Chapter 62: Don’t Learn These Weird Things, Spencer!!

Chapter 62: Don’t Learn These Weird Things, Spencer!!

“So, are we saying that students who haven’t joined any club need to be persuaded to join one, right? Erso.”

You Anli Na pondered deeply while stroking her chin as she said this.

“It feels like we’ve entered a typical harem scenario. The male protagonist without a club is encouraged by the teacher to join a club filled with quirky beautiful girls, thus starting his happy harem daily life.”

Ya Qiao Mu adjusted his reflective glasses, revealing a rather profound smile.

“Can a dead otaku just chill a bit?”

Ai Xili pinched her nose and fanned her hand in Ya Qiao Mu’s direction, seemingly trying to chase away the strange smell that emanated from him.

“The office sent a message stating that students involved in the Student Council, Discipline Committee, etc., are exempted. Besides, haven’t you already joined the Computer Club? So, your otaku dream is shattered. Fifty thousand.”

On Monday afternoon, after the elective classes, inside a room in the Club Activity Building at Far Moon Academy, within the Mahjong Club.

The light scattered down, illuminating the square electric mahjong table and its surroundings.

Seated at the mahjong table were four members of the Student Council.

Yan Huan rested his chin on his hand, smiling as he listened to their conversation, he casually asked,

“Do you want to eat osmanthus cake?”

“Osmanthus cake? What’s that? Is it a snack from the Dragon Kingdom?! I want it! I want it!”

You Anli Na’s eyes lit up immediately, licking her lips like a ravenous beast.

Yan Huan poked at a piece of osmanthus cake with a toothpick and fed it to her. She instantly wore a goofy smile of satisfaction.

“Thank you, President, but I’ve been cutting sugar lately.”

Ya Qiao Mu glanced at Ai Xili and commented,

“You’ve been on that cutting diet since last semester, and in a few days, you’ll forget and start bingeing again. You haven’t lost a pound. Give it up, Ai Xili, you can’t do it.”

Saying that, he received the osmanthus cake Yan Huan offered with a “thank you.”

But before he could start eating, Ai Xili glared at him and stepped on the back of his shoe under the table, causing his face to contort in pain as he let out a yelp.

“Ow!!”

You Anli Na puffed her cheeks, showing a touched expression and gave a thumbs up.

“Yummy, where did this come from? I want to buy some.”

“This? A parent of a friend brought it over from the Dragon Kingdom. I doubt Linyi Gate has it.”

Actually, it was a gift from An Le earlier today.

Because the upcoming Club Battle had her busier than usual, Yan Huan still found time to visit An Le for a bit during lunch.

Noticing Yan Huan was busy answering calls and replying to emails, she kindly handed him the prepared dessert and suggested they’d chat later.

Now, after the elective class, when they had a bit of relaxing club time, she had already gone home.

An Le didn’t have a club. She was part of the Homecoming Club and was also among those being urged to join a club.

“Oh, I see. Wuwu, I’ll check online to see if I can find some.”

Seeing You Anli Na’s disappointed expression, Yan Huan squinted and smiled as he asked,

“Aside from students responsible for student affairs, most students in our school joined clubs, right?”

“The remaining few, other than those who are completely uninterested in joining clubs, can you guess which group is having a hard time joining clubs?”

You Anli Na looked puzzled, while Ya Qiao Mu and Ai Xili exchanged glances, clearly aware of the answer.

The isolated group.

In the next moment, Yan Huan took out a 1000-point chip and placed it on his winning hand,

“This one-size-fits-all strategy is problematic. What’s worse is that this is handled by our Student Council.

“Getting everyone to join clubs would usually not be hard, after all, they can always drop out, right?

“But the problem is, the Club Battle is just around the corner. Every member must participate, making our job tough.”

“Riichi.”

You Anli Na, still sneaking bites of Yan Huan’s osmanthus cake, went pale as she turned to look at the smiling Yan Huan in disbelief,

“Another riichi again?! I… I haven’t even called for a tile yet!!”

She pursed her lips, hesitatingly scanned the tiles, and finally nervously pushed out a tile.

Ya Qiao Mu chuckled, glancing at the tile pool and said,

“You’re not unfamiliar with the President’s aggressive style.”

Ai Xili just sighed, comforting others,

“Fortunately, the Student Affairs Office announced that due to this situation, the Club Battle has been postponed by ten days. We still have twenty days to prepare.”

Yan Huan reached for a tile, examined it briefly in his palm, and then placed it on the mahjong table.

It was a North Wind tile.

It was now You Anli Na’s turn.

She grew increasingly nervous; every time she played with Yan Huan, he favored an aggressive strategy, especially with the Riichi play.

The fear of setting off Yan Huan’s win-state was evident on her face.

“This tile… no, this tile… no… whatever! Seven! Seven Thousand!!”

You Anli Na shut her eyes tight and slapped the mahjong tile down on the table, pulling her face far away from it.

She resembled a tense child igniting a firecracker, scared that the table was about to explode and fling her into the air.

“…”

After placing that tile, she cautiously glanced at Yan Huan.

Seeing he was smiling without a word, she let out a sigh of relief.

Another round passed…

Hehe.

She began to grin foolishly.

However, Yan Huan seemed to be waiting for her to open her eyes.

In the next moment, he gently pushed his tile forward, speaking like a devil,

“I won. Riichi, red dragon, and a tile for the round wind, three sets, 40 points, 5200.”

“Ugh!!”

You Anli Na puffed her cheeks, nearly crying out,

“President!!”

Yan Huan just rested his chin on his hand, gesturing for her to count the chips with an annoyed expression.

“Crack!”

But just then, the door swung open, revealing Sakura Kyoko with her typically expressionless face.

She held a paper bag in one hand, and behind her stood the tall, voluptuous beauty club president, Ying Si Mei Yue, holding a small folding fan.

On her fan, bold strokes read:

“Victorious in Every Battle.”

The fan half-covered her face, only revealing her gracefully arched brow.

“Ah, Sakura, don’t always come here with such an ugly expression. Everyone from the Student Council treats this place like a second office, and you just won’t read the room, have you ever?”

Sakura Kyoko smiled back at Ying Si Mei Yue, responding,

“Though I can’t play mahjong, I have no bias against it, really. The ugly face I show is merely due to catching a whiff of that someone’s unpleasant smell.”

“Smack!”

Ying Si Mei Yue snapped her fan shut, displaying a plastic smile.

Sakura Kyoko, unfazed, returned the look, seemingly accustomed to it.

An electric tension crackled between their gazes.

Just as Ya Qiao Mu said, Sakura Kyoko and Ying Si Mei Yue did not get along well.

Sakura had even named her weakest and dumbest cat “Mei Yue,” indicating her strong feelings toward this mahjong club president.

This turned Yan Huan’s attempts to peacefully play a few rounds awkward.

After the elective class, he planned to play a couple of hands to relax, but Ya Qiao Mu said he had something to discuss, thinking it would be fine to play mahjong while talking.

Yet, before he knew it, You Anli Na unexpectedly showed up at the Mahjong Club, saw both of them, and joined the game.

Eventually, Ai Xili came to find You Anli Na, waiting to ride back to North Sea District with her, and before they knew it, she also sat down to play.

That pretty much summarized the situation.

Sighing, Yan Huan stood up and smiled at Ying Si Mei Yue, saying,

“Ying Si, Sakura must be here to discuss matters with us. Since you’ve already said it’s the Student Council’s second office, can we borrow this room for some discussion? Is that okay?”

Ying Si Mei Yue looked at Yan Huan, once again opened her fan, and smiled.

“No problem, President Yan. Use the room for as long as you need, but we had originally planned to play cards with the three older girls today, so make sure to make it up to us next time~”

“I promise next time.”

Upon hearing this, Ying Si Mei Yue nodded contently.

Before she left, she shot one last look at Sakura Kyoko and gracefully walked away.

Sakura Kyoko then turned and stepped into the shadows of the room.

The classmate who earlier gossiped about how Sakura Kyoko was caught for drinking coffee at the Discipline Committee stood up promptly, respectfully closing the room door.

Sakura Kyoko glanced at the goofy-smiling You Anli Na, the fidgeting Ya Qiao Mu, and the playing dead Ai Xili.

She felt that the previously joyful atmosphere in the room had been disrupted by her sudden arrival.

She opened her mouth to express some sort of apology.

But Yan Huan suddenly stood up and said to her,

“Perfect timing, Sakura! You can teach them a lesson for me. It’s unfair for those three to gang up on me!”

“What? No way! The President, you’re the one ganging up on me!!”

“Exactly.”

Sakura Kyoko was momentarily taken aback, looking at Yan Huan smiling nearby, she quickly waved her hands in denial,

“I’ll pass, I can’t play mahjong.”

Yan Huan simply extended his hand, inviting her,

“No worries, I’ll teach you, guaranteed to pass you.”

“…”

Sakura Kyoko hesitated for a second, her finger trembling slightly.

But that barely noticeable movement was not enough to sway her; in the next moment, she tried to refuse him again.

But Yan Huan had already seized the opportunity, gently gripping her wrist and pulling her under the lighting of the mahjong table.

“Alright, President of the Far Moon Student Council and Vice-President, let’s battle amongst you!”

Sakura Kyoko sat down at the mahjong table somewhat awkwardly, glancing at her upturned tiles, nervously starting to organize them.

Noticing this, Yan Huan raised an eyebrow in surprise,

“Sakura, you actually know how to play, don’t you?”

“I don’t, I just understand the basic rules; I’m not very familiar with the tile types and point systems…”

“I see, that’s fine. I’ll guide you through a game slowly…”

He leaned in a bit closer, pointing at a tile she had arranged, saying,

“Your luck seems good, play this one.”

“…”

Sakura Kyoko bit her lip, her mind almost blank as she followed Yan Huan’s instructions to play her tile.

It seemed…

A bit too close, President.

Wait, that’s not right.

All those girls are closing in on him, last week it was Ye Shiyu Spencer, this week it’s An Le Bai Yi.

She just wanted to rub some romantic sparks with the President, and they were already starting to impact his thoughts.

So, never mind.

Just treat it as a pre-battle enjoyment!

Sakura Kyoko thought to herself, sitting up a little straighter and subtly inching closer to Yan Huan.

Why does it feel…

Like the President smells nice?

There’s a weird, indescribably attractive scent that makes her reluctant to back off.

Not sure, let’s take another sniff.

“Vice-President, it’s your turn to play.”

Ya Qiao Mu spoke cautiously, snapping Sakura Kyoko back to reality.

The sudden interruption and reminder made her dart a glance at Ya Qiao Mu, nearly giving him a fright.

“Eek!”

But she quickly realized her earlier behavior was inappropriate and hurriedly returned her gaze apologetically.

“Sorry, Ya Qiao…”

Her cheeks flushed as she looked at the tiles on the table and quickly asked Yan Huan,

“President, which one should I play?”

“This one.”

Yan Huan pointed to a tile, then asked,

“By the way, Sakura, what brings you to the Mahjong Club suddenly? Is there something urgent?”

“Yes, yes! Sakura, didn’t you say you hated being here?”

You Anli Na also nodded, asking the same.

Speaking of this, Sakura Kyoko suddenly recalled something, pulling a document from her bag and saying,

“It’s like this, the principal’s office sent a document that determined the list of students who haven’t joined any clubs in advance.

“Moreover, based on their stated interests when they enrolled, they’ve suggested which clubs they should join.”

Ai Xili blinked, saying,

“That makes it much easier; we only need to introduce them to the club recruitment heads, right? With the school’s suggestion document, we’ll have something to talk about.”

Yan Huan took out a document that involved several major clubs.

Far Moon Academy’s sports clubs far outstripped cultural interests clubs in terms of funding and scale, especially since those participating in competitions really brought it.

In this year’s Club Battle, the one most likely to win should be the Athletic Club.

Their numbers were massive, and second-year student Owen, who just become president, had participated in many events and was said to be exceptionally good.

Yan Huan quickly scanned through and noticed a highlighted name on the recommendation list,

Aria Spencer, suggested to join the Athletic Club.

He squinted as he looked at the principal’s office seal at the top, sensing a whiff of conspiracy.

Regardless, tomorrow she and Bai Yi would come to the study group, and they’d figure it out then.

“Let’s reach out to the recruitment heads of each club. The person in charge of the Athletic Club is Hua Zhaofeng…”

While playing, Ya Qiao Mu quickly raised his hand to interject,

“President, I can contact the person in charge of the Athletic Club.”

“You know him?”

“Ah, how to put it, primary school classmates, but not too close. This guy doesn’t have much athletic talent, but is very close with President Owen and helps handle some minor tasks in the club.”

As Ya Qiao Mu chatted, he grinned and began sharing gossip,

“And he’s quite the super doormat, as he likes our Class C girl named… Pu Shu Wen? He proposed numerous times before but got rejected, still not giving up till now.”

“Boring.”

Ai Xili yawned, playing a tile.

“The rest can be left to You Anli Na to reach out, after all, she’s familiar with all the clubs.”

“Eh?! Why like that! I protest!”

“You go to all the clubs every day anyway; just take a moment to find them.”

Ai Xili chuckled, clearly knowing this Student Council secretary well.

Seeing You Anli Na ready to argue, Yan Huan, guiding Sakura Kyoko to play a tile, smiled and said,

“Next time I’ll get you a box of osmanthus cakes; how about that?”

“Great! Great!!”

You Anli Na wasn’t very sharp, and with just those couple of words, she was swayed and floating with delight.

So, she foolishly played another red tile down.

The other two immediately covered their faces, looking as if they wanted to say something yet couldn’t.

Meanwhile, she was looking at Ya Qiao Mu, confused about why he hadn’t played.

“Play already, Ya Qiao! Wait, isn’t it…”

Ai Xili was done trying to speak; she simply waved her hand and said,

“You better not play mahjong with anyone else outside us. If it goes wrong, your chips will get cut off.”

“Eh?! Is it that scary?”

Ya Qiao Mu also covered his face, sharing the same expression as Ai Xili.

“It’s nearing the endgame, and a single character tile hasn’t shown, while you, President, and Vice-President, are clearly playing big tiles; do you still dare to? Aren’t you just walking straight into the mouth of a cannon?!”

Sakura Kyoko looked confused, only Yan Huan reached out, crossing over Sakura’s slightly flushed face and shoulder, pushing a tile down, saying,

“Win, big three dragons, full win. No need to count; You Anli Na, those chips of yours are insufficient. You’re done for.”

“Ah?! I… President!! Wuwu!!”

Meanwhile, outside the school, An Le was walking along the roadside.

Since she was part of the Homecoming Club and would have to wait a long time for the school bus, she usually took the bus to transfer to the subway.

Today, although Little Huan was busy, he at least managed to send her the dessert he prepared.

Hehe.

“Just giving away a box of osmanthus cakes, is that so joyful?”

On her shoulder, Little Pinky flicked its tongue and said.

“Well… it’s a good thing, Little Pinky. When I was young, Mom loved to prepare osmanthus cakes for Little Huan. They’re rarely found in Linyi Gate, they’re all from relatives.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. But honestly, when are you two going to get together?”

“Get together?!”

An Le’s face instantly turned beet red as she hurriedly turned to Little Pinky, questioning,

“What are you talking about? We just recognized each other; he’s so busy today we didn’t even get a chance to chat properly, and you say such things.”

“Sigh, what a bother.”

Fed up, An Le ignored Little Pinky and continued walking with her backpack.

She planned to go home and play her new galgame for a bit. Yesterday, she’d been so excited at recognizing Little Huan that she didn’t even get to turn on her computer.

“Ding ding!”

As An Le was lost in thought, a pure white luxury car unexpectedly stopped at the roadside, honking.

An Le blinked and turned her head, just about to show a puzzled expression, when the back window suddenly rolled down, revealing Spencer’s face.

She looked at An Le walking on the road and asked,

“Are you heading home?”

“Eh? Yeah, yeah.”

“Walking back?”

“Of course not! That’s too far! I live in Liao Qiao District. I’d need to take the bus and then transfer to the subway.”

“Liao Qiao District, where’s that?”

Spencer racked her brain for a moment but came up empty.

She irritably rubbed her head, directly opened the car door, and asked,

“Get in, I’ll have the driver take you home.”

“Eh? No.”

An Le attempted to refuse, but seeing the impatient look on Spencer’s face, she swallowed her words back down.

“Okay, thanks. But Spencer, your home is in Jinghe District, right? Isn’t that a bit indirect to drop me off?”

Watching An Le get in, Spencer casually leaned against the broad back seat cushion, showing her tiger tooth, saying with a grin,

“No worries, just let me come over to your house for a bit.”

“Eh?!”

“Is that not allowed?”

“Well, it’s not that it’s not allowed. But, taking the trip back and forth should take quite a while, right? Spencer, your family isn’t…”

At her words, Spencer’s expression grew slightly dark; she closed her eyes, acting nonchalant,

“Doesn’t matter; there’s no one home anyway, just me.”

“Oh, I see.”

An Le bit her lip, seeming to realize she said something wrong.

Feeling a bit awkward, she shrank back slightly but suddenly heard the sound of plastic bags rustling from behind.

What’s that behind?

An Le blinked, turned her head, and saw a tipped-over black bag with a comic book slipping out of it.

“Pure Ballerina?”

She blinked, quickly realizing something as her face flushed bright red.

Turning to look at Spencer, she stammered,

“Sp-Spencer, why are you…”

Spencer gazed at her with one eye open and the other closed, chuckling,

“What’s wrong with looking at that? Didn’t you also look? It’s the same as the stuff I bought at the Linyi Game Expo, just different, right?”

“That’s… wait, Spencer, how come you suddenly know so much?”

She clearly didn’t know anything before, not even the labels.

She thought she was going to buy the new release of “Tangled Dragon” and thought those were just picture books like “Peppa Pig.”

It was just like that yesterday, and now all of a sudden—

Looking at An Le’s astonished expression, Spencer smirked, sitting up proudly.

Then, she pointed to herself with her thumb, showing an overwhelmingly proud expression, revealing her signature tiger tooth again, and declared,

“Hey, I’m not the same Aria Spencer as before! I’ve learned!! The knowledge from the comic!”

“Ah?”

You you you…

Don’t learn these weird things, Spencer!!!

An Le’s face reddened as she screamed inwardly.