I, the mastermind behind the scenes at Soubu High, refuse to be caught in a bloodbath.

Himekoji pretended to cough loudly a few times before finally starting to examine Yukinoshita.

The examination revealed that the bones were not injured, but the ligaments were severely strained, requiring a considerable amount of rest.

"What should we do? Should you take leave and stay home to rest?"

“At home, it’s difficult for me to do many things by myself... even going downstairs to buy groceries is a hassle.”

Beneath the snow, she stared blankly at her exposed toes, her expression ashen.

"It seems you'll have to go back to your family home for a while."

"Hmm...although I really don't want to go back either."

Yukinoshita gently pursed her lips, hugged her arms tightly, and remained silent.

The school trip ended with Hikigaya's feigned confession to Ebina in the bamboo forest of Arashiyama. Yukinoshita was taken back by the Himekoji family in their car, along with her six great literary cats. Although there was a weekend to rest after the school trip, Yukinoshita's family still carefully requested three days off for her. It is said that this was shortened only after Yukinoshita argued her case.

After five days of rest, judging from the severity of the sprain, she will be limping even if she comes to school on Thursday, and will probably have to use crutches. But there's no way around it; Yukinoshita doesn't want to fall behind in her studies, and she's willing to fight with her family even if it means arriving at school a minute earlier.

What an awful morning.

The sky seemed crystal clear under the clear sky, and a slightly chilly breeze gently rocked the windows. The room was filled with warm air that seemed to invite one to drift off to sleep.

What an awful morning.

Returning from a school trip, on a Monday mixed with the weekend.

Mondays are always days filled with melancholy. Slowly forcibly waking her languid, seemingly out-of-focus body, she headed to the bathroom. After two days of frantic training since returning from her school trip, Himekoji now wished she could just smash her head against the bathroom wall and fall asleep.

But Monday is better than the weekend, at least you can sleep and rest during class, right?

I opened my phone and saw several emails, all sent last night. I was busy at the time and didn't have time to read them. Three of them were from Setsuna, and the other one was from Kazusa.

Setsuna's comments were all pretty much the same, mostly asking if she had time on Monday or Tuesday so they could all go to karaoke together after school. As for Sa, she said that Yoko-neechan had gone back to France. Hmm, she went back to France. Of course, Himekoji knew that she was going back to France today.

In addition, Kazusa also asked Himekoji if she had time. Despite her exhaustion, Himekoji splashed warm water on herself while taking out her phone to reply to Kazusa's email: "I can do it this afternoon."

The phone is completely waterproof, so there's no need to worry about water getting in while showering.

In addition, the fact that November is almost over means that the student council election is coming soon. Although it is called an election, the student council president has the power to directly appoint the members. So the most important thing is the election of the president. The voting method is secret ballot in the ballot box. Each student has only one ballot and each teacher has one ballot. However, in most cases, the teachers' ballots are collected in less than one-third.

Therefore, the students' votes are still the main focus, and that is indisputable.

"Will Iroha Isshiki participate in the election? Another question is, will Hachiman help her because of this?"

As she washed her pure white hair, Himekoji asked herself a question in her drowsy state.

Exhausted, Ji Xiaolu got into Reiko's car and leaned back to fall asleep immediately. It was about a 20-minute drive from home to school, so she took advantage of the time to nap.

When Ji Xiaolu arrived at the classroom, she wasn't early, but she wasn't late either. The seat next to her was empty. She was used to someone sitting there, so the sudden emptiness felt abrupt.

"Phew—, let's lie down and rest for a while."

Amidst the whispers of her classmates, Ji Xiaolu fell asleep again, her head resting on her arm.

The whispers were mostly about how Yukinoshita didn't return to the hotel at the end of the school trip but stayed at Himekoji's house for the night, and how Himekoji carried her on his back. However, the most crucial part—that Yukinoshita twisted her ankle—was hardly mentioned; most people were more interested in gossip.

These words probably originated from Yuihama. When she chatted with Yumiko Miura and the others, she was asked about Yukinoshita's situation, and it eventually spread widely in the so-called "school-wide girls' information network." As a result, after just two days over the weekend, almost no girl in the school was unaware of this matter.

Author's Note:

P.S.: It's one thing that "zu-con" (a term for someone obsessed with eroticism) is a sensitive word, but I don't know why, "Yu Dafu" (another term for someone obsessed with eroticism) is also a sensitive word... Don't the people who represent "zu-con" have any dignity?!

PS2: I'd like to recommend a book I wrote myself, "Qin's Idle Man". I think I recommended it once before, but recently I've been resting well and have more free time, so I'm continuing to update it. I've already finished writing the anime series from "Hundred Steps Flying Sword" to "The World Under Heaven", and I'm currently writing the prequel "Nine Songs of the Sky". I'll continue writing it after the sixth and seventh seasons come out, but I think I can finish "Nine Songs of the Sky" in about two months.

This is a fanfiction of "Qin's Moon". It's a completely female-centric story, a completely yuri story, and there are no transformation plots. The female lead is an immortal being. That's about it. Interested readers can check it out. The first few chapters are a bit far-fetched, but later on, it's definitely safe and harmless.

Chapter 236 So, [Kasumigaoka Utaha]'s acting skills are terrible.

However, Himekoji didn't bother with these rumors. He knew very well that his relationship with Yukinoshita was not that of lovers, not even friends. He guessed that was what she thought too.

During lunch break, Ji Xiaolu sat quietly in his seat eating his mother's homemade bento. After the afternoon classes ended, he finally recovered his energy, stretched, and headed to the student council meeting room.

While still on the road, Ji Xiaolu was suddenly blindfolded. Although he sensed someone coming from behind, it was a familiar aura, so he let it go and ignored it.

Guess who I am~~

Two soft mounds were already pressing against her back, which reminded Himekoji of the situation when she carried Yukishiro a few days ago. Although it wasn't painful then, it definitely didn't feel like this. So, with her eyes covered, Himekoji immediately replied, "Kikuya!"

"Hmph, no, guess again!"

"To...Totsuka?!"

"What? Totsuka has appeared too? Keep guessing!"

"Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei?"

"Tch, I'm not playing with you anymore." Kasumigaoka, now angry, released her hands from Himekoji's body and slowly moved away. Himekoji turned around and saw her pouting with her arms crossed. Himekoji found it amusing and reached out to touch Kasumigaoka's head. Just as his fingers touched the headband, Kasumigaoka immediately turned her head and shook off his hand.

"Of course I know it's Shiwa."

"Then why are you making wild guesses!"

She looked at herself with teary eyes, like an abandoned puppy.

“If I had guessed it right away, wouldn’t Shiyu have immediately let go of my back and left? So,” Himekoji reached out and patted Kasumigaoka’s head again. This time she didn’t flinch and blushed slightly. Himekoji continued, “I just wanted to keep you close to me for a little longer.”

"How cunning... Hmph."

Although she was complaining, Kasumigaoka's expression was just like that of a child who had secretly tasted honey. However, as more and more people gathered in the corridor, Himekoji took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and walked towards the conference room with Kasumigaoka.

Perhaps due to the pronounced Monday effect, there was no one in the meeting room today. So, after Himekoji sat down in his chair, Kasumigaoka smoothly came up behind Himekoji, wrapped her arms around his neck again, and rested her chest against the back of his head.

"Haruto-kun."

"What's wrong? By the way, Shiyu, is this alright? What will people say if they see this—?"

"Does Haruto-kun care about those rumors and gossip?"

"Of course not, but you—"

"Honestly, I certainly hope that such rumors spread as widely as possible, so that it might even bring down some competitors."

"......All right."

"By the way, Haruto-kun, I heard some news recently, could you tell me about it?"

"Ah...you mean Yukino stayed at my house for one night, right?"

"Oh, so it's true."

"Well, it really is true. However, it's because that girl twisted her ankle, so I took her to my house in Kyoto to rest for the night."

"Then he even harassed that girl who couldn't move because of her leg injury that night. Haruto-kun is such a beast. Why didn't Haruto-kun attack me on the night of May 28th?"

"...Wait, wait a minute! It's true that she has difficulty walking, but I haven't laid a finger on her since I got home."

"Oh ho, so you did all sorts of shameful things before going home?"

"No! I just checked her foot injury."

"Ah~" Kasumigaoka exclaimed softly. Then Himekoji felt her body leave him. Turning around, he saw Kasumigaoka sitting on the floor with her legs bent, calmly rubbing her left ankle with her fingers. She blinked and said, "Haruto-kun, I just twisted my ankle too. Can you check it for me?"

"...If you really had a sprained ankle, I absolutely wouldn't have refused, but you're fine now, aren't you?!"

"Oh dear, Haruto-kun actually doubted what I said. When Yukinoshita said she twisted her ankle, she was so excited that she couldn't help but 'ha-ha-' and stared at her legs and feet like a madman."

"Hey, how did you know?! No way! There's no such thing as being obsessed... No way, that doesn't exist!"

"Haruto-kun, your eyes are wandering off."

"Cough cough cough, okay, anyway... it's nothing, don't overthink it." Himekoji breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to Kasumigaoka, saying, "Come on, let me help you up."

"Hmm..." Kasumigaoka took the chair and stood up with a little effort, but then she suddenly pulled Himekoji's swivel chair, pulling him almost against the wall. Then, she casually tossed her hair and sat down on the desk in front of him, skillfully moving her left leg up and putting it on her right leg.

When her legs met, from Himekoji's perspective, it felt like she was just a hair's breadth away from seeing her panties, just a hair's breadth away...!

"Haruto-kun, come here."

She beckoned to Himekoji with a finger, expressionless. Himekoji rolled his eyes speechlessly, scratched his head, and moved the swivel chair to Kasumigaoka. Her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, dangled under the table. As Himekoji's chair approached, she suddenly touched the exposed part of the chair between Himekoji's legs with the toe of her left leg.

"Haruto-kun, please check me out too. I just twisted my leg, and it hurts so much."

As she spoke, she wedged her heel onto the chair, and then with a gentle push, she managed to take off her round-toed leather shoes. However, they weren't completely off; they were still hanging on her toes, swaying back and forth. From Ji Xiaolu's perspective, he was already quite excited.

"..."

Ah, the Pokémon in my pants looks like it's about to get restless!

"Oh right, I remembered wrong, I just twisted my right ankle."

As she spoke, Kasumigaoka changed the way her legs were intertwined again. In the brief one or two seconds that she moved her legs up, the hem of her pleated skirt rose with her legs, and something particularly beautiful seemed to flash by in the gap.

Noticing Himekoji's gaze, Kasumigaoka spread her legs, gently pinching the sides of her skirt with her fingertips, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Want to see? You do, don't you... as long as Haruto-kun nods..."

Chapter 237 Later, [Ogiso Setsuna] came to invite...

Kasumigaoka slowly began to lift her skirt, but the speed and the movement were very slow, making Himekoji feel very itchy, but she couldn't say it directly... Just as she was "giggling" and preparing to lift it up in one go, Himekoji suddenly stood up and quickly covered her skirt with both hands, pressing it down on her legs.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

At the same time, the door to the conference room was pushed open, and Hayama Hayato and Shinomiya Kyoya walked in. The two of them looked up and were stunned when they met the eyes of Himekoji and Kasumigaoka. After all, the posture they were in was too strange and ambiguous, as if Himekoji had made Kasumigaoka sit on the desk in front of him and was about to touch her and lift her skirt.

"Ahem... Excuse me."

Hayato Hayama was taken aback, then sheepishly and quietly closed the door.

"Alright, Haruto-kun, now that everyone who was in the way is gone, come and do what you want to do."

"What the hell are you doing?! Get off my desk right now! And Hayato, Kyoya, you two get in here!"

Himekoji roared, and Kasumigaoka covered her ears with both hands, pouted resentfully, and gave a soft "humph." She then kicked Himekoji's knee with her heel, which had been half-hanging, before getting off the table with satisfaction.

After Hayama and Shinomiya entered, the atmosphere became quite awkward, but Kasumigaoka himself was completely oblivious, constantly twirling a pen in his hand while shaking his leg under the table.

Gradually, everyone arrived. Although Ju Ye and Jasmine were a little late, it was Monday, so there was nothing to blame them for.

"Ahem, the first topic we're going to discuss today is the student council election in two weeks. What are your thoughts?"

Himeko forced a serious expression, placing her hands on the table with her fingers interlocked. As she glanced at Kasumigaoka, she noticed that Kasumigaoka was absentmindedly rolling her left hand into a tube and then repeatedly moving a ballpoint pen in and out of that tube with her right hand, causing Himekoko to roll her eyes again.

"A leadership election...? If you, Haruto, were to run, no one else would have a chance of winning, right?"

Ju also fiddled with her hair clip, making a "snap, snap!" sound on the table.