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Perhaps the student council should reach out to this Beichuan Si.
But the student council’s previous inaction regarding the underwear incident might have already evoked feelings of resentnt in Beichuan Si.
Because up to now, the student council still couldn’t figure out whether Beichuan Si was falsely accused of group bullying or if he indeed stole the underwear of girls in the sa grade.
Qian Xia Chiyuki gently tapped her fingers on the table.
Finally, she paused, her sharp eyes lifting.
There was nothing to hesitate about. While the student council was ant to be a model for students, wrong was wrong, and the council’s inaction regarding the issue with Beichuan Si was indeed a problem.
So Qian Xia Chiyuki decided to et Beichuan Si.
One reason was to apologize for the previous events, and the other was to persuade him to join the student council.
From what he said in the bathroom, she could tell he seed to have a kind heart, and his command to those delinquent students not to bully other students was likely due to his sense of justice.
As Qian Xia Chiyuki was contemplating this, a fellow student council mber provided a new update,
"Speaking of which, it’s a bit strange... Beichuan from class 1-1 seems to have been bullied for quite so ti, yet after winter break, he seed like a different person. According to a friend I know in class 1-1, Beichuan had a conflict with a girl from his class yesterday, and today’s bullying incident was sparked by that conflict."
"Is there more to this story?" Qian Xia Chiyuki couldn’t help but blink her beautiful eyes.
She was about to proceed when she suddenly staggered forward, nearly falling.
"President!" a concerned student council mber stood up.
"...I’m fine." Qian Xia Chiyuki waved her hand to signal the mber to continue their work, then sat back on the chair and pressed her temples firmly.
Qian Xia Chiyuki was neither naturally clumsy nor sensitive to tripping on flat ground.
Her weariness was due to a heavy burden in her heart—
"Lisha..." Qian Xia Chiyuki exhaled heavily.
The dizziness in her mind wouldn’t stop, making her feel nauseous, but in front of the new student council, she maintained her usual deanor, though her face turned slightly pale.
"President, why don’t you rest in the student council room during lunch break?" soone suggested.
Due to handling student council affairs, mbers arrived at school a week early, and throughout that week, Qian Xia Chiyuki seed disconnected.
At tis, she appeared extrely fatigued, and other tis she would space out until reminded.
"I’m fine; sitting here to rest a bit will do," she insisted.
In terms of discipline, the newly appointed Qian Xia Chiyuki was unreasonably strict and obstinate.
As the student council president, she had to be a role model for all Kyubei High School students.
Watching Qian Xia Chiyuki, everyone exchanged glances, but surprisingly, no one objected.
This was the effect of being a good role model; everyone noticed Qian Xia Chiyuki’s serious attitude, so no one disagreed with her.
Everyone returned to their work, but their gazes occasionally drifted toward Qian Xia Chiyuki.
Among students, discussions abounded about this new president, Qian Xia Chiyuki, being an unattainable beauty.
What "stern and clear deanor," what "polite and elegant speech," what "ticulous work, seems cool."
While all these were true, the primary reason was that Qian Xia Chiyuki was exceedingly beautiful.
Indeed! The reason was as real as it gets, with her dignified appearance, flowing, silky black hair cascading behind her shoulders, cherry-colored lips, and eyes shimring with a sharp glow.
Her beauty, coupled with extraordinary grace, complented by her talent as a published writer, painted her as a true heroine out of a novel.
Yet, despite her seemingly flawless appearance, she had been off-beat lately.
So student council mbers even privately theorized that Qian Xia Chiyuki was just looking for a boyfriend, deliberately appearing weak to test their abilities.
This theory surprisingly gained consensus among many student council mbers.
Even a few female mbers were intrigued by her.
Witnessing all of this, Qian Xia Chiyuki sighed deeply.
"Lisha... don’t worry... I won’t let the student council fall."
Forr student council president Tsukishima Risa may not have been a qualified president, but to Qian Xia Chiyuki, she was an impeccable predecessor.
Joining the student council and becoming president was mostly due to Tsukishima Risa.
However...
Thinking about the changes that occurred after leaving the Sanmu Abandoned Doll Factory made Qian Xia Chiyuki regret and almost cry.
She should have stopped the curious Tsukishima Risa then; if she had, perhaps none of this would have happened.
Qian Xia Chiyuki gently rubbed the pendant on her phone.
It was a gift from Tsukishima Risa when she was elected student council president.
"No matter what, I will save you, Lisha."
Qian Xia Chiyuki silently vowed in her heart.
For Tsukishima Risa, who was in a poor ntal state, she sought monks, made prayer beads, and even visited the shrine for blessings and protection.
But all those items had minimal effect.
Tsukishima Risa even showed extre fear and resistance.
Thinking of Tsukishima Risa, wrapped tightly in her blanket, growing thinner by the day, Qian Xia Chiyuki’s heart tightened.
However, recent good news gave her so solace.
The famous "Urban Legend Agency" blogger had finally replied to her!
Leaving aside things like active daily traffic and money, whenever the blogger posted videos or pictures about spiritual entities, it always sparked a flood of comnts.
So said this mysterious blogger, who never showed their face, used Photoshop or 3D technologies to deceive attention.
Others claid the images had been around for years.
So even absurdly claid the blogger was their relative and instructed to send money to XXXXXXX to know their true identity...
When Qian Xia Chiyuki first saw the page, she thought it was a scam.
Yet, after the incident with Tsukishima Risa, she couldn’t help but believe that so mysteries were beyond her understanding.
She left ssages in the person’s private inbox daily.
And just the day before, the blogger finally replied, saying they would co to investigate soon.
How could she not be excited by that?
She barely gathered enough energy, only to feel an inexplicable sensation when she revisited the video on Beichuan Si.
It seed... Beichuan Si’s side profile bore so resemblance to that of the mysterious blogger...
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