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Saito Haruka's words reached her ears again, and Isomoto Yuka wanted to exclaim "How could this be?!" but she swallowed them back down.

She could have kept these words to herself; no, she could have kept many of them to herself.

Yuka Isomoto never clearly sensed that Harutori was truly willing to share with her.

"Is this normal?::::" The question escaped his lips before he could even process it.

Saito Harutori glanced at her sideways, toying with the ends of her hair in her other hand, and said:

"So what is the normal standard? Oh, it seems the results are already in."

Hearing the girl's cheerful laughter, Yuka Isomoto turned her gaze and discovered that the girl who received the name cake was Amemori.

The competition wasn't very fierce. The popular girls who were teased by the other students didn't speak up. For example, Saito Haruka and Nagase Tsukiyo never participated in the distribution of the cake.

Even Tachibana Kuno remained silent.

Sakurako Yukawa watched from the sidelines with a smile, like a little mother.

"I also want to try Kitahara-sensei's cooking; the ingredients must be delicious!"

"I think this is what Rain Guardian-senpai deserves."

The girls were having a great time chatting.

Seeing Yushou holding the cake with a happy face, yet forcing herself to remain calm, Yuka Isomoto suddenly regretted not having the same "big picture" perspective as Haruka Saito. She couldn't imagine or plan for the future; she simply hoped to eat a cake with his name on it.

In Yuka Isomoto's heart, emotion always trumps reason, but it is precisely because of this emotion that she longs for him every day.

I fantasize about having a serendipitous encounter with him someday, and I fantasize about the world ending one day, and my unwavering devotion to him.

It was through her emotional fantasies that she was able to persevere.

Tonight, Yuka Isomoto might once again fantasize, "Actually, I've already eaten this cake."

She kept creating scenarios in her mind to satisfy herself, but it was too stupid to fantasize about herself alone, and it was too shameful to admit that she didn't have the courage.

To stop herself from overthinking, Yuka Isomoto sighed softly and went to look up her name.

"It seems like Tachibana has given up." Nagasawa Miya, who was standing on the outermost edge, said in a low voice, looking at Kuno Tachibana, who was searching for a name with Kurosawa Maki.

Even the usually reserved Kirishima Mai was on the outermost edge. She raised her eyebrows, opened her cherry-red lips, and said:

"What did you give up?"

"Teacher Kitahara."

Nagasawa Miyabi braced her buttocks against the corner of the table, placed her hands on the table for support, and sat down with a thud, gently swinging her legs as she spoke.

“If it were before, she would definitely have used her charm and tried her best, but now she is unusually quiet.”

The sunlight streaming in from the window fell on her thighs, making the shadows beneath her skirt appear even heavier.

"Does getting the results in advance change how you treat someone?" Goto Yu said softly as he squatted on the ground picking up confetti from the fireworks.

Nagasawa Miya tilted her head, and upon careful consideration, she realized that this was indeed the case.

"What's the rush for this child? She's just a high school freshman," she muttered with some dissatisfaction, as if she were the one who had taken the action.

Kirishima Mai remained silent, her gaze fixed on Goto Yu, who was crouching on the ground.

She was trying to pick up a piece of colored confetti stuck to the ground, but no matter what she did, she couldn't lift it up, and she kept repeating the process.

"Mai-yi," Kuno Tachibana's voice came from beside her ear, "You eat this."

Looking up, I noticed she was holding a paper plate with the name "Kuno Tachibana" written on the white chocolate cake on it.

"Thank you."

"fine."

Nagasawa Miya crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Hey Tachibana, aren't you going to help me and Yuuki?"

Kuno Tachibana lifted his chin and said:

"I don't have that many hands, and this isn't written according to the phonetic chart, so it's too troublesome to find."

"Didn't you notice that the names are arranged according to voice part? I'm definitely in clarinet."

"Oh, I see."

"Whoa, no way."

Nagasawa Miya slumped her shoulders in frustration, because Kuno Tachibana stared wide-eyed in surprise, seemingly not pretending to be stupid.

How offline is it exactly?

"Kitahara-sensei, please have this!" Akamatsu Sayaka called out loudly, holding a cake with Eri and Amemori's names written on it.

Kitahara Hakuba accepted the cake without hesitation. For him, eating the cake from the two girls who took it was probably the safest option.

Of course, Sakurako and others could also do it.

Chapter 316, Section 315: If you're going to eat, eat the cake from the future (4K) >>

He was well aware of this; it was best not to eat those girls with whom he had some entanglements.

That's what he thought, and that's what the girls thought too.

Saito Haruka quickly found her name and wanted to exchange it with Isomoto Yuka, but then she saw that Nagase Tsukiyo was alone.

In this setting, eating a cake with your own name on it would likely be ridiculed.

The cheerful chatter of the club members kept reaching his ears, and Saito Haruka could fully feel the tension clinging to Nagase Tsukiyo.

"Moonlit night."

Before she could react, Yuka Isomoto, who was beside her, had already stepped forward and handed her the cake, saying,

"Shall we switch?"

After a while of busy work, Nagase Tsukiyo was indeed a little lost while everyone around her was exchanging name cakes.

She had intended to swap cakes with Eri, but Eri took the initiative to get Kitahara-sensei's cake, leaving her all alone. The other members didn't dare to come up.

The second option is to hope that Kitahara-sensei will notice me. If it were him, he would definitely be able to observe my loneliness.

The idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel.

Kitahara Hakuba was in the center of the crowd, and countless female club members wanted to offer him cakes. Just politely declining them was enough to keep him busy.

The third option was to get Sakura's attention, believing that with her position as department head and her "motherly" abilities, she could surely help him escape the "dangerous situation."

But the girl with the three braids was already busy arranging order, so she didn't have time to observe her.

"Is it okay? Where's Harutori?" Nagase Tsukiyo blinked repeatedly to hide her nervousness.

Saito Haruka stepped forward, pretending not to notice her odd behavior, and said with a smile:

"Just give me yours, and I'll give mine to Yu Xiang."

Yuka Isomoto flashed a youthful, radiant smile, her tone extremely sincere:

"You treated me to a lot of cakes before, and although this time it's on the company's dime, I'll still make do with this."

"Thank you, Yuka." Nagase Tsukiyo pursed her lower lip slightly.

"It's fine."

Kitahara Hakuba had actually noticed Nagase Tsukiyo alone a while ago, but it would be too conspicuous to look after her in front of more than ninety club members.

He felt like he was giving her special treatment. If he were a student, he definitely wouldn't have missed this opportunity to show off, but unfortunately, he wasn't.

"Yuka is such a good girl," Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself, taking a bite of cake.

The cakes are all the same and there is no difference in taste. Both the Rain Guardian and the Eri cake are delicious, but the Rain Guardian cake has more cream and the Eri cake has more cake base.

It's not bad to eat them together.

"wait a minute!"

While they were eating, Sakurako Yukawa suddenly shouted out.

"What's wrong? Why are you so startled?" Akamatsu Sayaka said.

Sakurako Yukawa clenched her fist and said excitedly:

"Where are the flowers for Kitahara-sensei?! What happened? Weren't we supposed to serve the flowers first, then the cake?!"

"Oh, right, Tenkai-senpai?" Akamatsu Sayaka turned her gaze to the side.

The boys were playing a cream-smearing contest, with each boy's face covered in pure white cream.

Tianhai Cang's face, hair, and clothes were covered in spots of cream. They had been laughing and joking, but they fell silent when the senior girls pressed them for answers.

Is there really such a thing?

"Of course that's true. Since you like me, you should keep my words in mind," Akamatsu Sayaka said with feigned sigh.

The fact that Amami Sou confessed her feelings to more than ten senior female students after the conference was no longer a secret within the club.

The girls were all kind-hearted and wouldn't complain to his face.

But their private complaints are even more outrageous.

"It's alright, it's alright, we can make another one." Seeing that her junior, Tenkai, was embarrassed, Yukawa Sakurako quickly said, "What about the bouquet?"

"No need, no need, this is already very good," Kitahara Hakuba said with a gentle smile. "I am already very touched."

At that moment, Suzuki Yoshie returned from the practice room next door, carrying a large bouquet of flowers in her hands.

The flowers were so large they covered her entire upper body. There were three large sunflowers, six carnations, and eleven champagne roses, surrounded by small flowers and green leaves, making her look vibrant.

Kitahara Hakuba had never received such a large bouquet before; he had only ever seen them in street-side flower shops, and sometimes he would think about it—

"Is it really necessary to send such a large bouquet? It would be better to send something practical, since withered flowers are just trash anyway."

But my previous thoughts have suddenly changed after experiencing it firsthand today.

That is, he knew that whether it was flowers or practical items, once they were given with sincerity, they would turn into mountains of gold and silver.

"It's a little clumsy, but it should be fine. The flowers smell nice too," Yukawa Sakurako said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

When Kitahara Hakuba received the bouquet, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. The petals were brightly colored, and when he lowered his head to smell them, they had a fragrance reminiscent of peaches and plums.

Kitahara Hakuba was somewhat relieved that the sudden addition of Tenkai Sou and others had disrupted the flow of the story; otherwise, he might have been moved to tears.

Looking at his team members, he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. His original intention as a mentor was to help them break through their limitations and reach a higher stage.