CHAPTER 567: 158. THE SO-CALLED "PRESIDENT" _2

"Everyone is looking forward to her and the Hentai Club’s defeat, so even if you announce the result like this now, nobody would say anything. In fact, they’d even praise you for handling it well."

"On the other hand, if you do anything more for her, they will be disappointed in you. Do you really want to go against the entire school?"

Yan Huan merely continued to look at Owen, unmoved.

"And besides, Yan Huan, let me tell you something, knowing this will give you peace of mind..."

Seeing this, Owen also moved closer to Yan Huan, staring at him as he spoke,

"The school’s academic affairs office has already started the process to preserve her student status. Don’t you know what this means?

"It means that the Golden Lion Group has already prepared for her departure from the school, showing that they never really cared about the outcome of this club war.

"Even Spencer’s mother isn’t paying attention to this. What’s the point of your effort?"

At this moment, only a few people around Principal Hermes knew that Spencer’s mother was watching the match from across the ocean despite the time difference.

After all, even Spencer herself didn’t know that her mother was secretly watching everything unfold.

Having said that, Owen stepped back a bit, his expression softened, and his voice gentler,

"Moreover, personally, the victory of this club war is very important to me.

"I have... a very important wish to fulfill.

"Just consider it a personal favor owed to you. Give me some face, and let’s end this matter here.

"Is that okay with you, Yan Huan?"

Owen, the son of the Linmen Defense Department Director.

This statement carried significant weight.

"Those who do wrong will be severely punished; everyone loves and supports your decision as the President of the Student Council; I get the reward I want.

"Spencer will continue her studies, consider this an obtained lesson, a retribution for all the annoying things she has done before..."

Owen looked at Yan Huan, questioning him word by word,

"This outcome, it’s good enough, right, Yan Huan?"

Yan Huan was about to speak when suddenly, a hand reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

He was slightly startled and turned around only to see Spencer looking at him with tear-streaked cheeks.

She sniffled and then, looking at Yan Huan, gave a small nod.

Meaning...

Let it be.

Spencer resigned herself.

Just like Owen said:

After weighing pros and cons, this was the best outcome, with no other way out.

Everyone benefits, and the wrongdoer is punished.

After all, Spencer was bound to leave the school. For someone like her, ending up like this is normal.

She was neither a bird nor a pig.

She no longer wanted to consider what she really was, what she had done wrong.

Then just imagine she was nothing, imagine she got everything wrong.

So be it...

Watching Spencer’s blue eyes slowly dimming, Yan Huan narrowed his eyes.

Is this it, really no other way?

Actually, in his heart, there was already an available solution.

But he was also aware of the risk of failure that came with this path more than anyone else.

And the rewards for success were negligible.

It was a choice that no sensible person would make...

Yet at that moment, feeling Spencer’s light grip on his sleeve, Yan Huan lowered his gaze.

The next second, he looked around again.

Around him, the audience in the stands were casting such noticeable gazes at Spencer.

Disdain, revulsion, disgust...

He then shifted his gaze towards Ye Shiyu, Sakuragi Hitomi, and finally, towards the direction of Bai Yi in the athletics field’s backstage.

Those were the directions of a few modifier Hosts.

And behind him, as he stepped forward, the sound of the modifier shattering slowly subsided.

He knew, once he spoke the words in his mind, a price would be paid.

Not only would the chance to resolve Spencer’s modifier disappear, but there would also be many serious consequences...

From all around, the heavy pressures of reality bore down on him.

It was as if even the wind was tugging at him, whispering in his ear,

"Do not proceed!"

"..."

Above the sky, clouds gathered, casting a solid shadow over his contemplative face.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

At this very moment, a drone buzzed above in the sky.

Yan Huan was slightly taken aback, and as he turned to look towards the edge of the arena, he saw Yahashiki holding the controller for the drone, looking straight at him.

The camera of the drone suddenly zoomed in, projecting Yan Huan’s close-up onto the giant screens on either side of the athletics field.

In this moment of utter silence.

From a distance, the bell of Yuanyue, symbolizing the commencement of the final match, suddenly chimed in,

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

It was like a peal of thunder, breaking the cocoon of silence at that moment...

Making Yan Huan, deep in thought with bowed head, lift his head slightly.

...

...

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The evening light filtered through the corridor, shining on Yan Huan’s face as he looked up.

At this moment, he, who had just enrolled, was dressed in Yuanyue Academy’s uniform, waiting for someone at the door of Class B.

The students from the external branch of Yuanyue usually wore uniforms, a kind of unspoken convention that was beneficial to both parties.

"Yahashi, the PowerPoint for this group report is also up to you, please take care of it."

"Oh oh..."

The next second, several girls walked out of Class B.

They lingered on Yan Huan’s face for a few seconds, then gave a slight smile and walked away,

"Hey, speaking of which, do you guys know that E class girl, Yuanlina?"

"The airhead who doesn’t get it?"

"Yeah, haha... true, such an airhead. She can’t even catch on to people’s sarcasm, so clueless."