Peach Blossom Debt

To put it bluntly.

Qian Yushang chuckled, "Mr. Taocheng is very humorous."

"This is not humor, senior." Takeshi Momoshiro shook his finger, "It's called feeling, feeling." He repeated.

At first glance, Qian Yushang felt that she was a dignified and generous lady, an exquisite interpretation of a famous family.

"Then I hope that this keen sense will enable Mr. Taocheng to win the next game." Asahi Yu said to Takeshi Taoshiro with a smile, his warm orange eyes shimmered and were extremely soft.

"Then borrow a good word from senior." Takeshi Momoshiro scratched his hair, "Senior Fuji, I'm leaving first."

"Okay." Fujisuke waved his hand at Takeshi Momoshiro, and seeing him run away in a flash, he couldn't help laughing, and said to Qian Yushang, "The junior in our club is rude, I made you laugh."

"Mr. Taocheng looks very energetic. Thinking about it, only you Qingxue can have such a cute and informal junior." Qian Yushang tilted his head, "It's rare for Zhou Zhu to show his vitality. I really look forward to seeing Zhou Zhu go all out for something one day."

"Maybe there will be." Fuji Shusuke shrugged, pushing the wheelchair and continuing to move forward.

"Tennis? Like Xiaojing, you belong to the tennis club." Qian Yushang asked.

"Maybe, I really like tennis." Fuji Shuosuke threw the marshmallow stick that Asagi Yuma handed over into the trash can, with a smile on his face all the time.

"Will you guys have any competitions this year? Speaking of which, Xiaojing joined the Bingdi because the tennis team's sportswear was more in line with his aesthetics." Qian Yushang's brows and eyes curled up.

"Is there something wrong with my uncle's aesthetics, huh?" A special voice suddenly broke in, and it sounded gorgeous and arrogant.

Qian Yushang blinked.

"Atobe." Fujisuke called with a smile.

Keigo Atobe was standing not far away, and he was dressed in a Heidei school uniform that was extremely luxurious.

Takahiro Huadi followed behind him as always.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were coming to the school festival, huh?" Keigo Atobe's gaze fell on Shang Yushang.

"You are the president of the Ice Emperor Student Council, and you have a lot of things to deal with at the school festival." Qian Yushang spread her hands, "Why bother you, a busy person."

"I'm not in charge this time." Keigo Atobe said flatly.

Fuji Shusuke looked at Keigo Atobe curiously.

Although it is said that he is not responsible, Keigo Atobe still keeps an eye on the situation of the school festival. "Excuse me, answer the call." He took out the vibrating phone from his pocket, turned around and answered the phone within 2 minutes, then frowned, "Call if you have anything to do." He said to Qian Yushang while covering the phone With one sentence, he left in a hurry.

"Ah, Xiao Jing is so indifferent." Qian Yushang said with a light smile, her tone was not complaining at all, more like a joke.

"Probably something to deal with. Compared to this, I am more curious about the planner of the Ice Emperor Academy Festival this time. According to Atobe, not only is he not responsible for the planning, but he is also responsible for the entire school festival. Didn't intervene." Fuji Zhousuke revealed a touch of interest in his tone, "It's really rare, isn't it, Atobe will let go."

"Hmm..." Qian Yushang curled the corners of her lips, and the wind blew through her long and slightly curly warm orange hair, "It must be an excellent platform set up by the president of the student union for the appointment of the vice president."

"Vice President?" Fuji Shusuke opened his always smiling eyes for a moment.

"That's right, Ice Emperor's vice president."

At the same time, the alternate vice president who hadn't taken office lay dead on the sofa in the student union office.

The phone in his pocket started vibrating.

Bei Guran poked his head out of the thick hardcover book in her hand, slowly reached out and took out the phone, and connected the phone: "Hello..."

"North Guran." Watanabe Yumi's voice sounded.

"Long story short." Bei Guran's tone was flat.

"A young boy left a message on the alumni forum saying that he wanted to know the truth about the crying in the library." Arimi Watanabe said lazily.

"Are you free?" Bei Guran raised his eyebrows, "It's the team leader's job to pay attention to the entrustment, not yours."

"I'm really free, and the Peach Blossom Wine guy isn't here." Arimi Watanabe's tone was still lazy.

"But you should know that I'm very busy now." Bei Guran's tone was flat.

"Didn't you arrange the school festival a long time ago?" Watanabe Yumi yawned on the other end of the phone, "You did the planning, and you also did the overall arrangement. Aren't you just sitting in the student union office now? Waiting for the school to reveal the situation like a dead person, and then come to the door."

"..." Bei Guran glanced at the empty student union office except her, and was silent for a moment.

"Look, I'm right." Watanabe laughed.

"No." Bei Guran denied it, and said for a moment when Watanabe was in a daze, "I was lying on my stomach."

"..." Watanabe Yumi didn't speak for a while.

Bei Guran intends to hang up the phone.

"Hey! Is there such a shameless woman as you!" Watanabe said in frustration.

"Yes." Bei Guran said indifferently, "Me."

"..." Watanabe was silent for a moment, then heaved a heavy breath, "This is already the most interesting commission this week."

Bei Guran glanced at the clock on the wall, and said unhurriedly: "First, are you sure that there will be no request to investigate the other six strange stories after investigating this matter? Second, are you sure that the little boy you mentioned Will you pay a certain amount? Third—”

"Dong dong—" There was a knock on the door of the student union office.

Bei Guran sat up, "Third, are you sure this little boy is not yourself?"

"I'm not so boring." Watanabe Yumi said.

"We'll talk about it later." Bei Guran put down his phone, and before he could hang up, a voice rang out from outside.

"President! There is a problem with the supply of raw materials!" A girl shouted eagerly.

"Come in." Bei Guran just raised his eyes, his expression unchanged.

The door of the student union office was flung open, and the girl standing at the door said angrily, "Student Bei, where is the president... The raw materials of various clubs have disappeared, resulting in a shortage of raw materials, including paintballs. ,Ingredients……"

"I remember that you are the chairman of the General Affairs Committee, Akasaka Tomomi." Bei Guran said in a light tone, "If there is a problem with the supply of raw materials, I should contact you."

"I..." Akasaka Tomomi gasped, a little at a loss, "I...but..." She was about to cry, "I did contact the wholesaler..."

Bei Guran interrupted her, "How long can the rest last?"

"This afternoon at most, but more and more people came to the school festival..." Akasaka Tomomi bit her lip.

"Have you delivered everything from the merchant?" Bei Guran interrupted her again.

"The merchant said that all the goods have been delivered, but the goods are not even as planned." Akasaka Tomomi said quickly.

Bei Guran narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone was cold and calm, his speech was not fast but it seemed to be an order: "Bring me all the financial books, budget sheets, invoices and receipts."

"This..." Akasaka Tomomi hesitated for a second.

"You should consider solving the problem of raw material supply first." Bei Guran glanced at the girl, walked out quickly, and happened to meet Keigo Atobe who was walking quickly.

Atobe Keigo's face darkened slightly, his brows were slightly locked, and his tone was not very good, "North Guran, what's the matter with the accountant Zhang Ben and the invoices and receipts related to this school festival missing?"

Bei Guran's footsteps paused, his eyes sparkled slightly.

"Chairman Atobe!" Akasaka Tomomi, the chairman of the General Affairs Committee, heard Keigo Atobe's voice, and ran out in a hurry, "There is a shortage of raw materials for various associations!"

"..." Keigo Atobe's dark blue phoenix eyes seemed to be shining with an extremely sharp light. The first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone from his pocket and dial the number. All the raw materials will be bought and sent over, before noon today."

Akasaka Tomomi took a deep breath, as if she had let go of the big stone in her heart.

Because Keigo Atobe made a move - for every student of Ice Emperor, as long as their king - Keigo Atobe - is willing to make a move, the problem will definitely be solved.

Bei Guran's expression moved slightly, he took two steps back, picked up the mobile phone that had not been hung up, "Hello."

"It seems that something interesting happened, Peach Blossom Fan." There was a faint smile in Watanabe Yumi's voice.

Bei Guran lowered his head slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Now you don't have to be bored anymore."

"Peach Blossom Fan, do you want Peach Blossom Fan to submit a commission?" Aimi Watanabe lowered his voice, as if laughing in a low voice.

"No matter who did it, I don't like people who owe me debts." Bei Guran glanced at Abebe Jingwu's expression and said lightly.

"It's horrible and it annoys you."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time to work, Peach Blossom Knife."

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 1.2

"Give me an order, Peach Blossom Fan."

"Using wireless communication, first investigate the temporary warehouse where the raw materials are stored."

"Received~"

Bei Guran put on the wireless single earphone, quietly glanced at the deserted student union office, with a cold expression.She stood against the wall with her hands in her pockets, her head slightly lowered, as if she was thinking about something.

Most paintball guns rely on a compressed gas source for firing, such as a tank of liquid carbon dioxide or compressed air.

Therefore, the quantity and quality of the container where the paintball balls were loaded into the paintball gun cannot be said to disappear suddenly. What's more, there are ingredients that disappear, not things that will disappear after being destroyed.

Her cold gaze fell to the floor.

The floor of the Ice Emperor Student Union's office is made of mahogany, which is slightly bright, and can reflect a dark figure of her.

Bei Guran folded his hands and tapped his index fingers lightly.

She was the one who planned Ice Emperor's school festival this time, and she also made the overall arrangements.

If there is a problem—even if there is a problem with the purchase of this material, the general affairs committee member and the buyer should be contacted, it is not her fault—but in the final analysis, it means that she is not doing well.

At least there were no problems with the Ice Emperor Academy Festival in the past two years - and this happened to her as soon as she got started.

In other words, the qualification of the vice president is likely to be ruined by this incident.

Is anyone targeting her?

Bei Guran's fingers made an irregular rhythm, one slow and one fast.

The school festival plan this time was a proposal unanimously approved by the entire student union represented by Keigo Atobe at the meeting. According to Keigo Atobe's temperament and style of doing things, he would not allow any student in the student union to sabotage due to personal grievances. The cadres of the student union should be very familiar with this point.

And since everyone agrees to this plan, and preparations have been made so far...

The cadres of the student union may not necessarily recognize her ability to serve as the vice president, but they will never make mistakes in business.

In this regard, the chairman of the General Affairs Committee must be more careful. Akasaka Tomomi should be very clear that if there is a problem with the purchase of supplies, she will definitely not escape being blamed.

Something happened, she was more anxious than anyone else.

So by the same token, who else would do that?

Who else would do such a thing so recklessly, and it may even directly cause other people to be affected.

From this point of view, the first thing to exclude is the cadres of the student union.

So... Ice Empress, who else is dissatisfied that she will become the vice president of the Ice Empress Student Union—Ice Emperor's support group behavior or personal behavior?Or is it just a purely personal grievance like what happened with Aida Maki?

What good would it do the culprit to hide the prepared supplies?

Just let her fail?

Bei Guran breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Wait, this is the angle of being targeted at herself at the beginning.

Did she think too complicatedly or made a mistake at the beginning? Now the clues and thoughts in her mind are all in a mess like a sackcloth, which is disgusting, and she can't figure out what she is thinking.

If she hadn't been involved in this matter, her train of thought shouldn't have started here.

If you get out of her circle of planning and management...

Bei Guran frowned slightly, and the index fingers that crossed each other again gradually slowed down, as if everything had turned into slow motion.

The disappearance of the raw materials - it was not her, Bei Guran, or the chairman of the General Affairs Committee who was the first to encounter trouble - these are things that will be dealt with later, and the first one should be that the progress of the school festival will be affected.

Her thoughts paused.

Is there anyone who doesn't want Ice Emperor's school festival to go on smoothly this year?

That person's purpose is to destroy the school festival?

However, whether it is a student or a teacher of Ice Emperor, one thing should be very clear - as long as Atobe Keigo is still the king of Ice Emperor, he will not let this happen, and his financial resources can definitely handle this kind of sudden change. An incident is not even something that he can easily solve with a frown.

Bei Guran lowered her gaze, she could hear the clock on the wall in the student union office ticking every minute.

Sure enough, we still want to target her?

She sighed inaudibly, and reached out to hold the wireless earphone in her ear.

In the school square, the warm wind blew over Qian Yushang's long hair and lifted her bangs. She stretched out her hand to tidy up, but suddenly she paused with her fingertips.

"Zhou Zhu, I want to eat that teppanyaki." She slightly raised her face and smiled at Fuji Zhou Zhu standing beside her, "Can you buy one for me?"

Fujisuke looked up.

Teppanyaki seems to be a good one among these food stalls, and there are many people around the stall.

"Want to eat that?" Fujisuke asked, "I'm afraid there will be a long queue, is it okay for you to be here alone?"

"Hmm..." Qian Yushang looked around, his warm orange eyes lit up slightly, "Go there, Zhou Zhu can see me too, and I'm a little tired after being in the sun for so long, I want to rest Let's go." She pointed to an outdoor tea restaurant with tables and chairs not far away.

Buer Zhouzhu tilted his head, his eyes flicked over Qian Yushang's gentle smiling face, and he bent a smile, "Okay, then Ah Shang will wait for me there first, and I will be back soon." He pushed Qian Yushang's hand The wheelchair walked to the outdoor tea restaurant, and placed her next to an empty table that was not exposed to the sun, "Would you like something to drink by the way?"

"Let me have some, where is Zhou Zhu, how about coffee?" Qian Yushang said with a smile.

"Okay." Fuji Zhousuke nodded, and then walked to the teppanyaki stand.

Qian Yushang recruited a student dressed as a waiter in the tea restaurant, ordered coffee and black tea, and noticed that Fujisuke was standing in the distance looking back at her.

She slowly smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she was fine alone.

Fujisuke squinted his eyes and smiled, and then went to line up with peace of mind.

Qian Yushang stuck out his tongue a little, showing a mischievous smile, like a bend of spring water blowing by the spring breeze, swaying faint ripples, "Oh, oh, it's a good thing that Zhou Zhu came to accompany me, other people are not like this." Good talk."

Her fingertips brushed over the pinna, revealing a black earbud-style unilateral wireless earphone under the wind-blown hair.

Qian Yushang opened the armrest on one side of the wheelchair, took out the laptop in the small space and put it on the table.

The slender and pale fingers touched the keyboard extremely quickly, and a lot of data silently popped up on the screen, flashed quickly, and then there were some pictures.

The smile on her lips was comfortable and warm.

Seems like an interesting job has popped up.

It's really troublesome, why there are always some troublesome things to deal with.

Bei Guran's expression was almost indifferent.

"Peach Blossom Wine, I know you are wearing a wireless communication, it's time to work." Her voice was very low, almost mumbling.

Speaking of which, it could be a prank if only the ingredients disappear, regardless of whether it is malicious or purely a joke.

But what happened when even the financial ledgers and invoices and receipts disappeared?

"Ah, I've been discovered." There was a sudden buzzing sound from the wireless earphone, and then a voice rang out.

"Intrusion into the monitoring system, I want to know all the entry and exit records of the gate, the temporary warehouse, and the archives of the student union." Bei Guran's gaze fell on the sofa. She had only read half of the book, walked up to bookmark the book, and closed it. The tone was flat from beginning to end.

"Understood." The buzzing sound disappeared after the crisp answer.

"By the way, don't touch the monitoring records. Atobu is probably on his way to watch the monitoring." Bei Guran put the book on the table, put on his backpack and walked out.

There was no answer from the headset.

But Bei Guran didn't show any worry, and closed the door of the student union office.

"Where is Taohuachun?" She asked as she walked slowly.

"It is said that a friend came to Ice Emperor, and I went to entertain him." Watanabe Yumi's voice suddenly came in.

"..." Bei Guran paused, staggered a few students in the corridor, and turned down the stairs, "What's going on in the temporary warehouse."

"Secretly guarded." Watanabe Yumi's voice fluctuated with a smile, "As expected of Keigo Atobe, he sealed off the temporary warehouse so quickly. I think he will come here to take a look in person later."

"You don't need to talk so much nonsense when you're working." Bei Guran said coldly.

"Okay, okay, it took me a lot of effort to climb in through the window, can you consider giving me extra money." Watanabe Yumi seemed to have jumped from a high place, and there was a loud airflow sound from the earphones , "Oh, it's so dangerous. Isn't stepping on a handkerchief as dangerous as stepping on a banana peel? I almost fell."

"It is an improvement to realize that wages and labor are linked, but the first prerequisite for remuneration is to have results." Bei Guran said.

"Last time I helped you get the proposal for the student union's anniversary and the filings for the previous two years, but you didn't pay me for the results, right?" Watanabe Yumi said lazily.

"Isn't the reward just to join your so-called wonderful money-making plan?" Bei Guran's tone was light.

"That's right." Watanabe Yumi sighed, his tone unchanged, "Oh, this white handkerchief is still patterned, and I don't know that it belongs to that beautiful girl."

"..." Bei Guran made no comment.

"The containers in the warehouse are all there, but the inside is empty." Watanabe Yumi immediately turned to the topic.

"Where is the box for the ingredients?" Bei Guran was not surprised that Watanabe had not changed the topic suddenly, and continued smoothly.

"It's empty." Watanabe Yumi seemed to have opened the box, "It's almost like locusts passing through the border, there are no roots or leaves."

"Not a single vegetable leaf?" Bei Guran slightly raised his eyebrows, "You cook well, you should be familiar with the taste of the ingredients, Yumi Watanabe."

"You think I'm a dog's nose?" Yumi Watanabe seemed to understand Bei Guran's meaning in seconds.

"Multifunctional tool, peach blossom knife." Bei Guran said flatly.

"Should I thank you for not directly saying that I am a royal police dog." Watanabe said weakly.

"In my opinion, you are a little more useful than police dogs." Bei Guran was extremely indifferent.

"It doesn't smell like any food, it doesn't look like a box that has been filled with ingredients." Arimi Watanabe heard the sound of fabric rubbing, he said in a low voice and quickly, "It's really interesting, the clean ones are sold in the wholesale market It’s like an empty container.” He chuckled softly, “Could it be that the ghosts transported all these things away.”

"Peach Blossom Fan, I checked the surveillance records. No one was photographed in the student union archives room. After all, it is a school. There are not many surveillance cameras. They did not achieve multi-angle shooting. Maybe they avoided it." There was a slight buzzing sound, and a voice came in, "And the warehouse, oh yes, Peach Blossom Knife, I suggest you leave quickly, someone is coming to check the warehouse."

"Thank you for the reminder." Watanabe Yumi smiled, and a strange voice came from there.

Soon he seemed to jump down from somewhere, followed by some distant noises, apparently he had left the temporary warehouse.

"...The monitoring of the warehouse is more interesting. Only the presidents of various clubs came to the warehouse during the preparation time at 10 am in the morning. Due to the high participation of the physics club, the paintball was used very quickly. The president of the physics club and the general committee member Tomomi Akasaka came for the second time at 30:[-] am and found things disappeared," another voice continued.

"Who was the one who finally confirmed the supplies and left?" Bei Guran asked.

"Chairman of the General Affairs Committee, Akasaka Tomomi." A gentle voice came from the earphone.

"..." Bei Guran's footsteps paused, his eyes were facing the light.

The teaching building is full of jubilant and cheerful noises.

"Who is the person who confirmed the delivery of the supplies in the morning and sent them into the warehouse together?" Bei Guran asked again.

After confirming on the earphone for a while, he said, "Student Union accountant, Ikeda Kazuya."

"..." Bei Guran narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, casting her shadow on the ground.

"Hey, the peach blossom fan's brain started to turn?" As if aware of Bei Guran's pause, Watanabe Arimi's voice with a lazy smile flowed quietly like running water, clear and beautiful.

"The movement of the brain is the embodiment of the survival of life. If your brain does not move, you will be brain dead." Bei Guran said lightly, "In addition, the mystery of the crying in the library can also satisfy curiosity, little boy. "

"I said that the little boy is not me—" Watanabe paused, seeming to realize what she meant, "Oh...do you have the answer to that strange story? Don't you want to say it's the girl from the library? The ghost got rid of these things." Having said that, he laughed, obviously not thinking so.

"..." Bei Guran directly ignored Yumi Watanabe's words, "I need you to check two things for me, I want to know the answer right away."

"Huh?" Watanabe replied.

"Peach Blossom Wine, haven't you exited the monitoring system yet?" Bei Guran asked another person.

"No." Another voice answered quickly.

"Peach Blossom Fan, what did you think of?" Watanabe asked with a smile.

Disappeared ingredients, raw materials, financial books, invoices and receipts...

Except for her, except for the Ice Emperor Academy Festival...

As the time gradually approached noon, Bei Guran's lips curled into a slight smile, and there was a kind of vague burning eyes in the sun.

"Ah, I thought of something."

There is another possibility that something happened.

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 1.3

"Peach Blossom Wine, find Akasaka Tomomi who is still in the Ice Emperor Academy from the surveillance."

"Ok."

"As for the Peach Blossom Knife, verify two things."

"Ok?"

"First, go to the merchant to confirm their actual shipments; second..."

"second?"

"Secondly..."

"Bang -" a gunshot.

A short figure with a long blue ponytail and sportswear dodged the paintball with a one-handed front flip, and quickly dodged with a single shot without looking back.

The boy who was shot looked at the paintball marks on his body in surprise and sighed silently, but he was even more surprised by the person he saw afterward.

A figure flashed past very quickly, with silvery blue hair, quite long and messy, with a small braid tied behind the head.It was a young man in sportswear, probably because of his arched back, so he didn't look very tall. He had excellent motor skills, extremely agility, and good marksmanship, and he could shoot people with bullets.

This boy and the short figure just now seemed to be in the same team.

The flexible and well-coordinated movements of the two were like meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas, allowing their team to quickly win the victory.

They smiled at each other, dropped their guns, and clapped hands.

"Ah Ruo, your school's school festival this time is pretty good." The boy leaned down and put his back on Asakura Waka's shoulders, "Speaking of which, you have such good motor skills, you should go play tennis."

"One day you will be the same height as me, Masaharu." Asakura glanced at Nioh Masaharu who was pressing on him, "Also, I am not interested in any sweating sports."

"Pfft, how could that be?" Nioh Masaharu raised his eyebrows, smiling, "We are 35 centimeters behind."

"Are you 1.7 meters five? It looks like you don't even have 1.7 meters." Ma Cangruo looked at him suspiciously.

"I did it to match Aruo's height, and I seem to be a little taller this year~~~" Masaharu Nioh gestured a short distance with his fingers, and his tone rose in a wicked way, "Compared to Aruo, it's a remarkable improvement. Let's go~"

"It's better than just growing tall without brain capacity." Ma Cangruo complained mercilessly.

"Ah Ruo, your mouth has been poisoned a lot." Masaharu Nioh gave him a nasty smile, "Could it be that the confession was rejected because of not being tall enough?"

Ma Cangruo walked straight forward without raising his head.

"Pfft, are you angry?" Nioh Masaharu was still draping Asakura Waka, like a big brother draping an elementary school student, how ridiculous it looks to look hunched over, "Speaking of which, isn't there a secret society in your school that helps others? Well, you can ask them how to confess successfully~" he said with a smirk.

"You mean Peach Blossom Fan?" Ma Cangruo paused, tilted his head and raised his eyes slightly, looking at him with deep green eyes, "How did you know that?"

"My partner said that there is a secret society circulating in the alumni forum recently." Nioh Masaharu shook his finger at Asakura Waka, "Don't look at him with a gentleman face, he is actually a sullen nerd, and he knows the news on the forum very well. Very proficient."

"Yagyu compared to Lushi?" Ma Cangruo asked back.

"Yes, besides, Liu also mentioned this club. Hearing two people mention the same thing on the same day, it's hard not to remember." Cang Ruo, "Ah Ruo, with your expression, do you know something?"

Asakura grabbed Nioh Masaharu's face and pulled, "Seeing that you are so curious, I don't want to tell you."

Nioh Masaharu rubbed his chin, and didn't care about Asakurawaka's attitude and movements, his tone of voice raised slightly in pleasure, his eyes were full of narrow-minded and unstoppable smiles, "Ah Ruo, what do you really know, you dead man? Could it be to ask for advice on how to courtship~"

"White-haired fox, believe it or not, next time I will stun you and dye your hair blonde." Asakura kicked Nioh Masaharu's calf without hesitation.

Masaharu Nioh suppressed a smile while dodging, "Ah Ruo, I still think this hair color is more to my liking~"

Ma Cangruo snorted noncommittally.

"Seriously, what happened to the peach blossom fan? The name doesn't look like the name of a school club." Nioh Masaharu asked curiously.

Asakura shook off Nioh Masaharu's arm, walked outside the field, took out two bottles of water from his bag, and threw one bottle to Nioh Masaharu.

"According to the information collected by Liu, that peach blossom fan claims that as long as you can afford the corresponding price, you can solve any problem." Nioh Masaharu took a sip of water and said.

"Are you so curious because you want to ask how to confess to a girl or how to reject a girl?" Ma Cangruo said.

"Pfft~" Masaharu Nioh laughed and blinked slyly, "I want to ask Taohua Fan to help me pass the music exam this semester~"

"There is no cure for tone deafness." Ma Cangruo complained.

Masaharu Nioh shrugged his shoulders, with a handsome and uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, "Ah Ruo, you are not a second-way idiot in a dead house, and you can't save Lolicon."

Ma Cangruo rolled his eyes, "You're dying of light."

"I just don't like the heat, I don't like the sun," Nioh Masaharu said.

"Are you playing tennis indoors?" Ma Cangruo complained.

"So I just don't like it~~" Nioh Masaharu said cheerfully, "Compared to Aruo, you basically get a lot less sun than me."

Asakura glanced at Masaharu Nioh, and the corners of his mouth turned into a cat's mouth, "At least I'm not picky eaters, you will die of malnutrition and insufficient calorie intake sooner or later."

"In this case, I'm still taller than you, Aro." Nioh Masaharu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I wish you a bright red light for your music exam." Asang Ruo unscrewed the bottle of water and cursed with a smile.

Masaharu Nioh smiled lightly, and didn't care about his curse, and leaned forward, "Ah Ruo, are you really going to tell me about that peach blossom fan?"

"Just don't mess with it." Ma Cangruo shrugged and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Masaharu Nioh tilted his head.

"Three years ago, Ice Emperor already had a peach blossom fan." Asakura Ruo said, under Masaharu Nioh's curious eyes, the corners of his lips were bent, like a cat's mouth, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, "I don't know that in previous years What kind of Peach Blossom Fan is there, but don’t annoy the current Peach Blossom Fan.”

Nioh Masaharu looked interested, "It turns out there was a long time ago."

"It can be regarded as a traditional private secret society in the middle of the Ice Empire. It was established about half a century ago." Ma Cangruo explained, "It has always adhered to the concept of 'if a classmate is in trouble, you should lend a helping hand', but After the leader of Taohuafan graduated three years ago, there is no successor."

"Oh, it looks like a very righteous club~" Nioh Masaharu touched his chin and said, "But it's not right to collect money."

"The collection of money was only made this year, and it was proposed by the new Leader." Ma Cangruo said.

"Hmm..." Nioh Masaharu didn't comment.

"You just asked why it was called Peach Blossom Fan. In fact, the club was called Peach Blossom before, not Peach Blossom Fan." Asakura said to Nioh Masaharu as he walked out, "Peach Blossom Fan refers to the soul of the club, and this year The soul of the society——" Ma Cang Ruo paused, "It's a pervert whose IQ is different from ordinary people."

Masaharu Nioh raised his eyebrows, and was about to say something.

Ma Cangruo saw someone waving at him from a distance, tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips curved like a cat's mouth.

"Masaharu, if you want to play, keep playing, I have something to do." Seeing the man pointing to his ear, Ma Cangruo took out the single wireless earphone in his pocket, put it on, and waved it towards Nioh Masaharu He waved his hand, and ran over there quickly regardless of his expression.

Peach Blossom Fan, this secret society.

"Peach Blossom Spring, Peach Blossom Fan has been looking for you for a long time." A voice as clear as flowing water rang through the earphones.

"I haven't heard of a new job." Asakura Ruo tilted his head and looked at the people on the school square and said, smiling and walking in the direction of Watanabe Yumi, "What's the matter?"

"The accountant of the student union, Ikeda Kazuya, you know." Watanabe Yumi said.

"Do you want to disguise himself as him this time?" Asakura Ruo had already walked in front of Watanabe Yumi.

"In order to obtain business information more conveniently, I need to clean up the details. I need to use two identities to ask separately." Put the sign on.

Peach blossom spring, Ma Cangruo.

As a representative of Yangchun in March, it turns warm and cold, and then hot and cold. It seems like the spring breeze is warm, but the temperature suddenly drops, it seems like the spring rain is fine, but there is thunder, playing and teasing the world and the world, changing at any time The image in the eyes of the world - meaning, changeable.

Asakura threw the tools into his backpack, watched Watanabe and moved his neck, and after confirming that there were no defects, he waved to him, and disappeared behind the door in a flash.

Peach Blossom Knife, Yumi Watanabe.

As the representative of the golden autumn and September, he is the golden order, the autumn wind kills, he is agile, quick-moving, and flowing, he goes to the sky and enters the earth as if he is in the land of no one, as if everything is possible, and everything in his hands will be done with incomparable elegance and sharpness Like an art show—meaning, executed.

"Peach Blossom Fan." Ma Cangruo spoke into the wireless communication.

After a while, there was a buzzing sound, "Taohuachun, go to the peach blossom wine to replace her. She is in the tea restaurant opposite the teppanyaki stall." The voice was cold and the tone was flat.

"Ah Shang is at school?" Ma Cangruo frowned slightly, seemingly a little unhappy, "Why didn't you explain in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already run outside.

"Ah Ruo, don't worry, Zhou Zhu accompanied me here today, and I will accompany you all the way. I am also very careful, and nothing will happen." Following a burst of buzzing noises, a gentle and warm voice rang out, comforting.

"Peach Blossom Wine, continue to find Akasaka Tomomi's place." Bei Guran's voice