Love Purification Agreement

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Ashley

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At noon, in the Student Union Office.

You Anlina was bored, holding dozens of UNO cards in her hand, tilting her head and complaining to Yahashiki with a look of despair.

"I used to feel exhausted whenever the president assigned me any work, but now I'm suddenly bored when I don't do anything at all."

"Well, wouldn't it be great if you could study? Final exams are coming up soon, and even the president is reviewing."

Yahashiki pushed up his glasses and played a "+4" card as if nothing had happened.

On the side, Ashley glared at him, drew four cards and said,

"The president has to tutor Spencer, there's nothing I can do about it. But why is Vice President Sakuragong suddenly so excited recently? She wants to help with everything.

"Isn't the High Table dinner already busy enough? Why does she have to do final exams and some regular meetings?"

After Ashley played a blue number card, Youanlina looked at the president's seat and speculated,

"Maybe it's because you saw that the president has been very tired recently, and you want to share his pressure?"

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But in the president's seat, Yan Huan was resting with his eyes closed like a Buddha.

He bathed in the sunlight streaming in from the window, seemingly absorbing the yang energy between heaven and earth.

In reality, he was eavesdropping on the conversation between Sakuramiya Hitomi and other student council members who were arranging matters related to the exam room downstairs.

"When posting notices in the future, please pay attention to the appearance. Post them from left to right and from top to bottom in order. Don't just post them in empty spaces."

"Uh, okay."

"Look at the position of my measuring tape. Ten centimeters from the edge is ideal, and the distance between notices should also be five centimeters."

"what?"

The other students looked at each other, but still followed Sakuramiya Hitomi's advice, measuring the distance one by one with a ruler and posting various official notices.

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Upstairs, Yan Huan opened his eyes, then stood up, walked to the window, and glanced down.

Below, Sakuramiya Hitomi, wearing a small hat, was watching them post the notice.

As she was watching, her cell phone rang again.

"Ding ~"

"Hey, are you guys already at the hotel? Hey, don't start working yet. Wait until I get there and I'll watch you through it."

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"Well, some of the content wasn't quite complete before. I thought about it last night and wanted to add some."

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"I know this is the third time I've added something, but I still have hope."

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While talking on the phone, Sakuramiya Hitomi hurried towards the school gate, as if she was going to the High Table Dinner Hotel in Beihai District.

Watching her leave, Yan Huan's expression became more and more strange, but he still turned around and picked up the coat draped over the chair.

"I have something to do, so I won't have lunch with you."

"Ahhh, okay, President."

Yan Huan left the student union office decisively and ran towards the equipment room.

"Click~"

The door opened and the furnishings inside remained the same as before.

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and looked around, but found that there was no sign of Jiao Xiao Ying Gong and Ku Ying Gong.

Not here yet?

Yan Huan closed the door, then glanced down at the time on his phone.

"drop"

However, the moment he closed the door, a golden countdown suddenly appeared on the wall.

486: 27: 32

Hour countdown?

Yan Huan blinked and did some calculations in his mind.

20 days?

Yan Huan frowned and opened the calendar, then glanced at the time.

There are still two weeks left before the final exams, and then after the final exams.

High Table Dinner?

Yan Huan quickly raised his eyes and looked at the countdown on the wall. Only then did he suddenly realize that the countdown referred to the time for the high table dinner.

No.

To be more precise, it’s not until the high table dinner, but until the dance begins!

But what's the point of this thing?

Could it be that Sakuramiya, who has an inferiority complex, is looking forward to the ball so much that he set up a countdown like an alarm clock in the barrier to remind himself to hurry up and prepare it?

"Boom!"

At this moment, the door of the equipment room suddenly opened.

The door handle trembled slightly, and the next second, the door suddenly opened.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

“Close the door quickly!!”

As soon as the door opened, the petite Sakuramiya and the cool Sakuramiya who were in a panic were revealed outside the door.

Both of them had pale faces and rushed into the barrier with difficulty.

"Sakura Palace."

"Ah, President!"

As soon as they saw Yan Huan, their expressions instantly lit up, as if they had found their backbone.

But it was this moment of distraction that made them forget to close the door immediately.

"Crack!"

Behind him, an extremely dark hand suddenly grabbed the door.

Then, the owner of the hand slowly put his head into the barrier.

However, the figure that had no facial features yesterday now had the outline of a nose and eyes. The cherry color at the end of the long hair was so conspicuous that it immediately attracted Yan Huan's attention.

"Goo~"

"Ugh! The monster is coming!!"

monster?

The petite Sakuramiya was frightened by the thing and flew behind Yan Huan's head in panic, trying frantically to get into his collar.

But the larger Ku Ying Gong was in a miserable state. She was so frightened that she stood there in a daze.

Seeing the figure with blurred features coming in and approaching the Ku Ying Palace with his head tilted, Yan Huan's eyes narrowed and he ran towards the Ku Ying Palace on his own initiative.

"hiss!"

Yan Huan, who had eaten his mouth last night, activated his kissing god and pulled Ku Yinggong behind him.

However, just when Yan Huan clenched her fists and turned around with a fierce look in her eyes, ready to attack the monster behind her, the monster looked at her strangely and did not move.

"President."

Her hoarse voice was squeezed out from the depths of her throat little by little, with a hint of shyness and childish joy.

“Uaaaaah, don’t hurt the president! Watch out!!”

Yan Huan was slightly startled and was about to speak when Ku Yinggong behind him gritted his teeth and rushed out with a baseball bat in hand, hitting the monster on the head with the bat.

"Boom!"

After a slight sound, the monster was as fragile as a potato chip, and its entire head was dented.

"click"

Then, cracks began to appear on the monster's body little by little, until it could no longer stand. It fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

Yan Huan stared blankly at the monster falling in front of him, never expecting that this creature was so fragile.

Because Kusakuramiya seemed to have inherited Sakuramiya's weakness, the strength of the blow he used just now was like that of a primary school student, and he ended up being directly killed by the "monster" in front of him?

"buzz"

But what was beyond Yan Huan's expectation was that after the monster turned into ashes, it turned into a strange masked body like the other Sakura Palaces.

".Great, beat her!"

The petite Sakuramiya flew out, sat on Yan Huan's head and clenched her pink fists.

"I didn't expect her to be so fragile. If we had known, we wouldn't have had to run away earlier."

Ku Yinggong looked at the bat in his hand with a look of surprise on his face.

Only Yan Huan frowned, squatted down, and picked up the simple mask that appeared from the ashes.

"She's also Sakuramiya."

Holding the mask gently, Yan Huan turned around and looked at Ku Yinggong and Jiao Xiao Yinggong and said so.

"what?"

"real or fake."

Yan Huan nodded, pointing to her hair that was turning into ashes and the mask in her hand.

"She has the same features as you, but..."

Yan Huan couldn't figure out how she got here. Several possibilities suddenly popped up in his mind, so he asked,

"Is it possible that the Sakuramiya that Perfect Sakuramiya killed before has been resurrected?"

".Well, it doesn't look like it."

However, after watching it, both Sakuranomiya shook their heads in unison.

This actually made Yan Huan a little surprised, so he had to ask,

"How do you know for sure?"

"Well, because... President, you may not know that although each of us Sakuramiya looks very similar to Hitomi and can easily pretend to be each other, our true nature, that is, the mask, will never lie."

The petite Ying Gong flew in front of Yan Huan, covering her chest and said,

"Each Sakuramiya mask is unique, so just identifying the mask will reveal Sakuramiya's true identity."

As she spoke, she turned back to look at the plain mask in Yan Huan's hand, which looked like it had not been taken out of the kiln yet, and tilted her head and said,

"I roughly know which Sakuramiyas died. Their masks definitely didn't look like this."

"Is that so?"

The petite Sakura Palace landed in Yan Huan's palm and curiously poked the white mask with her hand, her expression becoming even more puzzled.

"This mask not only has no color or shape, but it's also much smaller than ours. It looks like..."

Before she finished speaking, Ku Yinggong squatted down behind her, pinching her chin and said,

"Like, a newly born Sakuramiya."