I am only one world away from Yukinoshita.

"If you want to enter heaven, hand over the pornographic images first."

No, I don't have that kind of thing!

"Ah, no, that belongs to my older sister..."

Why did so many unexpected things happen at what should have been a simple learning session? Is this the legendary Murphy's Law?

Qinglai felt a chill run down his back.

"Tachibana-kun is truly an eye-opener. To think that you would have such despicable thoughts about your older sister, and even coerce her into becoming a model. My father knows a very prestigious German orthopedic surgeon. Shall I introduce you to him?"

As she spoke, Yukinoshita took a step back toward the door.

What a huge misunderstanding...

Also, why does this person's way of thinking seem a bit similar to Utaha-senpai's? Could it be that Yukinoshita-senpai, you're also a light novel author who writes about high school girls?

“Senior, you’ve misunderstood. ‘Kashiwagi Eri’ is my older sister’s pen name. She’s the one who painted this picture, not me…”

His attempts to defend himself seemed utterly futile. Looking at Yukinoshita Kiyori's disgusted expression, he felt that he was now in a situation he couldn't clear even if he jumped into Tokyo Bay.

In fact, Yukinoshita already believed it, because although the style of this painting was similar to the previous one, it was also different. Moreover, the four characters "Kashiwagi Eri" were clearly not Tachibana's handwriting.

This was the unexpected punishment from earlier.

Kiyotaka quickly finished cleaning up the rest of the stall. "Senpai, would you like a popsicle?"

She had never been so eager to leave her room.

Yukinoshita was in a good mood and was happy to walk down the steps.

"it is good."

As if granted a pardon, Kiyoyori fled the room like a gust of wind, while Yukinoshita walked slowly behind, covering the corners of her mouth with her hand.

"Pineapple and grape flavor, which half do you want, senpai?" Kiyotaka was holding a popsicle meant to be shared between two people. He held the sticks with both hands and separated them with a little force, but the color of the other half remained where they touched.

"Pineapple."

Without even thinking, Yukinoshita said.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Taking the yellow popsicle that still had traces of purple, it was refreshing, but the pineapple flavor had a cheap artificial coloring taste. Xuexia frowned, realizing that this was not as delicious as the shaved ice she had eaten at the foot of a mountain many years ago.

Wait a minute, shaved ice...?

When did she...?

“Speaking of which, Yuihama-senpai is really slow,” Kiyoyori said, finishing her grape-flavored popsicle in no time. “She was the one who said she wanted to have a study session.”

"Yes, she is the one who needs tutoring the most."

Did the seniors study together yesterday as well?

Yukinoshita nodded, then seemed to remember something, "I encountered a request yesterday, and I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid it would disturb your competition."

"A request?" Upon hearing this word, Kiyotaka perked up. This was the first request she had received since joining the Service Club. Although she didn't like getting involved in troublesome matters, watching troublesome things being resolved or causing annoyance was also a kind of fun.

"Can you tell me?"

P.S.: On the contradiction between dwindling drafts and a lack of motivation to write. I finally got lucky with Princess Connect yesterday; now I'm a baby with Spring Mom's love.

Chapter 21, Section 78: What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.

"In other words, the younger brother named Taishi wants to find out where his sister went during those times and hopes that the Service Club can persuade Kawasaki-senpai to stop doing that."

But why don't you go home every night, and only come home exhausted in the early hours of the morning...?

It sounds a lot like some of the character settings in Eriri's doujinshi.

“Ha…” Yukino sighed. “I know that with Tachibana’s mind full of useless thoughts, she will definitely think of very unsound things first, just like Hachiman. But please use your brain capacity, which is smaller than a grass carp, to think more deeply about other more reliable possibilities.”

Kiyoshi dismissed her initial thought that the other person might be working part-time. She felt as if she was being targeted by her senior, and it seemed that no matter what she said, she would be attacked.

"Ding dong."

The perfectly timed doorbell rang, saving poor Kiyotaka.

"Please wait a moment, senior. I'll go open the door. It should be Yuihama-senpai."

Kiyotomi hurriedly walked to the entrance, opened the door, and sure enough, it was Yuihama with a slightly apologetic expression.

"Hey, Kiyora, sorry I'm late. Here, take this." Yui took out a bag of something that looked a bit dark from her bag and tied a bow at the opening with a pink ribbon. "These are cookies I made. I practiced at home before. I wonder how they taste this time, hehe."

Under Yuihama's innocent smile, Kiyoyori's hands trembled as he accepted the cookie, which at first glance was completely unrecognizable as a cookie.

"Thank you, Yuihama-senpai, please come in."

"Ah, sorry to bother you."

Yuihama peeked into the house and immediately spotted Yukinoshita sitting on the sofa.

"Little Snow! Hello!"

"Good morning, or rather, good afternoon, Yuihama-san."

Yukinoshita "casually" reminded him of the time, and then she saw Kiyoyori behind Yuihama, holding a "cookie" that was obviously made by Yuihama. Yukinoshita subtly revealed a mixture of mockery and pity.

"Ah, Yuki, I'm so sorry!" Yui clasped her hands together, then took out another bag of the same packaged cookies from her bag. "Consider this an apology. I've been practicing at home every day since then! My mom praises me for practicing so hard. You should try some; you're sure to improve!"

In situations like these, deliberately avoiding the outcome and praising the seemingly effective process is often the most hurtful thing to do.

Yukinoshita took a deep breath and accepted the cookie. "I hope Yuihama-san can put more of that unnecessary effort into her studies. Maybe she can get better results that way."

Kiyoshiro understood Yukinoshita's meaning, and immediately felt that what she was holding in her hands was not an apology, but some kind of biological weapon.

She winked secretly at Yukina, who was looking over.

[Senior, would you like me to prepare some stomach medicine?]

Yukinoshita blinked, mimicking her gesture.

【Then I'll leave it to Tachibana-san.】

Tachibana ran quickly into the kitchen, took out several boxes of pills, placed them on the table, and filled their water glasses. Then, she and Yukinoshita opened the packaging with the determination of a warrior cutting off his own arm.

Senior, this may be the last time we meet.

[Has Tachibana run out of better things to say?]

Take the pills out and place them next to your water glass, or even bring the trash can over, ready to induce vomiting at any time.

Kiyoshiro and Yukinoshita exchanged a glance, picked up a piece of biscuit and put it in their mouths. It was as if they could hear the tragic melody of "The wind is howling, the Yi River is cold, the hero goes forth and never returns" all around them.

"Wait a minute, don't you think you're being incredibly rude?!"

After gulping down two glasses of water, Kiyotaka finally felt that the burnt and bitter taste in his mouth had been diluted a bit. Even Yukinoshita, who was usually as calm as still water, showed a pained expression, lightly covering her lips with her hand, her slightly puffed-out cheeks filled with a mouthful of mineral water.

"I'm so sorry..."

Seemingly not expecting her cookies to be so lethal, Yui sat across the table with teary eyes, watching the two people's complicated expressions.

“I think Yuihama-senpai has the talent to be a pharmacist,” Kiyoyori smiled reassuringly at Yuihama. “For example, she could make people faint using only food ingredients without adding any medicinal ingredients.”

"Wait a minute! What kind of pharmacist are you if you don't add any potions?! And why is knocking someone unconscious the prerequisite?!"

"All-natural, green and environmentally friendly, isn't that good?"

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"Oh no! It's not good at all!"

“I think Yuihama-san should stay away from the kitchen from now on…” Yukinoshita coughed lightly, her voice still a little hoarse, “Let’s start reviewing. Yuihama-san, please take out the math problems I assigned you yesterday, let’s see how well they went.”

Kiyoshi thoughtfully switched seats with Yuihama, and sat opposite Yukinoshita, taking out her weekend homework.

She put on her headphones and used soothing music to isolate the two people talking across from her.

"Yuigahama-kun, we did the exact same problem yesterday, why did you get it wrong again today?"

"Um...that..."

"And here, you've got the formula wrong. I clearly recalculated it for you from the beginning yesterday."

"Waaah..."

"Also, there are very obvious grammatical errors in this part of the English composition. Yui-san, you even made a mistake in the third person. Did you not graduate from elementary school? Sometimes I wonder how Yui-san got into Soubu High School in the first place."

"puff--!"

Three consecutive critical hits left Yuigahama Yui with almost no health.

"Xiaoxue is really strict..."

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As the clock was about to strike 11:30, Qinglai put down her pen, stretched, and glanced at the other side, where the battle was still raging—or rather, a one-sided fight where only one person was being verbally abused.

Never mind, it's best not to bother them.

Kiyoshi sent Asuka a LINE message, asking if they had finished the first round of learning and were ready to start making lunch.

Kiyoshi went to the kitchen, picked up an apron and put it on, and started rinsing the rice. After receiving a reply from Asuka, she put the ingredients she had bought from the supermarket that morning on the stove.

"Tachibana-san, we agreed that I would make lunch today, so please go and rest."

Yukino walked into the kitchen and picked up another apron hanging on the hook.

“There are still two more people to go. We have a lot to make today, so it will be more efficient if I do it all together,” Kiyoyori said as he set up the rice cooker and walked back to the sink. “And how’s it going with Yuihama-senpai?”

"A proper balance between work and rest is still necessary."

Xuexia rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

That means there's been no progress.

Kiyoshi glanced at Yuihama, who looked exhausted and pale outside the kitchen, and said, "Asuka and Nakazeko-senpai will be here soon. We should be able to ask Asuka to give Yuihama-senpai some guidance."

In a sense, Yuihama-senpai is quite lucky to have two top-ranked students guiding her at the same time.