My sister never calls me brother.

Zhou Han silently picked up the trash can and walked outside.

"Zhou Han, have you reformed?" the political education teacher asked.

What do you mean by "reformed"? It makes me sound like I used to be a male prostitute on the street! Zhou Han was so embarrassed he almost had a stroke.

"No, I just joined a small club by chance." Zhou Han scratched his head.

"That's great. Clubs are a melting pot, and they can easily change a person. Your joining is a testament to your return to the right path." The political education teacher's voice drifted over.

A prodigal son returns? I wonder when I started using that phrase to describe myself?

Zhou Han gave a self-deprecating laugh and left the Political Education Office.

In the club activity room.

Lin Nianwei was reading a book.

Song Mingyuan was looking at the comic book (a pornographic book) and chuckling.

Miyazaki Airi put down her phone, frowned, and said, "Where did this guy go? He's been off to the political education office spreading propaganda for so long and hasn't come back yet?"

"Are you worried?" Song Mingyuan interjected sarcastically.

"Who...who's worried about him?!" Miyazaki Airi quickly retorted, "I...I'm afraid he'll sleep in the infirmary and slack off!"

"Oh, is that so..." Song Mingyuan said sarcastically.

This…this shut-in! I really want to punch him! Miyazaki Airi clenched her little fists.

Zhou Han suddenly pushed open the door to the activity room, walked in, and slumped into a chair.

"Has the Political Education Department finished its publicity?" Song Mingyuan asked quickly.

"The publicity is over..." Zhou Han replied listlessly.

"You went to the Political Education Office for a propaganda trip, how come you're so tired? And why is your hair wet?" Miyazaki Airi didn't understand, especially her hair. It wasn't raining outside, so why did it look like she had been caught in the rain?

"You think you can just go to the Political Education Office once, give some propaganda, and leave?" Zhou Han looked up at Miyazaki Airi, paused, and said, "Kid, you're too naive!"

Chapter Nineteen Sophistry

Although the club's promotional work has basically ended, it seems that there are still no clients.

The four of them were all rather idle and had nothing to do.

"Why is no one coming..." Song Mingyuan felt completely drained. "Is the heavens going to destroy my Seigaku Club?"

"It seems so. After all, our club is at the very bottom! We don't have any reputation, so who would bother to commission us?" Zhou Han shrugged and said helplessly.

"How about we switch to another club activity?" Miyazaki Airi asked, putting down her phone. She was also getting a little impatient.

"But what club activity should we switch to?" Song Mingyuan scratched his head.

"How about a discussion on instant noodles?" Zhou Han suggested.

"Oh!" Song Mingyuan exclaimed as if struck by a sudden realization, clapping his hands. "So that's one of those tricks! How could I have forgotten about it?"

“You two…” Miyazaki Airi was speechless.

"Calm down," Lin Nianwei suddenly said. "Information takes time to spread."

Since Lin Nianwei had said so, Song Mingyuan and Zhou Han had no choice but to continue waiting patiently.

"Boom boom boom!"

A knock sounded at the door of the activity room, echoing throughout the quiet classroom like the tolling of church bells at dawn, inspiring new hope.

Song Mingyuan and Zhou Han exchanged a glance, then screamed simultaneously—

"Aaaaaaah! Finally, someone's here!"

"That's great!" Miyazaki Airi cheered excitedly.

Although Lin Nianwei didn't say anything, she was still relieved.

Song Mingyuan quickly tidied his hair and school uniform, adjusted his glasses, and asked, "How do I look now?"

"Awesome! Super handsome!" Zhou Han gave a thumbs up, "24K pure handsome!"

"That's good. Although I know I'm naturally beautiful, I'm still a little embarrassed that you suddenly noticed, hehehe..." Song Mingyuan scratched his head and kept chuckling.

“Hey…” Zhou Han’s face darkened. He thought to himself, “This shameless guy, he said I’m fat, and now he’s even panting.”

Song Mingyuan went to open the door with high spirits.

A girl carrying a guitar walked in, her well-developed chest protruding. She was Liu Yue, Zhou Han's classmate.

"Huh!?" Liu Yue was startled to see Zhou Han and the other two. "Why are you guys here!? Isn't this the Seigaku Agency?"

“Yes, we are club members.” Miyazaki Airi was also a little surprised to see that it was Liu Yue.

"Come on! Tell us your troubles." Zhou Han said it very seriously, but his eyes were fixed on the woman's chest.

"No...no need." Liu Yue looked embarrassed and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Song Mingyuan grabbed Liu Yue's leg, tears streaming down his face. "Don't go! Tell us what's bothering you! Our consultants are all professionals!"

"Huh!? Professional?" Liu Yue was stunned, then pointed at Zhou Han, "That guy was staring at my chest like a pervert from the very beginning, and you're telling me he's a professional?"

“This…” Song Mingyuan scratched his head awkwardly.

"What?! I'm a pervert?" Zhou Han stood up angrily and pointed at herself.

"Yeah! I'm talking about you, you perverted bastard, you better keep your eyes closed." Liu Yue defensively hugged her chest, her tone unfriendly.

“Stare—” Miyazaki Airi and Lin Nianwei stared at Zhou Han with disdain.

Uh, if this continues, I won't have a place in the club anymore. I have to explain. Zhou Han felt ashamed.

"Wait a minute, can you let me say a few words first?" Zhou Han raised her hand.

"Sure! I don't believe you can find any excuse for such a despicable act." Liu Yue's eyes revealed contempt.

"If you really don't want me to see your breasts, you should button up the top buttons of your school uniform shirt. Don't say your breasts are too big to button; there are plenty of corsets everywhere. Also, don't think that just because I'm staring at your breasts, I'm a pervert. Staring at breasts is my physiological instinct. As a boy, my genes dictate that I like soft, vibrant breasts. This isn't just my personal desire; it's my instinct. This instinct compels me to consider the continuation of my family and look at those full breasts. So I'm not a pervert; I'm looking at your breasts with a selfless spirit." Zhou Han spoke seriously, without a trace of lewdness.

"This..." Liu Yue hesitated.

“If what I’ve said isn’t enough, then…” Zhou Han paused, then continued, “My mother once told me that the sixteen most beautiful and innocent months of my life were survived by taking drugs. So, deep in my soul, whenever I see drugs, I think of how they saved me from hunger, made me feel the great love and meticulous care of my mother, and those happy times in my childhood.”

Song Mingyuan, Miyazaki Airi, and Lin Nianwei all listened quietly to Zhou Han's nonsense with blank expressions.

"Perhaps it's your beautiful ** that reminds me of the good old days, which is why I unconsciously stare at it," Zhou Han concluded with a flattering remark.

"I..." Liu Yue subconsciously lowered her hand from her chest and laughed awkwardly, "I don't know what to say. What you said seems to make a lot of sense. I guess I misunderstood you."

What a load of rubbish! He was spouting complete nonsense, using vivid words to cover up his lewd behavior. Miyazaki Airi was speechless.

"Wow, my brother..." Song Mingyuan was dumbfounded, never having witnessed such shameless sophistry before.

"Can I touch it?" Zhou Han blurted out without thinking.

"Huh!?" Liu Yue frowned.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you bastard?!" Miyazaki Airi picked up a water glass from the table and threw it at him.

"Aaaaah—!" Zhou Han screamed and collapsed onto the table, looking quite badly injured.

Liu Yue felt ashamed. Could this club really help people solve their problems? It seemed to have quite a few problems of its own.

"Ahem!" Song Mingyuan coughed lightly to attract attention. "Classmate, I know you must have encountered a problem to come to our club. Just leave it to us. That idiot was just a helper. Our professional advisor is this guy—"

Song Mingyuan pointed at Lin Nianwei.

Looking at Lin Nianwei, Liu Yue realized that she did indeed give off a very reliable feeling.

Liu Yue opened her mouth, but said nothing. She shook her head and said, "I guess I'll just forget about it. See you later!"

After saying that, he picked up his guitar and hurriedly tried to leave.

Lin Nianwei closed the book and said, "If it's a very private matter, we will accept the commission and guarantee that we will not disclose your information to the outside world."

Liu Yue turned around in surprise and looked at Lin Nianwei. Although her expression showed no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, her eyes seemed to see further than others.

"Can we sit down and talk now, Liu Yue?" Lin Nianwei said quietly.

After a while—

"What?! Your little sister, who's in elementary school, has been getting into fights at school lately?" Zhou Han said in surprise. "Isn't fighting a normal thing?"

"Hey! Don't equate your habits with others!" Miyazaki Airi's expression was unpleasant.

“My sister’s homeroom teacher told me about this last night, and I can’t believe it. After all, my sister is usually very well-behaved, and this is the first time I’ve ever heard of her getting into a fight.” Liu Yue paused, then said somewhat frantically, “And recently the guitar club has been practicing new pieces, so we’re incredibly busy. With my sister getting into a fight, I’m completely overwhelmed.”

"Little girls fighting..." Song Mingyuan stroked his chin, a lewd smile on his face, "Surprisingly, this is quite interesting..."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks..." Miyazaki Airi rolled her eyes at Song Mingyuan.

"Have you talked to your sister about it?" Lin Nianwei asked.

“We talked to her, but she won’t say anything when I ask her why. It feels like her rebellious phase has started early, and she’s increasingly disregarding me as her older sister…” Liu Yue frowned, as if she was sulking. “Do you have any ideas on how to solve this?”

"We don't have enough information to make an accurate judgment," Lin Nianwei said honestly. "In short, give us some time to investigate."

“Okay…” Liu Yue stood up, picked up her guitar, and said, “Then I’ll wait for your good news. Oh, by the way! This is a picture of my sister. If you’re going to investigate, it’ll be troublesome if you can’t find her.”

After showing the four of them a photo of her younger sister, Liu Yue left.

The activity room returned to quiet.

"Where should we start?" Miyazaki Airi asked.

"It would be best to investigate Liu Yue's elementary school first," Lin Nianwei thought for a moment.

"No need to investigate! I'm smart enough to have already seen through everything..." Zhou Han said coolly.

"Huh!?" Miyazaki Airi gave a disgusted look. "Can you shut up? No one will question you even if you see through it. Even a three-year-old could see what you've seen through, right?"

"Ugh..." Zhou Han clutched her chest, feeling heartbroken.

"Don't discourage him, he's already pitiful enough..." Song Mingyuan said with a smile, trying to smooth things over. "It wouldn't hurt to hear his thoughts, maybe it'll have an unexpected effect..."

"Hmph!" Miyazaki Airi snorted coldly.

"Senior Song, you're such a good person..." Zhou Han was deeply moved.

"Not at all, not at all. Why would I refuse when someone wants to tell jokes to amuse the public?" Song Mingyuan smiled.

"You old bastard..." Zhou Han's gratitude vanished. He coughed lightly and said—