After Yukiko Asakura finished her speech, Sari Aoki took the podium.

"Both candidates have finished their speeches, and now it's time for their supporters to speak. After this process is over, each member present needs to circle the name of the candidate they support on a specific card and then put the card into the box in front. The executive team will count the votes in public and announce the results of this round."

"First, there's Hirakawa-san's supporter, Morishita Nijiren from the third grade A group."

"Morishita Niji! How is that possible?" Toyama Tamako looked surprised.

"Any questions?"

He looked over and saw that the boy had a handsome face and a humble and polite manner. He was obviously a child from another family.

Echizen Nanjiro wanted to continue looking for tofu.

Dongshan Yuzi leaned close to his ear and whispered, "He once handed a love letter to Yukiko."

"What?" The gossipy flame in my heart suddenly popped up, "Then what? Asakura-san rejected him? Why?"

"I just don't like him. What other reasons could there be? I really didn't expect that he would be the supporter of Hirakawa Minako."

"I understand, I understand..." Echizen Nanjiro ate melon seeds with relish.

Dongshan Tamako raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Nanjiro, what do you know?"

"I have a feeling that the story here is absolutely wonderful, maybe it can be written into a novel."

"Come on, you are an adult after all, is it really okay to gossip like this?"

The two were whispering to each other with their heads down when suddenly a girl came jogging over.

"Ayako, why are you here?"

Toyama Tamako's face immediately became serious, and her intuition told her that something had happened to Yukiko.

Ayako whispered something in her ear, and her expression became even uglier.

"Let's go."

Toyama Tamako stood up, and when she turned to leave, she looked back at Echizen Nanjiro who had a question mark on his face. After a brief consideration, she decided to take him away as well.

Echizen Nanjiro, who was dragged away, said: Why? He didn't do anything!

The three of them came to the preparation room, and as soon as they entered, they were greeted by a depressing atmosphere.

Echizen Nanjiro quietly moved closer to Toyama Tamako.

"Yukiko, I heard from Ayako that Sugino is missing. What happened?"

A girl stood up and said indignantly: "She is not missing at all, she didn't come at all!"

Asakura Yukiko was surprisingly the calmest among the girls present. She consoled him softly, "Okay, Akiko, don't be angry. Maybe Sugino-san has encountered something urgent."

"She came here on her own at first, saying that she must help us, but now, she just doesn't come. Xuezi, how many times have you called her? How could she not know what day it is today?!"

Dongshan Yuzi has roughly understood the current situation: "Let's put Sugino's matter aside for now. Yukiko, have you thought about how to deal with it next?"

Asakura Yukiko smiled and shook her head: "It's too late. I can only go on stage and apologize to everyone."

"But, Yukiko..." Jingzi didn't want her to do this.

"Okay, Jingzi, this is my responsibility."

Asakura Yukiko noticed Echizen Nanjiro behind Toyama Tamako: "Mr. Nanjiro, why are you here?"

"Ah, I...this..." He didn't know why he came.

Dongshan Tamako suddenly thought of a solution: "Xuezi, why don't we let Mr. Nanjiro go up."

what……

what?

Ah!

Echizen Nanjiro was terrified: "No, I don't want it, how can I do it?"

He had never given a public speech in his two lifetimes.

It's absolutely impossible to do, and might even make things worse.

Dongshan Yuzi asked: "Do you think it would be better for Yukiko to go on stage and apologize?"

"I... am not... that..."

He didn't know what to do either! Woohoo...

Asakura Yukiko objected: "Mr. Nanjiro was just someone I happened to bring here. He has nothing to do with this election. Tamako, we can't do this."

"I didn't pin my hopes of victory on Mr. Nanjiro. This is better than you just giving up. Isn't it what you always ask of yourself to do your best in everything?"

"Tamako, this is my business and cannot be imposed on Mr. Nanjiro."

"Xuezi, you..."

Akiko weakly interrupted their argument: "Yukiko, Tamako, uh... stop arguing, Mr. Nanjiro has been taken away."

"When did it happen!" they said in unison.

"Just now, a girl came over to urge us. She asked who was giving the speech. Mr. Nanjiro kept stuttering, 'I, that, not', so people thought it was him and took him away."

Asakura Yukiko hurried out. She had already made up her mind that she must not let Mr. Nanjiro feel distressed.

"Who is this..." Aoki Saori, who is always calm, was also a little confused by this situation.

"He is a supporter of Asakura Yukiko." The girl who brought Echizen Nanjiro over answered briskly, "Aoki-san, I'll leave first."

"You..." Sari Aoki felt that she had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.

It's hard not to feel sympathy for this nervous, bewildered man.

Saori Aoki is no exception.

She knew without even thinking that this person was definitely dragged out forcibly.

Asakura herself knew her character. She would not involve irrelevant people in her affairs.

People outside have already started talking about it. If it is delayed any further, it will become an accident.

Aoki Sasari asked him seriously: "The speech time is a quarter of an hour, is that ok with you?"

"I……"

Cheer up, Echizen Nanjiro, you are an adult and you are being asked by a group of cute girls. It has come to this, if you don't go, who will?

Echizen Nanjiro closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After opening his eyes, he said firmly, "Okay."

Aoki Sasari believed his words for no reason and smiled unconsciously to encourage him: "Come on!"

"Thank you, Aoki-san."

Boom boom...my heart is beating faster.

Aoki Sa couldn't understand why.

Forget it, the most important thing now is that the speech can end smoothly.

Aoki Sasari walked out from the backstage, and everyone immediately quieted down after seeing her: "Next is Asakura-san's supporter, welcome him."

Amidst applause, Echizen Nanjiro slowly walked out from behind.

The scene suddenly became quiet and silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

If there are flowers indoors, you might even be able to hear the sound of them blooming.

"Hello! I'm Echizen Nanjiro, a supporter of Asakura-san. Thank you for your guidance."

Still no one speaks.

Yukiko Asakura ran to the backstage, but Sari Aoki stopped her from moving forward.

"Aoki, Mr. Nanjiro..."

"This is his own choice, Asakura, don't you trust him?"

Asakura Yukiko looked at the figure of Echizen Nanjiro.

Her eyes became steady.

In the end, she chose to stand still and support him silently.

I believe in you, Mr. Nanjiro! Just as you believe in me.

"It's that strange man." Oshitari Yuushi had his usual smile on his face, "This plot is good."

"Atobe, did you expect this? That's why you said 'wait a little longer.'"

Atobe Keigo habitually stroked the teardrop mole on his face.

My lips seem a bit dry.

He pulled out a compact mirror and lip balm.

After all, dry lips are not gorgeous.

"Atobe, this one doesn't seem to be the brand you usually use?" Oshige Yuushi noticed this detail.

"newly bought."

Oshizuka Yuushi smiled and said, "It should be rose scented anyway, after all, Xiao Jing likes roses the most."

Houchotaro was worried about the gentleman named Nanjiro: "The current situation does not seem to be good."

Shishido Ryoya frowned: "Can he do it?"

Hiyoshiwaka's expression was solemn.

Baby Jilang is still sleeping soundly, and he is eating cake in his dream.

Atobe Keigo thought to himself: "How should he deal with this situation?"

Echizen Nanjiro tried his best to keep a smile on his face: "Am I weird?"

After an awkward silence, a girl raised her hand.

This girl is an angel. I was moved to tears.

"Mr. Nanjiro, are you a fan of Atobe?"

He has already been to the election site of the Atobe Fans Club, can you say it’s not true?

If not, how do you explain why you are here?

It’s troublesome just thinking about it.

Echizen Nanjiro had no choice but to lie with his eyes open, nodded and said affirmatively: "That's right."

"Really?" The girl obviously didn't believe him.

Echizen Nanjiro's palms were sweating, but he still managed a smile: "It's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask me questions about Atobe. I think I know a lot about him."

The more critical the situation, the more he could not retreat. Only by moving forward could he win a chance of survival, so he simply went all out and took the initiative to attack. Besides, he was not completely bluffing.

The reason why he dared to say this was all thanks to his daughter, Karutsuki, because her favorite character in The Prince of Tennis was Keigo Atobe of Hyotei Academy.

Qingyue would talk to him about Atobe Keigo almost every day, from his appearance to his inner qualities, from his hobbies to his habits, from his past to his future, and she often couldn't stop talking once she started.

Day after day, month after month, year after year, even a person who has lost all feelings can recite all the relevant information about Atobe Keigo by heart, not to mention that he himself likes this character very much.

Qingyue even said that she wanted to marry Atobe when she grew up.

At that time, I deliberately put on a stern face and joked with her.

"Didn't Qingyue say she loved me the most? She actually fell in love with another boy. Daddy is so pitiful."

"But, Dad, I must get married when I grow up." Qingyue thought carefully, "Otherwise, I will bring Atobe home. In this way, Dad and Atobe and I can be together."

"Haha, Qingyue is so smart."

"Of course, I am dad's daughter." Qingyue said proudly.

He had the most adorable daughter.

Before having the cutest son.

Not long ago.

a long long time ago.

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