In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

Especially after waking up, he found his pajamas soaked with a transparent liquid scientifically known as "saliva." The silver-haired girl, half of her body tilted against his chest, had her face pressed against his chest. Her milky white nightgown had wrinkled and rolled up above her belly button, revealing a slender waist that was so white it was dazzling. Even her legs were restlessly draped over his knees, like a clinging octopus...

Fortunately, people's physical conditions cannot be generalized. If an ordinary person were to be pressed like this for a whole night, he would probably be sore all over and would have difficulty walking.

"Ahahaha, I'm just thinking of something happy..."

Realizing she had misunderstood something, Aiyin gave an awkward laugh and quickly changed the subject. "Let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore. Baili-san, how about I tell you a joke?"

Bai Li raised an eyebrow, "Okay, go ahead."

Aine cleared her throat and said seriously:

"Once upon a time there was a big fool who loved to say no. No matter what people asked her, she would say no. Have you heard this joke?"

Hehe! In order to re-establish my lofty image as a clever and perfect goddess, Anon-chan, I did some homework last night!

Even she fell for this joke the first time she saw it. A mere White Carp Lord definitely didn't see through it...

"You've told that joke before."

"Ehhhhh?"

Aine was stunned, "No?"

She had just seen this joke last night, so how could she have told it to Bai Li before?

"You did."

Aiyin frowned and thought for a long time, "Really not!"

"You really did."

Bai Li shook his head, glanced at the latest message on his phone, stood up and left, "If you don't believe me, think about it again."

Could it be... that my memory is really messed up?

Chihaya Aine sat there stupidly, scratching her head. "But, as far as I can remember, I really haven't told you that..."

……

Chihaya-san, you’re really easy to deal with.

It really makes people worry that she will be deceived by a frivolous bad man in the future.

However, thanks to her, Bai Li's mood was indeed much more relaxed.

There was also a message from Yumiko on the phone screen, asking him to go to the club activity room, and it seemed that she had something to say to him.

Bai Li did not delay and came to the activity room, only to find that there was more than one person in the club.

Besides the familiar blonde girl, even Pochi was there.

The little social phobic boy still looked cautious, hiding in the corner pretending to be a mushroom.

When she heard the noise, she just raised her head and quickly glanced at Bai Li who came in. For some reason, her little face turned red and she lowered her head again.

But the white carp was a little strange.

Unlike usual, this time, the look in her eyes when she looked at him seemed to have undergone some... inexplicable changes?

Chapter 175 Yumiko Miura: You and I, sisters, come together!

The warm sunlight outside the window is cut into pieces of gold, and time goes back to that quiet and lingering afternoon.

Goto Ichiri still remembers everything that happened at that time.

"Pochi-chan, you like the president, right?"

This was the first sentence that Miura said after he found her.

It was like a thunderclap in the clear sky, which immediately gave Pochi a startle.

Having his most secret thoughts exposed by an outsider, Xiaoshe panicked and his face turned red as if it was about to bleed, but he still stammered and tried to deny it.

But Miura didn't give her this opportunity.

A tall girl stood in the halo, her long, smooth golden hair like a frozen sunset. A gentle breeze picked up, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly, revealing a smile that could be described as "bright."

"The president and I are actually dating, huh?"

Her tone was gentle and her attitude was friendly, but the news she revealed was like a sharp sword, piercing deep into Pochi's soft heart.

In fact, we should have been mentally prepared a long time ago.

The president is so perfect that even the sun cannot match his brilliance.

Miura is also a super popular person who stands at the top of the social circle and is very popular among everyone.

The two of them standing together perfectly interpret what it means to be a "talented man and a beautiful woman" and a "match made in heaven."

And a guy like me, who is dark and rustic and even more useless than a watermelon worm, is shamelessly trying to stay by the president's side by relying on his gentle personality...

As expected, it was just wishful thinking and overestimating one's own capabilities.

"I, I understand..."

Goto Ichiri was in a state of despair, like a rat that had strayed into a bustling city. He just wanted to escape back to his dark yet intimate nest underground. "I'm going to ask Mr. Hiratsuka to take a leave of absence right now, and I'll also quit the club. From now on, I'll never tarnish your sight again. I've been disturbing Anko's private Marseille for a while..."

"Wait, did you misunderstand something?!"

Yumiko didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she quickly stopped Pochi, who was about to cry, and said, "I'm not saying this to drive you away. I just want to ask, Pochi, do you want to join us?"

Goto Kazuri: "..."

After a long silence, the pink-haired girl sniffed, her tear-filled sky-blue eyes still a little dazed.

"Eh?"

Is this... a test from Miura-san?

Just like the scenes often played out in Taiga dramas, the lord deliberately tests whether the domineering subordinates have any arrogance. If they do have rebellious intentions, he will smash the cup as a signal to call the subordinates to cut him into pieces.

Goto Ichiri was trembling with fear, looking towards the outside of the club activity room. It seemed that there were three hundred swordsmen and axemen lying in ambush behind the door. If there was even the slightest mistake in her words, they would rush in and hack her into pieces.

"I don't know what you're thinking..."

Seeing her hesitant expression, Yumiko sighed, "But this isn't a test, okay? I'm seriously having a heart-to-heart with you, Pochi-chan. Are you interested in joining in?"

"But, but..."

Goto Ichiri was still a little confused. She really didn't understand what Miura was up to and why she suddenly came to her to talk about this.

"To be honest, I've been dating the president for a while now."

Yumiko coughed lightly, "It was just that I was worried about hurting you, so I deliberately concealed the news..."

Then why would it suddenly self-destruct now?

Pochi didn't say anything, but his eyes revealed that this was undoubtedly what he meant.

"Of course it's because someone else has already taken action first."

Yumiko pinched her chin, thinking, "Do you still remember Nagasaki, the classmate we met once in Tsuki no Mori?"

Pochi thought about it and nodded hesitantly.

"Now, she is also the president's date."

Goto Ichiri: “Ehhhhhh???”

Although this kind of thing is not uncommon in today's society, Pochi's face still turned red. He endured it again and again, and asked in a low voice:

"Miura-san... aren't you angry?"

"Not at all."

Yumiko Miura spread her hands. Like tigers, they are undoubtedly solitary creatures, but as long as they are fed by the keepers, they can live peacefully with other tigers in the zoo.

Her situation is very similar. It is no longer a question of whether she is full or not, but a question of how much she can't finish eating by herself.

Of course, it needs to be solemnly stated that this has nothing to do with her personal hobby, she is simply happy to share.

"Actually, I was planning to get you to join me first, but I didn't expect Shigaraki-san to act so quickly."

Yumiko stepped forward and placed her hands on Pochi's shoulders, not giving her a chance to escape. "If you keep dawdling like this, someone else might even take the third spot, okay?"

"But, but..."

"Don't tell me you want to say that you don't like the president."

Yumiko looked into her eyes seriously and said, "Words can deceive, but eyes cannot."

"Woo..."

Goto Ichiri's brain was completely unable to handle such a complicated situation, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But this is exactly what Yumiko wants.

When facing the timid and socially anxious Pochi-chan, you often have to push her.

Even a rabbit bites when it is cornered. As long as we force her into a corner and don't give her any chance to escape, she will eventually be able to stand up again... right?

"If you really don't agree, I won't force you."

Yumiko paused before saying, "But are you really willing to give up your position beside the president and give it to someone else?"

This time, the pink-haired girl's silence lasted an exceptionally long time.

but……

She raised her head, mustered up all her courage, and spoke in a small but firm voice.

"No, I don't want to!"

……

So much for the memories.

Even Pochi herself couldn't believe that she could be so bold and determined.

Although he quickly reverted to his timid and socially anxious instincts, at least he responded.

Seeing her attitude, Miura was also very happy. He patted her shoulder and said something embarrassing with a look of relief, such as "Don't worry", "I will help you", "With the combined efforts of you and me sisters, it's easy to take on the position of district president".

Pochi had no idea what she had in mind.

However, for the love that was once out of reach in her heart, she was willing to cooperate.