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At that moment, her 'vitality' was immediately punctured into an awkward situation.

When Xiaoman stopped moving, Yueyong became somewhat flustered after noticing the situation at the dining table.

However, Izuna remained energetic and showed no signs of the subtle unease that Xiaoman exhibited.

With a happy smile, showing his fangs, Izuna instantly appeared in front of Amamiya.

"My lord, Izuna has something very important to tell you!"

'My lord…'

Saori, Misaki, and Hiyori were all meeting Izuna for the first time and were curious about his strange way of doing things and his way of calling Sensei.

'Ninja, huh...'

After exchanging glances, the team members simultaneously lowered their guard.

Amamiya, who had already picked up her chopsticks, sighed softly, put them down, and then cupped Izuna, who was rushing towards her, in her hands before pinching Izuna's delicate cheeks.

Izuna's energy can usually defuse awkward situations and liven up the atmosphere naturally.

"Oh~"

Amamiya's tone naturally carried a hint of doting: "What's the good news?"

Izuna didn't say it directly, but looked at Tsukuyomi and Koman, who were standing there awkwardly and at a loss.

—Clearly, they probably went over the script or lines before they came... and at this point, it should have been Xiaoman or Yueyong who 'performed'.

"what……"

After letting out an "Ah," Xiaoman, whose cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, quickly explained, "The main reason we came to see Prince Sensei is..."

"After Sensei secured approval from the Festival Operations Committee, the Ninja Research Club has also received recognition from many other clubs, including the Training Club and the Costume Design Club!"

"Thanks to Sensei's kindness, the Ninjutsu Research Club has now become a recognized and legitimate organization! The path of the ninja is finally on the right track!"

Amamiya was only slightly surprised before he 'earnestly' echoed, "It's a long and arduous journey."

The Ninja Research Club was able to obtain recognition from many well-known clubs in the Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) after the "Warakuhime" performance, entirely because of the Ninja Research Club members' almost miraculous actions and the superb ninjutsu they displayed during the performance.

"Uh-huh……"

'Although it's uncomfortable to be looked at with strange eyes, Izuna has already taken the first step, and now we can't back down...'

With a forced smile, Xiaoman stroked her chin and nodded, feigning seriousness, and began to 'recite her lines': "Prince Sensei is right... 'To carry one's mission and hold fast to one's beliefs on an endless road'... This, too, is the code of the ninja!"

Considering the current atmosphere was not quite right, Xiaoman decisively abandoned the 'other activities' she had prepared.

After a moment's hesitation, Xiaoman decided to get straight to the point: "Also... there's..."

"The Ninjutsu Research Department will participate in various projects..."

Xiaoman, whose speech was becoming increasingly hesitant, stopped completely at this point.

Amamiya raised an eyebrow curiously: "Oh...? What projects are the members of the Ninjutsu Research Club planning to participate in?"

Izuna immediately wiggled her fox tail and came over: "Izuna signed up for the triathlon!"

"As a ninja... Izuna will be the first to cross the finish line!"

Amamiya looked at Tsukuyo, whose rabbit ears fluttered slightly. Instead of looking up directly, she trembled and timidly said, "I signed up for hide-and-seek... As a ninja, I'm good at both searching and hiding."

Amamiya looked at Xiaoman one last time, and Xiaoman was startled by his gaze.

"I've signed up for the mounted combat..."

Amamiya listened with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

To be honest, although he was preparing to assist in the seminar and contribute to the smooth running of the Akawa Taisai, he really didn't expect that... this "grand sports event" of the Akawa Taisai would have such a strange event.

Are these projects adapted to local conditions, or were they originally this special?

After a moment of curiosity, Amamiya was relieved.

—The famous Olympic Games in Kiwatos are so prestigious that even ordinary staff members may not be familiar with all the events.

Besides, this is Kivotos, a place filled with "miracles of everyday youth"... so it wouldn't be too surprising to see some strange sports.

"That's it..."

Amamiya nodded knowingly: "If I can make it, I'll be there to cheer everyone on."

【~???~】(Izuna, Xiaoman, Tsukuyomi)

With a quick glance around, Xiaoman, feeling awkward, probably figured there was nothing more to say, and turned to leave with the members of the Ninjutsu Research Club.

No matter what, interrupting breakfast is still a bit...

"Well, that should be all. Time to leave..."

Perhaps because her mouth was already watering from the aroma of food, the tanuki girl had barely taken a step when, coincidentally, a cute growl came from her stomach.

Subconsciously swallowing, Xiaoman paused only briefly before calling out to Izuna and Tsukuyomi.

Amazed by the scene, Amamiya finally spoke up: "Everyone in the Ninjutsu Research Club rushed to get here on the earliest bus, and haven't had breakfast yet, have they?"

"Why don't you stay... have breakfast before you leave?"

Chapter 48 My assessment of Yuka in her gymnastics uniform is...

In some clubs at the Millennium Technology Academy, the 'food chain' system is particularly strict.

—This is the exact conclusion I made after taking the early train to the Millennium, getting off at the station near the Millennium Science Academy, and taking a quick look at Amamiya's gymnasium on the way. What was 'interesting' to me but not to Yuki was a scene I witnessed.

The purple-haired girl clenched her fist, and even the black silk gloves could not neutralize the terrifying explosive power hidden beneath her beautiful, slender, and graceful hand when she clenched it.

"Kuro~Saki~Xiao~Yuki~!"

With a smile on her face and a gloomy expression, Yuka conveyed her authority as a "ruthless calculator" by simply drawing out her full name.

In contrast, the pink-haired girl with pigtails, whose clothes she was holding, had a large bump on her head and was pitifully crouching down with her head in her hands, crying and trying to appear pitiful.

"Waaaaah~! Yuka-senpai, please don't hit me!"

Yuka remained silent, raising her hand to strike again, but her hand hovered in the air for a long time before finally failing to fall.

Xiaoxue squinted and shrank her neck, waiting for the 'punishment' to arrive.

After waiting for a while without experiencing the expected pain, she quietly opened her eyes and observed Yuka's reaction.

Feeling that Yuka-senpai might not hit her anymore, Koyuki sighed.

A young, white-haired literary girl standing to the side smiled and spoke, 'inadvertently' blushing.

"Given the current situation, punishing Xiaoxue seems a bit inappropriate, doesn't it?"

Yuka sighed.

With the Akawa Grand Festival just around the corner, most of the major clubs that have been around for a millennium are already working at full speed, especially the seminar that the student council is in charge of organizing...

In this situation, there is no room for error...

After sighing, Yuka snorted again and gave Yuki a look that said, "If you cause any more trouble, I'll punish you with solitary confinement."

Xiaoxue knows when to be mischievous and when to be timid, and naturally puts on a 'guilty and receptive' expression.

With a flicker of her eyes, the girl suddenly caught sight of Amamiya, who was observing her.

After a quick glance, Xiaoxue immediately tiptoed and waved in the direction of Amamiya: "Sensei!"

Xiaoxue's shout startled her two "seniors" to varying degrees and immediately drew the attention of Amamiya.

In the early morning light of midsummer, the young women at the seminar, dressed in gymnastics uniforms that perfectly accentuated their youthful beauty, casually tying their uniforms around their waists or letting them hang loose, looked towards the sound, and their heartbeats all seemed to stop to varying degrees.

After a brief silence caused by embarrassment and shyness, Noah was the first to recover, chuckled, and leaned closer to greet him.

"Welcome, Sensei!"

"Is Sensei here to check on the situation at the venue?"

Meeting the girl's radiant smile, and with her deep, autumn-water-like hibiscus-purple eyes fixed on her at close range, Amamiya knew that she probably couldn't 'escape' anymore.

After a sigh, Amamiya forced a gentle smile: "I suppose so. But I think I witnessed something interesting..."

Amamiya temporarily shifted her gaze from Noah's slender, fair-skinned body, which was 'intentionally or unintentionally' blocking her way, and looked over the girl's shoulder at Yuka, who had been 'fierce' just a moment ago, but whose cheeks flushed slightly and whose eyes looked a little flustered and confused after being discovered.

Is Yuuka lecturing Yuki?

With one hand pressed against Xiaoxue's forehead, preventing her from nuzzling him with her head as if seeking protection, Amamiya asked curiously, "Xiaoxue... what's wrong with her this time?"

"Just some...simple little problems."

Yuka squinted and lowered her head, letting out a long "ah," before shyly approaching.

Amamiya naturally knew why Yuka was so 'awkward' towards him.

From a psychological perspective, the more someone cares about another person, the more they expect that the person they care about will also be 'observant and meticulous' about them.

Amamiya stared at the increasingly embarrassed Yuka, looking her up and down before suddenly teasing, "Should I use that phrase from our last 'hot spring trip'—'old married couple'—to tease Yuka again?"

"Well……"

Yuka was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth angrily and glared at him fiercely with a bright and arrogant expression.

"sen, Sensei..."

Amamiya suddenly became serious: "However..."

"Everyone at the seminar... after changing into their gymnastics uniforms, both their aura and the impression they gave me changed... were very 'special'."

My gaze naturally fell on Yuka's high ponytail and the star stickers on her cheeks. The girl just stood there, casting a look at me with what could be described as 'alluring' eyes, and her subconsciously folded hands behind her back and her slightly tiptoeing posture in an attempt to 'look taller' made her truly appear 'graceful and elegant'.

Perhaps there's still a distance between "peerless beauty" and "becoming more mature," but it's definitely one of the most beautiful sights to see in the summer's grand sports meet.

There's no need for deliberate acting; that natural, overflowing "a touch of maternal warmth, the innocent and naive charm of childhood sweethearts" is already enough to delight anyone.

In short, she's so cute.

In short, it felt really good.

Noticing that Amamiya's gaze lingered a little longer, Yuka became even more flustered: "Sensei?"

Amamiya naturally turned her wandering gaze toward Noah.

Compared to Yuka's casual way of wearing her gym clothes, the girl, who was also wearing a gym uniform but dressed very steadily and meticulously, exuded a gentle and scholarly air that was as refreshing as a spring breeze with just her kind smile.

It's not too obvious, but it's not too subtle either.

The secretary of the seminar, with her literary girl nature, never revealed it particularly obviously—but rather carried a hazy mystery, like "the sky waiting for the rain."

Without careful examination, it is difficult to 'see' the genuine sincerity hidden beneath.

"Hehe?~"

Humming a little tune about the 'Grand Sports Meet', the white-haired girl appeared more 'graceful and poised' than Yuuka.

Only after Amamiya's gaze left did she speak cryptically, "Sensei's gaze... was a little too intense."

Amamiya looked at Koyuki one last time... well, Koyuki is the one who tied her coat around her waist.

Compared to her two "predecessors," each with their own unique characteristics, Xiaoxue seems a bit... mischievous.

Or, to put it even less emotionally, Xiaoxue's performance was also "unqualified" despite wearing a gymnastics uniform.

"Xiaoxue, what exactly happened?"

When asked by Amamiya, Koyuki did not answer, but simply maintained her pitiful, guilty look.

Xiaoxue was unwilling to speak, so Noah, who was standing to the side, slightly suppressed his smile and answered for her: "Anyway... it's just some accounting matters, no need to trouble Sensei."

Amamiya gave a helpless twitch of his lips.

No wonder Yuka was angry...

If Yuki did engage in any kind of 'misappropriation of funds', then Amamiya felt that Yuka, as the accountant, had exhausted herself planning the expenses for this Akawa Festival, and that the lesson she had given was too lenient.

Amamiya narrowed her eyes slightly.

As Xiaoxue's expression grew increasingly frightened, he suddenly turned to Noah and asked a seemingly insignificant question: "By the way... what about Rion? Didn't she participate in this Akawa Grand Festival?"

"President Rion, she..."

"I've never been good at these kinds of 'social activities'."