What a twist! The loser heroine!

Hearing someone speak to her, Wen Shui immediately looked up and saw a girl with her hair neatly tied back, a dignified and beautiful appearance, and who seemed serious and well-behaved.

A few strands of her hair seemed to have popped up around her ears due to carelessness, but they only accentuated her unique cuteness.

"Excuse me, how do I get to the student council's activity room?" She pointed to the map in Wen Shui's hand and said with a somewhat stern expression, "Because you're holding a map, so..."

"Actually, I'm a little confused too. I still haven't found the entrance to the west campus, haha..."

Wen Shui smiled somewhat awkwardly, changed the way he held the map, and then pointed to a certain spot on the map.

"But I do know where the student council is. Just turn left from here, go up to the next staircase, go up to the third floor, and then turn right."

"Thank you so much for your help." After listening to Wen Shui's explanation, the girl bowed slightly to him: "I just came from the West Campus. You can reach the West Campus by turning left, going out through the main gate, and walking through the corridor."

"Oh? Oh, thank you."

Wen Shui thanked the girl who gave her the information about the location of the west campus.

"Then, I'll go first."

The girl nodded again, then quietly left, her figure disappearing around the corner of the corridor.

What a serious girl! She's quite different from all the amazing people I've met these past few days.

You must have excellent grades.

Thinking this, Wen Shui turned around and put the map away. They had already obtained information about the West Campus; it was time to head towards the Literature Club.

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The quiet depths of the first floor of the West Campus building are usually a place rarely visited, but on this day of club visits, the arrival of new students has added a touch of vitality to the place.

Wen Shuihe stood in front of the office of the literary society, somewhat hesitant.

"Judging from the noise inside, it sounds like there are quite a few girls..."

"This is the worst-case scenario for me," Wen Shui thought to herself, frantically trying to mentally prepare herself at the door.

"Anyway, all I need to do is sign a form and that's it, right?" Wen Shui muttered to herself. "Go for it, Wen Shui, you can do it..."

"Warm, warm water."

"what?"

Turning around, I saw Komari Chika standing beside me.

"You're here, aren't you going in?"

"Well, I'm here, but..." Wen Shui glanced at the office door with some difficulty.

Xiao Ju looked up at Wen Shui's somewhat nervous expression and said, "No, don't worry, the president and vice president are both good people."

[Huh? Aren't you new here too? How do you know so much about this?]

Just then, the senior member who called himself the president of the Literature Club, Shintaro Tamaki, came out of the club office. He was carrying a thick stack of club visit materials, seemingly on his way to distribute them to the new students. However, after seeing the two people standing at the door, he changed his mind.

"Good afternoon! You two, would you like to join the arts club?" The tall, handsome man smiled gently.

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Ju Zhihua, who had become excited for some reason, said loudly, then reached out and tugged at Wen Shui's sleeve, "Wen, Wen Shui, say something too."

“I know…” Wen Shui nodded helplessly and said to Tamaki, “We’re here to join the Literature Club.”

"Oh!" Upon hearing that someone wanted to join the club, Tamaki-senpai immediately became excited. He shouted excitedly towards the club office, "Hey, Koto! Someone wants to join! Help us greet them! I'm going to hand out flyers!"

His response was a lively and cheerful voice: "OK! Leave it to me!"

After Tamaki-senpai walked away, a beautiful woman wearing glasses peeked out from the club office. She looked Xiaoju and Wenshui up and down, and let out a strange laugh that was hard to decipher.

"Hehehe~ A freshman~ Perfect, perfect~ Come, come, come in and have a seat~"

I'm sorry, I was wrong. Is it too late for me to leave now?

Half a minute later, Wen Shui and Xiao Ju sat side by side on the sofa in the literature club.

The senior student, who had her hair tied in two braids behind her back, brought over two cups of iced tea and placed them in front of the two of them.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Tsukinoki Koto, I'm a third-year student, and I'm the vice president of the Literature Club."

"Nice to meet you, I am Kazuhiko Nukumizu."

"Nice to meet you... I am Komari Chika."

"Little Ju seems a bit nervous. Don't worry, this place is secluded, so no one will usually bother us..."

At this point, she scratched her head a little embarrassedly: "Besides, there aren't actually that many members. We've been busy all day and there are only the two of you freshmen, haha..."

[The problem must have been with the introduction, right?]

If you were to expose someone's wounds like that, Wen Shui would naturally not say it to their face.

"So, Tsukinoki-senpai, what does the Literature Club mainly do?"

"Um... it's just that everyone comes together to read books or something."

"It feels pretty ordinary."

"Well, I heard that the senior students all write. They even used to edit the club's journal, and it's said that a member once won the Minister of Science and Technology Award, but I don't think that's true."

So, you just read books but don't write anything, right...?

Tsukinoki-senpai abruptly changed the subject: "What kinds of books do you two usually like to read?"

Wen Shui glanced at Kokoro, who was staring at Tsukinoki Koto's face in a daze, and then spoke first: "I've been reading light novels lately."

"Oh, I see. There are quite a few light novels here, feel free to borrow any of them."

"Ah, thank you."

Wen Shui glanced at the spines of the entire row of light novels on the bookshelf—[Hmm, sounds not bad. I can save some money to buy other light novels I want.]

From this perspective, the literary society might actually be quite suitable for me.

Seeing the satisfied expression on Wen Shui's face, Yue Zhimu seized the opportunity and asked, "What about Xiao Ju?"

"Xiaoju?"

"Huh? Wen-Wen Shui, what are you asking?" Xiao Ju, who was lost in thought, was startled.

"It's Tsukinoki-senpai asking you."

"Don't dwell on the past~ You've joined a new club now." Wen Shui asked with a smile, "What kind of books does Xiao Ju usually like to read?"

"Huh? Oh, um... light novels and historical works, things like that." Xiaoju said in a low voice, "Recently, I've been writing a little myself."

"Wow, I didn't expect that Xiaoju's progress has far surpassed ours!" Senior Yuezhimu exclaimed in surprise.

"Um, what does this sentence mean?"

Tsukinoki Koto pushed up his glasses and sneered, "Hmph~ You say you'll write, but you never do. That's just how our literary club is."

[Senior, please, please don't say such derogatory things about your club in such a serious tone.]

"So……"

Tsukinoki Koto pushed two membership application forms in front of the two of them.

"Welcome to the club, both of you."

Watching the two signing their names, Tsukinoki Koto added, "By the way, although the management in our company is very relaxed, there is one thing I need to explain in detail."

"Huh? What is it?" Wen Shui asked, looking up after signing her name.

"The books by Dazai and Mishima on the bookshelf should not be lent to men."

"Yukio Mishima and Osamu Dazai aren't suitable?"

The moment Wen Shui made that statement, Tsukinoki-senpai's glasses emitted an eerie light.

When Wen Shui saw the terrifying look in his senior's eyes and involuntarily backed away, the senior leaned over the table and grabbed his shoulders tightly with both hands.

"...No. Dazai should come first. Dazai Osamu and Mishima Yukio. I will never accept switching them. This is very important."

His voice was as cold as ice.

What's so important about this anyway...?

"No, that's not right. Mishima comes first. The correct order is Mishima and Dazai."

Ju Jingyi, who had been silent all along, actually spoke up?! And she immediately launched into a sharp rebuttal?!

"Oh~? Little Ju-chan, you seem to have some unique insights?"

"Yes, yes, I will not back down!"

Instantly, the atmosphere in the literary society plummeted to freezing point.

"What on earth is going on here...?"

Caught in the middle of this inexplicable battlefield, Wen Shuihe sighed deeply.

"Well, I guess I'll just go home for today..."

Intermission: A Little Miracle

I am Komari Chika.

I was reborn, reborn back to the Lunar New Year three years ago.

Or you could say that I gained the memories of the next three years of high school.

On the day of the New Year's visit to the shrine, for some reason, these things suddenly appeared in my mind.

That day, I was overwhelmed by too many memories and returned home in a daze, causing my mother and the little ones to worry for a long time.

Is this a joke played by the gods? This kind of event, which only exists in novels, has actually happened.

Senior Tsukinoki, President Tamaki, and everyone in the Literature Club.

And President Kazuhiko.

Even though he hasn't even finished high school, he can now recite the location of the water tap at Shilu High School.

I'm so troubled.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

My sister Yangna's voice pulled me back to reality. I quickly shut down the still-glowing laptop; the things written on it couldn't be seen by the children.

"Uh, oh, it's nothing."

I responded hesitantly.

"Sigh~ My sister has been acting strange ever since she came back from the New Year~"

As she said this, Yang Nai rushed into my arms and started to act cute. There's just no way to deal with this little one.

"It's already 10 o'clock. If you don't go to sleep soon, Mom will scold you tomorrow!"

"I can't sleep..."

Yang Nai buried her face in my chest.

"Can you tell me a story, sister?"

story……

I glanced at my closed laptop. I've been busy writing the outline for that light novel from two years in the future, which is going to be a huge hit. As a result, my mind is full of light novels, and I can't think of any stories I can tell my sister right now.

but--

"How about this then?"

I took Yang Nai's arm and led her to the bedside, holding her in my arms.

"Let me tell you a story that I wrote myself."

"Um!"

I recall, or rather, search through my future memories, and begin to slowly recount the story.

"In a very faraway place, there is a monster café."

"Yuri Mizuhara, a first-year high school student, encountered a wild beast on her way home one day."

"The beast that looked like a fox, with its beautiful, shimmering silver form, made her instinctively follow it."