Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

So Baichuan Qing was also a little curious: "Why?"

"—There's a 2000-meter training race tomorrow morning, and I want to run."

"Training match? With whom?"

Little Chestnut handed over a crumpled form.

Baichuan Qing took it, and then his eyes widened slightly.

Although [Sakura Chiyoou], [Yae Muten], [Mejiro Altan], and other horse girls haven't yet achieved a G1 victory, they are all top players of the current generation...

The most important thing is that at the end of the form is a name that no one can ignore.

——[Emperor of the East China Sea].

The winner of the classic double crown so far this year is making an attack on the last of the undefeated triple crown.

Shirakawa Haru couldn't help but look at Oguri - even though Oguri's talent was not much inferior to that of the East China Sea Emperor, the other party had won the double crown with thunderous momentum, while Oguri had not even participated in a big reward event since he came to the central government.

Is it too early to fight now?

Even if it's just a training match without any honor.

If they were defeated by such a huge margin, would Oguri's morale, which had not yet been built up by victory, be shattered...

Shirakawa Haru and Oguruma looked at each other with such worry.

Then, everything became clear.

——Our own horse girl is extremely eager to fight against a powerful enemy.

——Yearning for struggle, yearning for victory, and at the same time... also extremely yearning for failure.

——"If you can defeat me completely, then come and try it!", Oguruma's eyes seemed to be saying this.

Baichuan Qing put away the paper and couldn't help sighing:

"How arrogant, Xiaoli."

Oguruma blinked and said, "So, does that mean you agree?"

Shirakawa Haru smiled bitterly: "My own ponygirl has the ambition to challenge the "strongest". How can I, as your trainer, hold you back?"

After saying this, he put away his smile and looked at Oguri seriously: "But Oguri, remember that this battle is more about having the opportunity to fight against the [strongest], so don't be discouraged if you lose."

"Of course." Oguruma nodded, paused, and then said, "If I win, can I ask the Sun-kun for a reward?"

Beat the Emperor of the East China Sea in a 2000-meter race?

It's simply a fantasy...

"Of course, as long as it's within my capabilities, you can ask for anything." Baichuan Qing promised, clapping his hands and saying with a smile: "Then today's training plan is cancelled. Please enjoy tomorrow's game."

"I'll do my best."

Xiao Limao nodded heavily.

……

After walking slowly and leisurely for five kilometers with Oguruma, Shirakawa Haru washed her face and walked back to the classroom with a swagger.

In response to this, the math teacher on the podium was watching his classmates and happened to look down at his classmates and flip through the lesson plan - what difference does it make whether the student union president, who always gets full marks in math, attends his classes or not?

Aiyin, who was sitting in the front, was shocked: — So the student council president has so much power.jpg

Another ten minutes later, Chihaya Aine, who had finally waited until the boring math class was over, hurriedly pulled Shirakawa Haru out of the classroom.

——Under the watchful eyes of Takamatsu Deng and Pochi-chan.

"I thought we added Line, didn't the school ban cell phones?"

Shirakawa Haru, who was once again pulled into a dark corridor by Chihaya Aine, curled his lips and recalled the look his classmates gave him. "This makes me feel like I'm doing something shameful."

"Because the light in the classroom is right next to me, it's not convenient to tell~" Chihaya Aine winked at him and chuckled, "In a couple of days, I'm going somewhere with my band members. President, you promised me that."

Looking for Deng to form a band together... I don't know how Xiangzi would feel when he sees this.

Thinking in his heart, Baichuan Qing nodded without hesitation: "It's a small matter, just call me in advance when the time comes."

After all, it was something I promised myself.

"Then I'll send you the position. Don't forget to come."

Chihaya Aine happily ran upstairs before him, leaving Shirakawa Haru standing there alone, estimating the success rate and possibility of the other party forming a band.

Generally speaking, it is easy for a Yangjiao like Aine to form a band.

As long as her target members are not the five Takamatsu Deng... In that case, the band will probably be silent every three minutes and withdrawn every ten minutes, and everyone will be under maximum pressure within a day.

Next up was the Classical Chinese Literature class. Shirakawa Haru, who also wasn't planning on attending the class, took out a small pillow from the drawer...

"Hey? Where's my pillow?"

Shirakawa Haru muttered to himself subconsciously, causing Pochi-chan, who was studying a linear equation of two variables seriously not far away, to tremble.

——It’s really fucking weird.

Baichuan Qing wants to ask - when she first came this morning, the fountain pen she usually uses is missing, and now the small waist pillow is missing, so what's next!

——Is the next step going to be a sudden transformation?!

——Can you also be bullied at school?

"Haha, don't let me catch you." Baichuan Qing showed a sinister sneer: "Otherwise, let the thief know why the flowers are so red."

Pochi-chan's body trembled again because she buried her head deeper in studying the quadratic equation.

——Shirakawa Haru would never have thought that the culprit who "stole" his things was actually sitting on his right.

All I can say is that Pochi-chan's presence and threat level are too low, even lower than the Paramecium on the roadside, so Shirakawa Haru didn't deliberately look at the top of her head.

——He even saw Gao Songdeng!

At the same time, in the student union room, Shoko Toyokawa put three small pieces of paper with something written on them into her pocket.

She silently blocked out all her schedules for lunch and afternoon. After hesitating for a long time, she finally clicked on Shirakawa Haru's Line profile picture and sent:

[President, please come to the Student Union Office at noon. I have already sorted out the information about the clubs for all three grades.]

At this moment, in Toyokawa Shoko's vision, the spacious student union room had turned into a candy house that she could control at will.

The dragnet has been laid.

Chapter 12: The President is so kind to me, but I...

As the phone vibrated, Xiangzi's Line avatar popped up on the screen.

Shirakawa Haru turned on his phone and couldn't help but sigh at the high efficiency of Teacher Daxiang's work - if this were put into group work, one person could complete the workload of the entire group.

He replied: [Thank you for your hard work. I will be there on time].

Then Xiangzi sent a received emoticon of Xiaoxiang in sunglasses saluting.

“Good meme, I stole it.”

Shirakawa Haru sighed that his Xiaoxiang emoticon pack had increased by another +1, and then wondered whether he should bring some delicious food to comfort the vice president at noon.

——It’s only been two days since school started and I’ve already lost at least four or five things to the other party... It’s not a good idea to keep exploiting Xiangzi like this.

Just do it if you think of it.

After studying on her own for another fifty minutes in class, Shirakawa Haru directly wrote a note asking for leave and handed it to the teacher of the next class, preparing to go out to make some small and delicious desserts.

However, he didn't expect to run into Yuki Suho who happened to be passing by before leaving the school gate.

"Isn't this President Qing? What's the matter that makes you rush so fast?"

Yuki smiled, and her words were full of the tone of a young lady, which made Shirakawa Haru feel uncomfortable.

"You've come just in time, Yuki!" Shirakawa Haru waved at her and asked in a low voice, "What would your eldest lady like to eat for afternoon tea?"

"afternoon tea?"

Suho Yuki was stunned, his thoughts suddenly turning, and he poked Shirakawa Haru's waist with his finger: "Hey... Brother, are you trying to take down Vice President Toyokawa? As the saying goes, even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows. What if the student union becomes your own harem?"

Baichuan Qing rolled his eyes at her speechlessly: "Yuxi, can't you take care of me?"

"Oh, what a coincidence~ I was just thinking of giving myself to you~"

Hearing Yuki Suho covering her face and making a shy sound, Shirakawa Haru immediately raised his hand and pointed: "Ah, hello, classmate."

So Zhou Hou Yuxi in front of him stood at attention instantly, put his left hand behind his back, clenched his right fist and coughed lightly twice.

But when he turned around and saw no one was there, he bared his teeth and said, "Hey! Normal people would be a little moved after seeing such a cute girl, right?"

"Yuki, orthopedics in Germany is very expensive." Shirakawa Haru tapped the other person's forehead, "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the best afternoon tea."

"Okay, okay, call godfather and send the list."

"I think you're itchy again..."

After lifting Yuki Suho with one hand and issuing a pendulum warning, Shirakawa Haru got a list of the other party's favorite desserts and teas as he wished.

——The first thing to be ruled out is the V50 meal. This girl is not afraid of getting fat like a ball if she eats like this.

—— Bitter and sour ones are not good either. The work is already so hard, and making Xiangzi drink bitter ones is just pure torture for him.

After some selection, Shirakawa Haru chose an option that might not suit his taste, but would definitely not be wrong.

【French Creme Brulee】, 【Tiramisu】, and 【Earl Grey Tea】.

……

Carrying a cake shop bag and a small thermos cup, Shirakawa Haru knocked on the door of the student union room.

"Toyokawa-san, can I come in?"

After a moment, the door was opened, revealing Xiangzi's calm face: "Please come in, President. I have sorted out the information."

Before Shirakawa Haru took a step, he heard Xiangzi ask, "President, what are you carrying..."

"Ah, this."

Baichuan Qing blinked: "How about we go in and talk about it?"

Xiangzi nodded obediently and moved aside to let Shirakawa Haru walk into the student union room.

"Didn't Xiaoxu and the others come at noon today? Are you the only one here, Fengchuan-san?"

"Well, I've assigned some tasks, and a few others have other matters that require me to come in the afternoon."

Shirakawa Haru had no doubts.

The student union room is so quiet.

Only the rumble of the central air conditioning was heard.

Baichuan Qing thought about it, then looked at the large conference table piled with various materials and documents, cleared an area with his hands, and placed the things he brought on it.

Then, under Xiangzi's gaze, he took out an extremely exquisite dessert.

"This is……"

Toyokawa Shoko spoke hesitantly.

"Here's something for you." Shirakawa Haru carefully unwrapped the dessert, then took out a tea set from the cupboard. He wiped it with the complimentary wet wipes and placed it on the table. "Toyokawa-san, you don't have to push yourself too hard sometimes. It's okay to relax once in a while."

Shoko Toyokawa watched him unscrew the thermos and pour the black tea into the teacup without spilling a single drop.

"please."

Staring at the pudding, cake and black tea displayed in front of her, Toyokawa Shoko, who was sitting down, suddenly felt a little dazed.

It’s like going back to the past.

She took the small plastic knife and fork handed to her by Shirakawa Haru in a daze, slowly cut the caramel pudding, and then put it into her mouth.

"good to eat……"

Shoko Toyokawa, who hadn't tasted dessert for a long time, widened her eyes slightly and said this subconsciously.

Then, she quickly pursed her lips and bowed her head apologetically to Baichuan Qing who was standing opposite her: "Excuse me, President."

"As long as it tastes good." Baichuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "It wasn't a wasted trip."

Resisting the urge to finish the pudding in just a few bites, Xiangzi maintained the movements of a young lady, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.