Why are all the heroines falling for me, the villain?

"Damn it, you scoundrel! So many people are watching you!"

Li Zhu slapped his hand away, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, clutching her belt tightly, her actions and expression full of resistance.

Nonsense. If it weren't for belts, and his pants had fallen down, tomorrow's forum would probably be full of pictures of Pear's bare bottom and some censored (elephant trunk) photos.

Just thinking about that scene makes Li Zhu's scalp tingle.

In short, this belt is not going to be given away!

In such a situation, what he was desperately protecting was not the belt, but his last shred of dignity!

"Good brother, just borrow it for a bit, I'll return it right away when I'm done."

Kira clasped his hands together, his forehead covered in sweat. He stared intently at the belt around Riki's waist, his eyes filled with undisguised longing, his face brimming with fervor and pity.

But in Li Zhu's eyes, he was just a perverted freak who kept staring at other people's belts and panting heavily.

"Get the hell out of my sight!" At this moment, Li Zhu didn't care about the urgency of the situation. For the sake of the last line of defense, he turned hostile.

"I've never asked anyone for anything in my life, Li Zhu. I'll call you grandpa, please lend me your belt!"

Kira, this big guy, used his teary-eyed cuteness skill on Riki!

Unfortunately, the results were not good.

"Damn it, even when you're trying to get something for nothing, you guys are all so outrageous! Why are you all coming to me to borrow things?! Get lost!" The skill backfired, and Li Zhu was enraged. He pointed at Ji Liang He's nose and cursed loudly.

"But of all my friends, you're the closest to me." Kira said pitifully as he reached out his hand towards Riki.

"What a load of crap! We broke up a long time ago. The fact that I didn't shoot you was the greatest mercy I could show!" Li Zhu said irritably, slapping away Kira He's groping hand.

Kira was relentless and pursued him relentlessly.

"Stop chasing! Belts are everywhere! Go ask another referee for one!" Riki said, pointing at Hojo, who was watching the drama unfold nearby, as she ran away.

Pointing at him, Hojo hurriedly covered his stomach, his cheeks flushing red. He spat at Riku and said, "Ptooey! Riku, you filthy scoundrel!"

The audience watched the farce with amusement, and the atmosphere both on and off the field was filled with joy.

Fortunately, even as the two were chasing and playing around, Li Zhu managed to protect the belt.

Finally, a male student from the sports department had his belt forcibly "borrowed"...

In short, not only in Pear B District, but in all areas, the borrowing races were chaotic and full of laughter.

Although the first few rounds of the borrowing race in Zone B were full of unexpected events for Li Zhu, the later rounds were much more normal, and no one came to borrow anything from him anymore.

Area B has settled down, but other areas are experiencing turmoil.

Kyoko Hanayama, Kaoru Kazama, and others also came to seek Riki's help, but Riki, of course, righteously refused them.

Then, without saying a word, he was dragged away by a group of girls from the White Team.

"???" Pear Blossom was filled with question marks as she was carried away.

Is this the cohesion of the White Team?

……

afterwards.

He stood at the end of Zone A, surrounded by a group of beautiful female classmates, amidst the envious gazes of the boys.

Wow, he's really handsome!

"Yeah, he's much more handsome in person than in photos!"

The girls behind Li Zhu whispered about his appearance, glancing at a certain part of him, exchanging glances, and swallowing hard.

"Who's touching my butt?!"

Suddenly, Li Zhu felt her buttocks being grabbed hard. She turned her head sharply and saw several girls with laughing and joking expressions on their faces, which seemed to convey a tacit understanding between them.

At this moment, Huashanyuan stood on the outer edge, the corners of his mouth turned up, his smile carrying a hint of cunning.

She thought to herself, "Li Zhu actually found a girlfriend behind my back without telling me. Aren't they good friends? He didn't even tell me. Humph, he needs to be punished properly!"

"Sisters, Li Zhu deserves a lot of credit for our first place win this time. Don't you think we should thank him?"

Like a little devil, she used words to guide the girls around Li Zhu, making them do bold things that they wouldn't normally dare to do under the influence of group dynamics and blind obedience.

"want!"

"No, no need, I have to go back to be a referee. See you later, everyone." Li Zhu took two steps back, but bumped into a warm embrace. She turned around and met a pair of eyes full of mockery.

He had nowhere to retreat.

"Hehehe—" The girls all burst into excited laughter.

They showed no sign of backing down in response to Li Zhu's words.

Some people were licking their lips, some were looking at each other with seductive eyes, and some were all smiles. They seemed determined not to give up easily.

"Sisters, let's go!" someone in the crowd shouted.

The scene resembled three hundred axemen signaling the attack by smashing a cup, with Li Zhu being the little lamb being hacked to death.

Amidst laughter and cheers, Li Zhu was embraced by the girls who had gathered around him. He felt as if he were floating on a soft cloud, surrounded by a delicate fragrance.

"Hey, whose hand is this?"

"No, don't touch me there!"

"Please be gentle, be gentle..."

Afterwards, Li Zhu, disheveled, lay on the ground, tears welling in her eyes but not yet falling.

The male students who had been secretly envious earlier shook their heads, feeling a pang of sympathy for Li Zhu.

Fortunately, Kaoru Kazama arrived in time to stop them from doing what they were doing, otherwise Riki would have ended up in an even worse situation.

When Kyoko, the mastermind behind it all, saw Kaoru arrive, she pretended to help her pull the excited girls away.

Even so, in those few short minutes, Li Zhu's young mind was still shrouded in an unforgettable and enormous shadow.

If a young and beautiful girl runs into your arms and touches you inappropriately, it's not a big deal; in fact, a man's instinct might even make him happy.

But if it's a group of girls, then it's unbearable. It's like a live version of a zombie girlfriend eating people. Li Zhu was touched by countless hands, and almost everywhere was touched...

"Damn it, what kind of bullshit White Group is this? They're all a bunch of female perverts!"

"Yuko, I'm sorry, I... I'm no longer pure..."

He looked at the bright sky and silently uttered words of sorrow.

Seeing Li Zhu's pitiful state, Kaoru Kazama glared fiercely at the girls who had been egging her on, including Kyoko.

Some girls whistled cheerfully, some looked thoughtful as they clenched and unclenched their fists, and some chuckled, exchanging glances with the other girls amidst their excitement.

But after Xun's cold gaze, one by one they began to feel guilty and couldn't help but lower their heads, no one daring to meet her eyes.

……

Chapter Sixty-Four: Burned Out

But since things had come to this, she could only sigh and walk to Li Zhu's side.

"Here you are. Are you alright?"

Xun gently helped Li Zhu up, handed her a bottle of water, and her gentle words were full of self-reproach.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have bothered you."

She believes that this was a mistake she made, and that if they hadn't taken it upon themselves to bring Li Zhu over, this wouldn't have happened.

“I’m the referee, I’m so busy with work, and there are so many people around, but they all come to me. I don’t understand…” Li Zhu didn’t take the bottle of water. He was a little downcast as he was helped up, and he replied in a low, hoarse voice.

Li Zhu did become a referee, but he didn't actually become a referee.

As the referee for the borrowing race, he didn't work regularly for long, as he was always delayed by unforeseen circumstances. Rather than a referee, he was more like an "item" that could be borrowed at any time.

"Sorry, we also heard from Kyoko that we went to seek your help and ended up winning first place. We thought that as the referee of the race with borrowed objects, you must have some tricks up your sleeve, so we came to find you."

Li Zhu was stunned for a moment. He seemed to understand something. It turned out that his intuition was reminding him not to be this damn referee.

He then clenched his fist and said sadly, "I'm no longer going to be a referee in a race with borrowed objects."

Riku went to Hojo-senpai to confide in him. She patted his head to show her understanding and then changed him to be the referee for the afternoon's tail-catching competition.

If using borrowed objects for a race doesn't work, then let's try something else.

Strangely enough, after Li Zhu stepped down from her referee position, all her troubles disappeared, as if the effect was immediate.

As for now, he's back under that awning. Although the verification work is a bit tedious, it looks perfectly safe.

Li Zhu is like someone who has been wounded all over by the tricks of the outside world, only to realize in the end that the best things are often the most inconspicuous things around us.

……

noon.

As usual, Riki had lunch with Yuko, and this time Yuko thoughtfully brought Riki a drink.

After eating and drinking her fill, Li Zhu remembered that she hadn't returned the original flavor yet. When she asked, she only received various excuses from Youzi.

"Um... I don't know where it went. I'm sorry, I didn't keep Zhu's underwear safe..." Yuko fiddled with her fingers, her voice tinged with panic, her face full of guilt and regret.

"Or you can punish me, do whatever you want to me, as long as it's Zhu, I won't resist." With that, Yuko closed her eyes in front of Li Zhu, tilted her head slightly, and revealed her flawless white neck.

Li Zhu swallowed hard. In front of her was Youzi's pretty face, which looked a little nervous. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her lips, which had just eaten lunch, were rosy and glossy.

Li Zhu didn't move, but the distance between the two slowly shortened. Yuko leaned forward and slowly approached, her hands clasped tightly in front of her slightly developed breasts, looking as if she were ready to be taken.

"Silly girl, you're my girlfriend, how could I blame you?" Li Zhu raised her hand to stop Yuko from leaning forward, and ruffled her hair. "Besides, we have new ones, so let's wear this one."

Upon hearing this, Yuko opened her eyes. Although it felt nice to have her head patted by Riyu, this wasn't what she wanted... She pouted, making no attempt to hide the disappointment on her face.

Li Zhu could only pretend not to see, but her movements became even gentler.

He had no other choice; he didn't want to experience that strange sense of powerlessness before figuring out the truth.

Just like choosing between going commando and wearing new underwear, he chose to put on new underwear first.

……

in the afternoon.

A race to catch the tail.

The highlight that Li Zhu had been eagerly anticipating was here. According to the student council, this was a true team competition.

As early as noon, the familiar, emotionless voice of the mirror came over the loudspeaker, suddenly announcing that all students must participate in the "Catch the Tail" competition, and those who withdraw without a special reason will be considered to have forfeited.

The consequences of abstaining are that it will be counted as not participating in this sports festival, the final exam will be considered a failure, and the individual merit points for this semester will be reset to zero, which is very cruel.

The crowd groaned and complained, even though their bottom line was being eroded step by step, they had gotten used to carrying it out these days.

And so, a super free-for-all between the entire high school team of Ouran High School, spanning three grades and five groups, is about to begin, with the competition venue covering four areas.

The rules are simple: without making any personal attacks, use legitimate means to take away someone's "tail," that is, their headband, and put it into the box in front of the stage.

Those who lose their tail must leave the arena as soon as possible and must not interfere with other competitors; otherwise, they will be considered to have cheated. (Referees will be present throughout the competition.)

The group that wins the most headbands within two hours will be the champion. Regardless of their previous rankings, the group that wins the championship will automatically take first place.

This rule presents a chance for some lower-ranked teams to turn the tide!

It was 2:55 PM, five minutes before the official start of the match.

The scorching sun was unleashing its heat, and in such a sweltering environment, a tense atmosphere arose between the various teams on the playground.

In a corner of the playground, some guys with yellow headbands had bloodthirsty glints in their eyes; they had already transformed into wolves.

The leader of the Yellow Group, with red eyes, shouted, "Do you want to be cowards for the rest of your lives, or brave warriors? The chance to turn the tide is right in front of you. Even if you die, you must take a piece of flesh from the enemy!"

The other colors ahead of the yellow group were not to be outdone. As those in higher positions, they had an absolute advantage in their minds and did not take the yellow group seriously at all. Their only goal was to defeat the white group!

"Remember, no one remembers how the second-place finisher walked off the stage. Our goal has always been the same: the championship!"

"Win the championship!"

The members of the White Team, however, were somewhat unconvinced. Their confidence wasn't based on boasting, but on hard work and perseverance in countless competitions. They stood proudly at the top of all groups because of their strength!

Kyoko stood before them, like a female general who was no less capable than any man, and loudly encouraged them, "Listen up, everyone in the White Group, crush them!"

The crowd repeated in loud voices, "Crush them!"

The playground was filled with roars of energy, as if they'd been injected with chicken blood.