In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Therefore, it can be said that all of this was part of his plan.

However, the invitation I planned to give today will indeed have to be postponed until tomorrow.

Asking someone for help without having the original manuscript in hand naturally reduces its persuasiveness.

However, even so, there is still some time left in the lunch break today, so we can't just waste it.

As Yuan Qianye entered the Service Department activity room, he looked up at the ceiling fan, which was still the same as before, hanging there motionless and still not fixed.

Eriri and Rikka each had an ice cream in one hand and a small paper fan in the other, fanning themselves intermittently. However, in the stuffy indoor environment, the slight breeze was obviously not very effective, and they still had to sweat.

This is not surprising. The classrooms on this side of the club building are completely exposed, and being on a high floor, the summer sun shines directly in, making the whole room feel like a steam room, so stuffy that it's hard to breathe.

Yukino sat quietly at the table reading a book, her posture more composed than the other two, but upon closer inspection, fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead.

Not to mention that today she unusually didn't let her long hair fall over her shoulders, but instead tied it up in a high ponytail, revealing her fair and slender neck, and the reason for this is self-evident.

Yuan Qianye couldn't stand it anymore. This was his usual activity area, and it was impossible to endure such high temperatures by human effort alone.

Rikka, looking as listless as a wilted eggplant, greeted Eriri, while Chiya approached Yukino: "Shall we go?"

Yukino looked up, casting a puzzled glance at him.

Yuan Qianye pointed to the ceiling fan above his head.

Yukino understood and turned her gaze back to the novel in her hands: "Didn't I already say that I submitted a repair request to the student council?"

He asked, "When exactly should the application be submitted?"

"Last Thursday."

Gen Chiya sighed and said helplessly, "It's already Wednesday. The week is almost over, my dear minister."

"Don't use that weird name for me." Yukino took a sip of the chilled orange juice she had bought not long ago, but there wasn't much air conditioning left in this environment. "What can we do? The school's maintenance staff are limited. Some people submitted repair requests before us, so they naturally have to prioritize solving those problems according to the principle of first come, first served."

“We can’t just sit here and endure it like this. There’s been no wind these past few days, and it looks like it’ll only get hotter in the next few days.” Gen Chiyo took out her phone, tapped the screen, and then turned to Yukino: “The weather forecast has also issued a high temperature warning. The highest temperature in Tokyo at noon during this period will probably be close to 37 degrees Celsius.”

Yukino sighed helplessly, "So what do you want to do?"

"There might be some unused floor fans in the school's storage room. We could ask the student council to lend them to us until the ceiling fan is repaired. A little breeze to circulate the air and carry away the heat would be better than feeling like we're in a sauna right now."

Hearing him say that, Rikka and Eriri, who were standing nearby, immediately perked up and their eyes lit up.

That would be perfect for them!

Only girls know how uncomfortable it is to wear tight underwear and safety shorts on a hot day!

My breasts and inner thighs were covered in sweat, and the sticky feeling was incredibly uncomfortable!

Noticing the expectant expressions on their faces and remembering her duties as the club president, Yukino finally closed her book and decided to go with Minamoto Chiyo.

Rikka and Eriri originally wanted to go along, but Chiyo Minamoto made them give up and wait obediently in the Service Club because she thought it would be too noisy with too many people.

"I don't have much hope for what you're saying. It's so hot, I feel like even if there are fans, they'll probably be borrowed by indoor sports clubs first." Yukino wasn't optimistic about the trip.

Yuan Qianye replied lazily, "Don't think too much about it. It's all up to you. If we really can't borrow one, I'll just buy one out of my own pocket and bring it to school. Anyway, it's never a bad thing to try. If you're afraid to ask, I'll talk to the student council later."

"I can handle this myself. But you, don't say anything strange later."

"Seriously, what kind of image do I have in your eyes...?"

The two chatted as they walked to the student council room.

The location here is excellent, situated at the innermost part of the first floor. A row of tall trees is planted outside the window, and the shady shadows cast by their dense foliage can greatly reduce the stuffiness caused by the scorching sun shining directly into the student council room.

Yukino knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Upon receiving a response, the two of them pulled open the door and stepped inside. A refreshing blast of cool air hit them directly in the face.

"May I ask what brings you two here?"

A student council member proactively stepped forward to greet and inquire about their needs.

"I'm Yukino Yukinoshita, the head of the Service Club. I've come to inquire about the progress of the repair request we submitted earlier..."

Yukino began to talk to him, while Minamoto Chiya slowly lowered his head and saw the tea in his hands, which was steaming.

Turning my head again, I saw the situation over in the sofa seating area—

A freshly brewed cup of coffee, still steaming, sits in front of a person.

A person is playing a mobile game, and the screen shows that they are drawing cards.

The last one put on an eye mask and fell fast asleep on a single sofa.

Feeling conflicted, he turned his gaze to the standing air conditioner leaning against the wall, which was running at full power and displaying "24°C".

He suddenly realized that something didn't seem so appealing anymore.

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Chapter 097: A Special Summer Request

“Oh right, I remember. You did submit an application before, and we've already submitted it to the school's administrative department. But they've been very busy lately, so it might take a while before it's your turn…” The boy thought for a moment and then asked, “…Are you in a hurry?”

Yukino stood upright, her voice clear yet polite: "The weather has been hot lately, and our Service Club is located on a high floor of the club building. The afternoon sun shines directly on the room, making it very stuffy. If the ceiling fan were working properly, it would be better, but its current malfunction is indeed affecting our daily activities."

"Yes, the weather has been really hot lately..."

Gen Chiya silently turned his gaze away from the sofa. As they had just agreed, Yukino would handle things here for now. He took two steps to the side and walked to the display case by the wall.

Inside the spotless transparent glass display case, there are neatly arranged group certificates from competitions with other schools over the years, awards for rankings in major events, and many beautifully framed group photos.

Yuan Qianye's gaze slowly swept across the scene, finally settling on a slightly worn group photo, his eyes softening unconsciously.

In the center of the photo, Yukino Yukinoshita, beaming with joy, holds a trophy high, the sunlight seemingly favoring her, gilding her entire being with a dazzling golden edge.

She was surrounded by many people, each with a smile on their face, but anyone who looked at her would immediately focus their attention on her. Her innate and convincing leadership had been evident since a very young age.

That's strange, how come I never noticed this side of her before?

It seems her malicious nature ultimately held her back, but now that I think about it, that cunning might also be part of her unique charm.

Yuan Qianye turned his head and his gaze fell on the president's desk, which was now empty.

In other words, many years ago, Yang Nai also spent most of her time at school here.

It's a pity. If we had been in the same high school, so many interesting things would have happened...

"Qianye."

Yukino's cool voice pulled him back from his wandering thoughts. Gen Chiya turned around and walked back to her side.

"Have you already reached an agreement?"

"Okay." The boy answered for him, "I'll take the key to the sports storage area now. There's a batch of fans that were taken out of the staff office a few days ago and haven't been dealt with yet. They're a bit old, but they're perfectly usable. You can take them to tide you over, and return them later when the ceiling fans in your activity room are repaired."

Yukino nodded to him, indicating that was the case.

She was actually a little surprised, not expecting things to unfold exactly as Yuan Qianye had predicted.

She simply pointed out the problems and troubles of the Service Department, and the student council member in charge of receiving her immediately provided a solution after a moment's thought, without her having to say anything more or ask for explanations. Her prepared remarks were completely unnecessary.

Such smooth progress made her feel that she was a failure as a department head, and the image of Eriri and Rikka sweating profusely in the heat these past few days, but having no choice but to endure it, also flashed through her mind.

On the way to the sports warehouse, the trees cast dappled shadows, and cicadas chirped incessantly.

Yukino sighed softly and silently, almost inaudibly.

Seeing this, Yuan Qianye leaned closer to her ear and said in a low voice with a smile, "As expected, you also think that air conditioning is a better choice than a fan in this kind of weather, right?"

A warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Yukino's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, a slight blush appearing on her earlobe.

She subtly created some distance between them, turned her head to look at him, and asked with a questioning look in her deep blue eyes, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I was just mentioning it casually." Gen Chiyo smiled, not caring that Yukino hadn't paid attention to his intentions. The next moment, he quickly stepped forward and walked alongside the student council member, naturally saying, "Hello, senior, I'm Gen Chiyo, a first-year student."

"Hello, I am Yoshitake Shota, a second-year student. You don't need to introduce yourself. You are a big celebrity in school. I'm afraid no one doesn't know you."

"Celebrity? That's too much of an exaggeration..." Yuan Qianye said modestly, and then naturally started the conversation with him: "...By the way, I didn't see President Cheng Hui today."

He explained, "At the end of the semester, the president went to review the specific expenditures of each club's funds."

"I see. That must be really tough. Does she have to be this busy every day?" Yuan Qianye asked casually, as if they were just having a chat.

There was quite a distance between the student council and the sports storage area, so the senior student was happy to chat with the talented and polite junior student along the way to pass the time.

"That's not true. The president can actually delegate many tasks to us, such as coordinating the planning and execution of events. To be specific, there's the recently concluded school festival, as well as events like the sports festival and the orientation party. She can assign these tasks to everyone in the student council so that we can share the burden and solve them together. In the end, she can review them and make a summary or decision."

But the student council president is a very kind person with a gentle personality, so she basically doesn't ask us for help with student council tasks unless she has the time to handle them herself.

"So that's what they mean by leading from the front."

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean!"

That's why the scene in the student council room just now seemed so relaxed.

Yuan Qianye nodded thoughtfully, and having gotten the answer he wanted, he sincerely said, "Senior, thank you for answering my question."

"Haha, it's no big deal..."

Soon, the three arrived at the sports storage warehouse.

The senior student opened the door and, sure enough, found several old fans carefully covered with dust cloths among the clutter piled up in the corner.

Lifting the cloth, he selected one that looked slightly cleaner, and Gen Chiyo easily picked it up. After thanking his senior again with Yukino, they returned to the Service Club.

"You want to run for student council president?" On the way back, which was already halfway through, Yukino suddenly asked out of the blue.

Yuan Qianye didn't answer immediately. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Yukino continued walking, her gaze fixed ahead, and analyzed in a calm tone: "Considering the change in your expression from pleasant to subtle when you entered the student council room, the seemingly inexplicable words you said to me, and the content of your conversation with that upperclassman, it's easy to draw this conclusion."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at him.

"As expected of the Minister, your insight is keen." Yuan Qianye praised with a smile, but still did not respond directly.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Yukino persisted.

“I do have that idea, but it’s just an idea,” Yuan Qianye emphasized, then changed the subject and asked, “But when is the student council president election date?”

They've already started asking about the specific time, and you still say it's just an idea?

Yukino glanced at him speechlessly, but still gave her answer: "Our school elects new leaders mid-year."

"Mid-year? That means..."