Why are all the heroines falling for me, the villain?

What's worse, there are even members of the Kujo family in this school. Ouran High School Host Club is a hidden gem. You might see a chubby kid on the street who is a future minister of state, or a girl he casually rejects who might be a future diplomat. No wonder it's a prestigious school.

This school is like an invisible vortex. Sakuragi was right. Even with a family fortune of over 100 million, one still appears pale in comparison to absolute power and status, no different from an ordinary person. Not to mention that Riki doesn't even have a family fortune of over 100 million...

Thinking of this, Li Zhu shifted his vigilance from the female lead to others in the school who approached him. He secretly decided that as long as he graduated smoothly and found a stable job, he would take his mother and leave this place immediately.

After all, once it gets involved, there will be too much trouble. Unless the man marries into the woman's family, an unequal match can easily lead to great obstacles or tragedy.

As the two chatted, the last event of the sports festival came to an end.

Unfortunately, Riki felt like an outsider at this sports festival. The referees weren't very involved to begin with, and then a lot of things happened to her—she was either fainting or on her way to faint...

"Ohhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, a noisy commotion erupted from the playground not far away.

"we are the champion!"

The competition ended, and the members of the white team excitedly hugged each other and cheered.

Gradually, applause also rang out from the other groups around them, and it grew louder and louder. As the losers, they also sincerely offered their blessings.

"Everyone assemble!"

Kujo stood on the stage with a microphone and gave the order.

Chapter Ninety-Seven Epilogue

When Kujo shouted "Gather!", everyone stopped cheering and quickly gathered together, forming five squares.

The white team stood in the center, each member beaming with confidence and holding their heads slightly high. As the victors, they were entitled to enjoy the envy and applause of others.

Unlike the white group, the other groups all showed a slump and dejection.

The yellow and red groups, in particular, were ranked last and second to last respectively. Being last would be disheartening, especially for some of the already outstanding individuals, it was a major blow.

However, the red team felt regretful and disappointed because they thought the second-place team was the biggest loser. They also felt guilty towards the dazzling figure standing in the middle of the first row.

They were like teammates who dragged the team down. Everyone saw Shimazuga's outstanding performance at the sports festival. It's a pity that someone who deserved to be number one only ranked second.

At this point, Kujo had finished offering some polite congratulations to everyone on the successful completion of the sports festival, and it was finally time to announce the rankings.

Although everyone knew their rankings, they still wanted to hear the president say it in person.

"First place, White Team."

The white team below began to cheer, as if they were bringing home a first-place award certificate during the Lunar New Year, receiving praise from their family and feeling incredibly excited.

"Second place, Red Team."

There were also scattered cheers from the Red Team, but they weren't very loud. Perhaps everyone felt sorry for Shimazuga after seeing him cheering so happily.

I felt too ashamed to clap my hands.

"Third place, Blue Group."

"Fourth place, Green Group."

These two groups knew they couldn't compare to the two monster groups above them, and could only aim for the last place. They weren't gloating, but only feeling the lingering fear of escaping death, because they wouldn't be punished!

"Last place, Yellow Group. Unfortunately, you will be punished. Your entire group will have to take a makeup exam for the final exam and spend half of your vacation preparing for it."

On the stage, Kujo coldly read out their death sentences, while below, the Yellow Team lowered their heads, their spirits plummeting to rock bottom.

Having always been top students, they had never experienced such punishment in front of the entire grade, especially since they were punished for being last in their class. It was extremely humiliating.

"Alright, next up is the list of those who played passively at the sports festival."

"what?"

Everyone watched as Kujo smiled and pulled out a notebook filled with names written in red ink, as if it were a **.

"White Team, Keiko Kobayashi..."

Starting with the White Team, one name after another came out of Kujo's mouth. She had a smile on her face, but her voice was terribly flat. The huge playground was so quiet that only one person's voice could be heard.

"What on earth is going on?" The person whose name was called felt panicked, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

After the White Team finished reading, it was the Red Team's turn. Those whose names were called panicked and looked around at their companions with pleading eyes. Unfortunately, they had no idea what Kujou's intentions were.

We'll only know for sure once she finishes reading.

Li Zhu stood in the assembled referee group and saw that only Nagakawa Chiyuki was standing at the front of the group, while the deputy chief referee was nowhere to be seen.

Kotone left in tears and never came back. When Hojo-senpai returned, she would always look at him with a faint smile, her little face flushed.

Li Zhu didn't have time to notice any of this; he looked at the empty space and felt a little anxious.

[I hope that silly girl Hinata Kotone doesn't give me any ideas about jumping off a building or committing suicide, or I'll be forced to die with her.]

Li Zhu was worried that something might happen to Hinata Kotone, and then the Hinata family would hold him responsible.

No, I'll go find her in the disciplinary committee after the sports festival ends!

"In total, there are 276 participants who participated in this passive competition. They will be punished along with Team Yellow." Kujo closed his notebook, looking down at everyone with disdain.

“???” Li Zhu looked up at her.

The entire judging panel stared at Kujo with surprise, except for Chiyuki Nagakawa, who had a knowing look on her face.

What is Kujo talking about? She actually punished so many people, including members of the White Group?

He is somewhat different from others.

Li Zhu was surprised. It turned out that this woman had saved her trump card for last. No wonder these projects weren't particularly torturous compared to the past, but rather focused on testing teamwork. It turned out they were all just a way to lull everyone into a false sense of security.

Tsk tsk, what a clever trick!

"Why?! Our White Team won first place! You can't punish us!"

"Exactly! We worked so hard to win, yet we still have to accept punishment. What kind of logic is that!"

"We're appealing to the principal! We want to accuse the student council of abusing its power!"

"That's right, why should we? We want to protest!"

The crowd below was in an uproar, especially the white group, who felt like they had received candy, only to find it was filled with foul-smelling mud.

The sudden and enormous disparity filled them with righteous indignation and burning anger!

Her voice turned cold as she looked at the most boisterous people, her eyes filled with unspeakable sarcasm.

"First of all, as we said from the very beginning, the theme of this sports festival is absolute fairness."

"The student council will never misjudge those who have worked hard to achieve results, and we will not miss any of those who try to slack off, who are in the classroom or wandering around the campus while others are fighting on the field."

"Effort and dedication may not always be rewarded, as seen in the case of Team Yellow, which fell to rock bottom. However, we will never tolerate those who rely on the efforts of others and then expect to share in the fruits of their labor without putting in any effort themselves!"

At this point, there was absolutely no sound from below.

"In this five-day game, whoever puts in the effort is the winner. That's absolute fairness, and that's the meaning I want to convey at this sports festival."

After speaking, Kujo casually tucked her hair behind her ear, and her sharp eyes swept across the audience, making almost everyone lower their heads under her gaze.

It must be said that her narrow eyes were sharp and keen, as if they carried an indelible brilliance. Her expression was confident and outstanding, and she was full of energy. Every smile and frown exuded the aura of a leader who was self-reliant and superior.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Please feel free to speak up."

Nine words were like daggers to the heart, leaving everyone speechless and no one daring to utter a word.

The commotion just now was like a gust of wind, coming and going quickly.

Those who were resentful and indignant were now completely astonished. They never expected that their laziness would one day become someone else's most powerful rebuttal, and their faces burned with shame.

In fact, Kujo didn't need to use such heartfelt words to persuade them; her background alone could overwhelm a large number of people. But she wanted to openly and honestly crush everyone's prejudices and dissatisfaction—that's just her nature.

"A game that takes five days to complete?" Only Li Zhu caught one key phrase.

He gazed at Kujo's flawless profile, thinking that the woman on the stage was just as he remembered her, unchanged, still as powerful and arrogant as ever.

As someone in the know, Chiyuki Nagakawa remained silent. Although she sometimes felt that Kujo's ideas were too unreasonable, she initially agreed to implement the plan, which shows that the plan had its merits.

Who would have guessed that it was two women who controlled the referee team and the student council who orchestrated this "fair" game?

"Since no one has anything to say, let's adjourn the meeting." Kujo casually tossed out this sentence and left.

The people below the stage looked at each other, not daring to leave for a moment, their excitement and joy soaring to the heavens.

No one expected that the sports festival would end in such an unexpected way.

……

Chapter Ninety-Eight: No Antidote

Time will take everything away.

Three weeks have passed since the sports festival ended.

Over the past three weeks, the weather has changed drastically, from hot to cool, and then to freezing. People's clothing has also changed from short sleeves to long sleeves, and finally to light jackets.

Actually, autumn had already arrived, but that period of intense heat felt like a final burst of summer's energy, a final burst of brilliance for the sports festival.

Fortunately, the girls' short skirts and exposed thighs will not change because of the slight autumn chill.

Even the coldest autumn wind would only add another layer of silky black stockings to their thighs.

Sure enough, at midday on campus, the corridors in the central courtyard were filled with the playful banter of girls, and the boys' seemingly serious but actually lewd gazes as they stared at the beautiful legs encased in black or white stockings and the skirts fluttering in the wind.

Of course, there are also those who don't like to move around and prefer to daydream in the classroom or chat with friends.

"Hey, are you going to the bonfire party next week?" A cute-looking girl with short hair in the front row seemed to have mustered up her courage, poked the desk in front of her with the tip of her pen, and asked softly.

The boy in front of me had chestnut hair, an earring, and was handsome. He was staring out the window in a daze.

"A bonfire party? Of course I'll go! It'll be so lively, and I might even get to hold a girl's hand." He turned his head and paused for a moment, as if he had just thought of something, before smiling and saying this.

"Pah, pah, you're only thinking about filthy things." The girl blushed and muttered under her breath.

The boy touched his nose and looked out the window. He was about to say that a colorful bird flew by outside the window to brush off the topic.

"Do you know the legend of the bonfire party?"

The short-haired girl tossed her hair, secretly glancing at the boy's handsome profile, and asked casually.

"What legend?"

"Couples who successfully hold hands at the bonfire party will receive the blessing of the gods that they will never be separated!"

"This god is meddling in so many things?"

The boy's first thought was that it would be too tragic if the two of them eventually found out they weren't compatible, but because they were blessed by the gods, they could never be separated in this lifetime.

"You idiot, where is your attention?! Not romantic at all!" The girl looked at his pensive, wooden expression, her romantic feelings ruined, and said angrily.

The boy just smiled, looking truly like a block of wood, unable to understand the hidden meaning in the girl's words.

……

Meanwhile, in the infirmary.

Riki and Arisaka-sensei seem to be discussing a certain drug.

"What do you want to do with these drugs?"

Haruno Arisaka stared intently at Riki's beautiful face, as if she were looking at a perverted scumbag who was trying to drug a girl.

"Teacher Arisaka, you're overthinking it. I bought it to research an antidote for this drug for you," Riki said helplessly, of course, understanding what she was thinking.

He had to secretly ask Kyoko for help to get this medicine, and for that, he owed her a favor.

In the past three weeks, in order to deal with that guy Fujiwara, Riki has used everyone around her who could be used.

Normally, for safety reasons, Riki stays close to Shimazuga without leaving his side. Although he always unconsciously adopts a girlish demeanor when they are in close contact, Riki doesn't want to be someone's mistress, so she can accept it.

Li Zhu was safe on campus; he didn't reveal a single flaw, which almost drove even the patient Mei Shu crazy.

Who can understand the pain of having meat right in front of your mouth but not being able to eat it? Miki is probably experiencing that kind of pain.

Therefore, the way she looked at Li Zhu lately had become increasingly terrifying, like a ravenous, spotted python watching a delicious little lamb dangling near her mouth, unable to enjoy it, only able to flick its tongue and gaze longingly.

Seeing that waiting for an opportunity was pointless, she changed her strategy and decided to take the initiative.

As soon as get out of class ends, Fujiwara Miki would stroll through the corridor of the floor where the first-year high school students lived, looking for opportunities.

She pretended to casually glance at the new students passing by, but in reality, she was watching Riki, Shimazuga, and Kazama Kaoru chatting and laughing in the classroom. It was like a cold, venomous snake locking onto its weak prey, yet still planning to pull off an unexpected act.

As time went on, this sexy and beautiful senior naturally attracted the attention of the students in Class D of the first year of high school. Anyone who likes the mature and sexy type in black stockings might fall in love with this alluring beauty at first sight.

But lust is a double-edged sword; the most beautiful roses often have thorns.