"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

The scene was too beautiful for Nagumo to imagine.

After much thought, it seems there's no solution!

Nan Yun felt a surge of irritability and frustration.

A moment of amusement on my own whim.

A hole dug casually

They buried themselves so deep, they died like this.

at this time,

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Nan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily putting her worries aside.

A more pressing physiological need took over his mind—noon.

That overly lavish meal

After an afternoon of digestion, the strong aftereffects are finally starting to take effect.

He needs to go to the restroom.

Nagumo quickly stood up, no longer caring about the possibility of being "monitored."

He quickly walked out of the classroom and headed straight for the men's restroom at the end of the corridor.

He pushed open the door to the cubicle.

Lock the door and sit on the toilet.

After a thoroughly enjoyable release,

Nan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

However, his sense of ease froze the next second.

He habitually reached for the toilet paper holder on the wall—

empty.

His heart sank.

He himself, because he left in a hurry, did not bring any tissues.

Finished!

Nagumo's mind went completely blank for a moment.

This situation is extremely awkward.

How could this happen to him?

As he stood frozen in place, pondering whether to call for help using his phone or try other unspeakable solutions...

What happened next was even more terrifying and mind-blowing.

There are no signs.

There were no footsteps.

There was no sound of the door opening.

There wasn't even the slightest change in airflow.

It was as if it had only been a blink of an eye, or a slight distortion in spacetime.

A tall, dark-skinned figure.

It was as if it had condensed from nothingness.

She knelt down on one knee in front of his cubicle door without making a sound, yet with absolute certainty!

Kneeling posture is correct, with the back straight.

His posture was impeccably respectful.

Who else could it be but Sakamoto?!

On one of his hands,

It is holding up a brand new, white, soft roll of toilet paper.

The movements were steady, and the gaze was calm.

It was as if he were in a solemn hall presenting offerings.

Instead of handing out toilet paper outside the toilet stall.

"Vice President Nan Yun,"

Sakamoto's voice was completely flat.

It stood out remarkably clearly in the quiet restroom.

"The items you need are here. Please use them."

Nan Yunya:

"..."

His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

It was as if he had been struck by an invisible bolt of lightning.

It was completely petrified on the toilet.

The blood seemed to rush to my head instantly.

Then he suddenly retreated, causing his cheeks to flush red and then pale.

How...how did he get in?!

The toilet door was clearly closed!

He didn't hear anything either!

How...how did he know I didn't have any toilet paper?!

Was he eavesdropping in the next cubicle the whole time?!

Or does he have X-ray vision?!

he……

He even seizes opportunities like this?!

Even going to the toilet requires "service"?!

This is no longer a service!

That's insane!

It's a ghost!

It was a nightmare!

Nagumo's String of Reason

At this moment, accompanied by this surreal scene before my eyes,

It completely broke down.

His last glimmer of hope, his last hesitation, his last weighing of options

Everything was smashed to shreds by the roll of toilet paper handed to them.

Screw the interview period!

Screw the rules!

Screw face!

Nagumo is a smart man.

He understood the chain reaction that would follow.

If we don't stop all of this,

He wondered if Sakamoto would suddenly appear and scrub his back while he was taking a shower next time!

Stand by his bedside and sing him a lullaby while he sleeps!

I can't live like this anymore!

It must end!

Immediately! Now!

Nagumo almost trembled as he forced out a hoarse voice through clenched teeth:

"It's...passed!"

Sakamoto slightly raised his head, seemingly puzzled:

"Vice president?"

"You've passed your interview!"

Nan Yun's voice was filled with barely suppressed despair.

"From this moment forward! You are officially accepted into the student council! So! Immediately! Cease all your 'services'! Get out of my sight right now! Never let me see you like this again! Do you understand?!"

He stared intently at Sakamoto, his chest heaving violently.

Sakamoto listened quietly to Nagumo's near-collapse-like instructions.

There was silence for a moment.

Then, he nodded slightly.

"As you command."

His voice remained steady.

next moment,

He gently placed the roll of toilet paper on the ground within Nan Yun's reach.

Then, just as abruptly as his appearance—

His figure was under Nan Yun's gaze.

It blurred instantly, as if merging into the air.

Then it disappeared completely.

Outside the cubicle,

There was no sound at all.

It was as if no one had ever been there.

Only Nan Yunya remained, sitting stiffly on the toilet.

He was panting heavily, staring at the roll of gleaming white toilet paper on the floor.

His face was etched with the exhaustion of someone who had just survived a disaster.

And an indescribable weariness.

he knows,

I'll probably have a psychological aversion to the word "service" for the rest of my life.

And that first-year student named Sakamoto...

He probably won't want to provoke them again for a long time.

P.S.: I'm updating a bit late today, there's one more chapter coming soon.

First Year Midterm Exam: Chapter 073: Sakamoto Joins the Student Council

Nan Yunya practically fled.