get a chance to call my master in the morning. Why does my master get up so early?"

"Get up and make breakfast for you! Otherwise I would have gone to sleep in long ago."

"Eh-huh~" Ram didn't doubt it, leaned forward, gently nestled into An Shu's arms, and rubbed against his collarbone. "Mmm, Master is the best!"