It was afternoon, and the edges of the sprawling Athletics Field were crowded with students who were not participating in the competitions, all gathering to witness this astonishing battle.
"I heard the Doujinshi Society hasn't lost a single match all morning? Has Spencer really been competing this whole ti without getting tired?"
"That bastard! She snatched away our Club President's Black Belt, and he still hasn't recovered from the shock!"
"Our club fell victim to that female bandit too! Bah!"
"So, who is challenging the Doujinshi Society now?"
"It seems to be a sophomore from the Sewing Club... I think her na is Ye Shiyu?"
Amidst the conversation sounds at the sidelines, Ye Shiyu, dressed in a white tracksuit, slowly walked onto the Athletics Field.
Her long, slender black hair was tied up, cascading down her back in a high ponytail that reached her waist.
She wore an Electronic Watch on her left wrist. The pure white short-sleeved sports shirt and shorts seed slightly dull in comparison to her fair, rosy-translucent skin, making her look as holy and pure as a white lotus blooming on a snowy mountain.
That is, if...
One were to ignore the Mobile Phone gripped tightly in her hand.
On the other side stood her opponent...
At that mont, standing at the edge of the field, a blond-haired young man with his arms crossed narrowed his eyes as he looked into the arena.
Behind him, Ye Shiyu's classmate, Gongzi, walked over with a bottle of water and handed it to him.
"Baby, drink so water."
"Thank you."
Owen, the Club President of the Track and Field Club, twisted off the cap and downed the water in one gulp, draining the 500-milliliter bottle instantly.
Looking at Spencer rolling her shoulders as she entered the field, Hua Zhaofeng pouted from behind and grumbled in annoyance.
"How is that Spencer so fierce? Our Track and Field Club was in charge of the physical assessnts during admission. She was definitely strong, but it wasn't to this exaggerated extent, right?"
Owen remained expressionless before letting out a hearty laugh.
"You are not a mind reader. How could you know her true strength? This academy has never lacked talent. Who knows, there might be hidden experts outside the Track and Field Club who have never revealed themselves..."
Gongzi gently tapped Owen's head with her hand and scolded lightly.
"You really need to read fewer of those novels where the protagonist is feigning weakness to eat the tiger and slapping people's faces!"
"Ahahaha!"
Another club mber standing behind them watched the two girls warming up on the field and could not help but ask.
"Club President, out of those two competing, who do you think will win?"
Owen crossed his arms and answered without hesitation.
"Spencer will win, won't she?"
Hearing this, Hua Zhaofeng could not resist asking another question.
"Then what about you against that Spencer, Club President?"
Owen chuckled loudly but did not answer directly, only saying,
"The match is about to start."
"Um, I am Yurianna, the referee for this match. Ehehe, I have prepared a lot of fun 'scavenger hunt items' that perfectly fit the the of the Club War for you two!"
Yurianna, holding two lottery boxes, walked onto the Athletics Field alongside Ye Shiyu and explained the rules to Spencer.
"The starting line and the finish line are at the sa place. That ans, after getting the required item, you need to run a full 400 ters!
"There will be three rounds in total. If you are not satisfied with the item you draw in any round, you are allowed to redraw once.
"Once you retrieve the corresponding item, co back to , show both the slip of paper and the item, and then you can start running after receiving the signal.
"Out of the three rounds, whoever wins two rounds first will be the overall victor!"
Ye Shiyu listened with a blank expression, while Spencer glared at her with intense displeasure, looking absolutely ready to strike a heavy blow.
Beside Yurianna, Yan Huan, who was dressed in a referee uniform, cast a speechless glance at the lottery boxes she had prepared and asked in a low voice.
"Yurianna, did you prepare these lottery boxes?"
"Yes! Rest assured, they absolutely fit the the!"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan felt half-believing, half-doubting, and had no choice but to shift his gaze to the two girls who were standing like the eye of a vortex.
He just so happened to catch Ye Shiyu turning her head to look at him. The expression on his face instantly lted into a warm smile as he called out to her.
"Sister Shiyu, do your best."
Ye Shiyu's expression remained faint, but whether it was an illusion or not, bathed in the sunlight, a light flush of pink appeared on her fair cheeks.
Blinking, she opened her mouth.
"...Okay."
Nearby, Spencer clicked her tongue in annoyance. She stepped onto the track first and bent down to tighten her shoelaces.
Seeing Ye Shiyu also enter the track, she sized her opponent up and spoke.
"You and that Sakuramiya Hitomi are exactly the sa kind of people."
'...Sakuramiya Hitomi?'
'Is she the Vice President of Xiao Huan's Student Council?'
'What about her?'
Harboring doubts in her mind, Ye Shiyu looked at Spencer, who was straightening up.
She saw Spencer pointing a finger at her, a look of obvious disgust plastered across her face.
Just like the first ti they t at the gift shop in front of the Aquarium, the revulsion ca so suddenly, yet so precisely.
"You both love to put on an act so much, pretending to be innocent white lotuses in front of Yan Huan. But in reality, every single one of you is ugly, disgusting, and disgustingly hypocritical deep down...
"The more you act like this, the more I look forward to seeing Yan Huan's reaction when he discovers your true colors!"
Although the expression on Ye Shiyu's face barely shifted, Spencer saw right through the facade at a single glance.
In front of her, this Ye Shiyu gave off a very oppressive and gloomy vibe.
But in front of Yan Huan, she acted completely dense, looking like nothing more than an older sister who was simply bad with words.
It was all just a disguise ant to conceal the filth within her heart.
In Spencer's azure eyes, Ye Shiyu's silhouette gradually twisted, ultimately transforming into a falcon with pure white feathers.
The falcon tilted its head and abruptly spread its wings wide, turning into a massive shadow that blotted out the sky and the sun.
"Bzz— Bzz—"
Listening to her words, Ye Shiyu remained silent, but her grip on the Mobile Phone tightened noticeably.
A faint purple halo flickered. The display screens around the Athletics Field and the surrounding phone screens began to flash inexplicably.
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
A wave of chills crawled up Spencer's spine once more, yet she did not show an ounce of fear.
Glancing at Yan Huan's figure behind her, Spencer instantly understood why Ye Shiyu was putting on such an act.
She turned her head, pointed a thumb down at Ye Shiyu, and sneered.
"Do you really care that much about maintaining your image as a caring sister in front of Yan Huan? Fine. Watch
make you lose miserably too... Heh."
'Too?'
Ye Shiyu focused slightly on that specific word in her sentence, falling deep into thought.
Nearby, Yurianna walked over with the two boxes, asking them to draw a slip of paper from their respective boxes.
"The slips in both boxes are completely identical, so there is a chance you both might draw the exact sa item!
"After drawing, please read carefully. Once the President fires the Starting Gun, you can go hunt for your items!"
Both girls drew simultaneously and unrolled the slips in the palms of their hands.
Ye Shiyu: "A hand-written letter from soone of the opposite sex."
Spencer: "A personal belonging of your best friend."
The two exchanged a look, both searching for their respective targets in their minds.
Behind them, Yan Huan, after confirming they had finished reading, raised the Starting Gun in his hand.
"Ready... Go!"
Clutching her slip, Spencer spun around and sprinted toward the Doujinshi Society's area on the sidelines, while Ye Shiyu's gaze imdiately fell upon Yan Huan.
"An Le! An Le!"
"Wh-What is it, Spencer? What did you draw?"
"Give
your Mobile Phone!"
"Ah, is... is it an item related to ?"
Spencer showed An Le the slip of paper. Seeing the words "best friend" written on it, An Le's face imdiately flushed red, overwheld with emotion.
"Spencer, I... I will give you my phone right now!"
"Great, this round is a guaranteed win!"
Spencer snatched An Le's phone and turned back, sprinting wildly toward the starting line.
anwhile, Ye Shiyu walked up to Yan Huan, turning her head to look for sothing.
"What are you looking for, Sister Shiyu?"
"A Marker Pen."
"A Marker Pen? I happen to have one right here... Do you want..."
Watching Yan Huan pull out the Marker Pen, Ye Shiyu stared directly at him, then gently tugged at her tracksuit with both hands.
The next second, the outward-pulled shirt stretched into a flat surface facing Yan Huan.
As the sports T-shirt pulled slightly away from her body, it instantly created a modest gap.
Amidst a faint overflow of floral fragrance, Yan Huan could almost effortlessly see the edge of her pure white underwear and the silhouette of her curves.
His breath hitched slightly, and in the next second, he hurriedly shifted his gaze upward.
What t his eyes, however, was an expressionless Ye Shiyu, who had been studying him the entire ti.
Yan Huan adjusted his breathing and asked doubtfully.
"Sister Shiyu, this..."
"..."
Ye Shiyu rely held up the slip in her hand and said plainly.
"There is no ti to find paper to write on. So, Xiao Huan, just write it on my shirt."
"...Alright."
Yan Huan tremblingly raised the Marker Pen, pressed it against her shirt, and began to write the contents of the hand-written letter.
He precisely controlled the pressure of his strokes, terrified that the marker ink would bleed through the T-shirt and touch her skin.
"Sister Shiyu, do your best..."
"..."
Ye Shiyu did not utter a single word, but when Yan Huan lifted his peripheral vision to glance at her face, he noticed sothing:
Her complexion had beco slightly rosy again.
'What the hell are you blushing for?!'
"Alright, Spencer's item verification is complete! You may start running!"
'Oh no, Spencer is already setting off!'
Yan Huan slightly quickened his writing pace, finally signing his na to finish the hand-written letter.
"Done. Sister Shiyu... good luck!" Hearing this, Ye Shiyu showed a faint hint of disappointnt.
She did not express it outright, however. She rely glanced at the clothing over Yan Huan's chest before running back to the track to continue the match.
"Alright, Ye Shiyu's item inspection is complete!"
Ahead, Spencer turned her head to glance at Ye Shiyu's running speed and scoffed dismissively.
"That's all the speed you have? You are guaranteed to lose, Ye Shiyu!!"
With that thought, she picked up her pace, quickly pulling ahead of Ye Shiyu by more than 100 ters.
She did not slow down in the slightest, sprinting with full horsepower. Ultimately, she beat Ye Shiyu by a full half-lap and secured the victory.
"The Doujinshi Society versus the Sewing Club! Spencer from the Doujinshi Society has won the first round!!"
"Sigh, I told you, she is no match for her..."
"It's totally over now."
The rest of the crowd sighed in despair, except for Owen from the Track and Field Club on the stands, who furrowed his brows.
"Haha... ha..."
Watching Ye Shiyu finally jog across the finish line, Spencer wiped the sweat off her cheeks, her laughter growing increasingly arrogant.
"Ye Shiyu, you must be quite shocked by this crushing defeat, right? So, let
just remind you..."
She stretched out her hand, pointing directly at the calm-faced Ye Shiyu, and declared.
"You are the challenger here!"
"..."
Ye Shiyu ignored her. Instead, she silently lowered her head to glance at Yan Huan's handwriting etched across her chest.
Then, as if suddenly parched, she hurriedly picked up a bottle of mineral water by the sidelines and took a sip.
"Tsk!"
Seeing that she wouldn't take the bait, Spencer wiped the sweat from her forehead again and walked back onto the track.
Round Two, begin!!
"Hehe, both of you, please draw!"
The two girls reached into their boxes simultaneously and pulled out their slips at the exact sa ti.
Ye Shiyu: "An ongoing phone call with a father or mother."
Spencer: "A crush of the opposite sex."
Ye Shiyu calmly took out her Mobile Phone, while Spencer looked at Yurianna with utter confusion.
"What, what, what is this? How am I supposed to bring soone over if I don't even have one?"
"Eh? Spencer actually does not have any crushes of the opposite sex? Ohoho..."
Yurianna's gossiping spirit dampened a bit. She shook her head, helpless, and spread her hands.
"Well, you can either grab a club mber to play the part, or you can redraw once."
Spencer knew that while Ye Shiyu might run very slowly compared to her, she was more than capable of outrunning the little piglets in the Doujinshi Society.
"Then I will redraw."
Thus, she had no choice but to reach out again, plunging her hand into the box.
She pulled out a slip...
"An ongoing phone call with a father or mother."
Just by looking at the slip, Spencer bit her lip, her face suddenly draining of color.
Yurianna seed to notice her expression and asked.
"What is wrong, Spencer? Ah—it's the exact sa slip as Senior Ye!"
"..."
Spencer shot a helpless glance at Yurianna, who was staring at her with profound curiosity. She felt completely dreadful.
She tremblingly took out her Mobile Phone and replied.
"N-Nothing is wrong..."
"Alright, then let's get this match underway!"
Yurianna nodded with a bright smile, announcing cheerfully.
Taking out her phone, Spencer skillfully pressed the "00-1-212" prefix on the dial pad and entered a number.
On the phone screen, the calling interface appeared with the contact nad "Mom."
Spencer pursed her lips and brought the phone close to her ear.
"Beep— Beep— Beep—"
No one answered.
Spencer seed thoroughly accustod to this. She took a deep breath, wanting to pretend that nothing was wrong and force out a chuckle. It did not matter if she yielded this round to Ye Shiyu.
But the mont she raised her head, she saw that Ye Shiyu had already connected her call and turned on the speakerphone.
"What is it, Shiyu? I am still busy with matters at the company."
"Mother, the Club War is holding a Scavenger Hunt Race. I need to run 400 ters while keeping a connected phone call with you."
"Oh right, your academy is holding an event. I completely forgot..."
On the other end of the line, Ye Lan's smiling voice drifted over.
"I have been a little busy these past few days. Let's wait until the finals. I will co over and see you and Xiao Huan then!"
"Okay."
"Then hurry up and run. Mom won't hang up; I will cheer for you from here."
"Okay."
Ye Shiyu lowered the phone, looked at Yurianna, and asked.
"Is this acceptable?"
"Ah, yes, it's perfect. As for Spencer's side..."
Yurianna nodded and turned her head to look at Spencer.
But she saw her standing entirely rigid, holding her phone and staring blankly in their direction. Her entire being seed to have turned ash-gray, as if she had been petrified for quite a while.
"Spencer, you..."
Spencer stared blankly at the expressionless Ye Shiyu, who had tilted her head in confusion. It was as if she had taken a brutal punch right to the face; tears were practically squeezed out of the corners of her eyes.
She jabbed a trembling finger at Ye Shiyu and shouted in utter exasperation.
"Don't... don't think you have won! Ye Shiyu! So what if I give you this round! It's just that my mom's phone temporarily ran out of gas, that's all!"
Yan Huan revealed a thoroughly speechless expression and repeated.
"...Ran out of gas?"
"Ugh!!"
Spencer bit her tongue, only just realizing her slip of the tongue, and her entire face flushed crimson red.
She shot a venomous glare at Yan Huan, seemingly thinking: 'If you hadn't pointed it out, no one would have noticed!'
Imdiately after, she pointed back at Ye Shiyu and declared.
"I will count this round as your win, Ye Shiyu!"
"..."
Ye Shiyu unenthusiastically murmured sothing to Ye Lan before hanging up the phone and turning to look at Spencer.
With that, it was a one-to-one tie.
So, it was also ti to begin implenting the plan.
Ye Shiyu slowly tightened her grip on her Mobile Phone. Then, as she walked toward Yurianna to draw for the next round, she extended her left hand, the one wearing the Electronic Watch.
"Buzz— Buzz—"
Hypnosis, activated!
A wave of chills instantly rushed up Yan Huan's and Spencer's spines. However, compared to Spencer, who was scratching her forehead in confusion, Yan Huan imdiately snapped his gaze to Ye Shiyu, his eyebrows furrowing deeply.
Ye Shiyu had cheated...
"...Yurianna, I am done drawing. This is my slip."
Ye Shiyu hadn't drawn a slip at all. She rely reached her hand out once again toward Yurianna—whose eyes had gone completely hollow—and pulled out an identical slip she had prepared beforehand.
But if that were the case, Ye Shiyu could only hypnotize Yurianna to ensure what she drew. Even if she reduced the difficulty of obtaining the item, she still had to run, didn't she?
Unless, she could increase the difficulty for Spencer to obtain her item.
Yan Huan blinked, suddenly rembering that Ye Shiyu had entered the field together with Yurianna earlier.
'Could it be...'
'She already hypnotized Yurianna in advance and tampered with Spencer's box?'
"Thump!"
Yan Huan looked over at the box in front of Spencer, but suddenly, he saw Spencer's hair instantly beco blindingly bright, and sothing resembling bull horns rose up behind her back.
"Whoosh— Whoosh—"
A sinister wind swept through the field.
Spencer reached her hand into the box, fumbled around for a mont, and pulled her hand out.
Both of them unrolled their slips at the sa ti and looked at each other. However, written on the paper was:
"Student Council President"
Ye Shiyu's pupils contracted slightly as she looked at Spencer in disbelief.
This slip was sothing she had prepared herself; it was never in the reward pool to begin with.
anwhile, except for two relatively simple slips, she had secretly stuffed Spencer's box full of all sorts of excessive, overly difficult slips.
How could an identical slip to hers possibly appear?
Unless...
'This girl cheated too?!'
"Hehe... Student Council... President?"
Looking at the slip in her hand that was completely identical to Ye Shiyu's, Spencer was slightly taken aback before shifting her gaze back to her opponent.
An Evil smile slowly spread across her face.
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