Uneasy daily life

Angelina blinked, then suddenly asked, "Sir, who do you think is the prettiest?"

Bai Ying sneered: "You'd believe me if I told you?"

Angelina: "Believe it or not, you go first."

No matter who it is, I'll tell everyone else, hmph!

"Well..."

The folding fan swept past, and the expression of the strange, lewd laughter suddenly changed. The eyes held a thousand unspoken words, and then the person gazed leisurely into the distance, as if filled with a thousand tender feelings of reluctance. The exaggerated joys and sorrows disappeared, and the person exuded an aura of stories, making people curious.

When their eyes met, Angelina was struck by a sudden, lightning-fast thought: Bai Ying's past and present lives, their entangled and tragic fates—had he truly brushed away all that dust, or had it lingered in some corner of her heart? Perhaps she was the heroine, reaching out to grasp the hero, deeply mired in the past, to soothe his sighs, to soften his lingering sorrow, to pull him out of the dust, and then embrace him again…

"Of course it's me, Bai Ying!"

Bai Ying gave herself a thumbs up, her previous air of confidence completely shattered.

Angelina is jolted awake from the heroine's fantasy, suddenly realizing that this is not the typical galgame plot.

"Ha... Bai, so it really was you behind this?"

A voice, tinged with distress yet gentle and tender, came through.

Angelina turned her head and looked at the person, who seemed familiar. After a closer look, she exclaimed, "Huh? The Emperor?!"

"..." Cheng Huixun's eyes twitched slightly. "I don't remember having that strange nickname."

Angelina casually replied, "It's okay, you'll get used to it after a while... uh, I guess?"

Why do we get used to it? That's a sad topic that's best left unsaid.

“Indeed, there are some rules to follow regarding posthumous titles,” Bai Ying pondered seriously. “Determining the posthumous title based on one’s actions during the reign… is Emperor Xian the most suitable?”

Shiroi raised a hand to his forehead: "Bai, are you trying to turn the student council president election into a three-way battle?"

White Shadow: "Isn't it wonderful?"

"Ha..." Shiromaru let out a breath, squinting as he smiled, "If I were to abdicate in favor of Yukino and end this farce early, would Shiro still be able to continue performing?"

"Ok?"

Bai Ying became serious and reached into his pocket to pull out a document: "I have the abdication edict signed by the vice president."

"I know nothing about this, and this thing has no effect whatsoever," Cheng Huixun said with a smile.

"As long as the emperor nods, it will be effective enough."

Bai Ying took back the document and suddenly said, "If I send 9528 to persuade His Majesty, how should His Majesty respond?"

"9528?"

"Also known as Yukinoshita Haruno".

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Chapter Sixteen: A Battle of Heroes

"The Queen will definitely defeat the Snow Empress!"

"I think Isshiki..."

"It still has to be the Emperor's nephew, Chitanda. He has a good personality, is popular, has good grades, and is good-looking. He's a high-end version of Yuki-tei."

"Chitanda? Is it really not a case of openly choosing Chitanda and secretly choosing Hakukage? They address each other as uncle and nephew."

"Thinking about it carefully, given Xue Di's intolerant attitude, if she were to become the student council president, wouldn't she be obsessed with academics every day, proposing a small test every three days, a big test every seven days, and another test on every holiday..."

"No way? It's not like there's a white shadow under the snow."

"Isshiki, a first-year high school student..."

"If you ask me, it has to be Miura. Despite his bad temper, he's actually a really nice person and often helps out girls..."

"Wow! If Miura becomes the student council president, when there are events to be organized, won't all the work, like moving books, tables, and chairs, be done by the boys?"

“Miura and Hayama have a good relationship, it’s not that serious.”

"Do you think you're Hayama?"

"Isshiki and Hayama are also on good terms."

"Huh? Isshiki is just a junior, the soccer team manager. Hayama and Miura are classmates, and besides, they have some secrets they're up to..."

"It's a matter that can't be explained in detail."

"I'll go with all colors! Don't you guys think the junior is cute?"

"Yes, yes, to use Bai Ying's words—she is indeed cute at such a young age."

"Haha, why are the first-year students getting involved? Didn't the Daily Review say that it was just a first-year student who had a sudden whim and put Isshiki Iroha out for fun? The real student council president election will have to be decided by the second and third-year students."

"You're too young. You should practice more."

boom!

Inside the classroom, Isshiki Hatake, having gathered public opinion, slammed her hands on the table, her expression strained. In her mind, she was seething with resentment towards a certain guy—"Cute, huh? Cute my foot! Even a positive word has been turned into a derogatory term!"

"The situation is not good..."

Within the Isshiki Iroha staff, a boy angrily exclaimed, "Damn it! So what if they're in their first year of high school? Even the Emperor became student council president in his first year! Whether someone pulled strings or not, he got the position!"

"That's right!" a girl exclaimed. "We first-year students must unite and show those older girls who the future of Zongwu High School truly is!"

"I'll go promote it in other classes!"

"First-year high school students, unite!"

"We must win! We must win!"

Iroha Isshiki assigned tasks and began preparing her speech carefully.

Thanks to someone's daily storytelling and embellishments, I've unknowingly been pushed into the position of 'first-year student representative,' which is a good thing! If I can persuade enough first-year students, I might just be able to win the student council president position!

Ok?

Isshiki Iroha felt something was off, but remembering the recent hurtful comments, she focused on preparing for the election.

The number of students in the three grades is roughly the same, but only I am participating in the election in the first year of high school, which is an advantage because of my larger base of support!

So what if they're in their first year of high school? They can definitely take their place!

Some feudal lords are preparing their armies and waiting for the day to break.

……

"Yumiko! What do you think of this banner?"

"Hey, you're not really planning to hold up some stupid banner, are you? Hime, can you check my speech for me?"

"We can make a few minor revisions... Didn't Bai provide a speech draft for free before?"

"what?"

Miura Yumiko complained, "Do you know what that guy wrote? Something about how if you support me, I'll organize dances and social events for both men and women, and press the start button for every romance. Don't let your heart flutter into waiting, and don't let hesitation turn into regret... Tsk! That ridiculous guy's speech is absolutely ridiculous!"

Hina Ebina pushed up her glasses: "Could it be that you're hinting at Yumiko?"

"What hints!" Yumiko Miura waved her hand dismissively. "I'm not going to follow that guy's lead! It makes me look like a madam!"

"Huh? Could it be that?" A girl composed herself, picked up a book and used it as a folding fan. "The Queen has decreed! All the beautiful girls in the world are mine! Mine! And mine!"

"You need to be taught a lesson too!"

Yumiko Miura raised her hand and pinched the other person's face, veins bulging on her forehead. She realized that she had indeed fallen for Bai Ying's provocation and gotten herself involved in such a troublesome matter!

However... well, if I win the student council president election, I'll go after Hayato again!

Winning is a good omen! Let's take it seriously for the sake of a good omen!

Some feudal lords are using metaphysics to boost morale.

In Class F, the girls were bustling about, and in the corner, there was a small group of three girls, one of whom was slumped over her desk, groaning softly, "Ah...it's almost time for the speech and voting..."

"Go for it, Nan! You can do it!"

"That's right, that's right. Although there are many competitors, as long as we muster up our courage, the student council president and all that... well... well..."

Sagami Minami muttered to herself, her face ashen, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. If I hadn't been swayed by you, I wouldn't have impulsively decided to run for office. If I hadn't run for office, I wouldn't have gotten involved in campaign speeches. If I hadn't gotten involved in campaign speeches, I wouldn't have been interviewed by Hakukage and faced a contest I was destined to lose..."

"Hey! Don't be discouraged, keep going!"

"How can I possibly win?" Sagami Minami asked, her eyes wide. "On one side is Yukinoshita, on the other is Yumiko, and Isshiki Hajime, a first-year high school student, also has a lot of supporters. Chitanda also has Hakukage helping her... I have no idea how to win."

Her friend thought it over and agreed, patting her shoulder heavily: "Being able to finish the speech on stage is a success in itself."

"Damn it! I don't even know what to say! Why are you all making such a fuss? When Bai Ying came to interview me with a camera, I couldn't say a word!"

Sagami Minami cried out in frustration, "I guess I should just run away! I'll just withdraw from the election on the day of my speech! If that doesn't work, I'll fake being sick!"

Some of the feudal lords regretted declaring their ascension to the throne and wished they could stop fighting sooner.

On the other side of Class F, Hachiman Hikigaya was secretly observing.

Miura seems to be serious. It's probably not out of a competitive spirit towards Yukinoshita, or a desire to 'take back' Yuihama. He's probably just been misled by the club president... There are also some people who weren't misled by the club president directly, but were misled by the atmosphere he created.

For example, Minami Sagami, driven by her desire to show off and be in the spotlight, impulsively signed up for the student council president election, finding herself in an awkward situation where she was caught between a rock and a hard place, and also had to face the interrogation of the department head, Hinata.

Tsk tsk, this is what happens when you get caught up in the atmosphere.

The minister is truly terrifying. He seems to be causing trouble and talking nonsense, but he has managed to draw the entire school's attention to the student council president election, spreading all sorts of controversies and pulling countless students who originally didn't care about such things into the vortex of the election.

Think carefully about the stories the club president told—using Iroha Isshiki to incite debates among first-, second-, and third-year students about 'senior/junior' relationships; using Miura to incite debates between boys and girls; using Yukinoshita to incite debates about grades and ability; using Shiromaru to incite debates about 'succession rights'; and even using aesthetics to incite debates about who is prettier…

As people go from watching the story as audiences, to debating the characters and the cleanliness of the story, and finally to arguing about these issues, they are gradually drawn into the vortex, making this election involve the vast majority of people.

Is it scary? It's very scary.

"Hey, the election is about to start..." Yui Yuigahama leaned over, a little worried. "I have a feeling this election is going to be really exciting."

Hachiman Hikigaya shrugged: "Who told the club president to have his eye on the student council election?"

"..." Yui Yuigahama glanced around and muttered to herself, "I'm really afraid that Shiro will suddenly jump out with a camera behind him and ask me whether I support Yuki or Yumiko..."

Hachiman Hikigaya said calmly, "Does that even need to be asked? In the words of the Deadly Chef, there was only one person whose nickname wasn't used to express intimacy or show a close relationship. Who is that person? Who is that person? Who is that person?"

Snapped!

Yui Yuigahama delivered a chop to the neck.

"Don't talk like a idiot!"

After a slight pause, Yui Yuigahama added quietly, "Because Yumiko doesn't like being called 'mistress,' 'Yuuko,' or 'Ura'..."

"You actually shouted that?"

"Hey hey hey..."

……

Gululu...

The coffee grounds tumble and spread, turning the clear hot water a light brown, while a layer of white foam rises and spreads evenly on top of the coffee after the water is poured.

Yukino Yukinoshita stopped what she was doing, thought for a moment, listened to the sounds in the living room, tiptoed to take out another bottle of dark brown coffee beans from the cabinet, ground them into powder, stuck the filter paper on the funnel, poured in hot water again, and a cup of pitch-black coffee immediately began to steam.

As I brought the coffee into the living room, I saw Bai Ying sitting intently in front of the computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Yukino Yukinoshita walked over quietly, intending to casually glance at the screen...

With a hawk-like glint in his eye, Bai Ying slammed the notebook shut with lightning speed: "The Snow Empress intends to pry into secrets?!"

"How many drafts are left to write? Is the deadline a secret, such as the exact date?" Yukino Yukinoshita put down her coffee and asked casually.

"Huh?" Bai Ying was taken aback, then suddenly realized, "Oh right! I'm also a light novel author?"

Yukinoshita Yukino: “?”

"Too much to do, almost forgot to write Volume Three. I'll start writing again when I have some inspiration." Bai Ying casually made a gurgling sound, picked up her coffee cup, took a swig, and then angrily shouted, "Hiss—it's so hot!!!"

“Considering Haku-kun’s preference for bitterness, hot water will better extract the bitterness from the coffee, so it will naturally be hotter.” Yukino Yukinoshita smiled and said, “It seems that Haku-kun’s heat tolerance is not very good.”

The white figure clicked its tongue, glanced at its own cup, then at the coffee in Yukino Yukinoshita's hand, and suddenly realized, "You made me coffee beans to make pour-over coffee, but you used coffee powder to save yourself the trouble?"

Yukino Yukinoshita took a sip of coffee: "Remember to be grateful when you drink it."

"I'm so touched! Next time, I'll grow coffee beans myself..."