And so, he couldn't help but think about the things she had said while she peeked at him, and what Nara had told him before.

"..."

In that paused second, Sakuragi Hitomi's indifferent face suddenly seemed to sense something.

Immediately, she let out a barely audible "tsk" and then had no choice but to say,

"President, I'm going to the bathroom. Sorry, I need to adjust myself."

"...It's fine, I need to leave as well, you go ahead."

Sakuragi Hitomi nodded and walked towards the door with her hands behind her back.

It wasn't until she passed by Yan Huan that he suddenly noticed she was holding a Chujo Noh Mask behind her back.

That's...

A Noh mask?

Yan Huan watched as Sakuragi Hitomi opened the door and left the student council office.

"Click~"

Leaving Yan Huan alone again in the student council office, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly turned and walked to his desk.

Opening the bottom drawer, there lay a wooden fan.

Yan Huan bent down and picked up the fan.

"Whoosh!"

The fan opened, displaying words written in calligraphy, one large and one small, one horizontal and one vertical.

"Together"

The two largest Chinese characters, with a line of smaller vertical text beside them,

"To President Yan Huan, wishing him a happy birthday."

Gazing at the fan in his hand, Yan Huan took a deep breath.

...

...

"President, happy birthday, this is a gift for you."

Last year, November 11th.

In the student council office, Yan Huan looked at the indifferent expression of Sakuragi Hitomi in front of him and couldn't help but blink, helplessly asking,

"Didn't you see the management record when you reported to the student council upper echelon, Sakuragi? My birthday is July 1st, it's long past."

Sakuragi Hitomi blinked, just looking at Yan Huan.

Seeing her expression, Yan Huan could only reach out to accept her gift and thanked,

"Forget it, let's just say you're making up for my birthday... although I've never celebrated my birthday before."

Seeing Yan Huan accept the gift, Sakuragi Hitomi then sat on the sofa on the side, looking at him and saying,

"But I remember last time you celebrated Yahashi-kun's birthday, when he asked when yours was, you said softly 'strictly speaking, it's November 11th', and then said 'on the household registration, it's July 1st'..."

Hearing this, Yan Huan's eyes slightly froze.

Then, he suddenly raised his gaze towards the petite girl in a kimono in front of him.

Because November 11th was his birthday in his previous life, and July 1st is his birthday in this life.

He had just said it casually then, but hadn't expected Sakuragi Hitomi to remember it.

And she's kept it in mind until today.

The Sakuragi Hitomi in front of him didn't seem to realize Yan Huan was continually watching the side of her face, she just picked up a teacup and continued explaining,

"I checked later and found out that in Dragon Country, birthdays are different between the lunar and solar calendars, so I thought maybe November 11th might be another calendar's birthday, so..."

Hearing this, Yan Huan lowered his eyes, slightly smiled, and opened the gift box in his hand.

Inside was a wooden folding fan lying right in the center.

Yan Huan picked it up and unfolded the fan, seeing the handwriting was clearly Sakuragi Hitomi's personal writing,

"Together"

"To President Yan Huan, wishing him a happy birthday."

Yan Huan looked at the words "Together" with a bit of a dazed expression, and after a few seconds, he smiled and looked up at the Sakuragi Hitomi sipping her tea in front of him,

"Thank you, I really like it."

Hearing this, Sakuragi Hitomi, who was sipping her tea, turned to look at Yan Huan.

And it was right after hearing this sentence, her originally indifferent face melted like ice and snow, revealing a slight smile.

The smile was extremely beautiful, rare for Yan Huan, and thus left a deep impression.

"That's good..."

And along with that smile, what also settled in Yan Huan's heart was her sincere words,

"Happy birthday, President."

"Thump... thump... thump..."

...

...

"Ha... ha... You... you, how could you see the President alone behind my back?! If you screw up, won't it just... "

Sakuragi Hitomi panted as she walked up the stairs, rushing up towards the office.

Meanwhile, in her mind, she was anxiously conversing with the cold Sakuragi back in the barrier at home.

At this moment, within the barrier of the Sakuragi boudoir.

The cold Sakuragi sat with contempt, crossed-legged on a chair, propping her chin as she looked at the projection of Sakuragi Hitomi in front of her, commenting,

"Ha, screw up? Do you realize if you hadn't ordered me to leave, maybe the President would have already opened up to me by now?"

"With just you?"

"Then with you, this useless one?"

"You!"

As the two were about to argue, the tiny Sakuragi, only thirty centimeters tall, immediately flew onto the cold Sakuragi's shoulder in a hurry, mediating,

"Stop arguing, stop arguing! We're all part of you, both of us. We're only trying to get closer to the President for everyone's benefit, so don't fight anymore."

"Hmph."

Listening to the voice of the petite Sakuragi from the other side, Sakuragi Hitomi couldn't be bothered anymore with the cold Sakuragi.

She just hurriedly arrived at the student council office door, then pushed the door open.

"Boom!"

"Pre... President!"

Sakuragi Hitomi leaned against the door, not yet entering the barrier, she was physically weak and almost exhausted.

Running to the park and back climbing so many flights was still too much for her.

But considering the urgent situation just now...

"Ha... ha..."

However, welcoming Sakuragi Hitomi was an office already empty upon Yan Huan's departure.

Sakuragi Hitomi stood dazed, looking at the room that had turned silent again due to Yan Huan's absence, pausing for several seconds before walking in.

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