Chapter Ten You Have No Chance
Asakura Natsumi put away her backpack and glanced back. Mekiru Tsurugi had already left at some point without her noticing.
She's so scared of her following him. Running away that quickly... Ah... Asakura Natsumi let out a wry smile.
How can it be so quiet today? No one is bothering her at all? No way, can't let our guard down.
Asakura Natsumi pulled out a book from her desk drawer, and a pretty envelope also fell out with it.
"What is this?" Shinkura Natsumi was taken aback and bent down to pick up the envelope.
The envelope is very beautiful. The golden envelope shines with a dazzling light under the sun, isn't it real gold? How rich! On the envelope, several large characters are printed neatly: "Student Union".
Student union? What does the student union want from her?
Her eyes widened in surprise, she opened the envelope, and a wave of fragrance wafted out, carrying with it a sky blue letter paper, on which was written a sentence in bold, cursive script.
Asakura Natsumi:
We sincerely invite you to be the assistant of the president of the Students' Union.
Student Union President Jin Zhe Xiao
Student Union President Assistant? This can't be another one of someone's pranks, right?
Asakura Natsumi looked around and didn't find any unusual gazes or secretly joyful expressions.
Is this true?
Asakura Natsumi was perplexed, fine, whether it was a conspiracy or real, she would go and take a look.
Wow!
The student union is indeed extraordinary!
Through the winding corridor, a two-story European-style villa comes into view. The pointed roof, the crimson-colored tiles on the roof are particularly striking under the sunlight, and the red and white ceramic tiles are neatly painted on the wall of the villa, giving people a sense of solemnity mixed with nobility, which is a contradictory yet comfortable and awe-inspiring combination.
Asakura Natsumi slowly walked into the student council room, where was she supposed to go now? She looked left and right, but didn't see anyone. Asakura Natsumi had no choice but to wander around, when suddenly, she heard a faint sound.
What's that noise? It sounds like someone is talking. Asakura Natsumi crept quietly in the direction of the sound, which was coming from the second door on the left.
The door was half-closed. Through the narrow slit, Shallow Summer looked inside. Several office desks were stacked with numerous documents, and each desk had a laptop on it. A young man was lying on the farthest desk from the door, seemingly asleep. His slender figure, with disheveled hair softly stuck to his head, half of his face buried in his arm, his chest rising and falling with his breath.
The room was very quiet, with only occasional gentle breezes blowing by, rustling the papers...
He is... That familiar figure is clearly...
Mò Míng Yǔ!
Asakura Natsumi was so excited that she almost shouted out loud, and she couldn't wait to push open the door and go inside...
Suddenly, an unfamiliar hand emerged from somewhere and firmly covered Shallow Summer's mouth. A familiar yet strange scent drilled into her nostrils, causing her to furrow her brow.
Damn it! Who the hell ate bear's heart and leopard's gall? Fucking hell, she's so infuriating!
"Uh..." Shokura Natsumi's eyes suddenly widened, and she immediately reacted, forcefully poking backwards. The person behind her seemed to have seen through her intentions, their body shrinking back as well.
"Don't move!" A low voice came from behind, attempting to stop Asakura Natsumi's struggle.
Asakura Natsumi was stunned for a moment, her body stiffened, and she stopped struggling.
This sound is...
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