Love Purification Agreement

"Well, never mind, you're such a clueless guy... How's the setup for the entertainment area going?"

"Yeah, everything's ready: fortune-telling, two-player games, claw machines, and the most important thing: the haunted house, right?"

"That's good."

After these words, Sakuramiya Hitomi's restless heart finally calmed down.

Once again, the sinister expression of a "planner" appeared in her heart, and of course she couldn't stop daydreaming.

As long as there is such a series of activities, the flame of love will be successfully ignited, and the presidency will be mine!

"As long as these activities are successful, it won't be long before Yan Huan confesses his love to me, and he will be mine."

This way, he wouldn't violate the persona he had established all along, and wouldn't let the president find out about his flaws. As long as he kept pretending,

"It won't go against the persona I've always established. I'll make Yan Huan feel that being together is perfectly natural. I'll just keep pretending so that he doesn't discover my true self."

As she was thinking, Sakuramiya Hitomi touched her chin and raised her head blankly, looking at Nara who was not understanding her thoughts at all.

She had already guessed Sakuramiya Hitomi's thoughts almost exactly.

"Eh?"

".It's so easy to guess, Miss. Your thoughts are written all over your face."

Nara sighed, but then revealed a natural and charming smile.

"However, I'm afraid you will only be so honest in front of me, Miss Sakuramiya?"

Sakuramiya pursed her lips, looked at Nara and snorted.

"It's because we're accomplices, knowing each other's most embarrassing secrets. So, we should stick together for warmth, right?"

"Well, no matter what the reason is, since you trust me so much, I'll give you a little hint."

"Sister? You?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi was about to show a disdainful expression, but Nara raised his index finger and shook it a few times.

"Miss, don't you claim to know Yan Huan very well?"

"Of course. I know exactly what the president is doing every day, and the same goes for the others."

"Putting aside the question of 'Can you hide your true self forever?', I have a question for you, young lady."

Nara raised his eyes to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, and aimed at her heart like an arrow on a bowstring.

"Yan Huan is busy with studies, student union affairs, and part-time work every day. Where does she find the extra time to talk about love with you, young lady?"

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"Besides, even if your parents are open-minded and allow you to date freely, they will probably still be very picky about everything about your future husband, especially his family background and financial situation, right?"

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With just two words, Nara threw the bloody reality in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi.

These questions are probably more terrifying than her decision to hide her true self in front of Yan Huan for the rest of her life, right?

Yes, the president has to work, and mom and dad also...

"I"

Sakuramiya Hitomi gasped, as if she could not refute these cruel realities that were like mountains.

But in the next second, Sakuramiya Hitomi suddenly thought of something.

Wait a moment.

The president is not completely without background!

I still remember that on Friday, Ye Shiyu and her mother Ye Lan went to Yan Huan’s rental house. At that time, Sakuramiya Hitomi almost broke down because of this incident.

So on Saturday, in addition to asking Nara to arrange a "trap for Yan Huan" in the entertainment area today, she also investigated more information about the Ye mother and daughter.

It is not difficult to find out that Ye Lan is a direct senior executive of the now famous Ye International, and his strength should not be underestimated.

With Ye Lan backing the president, not only will the president no longer be so busy working, but it will also fill the gap in the president's background!

Thinking of this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes lit up slightly.

The photo of Ye Lan in yesterday's file seemed to have grown an angel's halo and wings at this moment, showing a loving smile to Sakuramiya Hitomi.

"Girl, pray sincerely to the god (Ye Lan), she will bless your love~"

At this moment, Sakuramiya Hitomi wished she could convert to the "Ye Lan Religion", a sect whose existence she didn't know whether it existed or not.

Under the illusory Ye Lan's loving gaze, Sakuramiya Hitomi's brain started spinning faster and faster.

Everyone in her family dotes on her, otherwise they would not have agreed to let her come to Linmen to study alone.

And he also knew that the president himself was an outstanding person and not a gigolo who relied on his looks to make a living.

As long as you work hard and explain to your parents that you will be a good person, what Nara said will not be an obstacle at all!

Hiss, think carefully.

Isn't this just a case of having the right time, right place, and right people?

Doesn't this prove that the president and I are destined to be together?!

Doesn't this mean that I have already...

Winning is a sure thing!!

Under Ye Lan's loving gaze, Vice President Sakuramiya Hitomi bathed in holy light, as if she had achieved transcendence.

But in the next second, an expressionless and cold-faced girl suddenly appeared behind the kind god.

She has horns on her head, a pair of bat wings and a heart-shaped devil tail behind her.

Although he had no expression on his face, he made Sakuramiya Hitomi feel so disgusted and disgusted.

It’s Ye Shiyu.

Wait a moment.

If you think along this line of thought, doesn't that mean that the high matching success rate between me and the president should be thanks to that sister named Ye Shiyu?

calm

Calm down, Sakuramiya Hitomi.

The president said that Ye Shiyu is just his sister.

There's nothing wrong with that. Who doesn't have brothers and sisters at home? That's normal.

At this moment, Sakuramiya Hitomi's mind suddenly flashed back to the feeling she had on Tuesday in the principal's office, when she inexplicably wanted to believe that Spencer and the president were just having a normal study group.

Is the look Ye Shiyu gave the president the look a sister should give her brother?

And why would you think so?

Blame it on Spencer!!

Nara in front of him saw Sakuramiya Hitomi lost in thought, her face was excited at one moment and cold at another, and he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

But forget it, I'm just a bodyguard, and I was just giving Miss Sakuramiya a reminder out of kindness.

As for how to do it specifically, that was not her concern.

When it comes to love, the two people in the relationship are always the ones who really put the effort into it; no one else can help.

She smiled slightly and looked outside the bathroom, then gently patted Sakuramiya Hitomi, who looked unhappy, to wake her up from her deep thoughts.

"Alright, I'll go wait for you guys in the entertainment area. Don't keep your party waiting too long, Miss Sakuramiya."

"Ah sneeze!!"

Golden Lion Convention and Exhibition Center, inner circle fan zone.

In a large area enclosed by curtains, a beautiful blonde girl suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.

She sniffed, with a puzzled expression on her face.

"No way, is Santa really so vindictive? Why does he keep cursing me?"

It was the clever and wise golden lion, Aria Spencer.

She looked at the long lines of stalls around her, which listed the doujinshi and games they were selling, all with titles that Spencer could not understand at all.

I don't know what that word means either.

Literacy is difficult in itself, and she doesn't understand why there have to be such complicated codes and abbreviations.

Are you afraid that others will understand?

In fact, this thing is a rating sign, which means that people under the age of eighteen are not allowed to enter.

Linmen’s grading system is very complete, so people with various needs can always get works that meet their needs.

But this certainly has its drawbacks. For example, certain graded products can always find their way into groups where they should not be sold in strange ways.

No matter how strict the review is, there will always be loopholes.

For example, right now, there is no need to check IDs. As long as you don't have an obvious face like a primary school student, you can lift the curtain and come in without being stopped.

Anle, who was traveling with me, was very excited after arriving here and said that he was going to buy something he really wanted.

Spencer didn't understand any of this and just sat at the door waiting for her to come out.

"Wow, this time Mr. Jiao Tan's new work is amazing!"

"Yeah, that feeling of having everything taken away from someone who has everything and is happy and content."

Spencer, who was sitting there doing nothing, suddenly looked up as if he heard something interesting.

Her golden hair became slightly brighter as if glowing. Turning around, she saw two otakus wearing masks, each holding a black bag in their arms, and talking happily.

"Especially the falling part."

"Yeah, yeah! That part was amazing! He still had feelings for his lover, but had to give in to his instincts. That expression as he gradually broke down from forbearance to complete self-destruction and depravity."

As they were talking, they seemed to feel an extremely chill.

It’s as if something precious is about to leave you.

This illusion suddenly arose in my mind.

They were stunned and turned to look, and saw a very beautiful blonde girl looking at them with her hands folded.

"Hey, what are you two talking about? I'm very interested~"

"I"

Although she was so beautiful, she made the two of them feel disgusted and afraid.

One of them was about to say something, but the person behind him shook his head and quickly pulled his companion away.

"Tsk, coward."

Spencer yawned and curled his lips as he watched the two men running away in panic with the black bags in their arms.

"Um. Spencer, I'm back."

"what?"

With his hands folded and his head held high, Spencer, looking like a strong man, turned around and saw Anle, who was wearing a mask and holding seven or eight black bags.

“Although it took some effort to get netizens to help me buy them, I finally bought all the new works I was interested in.”

Even with a mask on, Spencer could vaguely catch a glimpse of a blush that couldn't be hidden by the mask and seemed to complement her excited words.

On the shoulder, the illusory little finger rolled its eyes.

"I play games and read comics that are all more outlandish than the last, but when it comes to real life, I'm completely clueless. What's the point?"

Anle glanced at the little finger on his shoulder, and then returned to reality from the excitement of buying a new work.

She lowered her head a little more embarrassedly and held the black bags in her arms tighter.

"So, what's in these black bags? You all look so excited after buying them."

"Ahh, this?"

Anle looked at Spencer, who was full of confusion, and wanted to explain, but he couldn't say anything.

How can I tell people outside the circle about these weird works?