[When you kiss a new person of the opposite gender, it won't count towards the daily reward limit]

[But please remember, forcefully kissing someone will not earn any rewards and will also waste one opportunity]

Sss...

This...

When Yan Huan saw the reward, his eyes slightly narrowed.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered Spencer who had kissed him at the end of today's club battle.

If he chose this, wouldn't a morning kiss make him a superman every day?

Thus, he swallowed hard and reluctantly shifted his gaze downwards,

[Reward Level: 7]

[Superpower: None of Your Business.jpg]

[Effect: Limited to twice a week, after you fight, you can gain a random feature from the target, lasting for a whole day]

["Feature" includes body characteristics, psychological traits, and superpowers of the target]

"..."

What expression is Yan Huan wearing now?

He really wanted to smash this modifier with a Flame Fist as he looked at the interface appearing before him.

Perhaps trying it on some female superhero might still be feasible, but some useful powers are on males or anthropomorphic creatures.

You say...

If it's against an alien...

Just kidding, in reality, the choice of targets is a minor issue.

Can't I just play as Lin Gate's Pinocchio if it comes to worst?

I mean, having the surname Pin is quite normal, right?

The catch is, the random feature given by this power is incredibly unstable.

If done well, you might actually be able to get some Apocalypse-level abilities by generating your own electricity, and wrangle hand to hand with the modifier.

But if after all that effort, you only end up with the boobs of Supergirl, it's not even a matter of wasting effort but rather a matter demanding the use of a Flame Fist!

After pondering for a long time, Yan Huan finally settled his gaze on the second reward, "Kissing God."

After a moment of hesitation, he slowly reached out towards this reward.

"Giggle giggle~"

Just as Yan Huan's hand touched the second reward, that bell-like devilish laughter echoed again.

Immediately, the illusory interface started to shatter bit by bit, turning into wisps of pink smoke that seeped into Yan Huan's body.

The moment the smoke entered Yan Huan's body, he felt as if his lips and tongue had unlocked some energy channels akin to the Governor Vessel and Conception Vessel.

"How does it feel, Miao?"

Seeing Yan Huan touching his lips in a daze, Miao attempted to explore curiously and asked.

Yan Huan, feeling it meticulously, said dazedly,

"It feels nothing much… just... kind of want to kiss..."

"Miao?"

Miao blinked, swishing its tail as it gazed out of the window deeply, saying,

"It looks like spring has arrived, Miao. Spring is all about things ming... Miao miao miao!"

Before it could finish, Yan Huan pressed it down and performed a scene of "domineering Yan Huan's forceful love."

However, saying that, this option is indeed one of the few useful ones among the three.

Although he had no expectations for the useless Hajimi, he wasn't too disappointed now about not receiving some Godlike reward after today's club battle.

Rather...

He was hopeful about whether he could still see Spencer at school tomorrow.

Would the message he had the principal convey make her stay?

Thinking of this, Yan Huan lied down on the bed, casually tossing Miao aside like a bored player, then pulled up the bedding and said,

"Time to sleep, Miao. Can you turn off the light? Thanks."

"Miao?! Really..."

"Click."

Miao had difficulty using its paw pad to turn off the bedside lamp, but as the light went off, it unexpectedly didn't scurry into Yan Huan's arms in fear of the dark as usual.

Instead, it crouched next to the charging phone on the bedside table and looked at Yan Huan, asking,

"Isn't going to send a plane message to Miao?"

"Send to who?"

"You know who to send it to."

"..."

Yan Huan opened his eyes, turned around, and squinted at Miao pressing the screen bright with its paw pad, muttering,

"It's so late already, wouldn't we know if she comes tomorrow morning?"

But Miao seemed too lazy to complain and told Yan Huan,

"You need to be not only sincere but also proactive, Miao."

"It's as if you're some love guru on the side, Hajimi..."

Miao tipped its head up as if it took Yan Huan's words as a compliment.

However, suddenly, it glanced at the screen and said,

"Huh, Yan Huan, there's a message, Miao."

"..."

Yan Huan was slightly startled, thinking that Miao meant Spencer had messaged him, so he immediately picked up the phone to check.

But upon looking down, his expression froze slightly in confusion.

Miao tilted its head looking at him and asked,

"Is it from Spencer, Miao?"

"No… It's an email from the Lin Gate Education Bureau forwarded by the school's student affairs office."

"What does the email say, Miao?"

Yan Huan lifted his eyes to look at the black cat blinking its green eyes in the darkness, his expression quite complex,

"..."

...

...

"President!! So… does that mean… our whole school is going to… to conduct classes on physical health and sexual… sexual safety?!"

Monday morning, Yuanyue Academy, Student Council Office.

As mentioned before, every Monday morning, the student council management must come to the office to meet and arrange the activities for the upcoming week.

Generally speaking, unless there is some urgent notice, documents from the Education Bureau and various school departments are drafted over the weekend and submitted to the student council.

Now, that's the case.

Yuanlina, her face flushing red, biting her ten fingers, looked at Yan Huan sitting in the office chair, holding last night's official document but with a vacant look in his eyes.

Behind her, on the sofa beside her, other than Yahashiki who continued to nurture his digital pot plants indifferently with his phone, Sakuragi Hitomi and Ashley were seriously reading every word on it.

The document from the student affairs office was only initially forwarded to Yan Huan, so the others only saw it after fetching the documents from the front office mailbox when they arrived.

After hearing Yuanlina's astonished voice, Yan Huan's vacant stare slowly focused, returning to reality.

However, even so, his mind was still replaying the scene he saw when he visited Class C earlier.

Today…

Neither Spencer nor An Le came to school.

If it's said An Le didn't come because of hospitalization, then what about Spencer?

What's the reason?

Could it be, despite what he had told her, she still chose not to stay?

"..."

Thinking of this, Yan Huan subconsciously decided to open Spencer's plane chat interface on his phone.

He truly regretted not following Miao's advice; he should have directly messaged her last night to ask about her final decision.

But now, feeling the gaze of his fellow student council members, he had to put his phone down for the moment.

Chewing over Yuanlina's trembling voice that reached its limit, Yan Huan couldn't help but sigh.

With a sense of resignation, he tossed the official document onto the table and said,

"Yes. And as usual, this matter is fully managed by our student council…"

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