Chapter 35

What truly angered Mikami Ai was not winning or losing, but being unable to judge the Game Club's strength, and

"You deserted your post."

"I went to the Infirmary."

"Did you ask for leave? You clearly have my phone number, why didn't you ask me for leave?"

"I..."

"Do you know how worried I was about you? I thought you suddenly had an asthma attack in class, fell down the stairs on the way to the Cafeteria at noon, choked on a fish bone while eating, came down with acute gastroenteritis on the way to the Club, and fainted in a corner where 'no one will pass by before you die'."

". Thank you, it won't happen again." Qingshan Li said silently.

"Hah." Mikami Ai's mood finally improved a little.

After a brief pause, she said: "Let's go, by the way, the 500 yen reduction I promised you earlier is cancelled."

"I deserve it."

"But if your performance later satisfies me, I can consider reducing your 500 yen."

"You're so kind."

"Clap, clap, clap." One by one, clear and crisp applause rang out.

The two turned around and saw a beautiful girl with hair black as night and skin white as the bright moon, leaning against the doorframe of the back door that had been opened at some point.

Miyase Yaeko clapped while smiling and watching the two.

It turned out she could leave the Student Council; Qingshan Li had almost come to regard her as an NPC only seen in the Student Council.

"What are you here for?" Mikami Ai asked.

"I am the Supervisor." Miyase Yaeko's smile deepened, "Your attitude toward work is not bad."

"Can the Student Council President personally conducting the Assessment reveal the most real situation?"

"That's your business; I'm only responsible for supervising you. If you're unwilling, I can replace you."

Helpless, Mikami Ai could only let Miyase Yaeko follow them—first pass the Assessment, then talk.

Clubs like the Game Club were basically concentrated on the second floor.

"Qingshan, carry me on your back." When they reached the Stairs entrance, Miyase Yaeko suddenly said.

"What?" Qingshan Li was puzzled.

"Carry me on your back like when you were little."

"Why?"

"I get out of breath just walking."

Those who don't get out of breath walking are zombies.

"Love it or leave it." Qingshan Li owed her no money, and she wasn't his spellcasting material.

And when a man wants nothing from a woman, the woman will know just how cold the man is.

"I originally wanted you to feel how much I've grown these years; if you're unwilling, forget it." Miyase Yaeko said indifferently.

Qingshan Li glanced at her sideways.

He was starting to regret it.

"Going downstairs is easy; later when going upstairs I can carry you on my back." He said.

Also don't underestimate the shamelessness and baseness of a man when he wants something from a woman.

Of course, what Qingshan Li pursued was experience, namely material; he had no interest in exercise that was big and round and required someone's cooperation.

Mikami Ai glanced at him with disdain and walked downstairs.

"I don't like hearing lies." Miyase Yaeko's smile turned cold, "The words you just said were like an illiterate person copying a letter by drawing pictures."

She also left.

【Campus Mystery, Main Ability is Beauty: 93.4%】

The accompanying Inspiration was: a detective who relies on Beauty meets an equally stunningly beautiful opponent.

【Campus Romance Daily Life: 77%】

This is privacy.

The two walked lightly, black hair fluttering, full of Confidence; everyone they met along the way subconsciously avoided them, making way for them one after another.

Trying to block their path was no different from daydreaming of staring directly at the scorching sun for ten minutes without looking away.

【Campus Romance Daily Life: 78%】

——System, can't you have some self-control? Is now the time for Romance? Put all your attention on solving the case!

【Terminate 'Campus Romance Daily Life' Material Collection?】

——No!

When they reached the second floor, passing the Billiards Club and the Film Research Club, they arrived at the Game Club.

"These two Clubs are also on the list of those being considered for demotion." Miyase Yaeko said.

Qingshan Li looked at Mikami Ai—both are more serious than your Athens Philosophy Research Club.

Mikami Ai glared at him—go to hell (this was Qingshan Li's own understanding; Club President Mikami Ai should use more elegant language to give him a harsher ending).

Of course it might just be simple "nagging".

In front of the Game Club door, Mikami Ai gave Qingshan Li a look, telling him to open the door.

Weren't you the one opening it before? Qingshan Li wondered.

Was she angry about what happened just now, or did she feel that, now that Miyase Yaeko had come, her opening the door again would seem like having a lackey?

Qingshan Li stepped forward to open the door; he didn't mind, after all he was himself a lackey.

He directly opened the door.

"Who are you? Who allowed you to come in without permission?" A male student frowned.

"Classmate, who are you?" a girl asked curiously.

Qingshan Li didn't answer; he stepped to the side, yielding his spot.

"It's you, Mikami Classmate." The boy beamed with delight.

"A defeated subordinate, what are you doing here again?" The girl frowned.

Mikami Ai didn't speak either; she stood beside Qingshan Li, and then—

The Game Club members dared not move.

"Stop playing!" The two reminded the club members still immersed in the game.

"What for? I'm about to clear the stage!" The gaming club member looked over impatiently, and the next second, he dropped the controller and knelt right there on the spot.

The Game Club had three people total, two men and one woman.

One man and one woman stood frozen, not daring to move; one man knelt on the ground; the character in the game, having lost control, was stuck in a loop of being killed repeatedly.

Miyase Yaeko walked in.

As Miyase Yaeko exuded "Dragon Awe," Qingshan Li sized up the three gamers.

The one man and one woman need no description—they were typical lookists; one could guess that in games, they cared more about appearance than ability.

The one kneeling on the floor was a hardcore gaming otaku; only this type of person, along with those who like watching anime, manga, and novels, could pull off such a shameful action in daily life.

Obviously, Qingshan Li had forgotten his own behavior of silently yielding his spot just now—that was equally bootlicking.

"President!" The three saluted.

"We are deeply grateful that you specially took precious time to grace the Game Club with your presence!"

"We are overwhelmed with gratitude!"

Miyase Yaeko scanned the activity classroom: three people, four computers, various game consoles, walls covered with controllers, cartridges, and merchandise.

Even the chairs were lazy sofas, and there were many snacks.

"It's in your hands." Miyase Yaeko looked at Mikami Ai.

"It's in your hands." Mikami Ai looked at Qingshan Li.

Qingshan Li: "."

Qingshan Li stepped forward and said to the three Game Club members, "No need for pleasantries between us. Anyway, the three of you have to play another match against me; this concerns the survival of the Game Club."

"We admit defeat!" The three said in unison.

Miyase Yaeko nodded with a smile: "Not bad."

"We will forever support the Student Council!"

"Lady Miyase's orders are our life's direction!"

"The Game Club will forever be slaves!"

Qingshan Li looked at Mikami Ai—what to do?

In the current situation, even if he forced the Game Club people to compete against him, they would put on ninety-nine percent acting and only one percent actual gaming skill.

"Attitude is fine, but skill matters too." Mikami Ai spoke up, "Bring out all your ability; we need to verify whether you've been seriously conducting club activities."

"That's true." Miyase Yaeko said.

The three Game Club members who were about to speak immediately shut their mouths.

"If you can beat him, the Game Club can maintain its status this semester." The Student Council President smiled, "But if you lose, it will be directly demoted to an Interest Group."

"Understood." Gaming Guy A nodded.

"I'll give it my all!" Gaming Guy B appeared.

"President, please watch our performance!" Gaming Girl C was burning with passion.

What to do?

Should he use the System or not?

If he used it, it would ruin the Game Club; if he didn't, it didn't seem to matter much either?

"Classmate Aoyama, this is the only way for you to redeem yourself after failing a maiden's heart." Mikami Ai said, "I look forward to your performance."

"If you lose," Miyase Yaeko looked at them, "I will personally audit the Athens Philosophy Research Club."

Can the Athens Philosophy Research Club withstand an audit?

From the name alone, it's not Greek philosophy but Athens philosophy—one can tell how unserious this club is.

"Everyone, sorry." Qingshan Li said to the three Game Club members, "If the Athens Philosophy Research Club ceases to exist, I'll have no reason to see Mikami Ai again; my life cannot be without beautiful girls!"

"I get it!" Gaming Guy A clenched his fist.

"I super get it!" Gaming Guy B clenched his fist and roared.

"I misjudged you!" Gaming Girl C looked like she had been betrayed.

There is no justice or evil; everyone has their own reasons they cannot afford to lose.

"Duel!" The three Game Club members picked up their controllers.

—System!

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