Immediately, she slowly turned her head.

A pair of eyes fell on the handsome young man who was almost out of sight, his face smiling.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!!"

From afar, the sound of a bell lingered into the dusk, the petite girl whose gaze was fixed on the smiling young man's profile slightly overlapped with the face of Sakuragi Hitomi, who was now sitting in the stands.

She stared intently below at Yan Huan, standing in front of the blonde girl...

Just like before.

At this moment, on her shoulder, hung the Student Union's arm badge, inscribed,

[Vice President]

[Sakuragi Hitomi]

She looked at the big screen on the side, in the image above, Yan Huan's face gradually changed from hesitation to resolution.

She watched as Yan Huan revealed a relieved smile, then, reaching out to turn on the microphone on her collar.

The next second, his voice instantly connected to the entire athletic field's sound system, echoing throughout the venue,

"Sakakawa Tatsuya and Nino have left the Hentai Club, and I will join the Hentai Club to replace them in the upcoming competitions."

Hearing this, Sakuragi Hitomi closed her eyes, not at all surprised.

Then, she revealed a faint "as expected" beautiful smile.

And next to her, Sakuragi Yuri, seeing Yan Huan speak this way, somewhat surprisedly opened her folding fan.

After all, having been sitting in the stands, she knew that everyone around couldn't wait for that Spencer to get lost.

She was somewhat puzzled and turned her head to glance at her daughter, just in time to see the smile on her face.

"..."

Slightly startled, Sakuragi Yuri seemed to realize something, yet did not speak, only turning her gaze back to the young man below.

"Really?!"

"The President has joined Spencer's Hentai Club?!"

"Why?! Just for that scoundrel?"

The whole venue was instantly ignited, the uproar cascading down towards Yan Huan who had made the decision.

"Everyone be quiet!!"

But the next second, Ashley, standing in the stands, clenched her teeth and yelled back.

The gigantic voice instantly subdued the crowd, stopping the cascade of voices before it could continue.

After all was done, Ashley also frowned, crossing her arms and turning back to look at the field.

On her arm too, hung an arm badge,

[Discipline Committee Chairman]

[Ashley]

"Hey hey hey!! Okay, our Student Union President Yan Huan has officially joined the Hentai Club, returning the originally undermanned club back to four members, thus the contest continues!!"

In the media room, Yuanlina swallowed nervously, took over the topic, and eagerly fired up the crowd.

In her arms was the arm badge representing her role,

[Student Union Secretary]

[Yuanlina]

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

At the sideline, Yahashiki saw Yan Huan make such a decision and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He straightened his newly cut bangs and operated the drone with more concentration.

The drone's camera focused on Yan Huan at the center of the green field, accurately broadcasting to all online and offline channels.

At this moment, on his hand too, a conspicuous arm badge hung,

[Student Union Accountant]

[Yahashiki]

The uproar and questioning around had finally been brought under control, but at the center of the field below, besides Yan Huan, the rest were still visibly shocked.

Spencer's tears were still visible on his face, just staring in disbelief at the Green Peacock whose figure was twisted to the limit in front of him.

About to express doubt, but in the next second, her ice-cold hand, which had grabbed the opposing sleeve, was suddenly tightly clasped by the burning hand of Yan Huan.

"!!"

The other's body warmth slowly transmitted through her fingertips, flowing towards her heart.

All along the way, her stiff body seemed to be reborn.

After gripping her hand, Yan Huan gently let go and turned off the microphone.

Then, he looked at Owen in front of him, who was also frowning, equally full of astonishment.

Soon, however, Owen's frown deepened, veins throbbing on his forehead.

After a few seconds, he still laughed, rubbing his temples and said with a headache,

"Yan Huan, I have said all the good and bad words, do you still insist on doing this?"

"Yes, so what?"

"Then don't blame me for not warning you, the club's minimum member count is 4, which means, every event in the finals needs at least 4 people."

Owen calmed down, his gaze sharply sweeping across Yan Huan and the only two remaining members of the Hentai Club behind him,

"Your club, one person is hospitalized and unable to compete, meaning, you three need to cover for four, and one of you must run 800 meters."

Saying so, he pointed at Yan Huan, questioning,

"It's still doubtful whether Spencer can win the 800 meters with a 400-meter anaerobic state, let alone you, Yan Huan… do you think you can win against me even if you compete?"

"..."

Pointed at by Owen, Yan Huan was not annoyed, just nodded gently and said,

"Yes indeed..."

But the next second, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the tightened belt on his sun-protective clothing.

"Click~"

Unbuckling it, he pulled hard.

As the belt that had been tightening his slim waist was unbuckled, the sun-protective clothing that had covered all the undergarments became loose, and he took it off.

"Meow~"

On his shoulder, Miao, who had been invisibly standing there all along, was tossed off due to the slipping of the clothes.

It arched its tail, lightly landing on the ground, temporarily distancing from Yan Huan.

But at that moment, what Yan Huan shook off seemed not just the weightless Miao.

But rather the heavy burden of the modifier that had been entwined with his destiny.

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