My sister never calls me brother.

"Name."

"Song Mingyuan."

"age."

Eighteen years old.

Which class are you in?

"Class 7, Grade 3"

"So I hit a third-year student..." Zhou Han asked awkwardly, then continued, "Why did you attack a second-year student?"

"I didn't attack! I just need Lin's help with something," Song Mingyuan explained.

"Is this how you invite someone? This is kidnapping! It's a crime! You'll go to jail!" Zhou Han hurled several serious accusations at him.

"I have no choice! If I don't do this, Lin won't listen to me." Song Mingyuan shrugged helplessly.

“That’s true…” Zhou Han glanced at the cold Lin Nianwei and continued, “What’s the matter that you had to resort to such an extreme method?”

"It's a long story," Song Mingyuan said slowly. "My club is called Seigaku Club. It was originally a literature club, but after I took over, there weren't many people left, so we never had any decent club activities. Not long ago, the student council warned us that if things continued like this, the club would be disbanded. I've let down the expectations of those upperclassmen, sob sob..."

Song Mingyuan spoke with tears streaming down his face, but it sounded so fake!

"Why not promote it more and recruit new people?" Miyazaki Airi asked, puzzled.

"Ugh!" Song Mingyuan scratched his head awkwardly. "Publicity costs club funds, and I have other uses for this money."

"What's it for?" Miyazaki Airi had a bad feeling.

Song Mingyuan licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, then stood up, walked to the shop window, and suddenly pulled open the door, revealing what was inside—

Miyazaki Airi and Zhou Han stared blankly into the shop window, which was filled with toys, figurines, and erotic books with exposed covers.

“As you can see…” Song Mingyuan paused, “I’m an anime otaku! I spend all my money on these things.”

"You deserve to be disbanded!!!" Zhou Han and Miyazaki Airi shouted in unison.

Lin Nianwei looked at the items in the shop window and tilted her head.

Chapter Ten: Growing Up Amidst Arguments

"With a club leader like you who embezzles club funds, it's no wonder the club is going to disband!" Miyazaki Airi finally met someone even more shameless than Zhou Han.

"I can't stand it anymore," Zhou Han couldn't help but say. "Don't you think before you act?! Is your head full of shit?!"

"Huh!?" Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han in surprise. "You learn pretty fast, isn't that a perfect description of you?"

Zhou Han lowered her head and whispered, "Aren't we all pointing our guns at this shut-in right now?"

"Tch!" Miyazaki Airi gave Zhou Han a disdainful look.

"So, you want Lin Nianwei to help you revive the Qingxue Society?" Zhou Han asked.

Song Mingyuan nodded. "Yes! That's exactly what I mean!"

"With your club in such a state, who would want to take over this mess?" Zhou Han frowned. It wasn't that he was deliberately being pessimistic; it was just that the club no longer had anything appealing about it.

"It's definitely not a mess. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm still very sharp." Song Mingyuan adjusted his glasses and said confidently, "I have a zero-cost way to turn things around."

Zhou Han looked at Song Mingyuan expressionlessly, then burst out laughing, "Haha, what kind of way do you think you can turn the tables?"

"Tell me about it!" Miyazaki Airi unwittingly slapped Zhou Han in the face.

"You really know your stuff, girl. What's your name?" Song Mingyuan felt like he had met a kindred spirit.

"Miyazaki Airi".

“Oh… my name is Zhou Han!” Zhou Han raised his hand and interjected.

"Sorry, I didn't ask you. Go away!" Song Mingyuan waved his hand impatiently.

Zhou Han's face darkened, and he raised his fist to punch Song Mingyuan, but Miyazaki Airi grabbed him, "Let go of me! I want to duel him!!!"

"Are you... Japanese, young lady?" Song Mingyuan asked tentatively.

“Yes.” Miyazaki Airi nodded and released Zhou Han, who was sulking.

"I've always had a question: in Japan, do female high school students your age all have experience with compensated dating?" Song Ming's eyes sparkled as he uttered a surprising question.

"Pfft—!" Zhou Han spat it out, almost choking on Song Mingyuan's words.

"You...want to die?" Miyazaki Airi asked with a grim face.

Song Mingyuan paused, glanced at Miyazaki Airi's flat chest, and said cheekily, "Really? You're not qualified...?"

Miyazaki Airi couldn't take it anymore and raised her little fist to beat up Song Mingyuan.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Zhou Han was startled and quickly pulled Miyazaki Airi back from her anger.

Airi Miyazaki angrily waved her little pink fists, "Don't stop me! I'm going to kill him!!!"

Zhou Han thought dejectedly, "You were just stopping me, but now you want to kill me?"

"Ahem!" Song Mingyuan coughed lightly, feeling like some people inexplicably wanted to hit him. He couldn't waste any more time on small talk and quickly got to the point. "Let me tell you about my plan. Everyone, quiet down!"

Miyazaki Airi crossed her arms, glaring angrily at Song Mingyuan, still seething with resentment.

"First, I want to rename Seigaku Club as Seigaku Office, transforming it from a literary club into a social club. So what are we going to do?" Song Mingyuan pointed at Zhou Han and said loudly, "Good question!"

"Who asked you?" Zhou Han complained, annoyed.

"Our daily work is simply to accept requests from all the students of Jinteng Academy, help them come up with ideas, and solve the problems they encounter. It's that simple. And as long as we complete three requests, the student council will recognize our club's activities as valid, and my club can be reborn!" Song Mingyuan asked excitedly, "How about it?"

Lin Nianwei looked at her book, without looking up or making any comment.

Zhou Han looked completely bewildered. Although she didn't quite understand, it sounded really impressive!

Airi Miyazaki thought for a moment, "We can give it a try. If things go smoothly, it should succeed, just like you said."

"So, how about joining my gang? It's fate that you all barged in today!" Song Mingyuan coaxed. The more people there are, the easier things will be! Three cobblers can outwit one Zhuge Liang.

“I’ll join! This looks interesting.” Miyazaki Airi readily agreed.

"Great! Miyazaki-san is so generous! I love it!" Song Mingyuan clapped his hands.

"Hmph!" Miyazaki Airi proudly raised her head.

"Um... I won't participate. It's more comfortable to stay home and lie down," Zhou Han said.

"Sorry, nobody asked you. I didn't plan to let you join anyway. You're obviously not very bright and can't be of much help. If you can, you can leave now. Remember to close the door from the outside," Song Mingyuan said innocently.

"This...this lousy club, who...who wants to join!?" Zhou Han got up and left.

But before they had taken more than a few steps, they heard Song Mingyuan say, "Our mentor is Dong Yingxue. Teacher Dong is so responsible! We can even go to her office to see her when we have free time."

Hearing this, Zhou Han stopped, turned around, and hugged Song Mingyuan's leg tightly, crying and sobbing, "Senior Song! I was wrong! I really want to join this club! If you don't let me join, I won't let go today..."

"There's really no other way!" Song Mingyuan shrugged, looking smug. "From now on, you'll be in charge of all the odd jobs. Is that alright?"

"Of course, no problem! I'm a very diligent person!" Zhou Han nodded repeatedly.

Miyazaki Airi gave Zhou Han a look that left her speechless. "If you were diligent, your house would look like a garbage dump! And your motives for joining aren't pure, are they?"

Song Mingyuan turned to Lin Nianwei nervously, his expression serious, and asked cautiously, "What does Lin Nianwei mean...?"

Lin Nianwei snapped the book shut, looked up, tucked her hair behind her ear, and looked at Song Mingyuan, saying...

"What compelling reason do I have to join your club?"

Zhou Han and Miyazaki Airi both looked at Lin Nianwei in surprise.

This is the longest sentence I've ever heard this girl say, Miyazaki Airi thought.

"It's been so many years since I've heard her speak such a long sentence. I miss it so much," Zhou Han thought to herself.

When Lin Nianwei asked him this question, Song Mingyuan couldn't answer it for a moment.

Because Lin Nianwei was right, she really didn't have any valid reason to join the club.

Song Mingyuan pondered for a moment, then adjusted his glasses and said sincerely, "My senior once told me that clubs are like the Garden of Eden in the Book of Genesis, with their duality—a carefree life and a treacherous serpent. Clubs also have their duality; there are precious friendships and disagreements. But my senior said that arguments are the most valuable thing, just as the serpent tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit and gain wisdom, we will grow through these arguments..."

Airi Miyazaki nodded and said seriously, "Now I believe this club used to be a literary club. Just now, seeing how many erotic books you collected, I couldn't help but suspect that this used to be an erotic book club."

Zhou Han nodded in agreement, "Although I don't know what you're talking about, it sounds really impressive!"

"You idiot, you don't need to understand what I mean." Song Mingyuan was exasperated. He paused, then continued to Lin Nianwei, "As for your expectation that someone will grow, I think you can find the answer here, so..."

"Please, please join my club!" Song Mingyuan knelt down on the ground in a flash.

"So fast!" Miyazaki Airi exclaimed in amazement at how quickly Song Mingyuan knelt down.

Senior Song's movements are so skillful and precise, how many times must he have knelt to achieve that? Zhou Han was ashamed.

Lin Nianwei didn't say anything, picked up her schoolbag and left without looking back.

Zhou Han opened her mouth, wanting to say something to Lin Nianwei, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Sigh..." Song Mingyuan sighed, stood up, and scratched his head with a smile. "I've used up so much breath, but it seems I still failed. Hehehe!"

"Why are you so obsessed with Lin Nianwei?" Zhou Han asked, puzzled.

"Because she's smart and a beautiful girl, joining my club will definitely increase my popularity. When the time is right, I'll package her as a top problem expert and charge her 100 yuan per session. That way, I'll make a lot of money! Hehehehe..." Song Mingyuan revealed a cunning businessman's face.

"In the end, you're still thinking about lining your own pocket!" Miyazaki Airi protested indignantly.

"You two hurry up and fill out the application forms for joining the Youth League, or you'll regret it later and run away." Song Mingyuan quickly took out two application forms for joining the Youth League.

"I feel like I've been tricked..." Miyazaki Airi felt a chill run down her spine.

"I feel like I'm about to sign a contract of servitude..." Zhou Han felt strange and added, "Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

"Of course it's too late!" Song Mingyuan said with a serious expression.

Back home, after dinner, Zhou Han immediately dropped her chopsticks and ran to her room, seemingly impatient.

"Wait!" Miyazaki Airi called out to Zhou Han.

"What are you doing!?"

"Why are you asking?" Miyazaki Airi was amused by Zhou Han's antics. "To wash the dishes!"

"Why should I have to swipe?" Zhou Han said matter-of-factly.

"If you don't wash the dishes, why do you have the nerve to eat what I made?" Miyazaki Airi said seriously.

Zhou Han felt ashamed, realizing that what she said made perfect sense and she couldn't refute it. She could only silently pick up her bowl and chopsticks and prepare to wash the dishes.