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"No," Qiyun sipped his oolong tea as he rejected Hikigaya's request to quit. Deep down, he knew what was going on. Totsuka Ayaka had approached Hikigaya, hoping he could join the underdog tennis club to change the situation. So, Hikigaya was trying to quit the Service Club, pretending to join, and then slowly fade out of it.
Putting aside the fact that he wasn't the real Yukinoshita and had no authority to make such a decision, the real Yukinoshita wouldn't agree to Hikigaya's request to quit, knowing that such an approach wouldn't change the current situation at all and would only stagnate the club's progress.
"Well, can't you find a way to help Totsuka? ...What would you do?" Hikigaya frowned and asked Qiyun. In his mind, the school-renowned Yukinoshita would surely have a reasonable solution.
"I'm so sorry, I'm not Yukinoshita. I definitely wouldn't want to get involved," Qiyun sighed silently. Another plot point? Can't I just take a break? At least let me live a peaceful life like before?
Qiyun silently put down his oolong tea, resting his chin on his hand. He spoke slowly,
"I'll make them practice day and night until their rackets break. All skills are improved through constant practice."
"Uh, your method is quite cruel," Hikigaya said, seeming a little frightened by Qiyun's sinister tone.
"Hello, I brought my client here today," Yuigahama Yui excitedly opened the office and waved to the two people inside, her bun fluttering in her crisp short hair.
Behind her were Yukinoshita and the un-masculine-looking Totsuka Ayaka, who gazed into the club room with a soft, yet slightly timid look.
"How adorable!" Qiyun and Hikigaya exclaimed in unison, their faces flushing as they turned away, seemingly avoiding being seen.
Everyone was gathered around a long table, with Totsuka Ayaka in the center, explaining her purpose.
"So you want us to help you improve your tennis skills, right?" Qiyun asked, looking at Totsuka Ayaka.
"Yes... yes, I think if my skills improve, everyone will work together... I guess." Totsuka Ayaka looked a little awkward, her hands resting firmly on her thighs, her tone tinged with timidity and uncertainty.
"How adorable! How could such adorable qualities be found in a boy?" Qiyun felt she suddenly understood why the Great Teacher was so irresistible to Totsuka Ayaka. Besides being a boy, everything about her was quite good.
"So, what are you going to do?"
To Qiyun's surprise, Yukinoshita spoke first. Qiyun saw clearly that Hikigaya was about to speak, but after hearing what Yukinoshita said, she swallowed her words.
"Of course, practice hard, practice makes perfect." Qiyun slammed her hand on the table, making a crisp sound, which scared everyone in front of her.
"Xiaoxue, doesn't it hurt?" Yuigahama Yui asked worriedly, with an expression of reluctance on her face.
Of course it hurts, Qiyun's expression is almost stiff, he hit too hard, he shouldn't be so pretentious.
"It's okay." Qiyun still has a calm expression on his face, just silently put his hands behind his back.
"It seems to be quite painful." Everyone thought in their hearts in unison.
The special training of several people started soon, starting with physical training. According to the original plot, Yukinoshita should have played the role of a military advisor, watching everyone's training from the side, but now Qiyun is inside Yukinoshita's body, so she also changed into dark green sportswear and trained with everyone.
"Haa...Haa...Haa..." Qiyun supported his knees with his hands and gasped heavily, sweat continuously dripping from his face. His originally flawless face was now flushed with red color after exercise, and a few strands of hair were tightly stuck to his face because of the sweat.
He felt that he could not hold on for more than three laps. It seemed that Yukinoshita's physical strength was worse than he thought. It's not that Yukinoshita's physical fitness was not good, but her endurance in certain aspects was relatively poor.
"Three laps is almost the limit." Qiyun turned his head and saw that Yukinoshita had stopped beside him. Although sweat was also dripping down Yukinoshita's face, her breathing was still very smooth, and she looked like she still had some strength left.
Qiyun always paid attention to his physical fitness. He had maintained this habit for a long time. Although he often stayed up late playing games, it was precisely because of this that he focused on improving his physical fitness. Only with a healthy body could he enjoy life more fully. His thoughts at the time were quite simple; of course, he didn't think it was because he had no friends or nothing to do.
"That's not my limit," Qiyun smiled at Yukinoshita, took a deep breath, and continued running.
Watching Qiyun's back, Yukinoshita's eyes remained on him for a long time, a strange expression flickering across his face, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts," Qiyun moaned as he lay in bed that night. The price of today's excessive exercise, Qiyun felt as if his whole body was falling apart. It suddenly made Qiyun feel like he had gone back in time, wondering if he had collapsed in bed like this after his first excessive exercise many years ago.
Thinking of this, a smile suddenly crossed Qiyun's lips. He slowly closed hIS eyes, the pain fading from his face as He shifted into a serene expression before falling into a deep sleep.
When he woke up the next day, although he still felt a slight soreness, it was almost nonexistent compared to the day before.
"Yo," Qiyun pumped his fist vigorously. He felt that if he continued at this level, her stamina wouldn't be a constraint anymore, at least not during tennis matches like she had before.
"Let's go,"
Qiyun confidently walked out of the room, head held high, ready to begin another day of training.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Qiyun, holding onto her waist, fumbled to open the door. Although she still looked disheveled, compared to yesterday's stiff, straightened-up performance, she felt she had made considerable progress.
Casually dropping his backpack onto the sofa, Qiyun slowly reached out and began to undo the ties at her collar. As he did so, Yukinoshita's exquisite body was exposed to the air. Her smooth, alluring back revealed a graceful silhouette, her delicate collarbone brimming with rosy, slender skin, her slender waist, and her delicate breasts, clad in a bra, all revealed the body's natural beauty.
Honestly, Qiyun had grown accustomed to the sight. Perhaps it was the change in body, but the sight of Yukinoshita's naked body didn't evoke the intense desire he'd imagined. Instead, it felt familiar. Perhaps it was Niuniu who was controlling his desire.
He casually slipped off his school skirt, revealing a pair of slender, straight, snow-white legs that shone with a delicate sheen, their firm, full thighs stretched taut and straight, a sight that made one want to rub and feel the smooth, white flesh in his hands.
"Ah, so comfortable!" Qiyun, completely immersed in the tub, had even prepared a bubble bath for himself, his slender legs barely visible in the tub.
He evenly slathered the foam on his slender arms, humming a strange song. He felt incredibly happy, a sort of triumphant feeling, like the king had summoned him to patrol the mountains.