My sister never calls me brother.

"Yes, yes, thank you." Zhou Han's tone was casual, but she was still very sincere in her heart when she thanked him.

Elizabeth looked down at Zhou Han, silently patted his head, and thought to herself, "My master isn't a bad person, but he still has a long way to go to gain the approval of others..."

"Okay! I'm going to charge you now!" Zhou Han took out the charger.

"Ugh..." Elizabeth said dejectedly, "That wicked protagonist is such a lecher, always trying to take advantage of me~"

“Shut up…” Zhou Han was speechless.

Yao Xiaorui was lying on her bed at home.

Looking at the carefully wrapped chocolates in my hand, I smiled foolishly.

Yao Xiaorui was not pretty, nor did she have any outstanding qualities. She was an inconspicuous and dispensable presence in the entire school.

She has things that are the same as most girls, but also things that are different.

What she had in common was that, like other girls her age, she longed for a deeply memorable romance.

The difference is that she knew she wasn't pretty or outstanding, so she was very insecure and always apologized to everyone, which fostered her very weak personality.

Every morning when Yao Xiaorui looks in the mirror, she smiles bitterly at her reflection. She longs for love, but she is also insecure and afraid. If a boy stares into her eyes while speaking, she gets so nervous that she can't speak.

This inner conflict tormented her and caused her great distress.

She would always laugh at herself, wondering how anyone could possibly like someone like her.

However, it seemed that the god of love had finally noticed this unremarkable girl and, in a moment of mercy, gave her a chance.

One sunny afternoon, Yao Xiaorui was confessed to by a boy named Du Jun.

At that moment, Yao Xiaorui thought she was dreaming, and she hesitantly agreed.

Afterwards, the boy named Du Jun never contacted her again. The two were like strangers, occasionally passing each other by without being noticed.

That moment of confession and heart-fluttering felt like a dream, gone once you woke up.

Yao Xiaorui thought this was love, but she felt something was wrong. She was eager to express her feelings and eventually went to the Seigaku Agency.

I should be able to convey my feelings by tomorrow, right?

Lying in bed, Yao Xiaorui held the chocolate high, then placed it against her chest, thinking—

I'll do my best tomorrow!

The next morning, Class 2-3.

Zhou Han was startled as soon as she entered the classroom.

Because he saw that the chocolates on Gu Bai's table were piled up to the height of a small mountain.

Is this for real?! Gu Bai received even more chocolates than last year! Zhou Han thought to himself, feeling ashamed.

Gu Bai looked at the chocolates on his table, somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do...

"No wonder Gu Bai is so popular with girls!" Feng Jiarui said sarcastically from the side.

"I'm very grateful to everyone, but..." Gu Bai said somewhat awkwardly, "So much chocolate is giving me a bit of a headache."

"Here it comes! Gu Bai's speech is practically a declaration of war against the boys! But I'm your most loyal ally..." Feng Jiarui paused, took out more than a dozen chocolates, and said, "Because I received a lot today too! Hehe!"

The girls gave Feng Jiarui chocolates for their own reasons. Feng Jiarui and Gu Bai were very close, and if they could build a good relationship with him, it would save them a lot of trouble in the future when they exchanged love letters.

The girls saw through Feng Jiarui's boasting about it but didn't say anything.

Zhou Han looked at the chocolate in Feng Jiarui's hand and couldn't understand why someone would give chocolate to that talkative blond guy!

Zhou Han felt extremely traumatized. She quickly covered her face and, like a loser, secretly slipped into the classroom.

Not receiving chocolates for Valentine's Day is indeed a very embarrassing thing... Zhou Han sighed inwardly.

Wang Qianqian stared at the chocolates on Gu Bai's table with some dissatisfaction; she was very disappointed...

She had specially asked her father to bring her authentic liqueur-filled chocolates from abroad, intending to give them to Gu Bai. She even got up very early to put the chocolates on his desk first.

But who could have imagined that in no time, the chocolates on Gu Bai's table would turn into a small mountain, with his own liqueur-filled chocolates buried at the bottom, and their packaging was in no way inferior to his.

"These despicable bastards—" Wang Qianqian muttered to herself through gritted teeth.

Liu Yue came in at some point and put her guitar down beside her.

Wang Qianqian looked at her and said, "You're a little late today. Were you making chocolate at home?"

"Tsk!" Liu Yue clicked her tongue, saying dejectedly, "Why did I have to do something so boring..."

Wang Qianqian blinked, thinking to herself, "That's very much in Liu Yue's style. But lately I feel like her temper has improved a lot. Is it just my imagination?"

Please, please don't let anyone ask me if I received the chocolate, please... Zhou Han kept repeating this to herself, hoping her spell would work.

but--

"You lackeys of the Vatican, did you receive any chocolates today?"

As soon as Zhou Han sat down, Li Yang turned around and asked in a childish tone.

How could I have forgotten about that chuunibyou jerk? Zhou Han covered her face, thinking to herself, "I feel like dying."

"So what if we don't get any? You don't get any chocolate either, do you?" Zhou Han felt that since they were all in the same boat, it wouldn't hurt to stick together for warmth.

But Li Yang quickly pulled out a beautifully packaged chocolate from his pocket and slapped Zhou Han's face repeatedly.

"Hmph hmph hmph..." Li Yang covered his left eye and said, "This king is deeply loved by the aliens, how could I not receive chocolates? I am the strongest man in the Dark Continent! Hahahaha..."

"Pfft—!" Zhou Han almost spat out a mouthful of blood, unwilling to believe this reality.

Why! Why! Why?! Zhou Han grabbed her hair, thinking, "Why does this chuunibyou get chocolates, but I don't?! It's not fair! It's so unfair!!!"

Zhou Han didn't want to talk anymore. Ignoring the smug Li Yang, she wanted to put her schoolbag in her desk and then squat in the corner and cry for a while.

But something in the desk blocked the schoolbag.

Zhou Han was stunned for a moment, thinking, "Holy crap! No way? Someone's stuffing trash into my desk again?"

He reached into the desk and rummaged around, and then—

He pulled out a beautifully packaged box of chocolates.

"This...this is..." Zhou Han murmured to herself, wondering if she was dreaming. Apart from receiving chocolates from her younger sister and Lin Nianwei when she was a child, she had never received any from anyone else.

Zhou Han hadn't received a Qixi Festival chocolate in five years and had long forgotten what it should feel like to receive a gift.

He pinched himself; it hurt. He wasn't dreaming.

Zhou Han was overjoyed. He wanted to stand on the table and shout to the world—I got chocolate for Qixi Festival too!!!

He suppressed his inner joy, because one should be modest.

Zhou Han noticed a note on the chocolate, and he picked it up to read it—

"I made too much chocolate yesterday, and since I was going to throw it away anyway, I'll give it to you. I didn't make it for you on purpose! Remember, this is friendship chocolate, so don't get the wrong idea! Humph! — Airi Miyazaki"

Zhou Han glanced at it, sighed, and thought to herself, "Did she really overdo it again? Is she out of her mind?"

This idiot only understood the literal meaning and actually believed it!

Zhou Han looked up at Miyazaki Airi, who was chatting and laughing with others.

Miyazaki Airi felt Zhou Han's gaze, looked up at him, rolled her eyes at him, and turned her head away.

Zhou Han was used to Miyazaki Airi's reaction and didn't pay it any mind. She looked down at the chocolate and thought, "It's a bit casual, but having one is good too..."

Chapter Forty: This is Everyone's Story

After school, it was Zhou Han's turn to be on duty today, so he couldn't go to the activity room.

As the least popular person in the class, taking out the trash naturally fell to him.

But Zhou Han doesn't dislike taking out the trash, because it always takes him almost an hour to finish. The reason it takes so long is that he would slack off halfway through. He would sit down by the window, look at the sky, and relax.

This could be considered a little bit of Zhou Han's capriciousness.

Zhou Han carried the trash can and walked slowly. When she passed a classroom, she noticed that the students on duty were talking loudly, and she could hear them.

Zhou Han wasn't interested in eavesdropping; he wasn't the type to have such a perverse sense of humor.

But the content of the chat caught his attention—

"You mean that ugly girl named Yao Xiaorui gave you chocolates today?"

"You bet! We were playing Truth or Dare that day, and I had no choice but to confess to that ugly girl, but who knew she would actually take it seriously? It was hilarious!"

"This girl is incredibly stupid. How could Du Jun possibly be interested in her?"

"Yeah! How could I possibly be interested in an ugly woman? I don't even know if he's ever looked in a mirror. He actually thought I really liked her? Now when I think about that disappointed look on her face, I just want to laugh."

Waves of laughter echoed down the corridor, sounding so jarring and so unrestrained.

Zhou Han stopped and looked at the classroom, thinking, "Never mind, it has nothing to do with me..."

Zhou Han, who was continuing downstairs, suddenly stopped. In an instant, he recalled Yao Xiaorui's hard work. Even when she was injured, she still wanted to learn how to make chocolate. She had worked so hard for this boy named Du Jun. Was this the result in the end?

Only Yao Xiaorui took this relationship seriously, while this boy named Du Jun was just playing with her. He should have just rejected Yao Xiaorui's feelings, so why did he have to make sarcastic remarks in front of others?

Could it be that this Du Jun is really enjoying this feeling?

All of this is so unfair to those who work so hard!

Although it's none of my business, it's just too much to bear to watch...

Zhou Han pulled herself together, threw down the trash can, pushed open the classroom door, and went inside.

There are three boys in the classroom.

"Who are you? What do you want?" a handsome boy with an earring asked.

"Who is Du Jun?" Zhou Han asked.

"That's me." The boy with the earring is Du Jun.

"I'm telling you..." Zhou Han paused, "Do you really enjoy toying with girls' feelings?"

"What's it to you? Where did this unexpected trouble come from?" Du Jun said dismissively.

"He's Zhou Han, a madman. Don't mess with him," someone next to Du Jun whispered a warning.

"What's wrong with Zhou Han? Is she that powerful?" Du Jun said arrogantly.

“I’m not that great, but…” Zhou Han licked his lips, closed the classroom door, and said coldly, “That’s enough to teach you a lesson.”