CHAPTER 431: 124. SPENCER, ARE YOU GOING TO RUIN THE CLUB BATTLE?!

"The club competition has now begun!! This time the theme is [Love and Teamwork]!! The project pool has added many interesting events!

"Just need to propose competition requests to the student council members scattered around, draw the competition content, and win to earn points!"

Yuanlina’s excited voice echoed through the campus, followed by a rhythmic beat of drums, then the sound of electric guitars and other string synthesizers,

"Now, the student council has invited Bai Yi to cover the theme song for the opening ceremony of the club competition, please welcome!!"

On the screen, Bai Yi in a JK uniform appeared, winked at the camera, instantly igniting cheers from countless male students at the school,

"Oh oh oh! It’s Bai Yi!!"

"Awesome!"

She held the microphone, smiled, and began to sing along to the rhythm,

[Cute kiss, 1, 2, 3. Look away now, you’re so sly~]

[It’s like you’re playing with my throbbing heart~]

[Clearly knowing, initiating means losing]

[Yet the body, unwilling to obey...]

...

...

Bai Yi’s melodic voice resonated across the campus, and the morning sun at eight or nine o’clock also cast vibrant sunlight, fully igniting the enthusiasm of these young students beyond their studies.

"Charge!! Overthrow the Hentai Club!!"

"Take down that damned Spencer!!"

"This year is the most hopeful year for our Swimming Club!! Come on, everyone!!"

"Your mom! Your Swimming Club is the most hopeful every year!!"

"..."

Watching the gradually glaring sunlight, Yan Huan wore a long-sleeved turquoise sun protection jacket over her clothes on the spectator stand.

She tied the belt, picked up the "Referee Supervision Record Book," and wore the same student council cap and "student council" armlet as Yahashiki.

Throughout the club competition, other student council members are in charge of refereeing, drawing lots, and other tasks, led by Yan Huan on site.

As for the rest of the management...

Yuanlina is responsible for logistics, broadcasting live events and playing music on various large screens set up within the school; Yahashiki handles photography and equipment assistance; Ashley leads the Discipline Committee to maintain order.

Sakuragi Hitomi’s health is not very good, so she generally does not handle outdoor activities, just management and preparedness.

If there is any issue on-site that is inconvenient to coordinate and manage, it would be transferred to Sakuragi Hitomi for handling.

"Sakuragi, I’m going to check the competition venue, can I leave this side to you?"

"Eh, of course..."

Sakuragi Hitomi watched Yan Huan smiling in front, covering her mouth lightly to giggle,

"Please notify me if there is any issue, President."

Yan Huan nodded, took her notebook and mobile phone, and walked down from the spectator stand to head towards Hentai Club’s base.

After all, that place under Spencer’s constant provocation had nearly become a "must-contend territory."

While watching Yan Huan slowly disappear from her sight, Sakuragi Hitomi’s previously decent expression gradually faded, becoming somewhat helpless.

She pursed her lips, thought for a second, and took out her mobile phone.

Looking at Nara’s plane avatar, hesitated for a while, but still made the voice call.

"Beep~ Beep~ Beep~"

Indeed, has something gone wrong, Nara...

Just as Sakuragi Hitomi’s brows furrowed with concern, to her surprise, the call was answered,

"Hello, Miss? Ouch... it hurts like hell..."

Hearing Nara’s feeble voice, Sakuragi Hitomi’s heart almost clenched, her face paled, and she quickly asked,

"Nara, where are you, what happened to you!? Are you injured, do you need me to call other bodyguards to rescue you! Medical personnel also..."

"No... no need, Miss... hiss..."

As Sakuragi Hitomi listened to the phone anxiously about Nara’s current situation, suddenly a magnetic male voice came through the phone,

"Sister, is the massage too strong? How about this, lighter."

Nara’s originally agonizing voice became slightly more comfortable, she breathed out, and said,

"Yeah, that’s right, just above the shoulder blade... so sore, really need a good massage."

...

On the other line, Sakuragi Hitomi’s face had completely turned sour,

"Nara... Are you having a massage?!"

"Ah? Yes, I didn’t say I was doing anything else..."

"Weren’t you taking refuge? It feels like you just randomly picked an excuse to go on a vacation!!"

On the other end, Nara, covered only with a bath towel and slathered in spa oils, tilted her head towards the phone and said,

"I really am taking refuge, just haven’t been discovered by that enemy yet, if caught, Miss, you probably won’t see me again..."

Sakuragi Hitomi opened her mouth, fell silent, and didn’t continue to inquire.

Nara had shared some of her past with her, especially about the terrifying enemy she calls the ’Red-haired Demon.’

If caught by that Red-haired Demon, whom even Nara herself couldn’t match, it really would be like being thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell.

"So, what do you need, Miss?"

Nara’s voice on the other end became lazy again, but Sakuragi Hitomi’s voice shrunk a bit.

So, she told Nara about her current confusion.

I’ve already been brave once, confessed once, the President had also forgiven me, letting me stay as the Vice President, but...

Why does it still feel a bit different from before?

"In that case..."

Nara sighed while listening, and said to Sakuragi Hitomi,

"Miss, human hearts are flesh, the things done before are like a thorn, stuck in the flesh.