A girl that’s name is isa she is 16 years old when she was 9,5 years old she got sexually harassed by her uncle and her uncle made it look like it was her dad and He got into prison. Then som days later she met some boys that’s change her life some of the good and some bad.


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Please, take this thrash away from my sight. I would like for you to call in the manager of the strip club as well. I would like to speak with her. I want her to know the difference there will be in the club." I order 3 of my body to get the manager.

 

I think I should get two more strip club today. The reason for this I want a steady cash flow coming my way. This will be a good thing. This is one of the ways where I will be able to keep running my club efficiency and making a lot of money. The more money I get the better it will be. I will try to buy all the club here in New York. I will have a monopoly of strip clubs. I will be the only one that has to accomplish this on history. The amount of money I would weekly be close to 10 million dollars if I do that. In a year I will be making about 520 million give or take. This is a lot of money that is for sure.  The amount of money that the mafia get is around 200millions. I will be making double that amount in a year time.

 

The manager finally arrived after a 3-minute wait. The manager was an extremely beautiful girl. She had blue eyes. The color was of her skin as white as the snow. She has beautiful blonde hair. The blonde hair makes her look more attractive.

 

"Hell, my name is Sophia. I am the manager of this club pleasure to meet you." The girl introduces herself with a sexy voice.

 

"My name is Elizabeth Marisol Misionere, and it is my pleasure to meet you as well. I am the new owner of the club. There will be some changes as to how the club will run. Well, the changes will be to pay wise. I know that the ex-owner used to ask for 60% of what the girls made. The extra 40% would go to the girls. The way I will pay the girls will be 50/50. This means that they will not lose anything and we will cut the money right in half. This is a good thing for the girls. The other difference that I will take 85% of the sale we make on alcoholic drinks. This means that 15% will be distributed between the employees as a bonus. I am not firing anyone from this club. I will be adding 5 more poles so we can hire 10 more girls. What do you think about this? Sound fair right?" I informed Sophia of the changes.

 

"That sound extremely good. I know that everyone in the club will like that. It seems like you are not planning to use the girls which is a good thing. The former owner always asked for too much money. This made a lot of the girls leave. He did not give a percentage of the profit of alcoholic drink as well. That is a plus. That will make everyone want to work harder for you. I will inform of everyone in a club about the changes. On behalf of all the girls, I want to say thank you for what you doing for us." Sophia answer to me with a smile on her face.

 

"That sounds good I will be leaving. I got other business to attend. Your position will be the general manager of the club from now. This will be your office. The only thing I ask is for you not to lie about the money the club makes. The consequence of you stealing from me will be death. I do not play games with my money. You can promote another girl to be a manager. I will be coming here weekly to collect the money. Every single dollar that comes in I want it to be put in a spreadsheet. You can hire an accountant to do that. I hope you have a nice day we are leaving now." I say to Sophia as got up from my chair to leave the office.

 

The amount of time it took to leave the room it was 5 minute. I have decided that I will buy five more clubs today. The next club I will buy it is 10 minutes away from where I am. I told the driver to take me there while listening to music. The music I was listening to this time it was Bachata. I really love Spanish music. It makes my blood boil while listening to it.

 

The club that I will buy next it is a strip club that the dancers all are male. The club is run by a couple of gay guys. This club is one of the most popular male strip club. The reason for this is because they have the hottest dancer in town. The amount of girls that go to that club weekly is close to 20,000. The club has roughly 120 male dancer. The club is extremely large. They can be 1000 people in the club at all time. This makes the club be a gold mine. I will pay 50 million for this club.

 

After a ten minute ride, we made it to the club. The sale of the club was successful after my bodyguard say who we were. The amount of money I pay for it was 50 million dollars. I also decided to meet with the manager of that strip club and say the same thing I say to Sophia. I bought 4 more clubs in the same way. This meant that I already have 6 clubs under my name. This is the start of a strip club monopoly.

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"Do you need to follow me?" Haru asked. 

"Why not?" Runa squinted her eyes and said, "Do you think that we're going to bother you making a harem palace?" 

Kirari and Ririka didn't say anything in response, however, they agreed with Runa's words. 

"..." 

Haru sighed and said, "Just follow me then, it is also good that there won't be any students who will bother me." 

"Good." 

They walked together toward the traditional club culture and there were a lot of people who greeted him along the way, however, they moved away when they saw Kirari's cold gaze making them squirm in fear. 

"You're very popular," Kirari said. 

"....." 

Haru wasn't sure, but her tone didn't seem to be that happy.

Then they arrived at the location of the club and had to admit that this place was very beautiful. 

It was being separated by a bridge and located in the middle of the pool where there were a lot of beautiful koi fishes swimming around. 

The building was made of sturdy wood, and the design gave a feeling that they had entered a different timeline. 

This place was very quiet and also gave them a peaceful feeling. 

Haru had to admit that it was a very good spot to sleep. He knocked on the door of the clubroom and opened it. "Excuse me." 

Everyone inside the clubroom was attracted by this voice and turned back. 

"Kasugano-sam?" 

'Kasugano-sama?' Haru raised his eyebrow since he felt quite weird being called by this name. 

"Hey!" 

One of them suddenly said something to the girl who had called him 'Kasugano-sama'.

"Oops!" 

Everyone in the clubroom nodded in agreement, then they were quite surprised when they saw that the four new members of the student council suddenly came to their clubroom. 

"My name is Tsugumi Kuraiha, and I'm the Head of the Traditional Culture Research Club," Tsugumi said. 

Tsugumi is a fairly beautiful woman with long black hair that reaches her back and wears a red and white kimono with a flower pattern on it. She is also wearing glasses giving her a quiet and bookworm girl image. 

"It is quite rare for the new president to come here," Tsugumi said while looking at Ririka, however, kept glancing at Haru from time to time. 

"It isn't me who is searching for you, but him," Kirari said while looking at Haru. 

"Oh?" Tsugumi was quite surprised. 

"Yes, I want to gamble with you," Haru said.

"Really? You want to gamble with such a small club like us?" Tsugumi opened her eyes wide. She knew how good Haru was at gambling, but she didn't expect him to suddenly come and ask him for a duel. "Umm... We're pretty much a weak club, why are you aiming for us?" 

"...." 

Haru felt that he had bullied them somehow. "Just listen first, I'll bet my student council position then you bet your position as a Head of the Traditional Culture Research Club." 

"Umm..... why me? Aren't there a lot of stronger clubs?" Tsugumi was pretty much unconfident to have a match with Haru, especially when she heard about the amount of bet that he usually did had reached a billion numbers. She would be lying if she didn't have an interest in the position of the student council, however, if she lost then she was afraid that the money that she was going to pay was something that she couldn't pay in her lifetime. 

Then suddenly she entered an imaginary state where she imagined that she had become Haru's slave and she was being toyed with every day. She turned ruddy and raised her long sleeves to cover her mouth because she felt she had become very naughty. 'I'm so naughty.'

"Your club is very good, and the location is very quiet, I like this place," Haru said. 

"....." 

Tsugumi wasn't sure what to say at this moment. 

"Of course, if I have become the Head of the Traditional Culture Research Club then, I'll make this club become one of the major gambling dens in this school," Haru said. 

"........" 

"Umm... can I talk with my members first?" Tsugumi said. 

"Sure," Haru said. 

Tsugumi walked toward her members of the club, the number of members in this club wasn't much and there were only seven students including her. 

"Kasugano-san wants to become the head of this club, what do you think?" Tsugumi asked. 

"Isn't that good? I can see him every time then!" 

One of them suddenly agreed without hesitation. 

"......" 

They were speechless at her words, but they didn't deny it since it was good, however, they were more clear-headed. 

"After he has become the head of the club, what is he going to do?" 

They liked this club since it had a very beautiful building and a very quiet atmosphere making them relaxed in this crazy school. 

If Haru really became the Head of this club then they wouldn't mind, however, they were afraid of being forced to resign from this club. 

"Umm.... "He has said that he is going to turn this club into one of the major dens in this school," Tsugumi said. 

"......" 

"What are you waiting for? Just agree with it!" 

They also nodded when they heard it. They knew what was important in this school was the ability to not become housepets in this school. If Haru could make this club into one of the major gambling dens, then they would agree without hesitation since it meant that they would be protected in this school without worry to become a house pet in this school. 

"I'll accept his proposal," Tsugumi said.

They nodded at the same time. 

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Haru was waiting for a while for the members of the Traditional Culture Research Club to discuss with each other while looking at the koi fishes that were swimming in the pool below the building. 

"Ano, Kasugano-san," Tsugumi said. 

"Yes?" Haru turned and looked at Tsugumi. "What's your decision?" 

"Yes, we agree," Tsugumi said. 

"Agree? Then, what kind of gamble do you want to do?" Haru asked. 

"No, no, I mean we agree to make you the Head of the Traditional Culture Research Club," Tsugumi said. 

"......." 

Haru was speechless and didn't think that it would be very easy for him to become the Head of this club.

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Three days passed after the first match of the first years, Adam was practicing Royal Forms. Saturday was a day for first-years to pick a club where they could relax and form an alliance. Unfortunately, Adam couldn't relate to any of the clubs.
There was the Music club but his guitar skills were average. He was good in art, but he would have to put a hold on that idea. He still needs to figure out what they meant on 'Art'.
Adam throws a kick with Royal Form 2, but places too much power on the kick, resulting in him spinning around. The young man clicks his tongue in annoyance. One thing he needed to learn was control. Come to think of it, Royal Form is all about control. From breathing, muscle, and even combat.
Taking a deep breath, Adame practices his basics once more.
Unaware of the eyes in the dark. Shǒu Ásgeirr was looking at Adam with interest. After asking his grandparents about the transformation. His grandfather acted as if he had regained his youth, muttering about the Winter war resuming and the blood of the Guilty and the Oracle spilling.
His grandmother waved it off, but it caught his attention. What kind of War did his grandfather mean? Blood of the Guilty and the Oracle? He tried researching anything related but came up with nothing. He asked one of his friends, but not even the oldest history book has any record.
Asgeirr turns around, looking back to Adam one last time before leaving. Hopefully, he would see that transformation again.
***
Adam, finally finishing his rounds, had changed into a casual wear. It was time to look for some clubs, while he could just stay solo. Safety in numbers is more preferable.
"Hey Adam, good morning," Hic said with a wave.
"Hey, Adam," Arnost said while taking a sip of coffee.
"Hey, guys. Whoa, Arnost, you look like you've been up all night."
"He was," Hic said. "He's been trying to beat the impossible challenge with low-level items in Jack - o - Wisps."
"Oh, that? I already had that achievement. It's not that hard to beat." Adam said, earning stares from around him.
Arnost then grabs his shoulders and forces him to look into his eyes. "Start talking." The swordsman said while surrounded by a crowd of players. Adam then explained it and by the time he's done those who had played the game were giving doubtful looks.
Saya who just passed by was curious about why there was a whole crowd but left upon spotting the Kendo club.
"There's no way you could beat that boss with trash items." One of the crowd said.
"Give me the game and I'll prove it."
Whispers erupted until one of them left, running away before coming back with a young woman wearing a blue shirt with a number one logo.
"Hello, are you the one whose been claiming to have beaten the boss?" The young woman asked.
"Yes?"
"Oh? Then I hope if you can deliver it, come over to our club and show us how you did it."
"Alright."
***
"So what's the name of your club?" Adam asked while looking at around. So many players and games, to any computer nerd or Gamer this haven.
"Games die-hard club. It's lame, but it fits. Oh, almost forgot I'm Hatchet, pleasure to meet you."
"They even have classics," Arnost said while looking at the list.
"Alright, sit down and we'll strap you in," Hatchet said before noticing that Adam was looking at the helmet. "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing, just feeling nostalgic, I haven't played for a long time now."
Hatchet nodded. "Yeah, that's one reason, I made this club so we can remember the good old days where games first started." She said. "There's no such thing as too old. Games give stimulus like we never have. For what it's worth, I hope you won't end up becoming a joke."
"Thanks." Adam then puts the helmet on and lies on the chair. The young man takes a deep breath as he watches the screen.
***
Around the club, a vast crowd who had played the same game was making bets on how long Adam would last against one of the hardest bosses.
Arnost and Hic remained quiet but curious about how Adam had defeated one of the hardest bosses.
"You know I'm not surprised if he used a cheat code," Hic said. "But if he beat this boss while doing the impossible challenge, that means he's part of the elite ten." Arnost hums in thought.
To be part of the top ten players you have to be good, not just good in PVP but to be good in beating their challenges. The game's major gig was that everything was fair. It wasn't a pay to win game. Everybody gets their items and gears the same way.
The only difference is how you use the skills provided.
"Hey, it's starting."
The duo blinked before turning
***
Adam opened his eyes and saw his game avatar, which looks like him. The game had an option on whether players wanted their face modeled. He chose the former and changed it.
Covered in battle armor with a red sash around his waist.
"Okay, everything seems in order. Now to put on these items and let's hunt." Equipping the last item, he heads south.
Along the way, he had to deal with mobs surrounding the read. There were a few close calls, but his luck saved him a lot. It was fun. After not playing this game for so long and focused on his training, it made him happy that his skills in the world of gaming haven't vanished.
He's still rusty, but not for long. Give him ten minutes and he'll be like when he used to play the game.
Finally, he found it one of the most frustrating bosses. Especially when it issues a challenge by dropping your level into half and forcefully equipping you with trash items. But since he already equipped trash items, the only thing he lost was half of his levels.
***
"He's not serious, is he?"
"It takes a lot to go against a boss with trash items."
"He won't last a single second."
They all watched silently Adam runs around the boss while dodging any of its attacks or performing powerful counters. Then it happened.
One hit or stab to the back and the HP of the boss dropped.
"What the fuck?"
As if he heard their disbelief, he waited for the boss to respawn before one-shotting it again. Repeating it again and again with different avatars belong to other players.
"How many times did he kill it in one shot?" Arnost said in disbelief.
"Sixty and counting," Hic answered, still trying to check if he hadn't gone into some brainwashing machine.
***
After his hundredth kill, Adam finally logged off. He didn't expect to see everyone to look at him like they just watched the biggest plot twist.
"What?"
"How? How do you keep one-shotting that boss?" Hatchet asked.
"Counters and backstab are way OP, so why not?" They need to nerf those two skills. "You don't need flashy skills or a slugfest to beat a boss battle. That's what I did with most of the boss battles."
Silence... His answer was so common and grounded that it stunned them all. It meant games as an escape from reality. A place where you can go wild, let fantasy take over. Logic and Games rarely work together unless it involved memory and intelligence.
"He's got a point, ya know." One player said.
"I can't believe I wasted my life for that level."
Hatchet was about to say something when one player screamed in frustration, calling the game a cheapskate.
Adam walked towards the player before looking at the game. Dungeon Smasher Four: Gold Edition, this girl has a good taste in games. Shame he never played it, but the excellent reviews say it all. By the looks of it, she's playing a mini-game. The best thing about this game isn't that it's good, but if you beat the game with one hundred and fifty percent in one go, the company pays you.
"Did you check for any clues?"
"I already looked everywhere!"
Adam hums before noticing something. "Hey, does that lever seem out of place?" He asked.
The player risked it and pull the lever, the whole level then changed as the player finally exited the dungeon. "YES!!!" She quickly glomps jumps out of her seat and glomps him.
Adam had to admit that few can make a messy hair look good. This young woman's hair had magnified her beauty.
The young woman kept hugging him before giving her number and went back to playing the game.
Adam shrugged it off and placed the card number in his wallet and left. "Hey, where are you going?" Hatchet asked.
"I'm going to check out the other clubs." He answered while heading to the exit.
"Oh, okay, but if you ever change your mind, this club is open. We could use people like you."
"I'll think about it."
With that, Adam left the club, ignoring the stares he was getting from the club members.
***
"Let's see, what else should I try?" Adam muttered, looking around. Sports club? Nah, his training took most of his time, no point in adding up more baggage. Literature club? Maybe. Cooking club? Nope. Comics club? Maybe. Is a massage club even really a club?
His thoughts stopped when he spotted Charlie wearing swimming trunks. "Yo Charlie!" He yelled. "Adam, dude, you have got to join this club. The babes here are fire!"
"What?"
"You know, Babes! As in sexy, attractive women in bikinis!"
"Oh... No thanks, I'm good." If he joined that club, he would lose focus on his training.
"Suit yourself, mate."
Charlie then ran to the club. Good for him, Adam thought with envy. He promised that there would be no sidetracks in his time here. And he is a man of his word.
With a dejected sigh, he left and kept looking. Hours passed it seems the only good option was so few that he thought the Games die-hard club might benefit him more if he plays the right games.
However, he stops when he spotted a booth with an attractive young woman with a lean, muscular body. She wears frame-less glasses and a white clip; her clothing comprises a green dress, showing her midriff, brown pants, and heels. She has brown hair and eyes.
He watched her for two minutes. She was handing out fliers, but they ignored her or just took the fliers before throwing it away. Curious, Adam picks up the thrown flier.
Improvement club.
Need a hand in improving? Join the Improvement club. Make friends and share notes. The improvement club has your back.
While the premise wasn't bad or very good, Adam understood why nobody wanted to join. The good thing about this club is that sharing 'notes' and techniques can help the members in the long run with this kind of environment. The question is how far should one share.
In his case, he could share some techniques that increased the defenses of a fighter.
Seeing no problem with it, he approaches the booth. If they're asking too much, then he'll leave.
***
Antonia Bice sighed while taking a seat. She knew this was a stupid idea, but she had hoped someone in this Academy shares her ideal. But hope was nothing more than a dream. She even went far to asking the headmaster to let her open it.
He agreed, provided that she should at least have six to seven members within a month.
Looking at her watch, she sighs. It was time to close the booth.
"Excuse me... is this club open?"
Excitement overtook her. Looks like there was hope for her dream. Even if it's only one, she knew it meant that there were people who share her interest. She just needs to look harder. Turning around, her heart skipped a beat.
Adam Redgrave. Her first member is the heir of the Redgrave. Did she fall asleep? Was she dreaming? Was someone playing a cruel joke on her?
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Oh yes, sorry. Welcome, are you joining?"
"No, not yet, I'm just curious about this club."
Those words were still good news in her mind. Even if he doesn't want to join yet, the fact she garners the attention of an heir meant a big deal for her. She only needs to keep him interested.
"I see. I understand. So what are you curious about?"
"Your idea, this sharing techniques and notes, I'm sure you know that this is a bad idea and nobody is ever going to join unless they get something out of this in equal value, so why?" It was harsh for him to say that, but if he wanted the truth, sometimes being harsh is the only way. Shoving reality and destroying a person's dream or ideal will reveal who they are.
Antonia frowns but understood where he was going with even she knew it would be stupid to reveal your secrets or weaknesses.
"I know, but not everyone is equal, some people are born like me. We have little, whatever we have, we make do. Then there are people like you, you have everything and some of those, you don't know what to do with it."
Adam remained silent. She was right, Luck played a small part in life. In his case, he was lucky to have a supportive family, even if he wasn't as powerful as them. Some clans would throw away their kids if they showed nothing useful or weakness. Even though there's a law about that, they always found a loophole around it.
"So I made this club to help people in need. If you're not good at martial arts, then this club will help you with it. If your grades are in a bind, then we'll help you pass. Even the best of us need a helping hand once in a while."
"That's the stupidest reason I've ever heard in my life. The world doesn't work like that, it's not sunshine and rainbows."
Antonia glared at him but didn't rebuke him. Adam glared back, he's scared, yes, scared that he might end up causing a fight, but he needed to remind her of the darker side of reality.
The word 'free' exists only when one gets more than the other.
The young man glances at the list and picks it up. The young woman watched the heir write something on it before he handed it to her.
Adam Redgrave.
"But what do I know. The one who changes the world is always the crazy one."
Antonia blinks in confusion while taking the list. "I don't understand I thought you said my idea was stupid."
"I didn't say your idea was stupid, I said your reason is stupid. If free trade was true, then money wouldn't have existed."
"But why would you join my club? There are better clubs out there."
"Why does anyone join a club? Companionship, a place where you can belong. Me? Sheer curiosity, I want to see how far this club can go, and as a bonus, I get to learn some new moves."
Antonia rose an eyebrow. "And what do I get?"
"Well, I can share some moves, but nothing that can be problematic for me. Just some basics here and there."
The young woman frowned but understood where he was coming from. "I suppose that's the best I can get for now."
"So do we have a deal?" Adam then raises his hand for a shake. "Yes, we have a deal." Antonia then shakes the young man's hand.
Deep down beneath the psyche of Adam, you can hear him screaming. Why? Why the hell did he just say those!? Now he must fulfill his part of the bargain, otherwise he'll be embarrassing his family name.
He just knew his big mouth is going to send him to an early grave someday. He'll just have to read some battle tactics and whatever stuff he can find.
"So which way to the club?"
***
The door opens, revealing a dusty room. It was big enough for anyone to host a club. "I tried to clean things up a bit but with all the school works and finding members for the club..." She explains but goes off-topic.
Adam quickly calms her down before picking up a mop. "How about you take a break while I clean this place up?"
Watching her first member clean the room, Antonia refused to let him do all the work and quickly grabs a broom.
After two hours of cleaning, double-checking for any dust and dirt they might have missed, the two then took an hour break.
"So what should we do now?" Adam asked while wiping off his sweat.
Antonia a sip with her herbal tea. "I don't know, I honestly didn't think I would make it this far."
Well, that won't do. Adam thought she might have planned something if someone joined. "How many members do we need to keep the club running?" He asked.
"We need four more until the end of June."
That's a lot of time, but it meant the club must have high expectations, or is it low? The academy allowed students to have multiple clubs, provided they don't overlap each schedule. He could ask Charlie, but unless he knows the schedule, then he wouldn't bet on it.
Arnost and Hic might join, though Hic gave off the 'go with the flow' vibe so there might be some conflict.
The door opens revealing Saya carrying one of the club's flier. Adam and Antonia blinked in surprise. "I would like to join this club," Saya asked
A loud thud surprised Adam and saw Antonia had fainted. Two heirs in one day!? That was too much for her mind.
The two rushed towards her, trying and failing to wake her up. "So why do you want to join us?" Adam asked while placing some ice on the young woman's bump.
Saya blushed and looked away, embarrassed. "It's complicated." Her answer only made him more curious. He wasn't a fortune teller, but he can tell that something will answer his question.
***
In the Kendo club, the senior members of the club laid on the floor groaning and moaning in pain. Other covered in snow. While those who intended to join the club left as fast as they could.  
"I think she broke my arm."
"My leg..."
"My back..."
"Somebody call the nurse!"
"This is your fault, Jeff!"
"My fault!? You're the one who asked for this!"
"Oh, so it's me your blaming?"
That day the Kendo club was closed until further notice, no one could remember who they fought but the one thing in common they say was that it was a snow demon.

Adam Redgrave, a first-year transfer student of Ace-Academy arrives however this academy isn't your typical academy. It's a school where the strong survive and the weak follow, a school filled with martial artists and more.

After waiting the entire morning, Mu Fan bought some milk and pineapple buns to eat. After leaving the canteen, he went looking for a club.
"Although the pineapple buns taste very good, if it's about nutrition, it's not as good as a normal meal. The food in the cafeteria is not as delicious though…"
Mu Fan secretly thought while he walked.
Of course, the noodles soup he ate in the morning wasn't something he could find in the school.
He had to solve this crisis early so he can eat good food.
…
Soon, Mu Fan arrived beside the notice board of the school and raised his head to look for a club.
"Archery club? A club to train archery skills." Seeing this introduction, Mu Fan thought wondered then he directly removed this club from the list, he is going to starve and archery isn't the solution.
"Game community: Leader: Kazuto Kirigaya, Ingame nickname: Kirito, Leader's message: The new game "SAO" will open seven days later. It is 70% realistic high-end adventure game, whoever like to join the community and create miracles together is welcome to join. Note: The game helmet is worth hundred thousand yen free of charge."
"That game!"
Mu Fan mouth twitched. He thought that the game department was making games not paying them. Even the game equipment is taken care of by the club. It's a community dedicated to playing games.
However even though his heart was moved by this, he wouldn't be able to afford to play games now.
"Although the game helmet is provided by the club, I only have 10000 yen, they will be spent and I will starve with my sister if I don't found a solution and gaming isn't the solution." Mu Fan looked helpless, before transmigrating, he spent his life writing novels and playing games.
But now he needed to survive, it's impossible to just lay back and play games all day long, he won't be able to join now, so maybe in the future.
"Looking at other clubs…" Mu Fan glanced down and one of the communities caught his interest.
"Cooking art department: Leader: Yuuki Asuna. For those who want to make their own food and try to be the perfect cook!"
After seeing the handwriting on the notice board, Mu Fan was shocked.
For a moment, an idea emerged in Mu Fan's mind. "If the food in school isn't good, make your own and supply the student and earn your living expenses."
With this idea, Mu Fan no longer though.
He learned two recipes. Although only plain noodles and golden fried rice, he still can learn more and make a living.
Then if he began to sell as a member of the club, the news will spread. He believed that many students will be more than happy to buy food from him.
After getting enough money he could open the small restaurant that his father owned.
In addition, other talents would be opened as he gains more Fantasy points, it may not take too long for him to become an all-rounder…
After all, the ingredient in the Club is provided by the cook, not the club so no one would object to him selling his food.
Thinking to here, Mu Fan was happy, he took his phone and looked at the time.
"It's noon now, there should be someone in the club. I will go and see."
The club room wasn't that far from the notice board, it didn't take him long before he reached the door of the club room.
"Please come in."
After knocking on the Door, Mu Fan heard a very familiar sound which made him feel strange at heart. Mu Fan didn't think much as he pushed the door open.
Just as he entered the room, a bright and tidy room greeted him with five or six white tables and chairs. There was a kitchen fully equipped with modern stoves, a microwave, and an oven. The cooking tools and pans were all available. As for spices and dishes they should be available too.
Since the room was spacious it looked more like a small restaurant that was elegantly decorated.
"Is this the cooking art club room?"
Mu Fan was stunned with surprise as he didn't expect the club room to be so well prepared. If he wasn't sure he entered the club room he would've thought that he entered a restaurant. However, this was good, the better it's decorated, the more chances his plan will work.
"Mu… Mu Fan, how are you?"
The familiar voice came again, the lovely girl named Tendou Machi was in front of him, she was the class A president, Because of her gentle character, she was loved by everyone in the class.
Hearing Mu Fan's question, Tendou Machi embarrassingly smiled: "Because she was buying her ingredients, I was helping her out."
"Are you good friend with the leader?" Mu Fan asked curiously.
"Because I like cooking very much, I come here to meet Asuna. But because I am busy every day, I rarely come. You can say I am only filling the number so the club won't be disbanded. Why are you here?"
"I came to join the club." Mu Fan said the truth.
"You?"
"Yes."
"It's not impossible…"
Tendou hesitated and licked her lips, then she stretched her hand and pointed at the kitchen and said: "Since you want to join, then you should know something about cooking. You can go and show me your skills."
"Why?" Mu Fan was slightly surprised. Although he wanted to join the club to learn cooking, why should he cook before he joins what kind of rule is this?
"Well because our president, Asuna is very popular with boys, today many guys came here to approach her by joining the club, but they were ignorant about cooking. It's really messy, so in order for the club to not be flooded with them, I made this rule…"
"Approaching Asuna?"
Tendou said helplessly.
Listening to the reason, Mu Fan glanced at the name and recalled the name of the president.
Immediately, Memories of the former owner emerged and he suddenly realized.
Yuuki Asuna, her father is the CEO of RECT Inc, coupled with her beautiful look, Most guys wanted to approach her.
The former owner heard of her many times as his classmates often talked about her, even some of them loved her in secret.
Mu Fan didn't expect Yuuki Asuna who belonged to a wealthy family would like cooking like any ordinary person, she even founded the cooking art club.
The more you know the more you will be shocked.
I don't think she is as terrible as they said.

After crossing over to another world which seemed to be a fusion between many anime worlds, The Fantasy System was unlocked for Mu Fan. After finishing the tasks given by the system, Fantasy points are given which allows him to gain access to the Fantasy store that was full of daily talents and more.

Yuuki Asuna: You know how to cook a lot of dishes. Can you teach me?

Sagiri: I don’t know anyone called Eromanga-Sensei.

Many more characters and interesting plots await us.

~Translated

September 26th, Monday… 
Pei Qian decided to go to the DGE Club after lunch and a photo-taking session with three passionate fans.
Pei Qian left a mystery when signing his signature as he only signed one word 'Pei'. 
The fans would definitely wonder if 'Pei Qian' was the actor's name or Boss Pei's name if he were to sign his full name.
If it was the actor's name, then both the actor's and Boss Pei's surnames were 'Pei'? Such a coincidence?
If that was Boss Pei's name, then… the long story could be cut short.
That was why Pei Qian only signed a 'Pei'. On the one hand, it was to prevent fans from having too many associated thoughts and to protect his identity; on the other hand, it was for a good wish.
The fans that he met at the Fish-Catching Internet Cafe obviously became lesser once the weekend passed.
That showed that Huang Sibo's method of 'I'm my own substitute' obviously worked. The number of fans interested in Boss Pei's identity had greatly reduced.
It was conceivable that Pei Qian would be less disturbed as time went by.
As for the GOG International invitational tournament, it might have ended successfully yesterday. However, the popularity might continue for some time, and it might affect many areas.
For Shang Yang Games, the GOG International invitational tournament was an important part of the promotion of the GOG to the overseas community, which had proven excellent effect!
This game had in-depth cooperation with foreign live-stream platforms. The number of new viewers had repeatedly hit record highs and had even surpassed IOI's popularity on the internet for the first time.
That marked a phased victory in GOG's overseas promotion expenditure plan!
Of course, the foundation of MOBA games was relatively deeper. It would be unlikely for GOG to fully surpass IOI which had been launched in advance overseas. However, GOG had begun to challenge IOI's first mover advantage on a global scale. That was an indisputable fact.
The GOG International invitational tournament made GOG's position as the king domestically even more stable. It had even attracted a large number of players from other games!
In the end, such success would come from several aspects:
The high bonuses and large expenditure style announcement have attracted extremely high enthusiasm.
The overseas audiences saw the overseas veteran clubs enter into the semi-finals, which ensured their attention up till the semi-finals and beyond even though they were all knocked out in the end.
Domestic audiences had gained a great sense of pride when they saw the domestic club beat the veteran overseas clubs. They had increased their recognition of GOG and had begun to deeply connect with GOG and the concept of esports.
This format was sneaky but also very effective.
In addition, various branches emerged during the competition such as the fact that Huang Wang lifted the trophy single-handedly which weighed nearly 30 kg. It was spread wildly on the internet, resulting in a 'circle-breaking' effect.
In addition to Shang Yang Games, many other industries had also benefited from this game.
There was no need to say about Deposit Fitness gym; many of the branches were now so full that people were even waiting in line on the app.
The Fish-Catching Internet Cafe 3.0 received higher attention, too.
Xiao Peng's original plan was to make the Fish-Catching Internet Cafe 3.0 part of the Great Esports Ecosystem anyway. It had been greatly advanced under the influence of the trendy GOG International invitational tournament!
Huang Wang's image of raising the trophy and the H4 Club enjoying the sky-high prize money inspired many good players. More of them now wanted to become professional players and now had two paths:
The first was to go to the major clubs (including DGE Club) to try out; these major clubs happened to be in Jingzhou.
The other route was to find excellent players themselves, form a team, and go to Fish-Catching Internet Cafe 3.0 to train together. Start with the internet cafe competitions and then work hard to enter the professional circle.
The Esports Club could absorb a very limited number of candidates. These clubs had to produce results after all. They would reject those players that were not ideal so that they would not have too many overheads.
The Fish-Catching Internet Cafe 3.0 was different. The prize money from these games in the Fish-Catching Internet Cafe competitions could just manage to feed a team and maintain a basic lifestyle. It gave those teenagers with dreams a chance.
Pei Qian had agreed that Xiao Peng should continue to expand and open Fish-Catching Internet Cafe 3.0 as densely as possible in the populated areas of Jingzhou when it showed its success. The first wave hit during the first two days.
Pei Qian could only choose to ignore these now.
He could not care about the internet cafe anymore; all he could do was to open more branches and give more bonuses. Do whatever you want except sending money to me.
Whether it would have a profound effect on GOG in the future or not was not something he could worry about in this cycle.
As to why head to the DGE Club specifically…
It was mainly because Pei Qian suddenly felt that the DGE Club could probably be rescued.
The DGE Club disappointed Pei Qian previously, but the players were all sold now!
Huang Wang was now part of the H4 Club; so what if he got the trophy? The heat generated by him also belonged to the H4 Club now.
Of course, in the short term, everyone would still link these players to the DGE Club.
However, what if three months were to pass? What about half a year later?
Previously, the DGE Club was popular probably because they were strong.
The strength was because GOG was in its infancy and embryonic stage, and the DGE Club was ahead of the other clubs with two months of extra high-intensity and professional training. It quickly opened the gap with other clubs.
However, after the 'Scattered Stars' operations, the competitive level of other clubs quickly caught up.
The 10 new internet addicts in the DGE Club would definitely be abused if they were to play against clubs like H4 or EK.
That meant that the DGE Club could no longer maintain their previous dominance.
DGE Esports Club would soon be forgotten if there were no results in Esports. They would stay in the circle without making money for Boss Pei at best.
Therefore, Pei Qian was ready to evaluate the DGE Club's situation again. He would trust them once more if it was optimistic.
To that end, Pei Qian also specifically booked a table in advance in Ming House and prepared to treat them to a big meal.
… 
DGE Club…
The new Team One and Team Two of the DGE Club were having mock competitions.
The ten of them were engrossed: sounds of tapping on the keyboard and mouse sounded together, and the captains of both teams continued to command.
Zhang Yuan and Coach Yaling watched by the side, whispering.
"It seems like the finals yesterday spurred them on; they are holding themselves up well today," Coach Yaling said.
Zhang Yuan nodded. "Well, definitely. Watching their predecessors slaughter their opponents and raise the cup with one hand must have encouraged them a lot.
"However, more haste, less speed. It is not enough to simply increase the amount to improve yourself. The key is to pay attention to scientific training methods. I am a little worried that their current state is counterproductive.
"But… there is no better way."
Coach Yaling looked at the whiteboard next to her. It had the results of these two DGE Club teams' mock competition results on it. They were almost completely defeated.
These new players were selected from countless good players, but they were not regulars after all. They had yet to have the running-in like the other clubs had and had no way to fight back against the other clubs yet.
It was precisely because of this that the two teams practiced extremely hard.
However, esports was something that had to work very hard at but not necessarily be rewarded accordingly.
In many cases, talent, good mentality, and scientific training methods were more useful than inefficient efforts.
The more impatient the players, the easier it was to fall into such inefficient efforts.
Zhang Yuan was worried about it but could think of no better way.
Perhaps it was time to find a personal coach?
However, finding a personal coach meant trusting him wholeheartedly. The good ones were already at the other clubs and the remaining ones were not strong enough. Zhang Yuan would not be able to find a suitable candidate for a while.
Pei Qian walked in with a headache.
Zhang Yuan and Coach Yaling stood up hurriedly. "Boss Pei!"
Pei Qian greeted both of them and found an empty seat to sit down.
He saw the results of the mock competition on the whiteboard and showed a happy expression subconsciously.
What lousy results, eh?
These mock competitions were with those who were eliminated; that was to say that they were playing against weak teams but still lost more than they won.
That was very good news!
Pei Qian could not help but nod slightly. Yes, this opening was much better than the last batch of players!
Why could the last batch be sold everywhere? That was because they started early and won at the starting line.
This batch lost on the losing line!
That was very comfortable.
However, Pei Qian immediately saw the focused and serious-looking players in the training room. They seemed to be highly focused and training very hard.
Pei Qian frowned instinctively.
He could not be too optimistic; there were still huge hidden dangers! 
This group of players tried out after the DGE Club had become popular. They were very talented and good players.
If they continued to practice like this and their abilities soared, then wouldn't it fall into the previous vicious cycle?
The DGE Club beat the others in mock competition → the myth of the DGE Club continues → sponsors continue to invest like crazy → other clubs offer high prices to buy players → the DGE Club has a better name and more better players come to try out.
It would be unstoppable then!
Moreover, people liked to try out at the DGE Club as compared to the other clubs because, in addition to the DGE Club's branding, career prospects were also important considerations.
The other clubs could find ways to lower the price when signing the contract. They were more inclined to sign a three-year-long contract with a lower salary. Many talented players had difficulty playing out their worth before proving themselves in the game.
The club would not sell the players if they proved their worth after signing the long contract so it was a loss to the players.
However, in the DGE Club, everyone knows that the players would be sold once they proved their worth, which was very suitable as a springboard.
In other words, the DGE Club did not need to bid with other clubs at all. They did not even need to offer high prices to these players for them to rush to it!
It was because the newcomers to the DGE Club were not here for the current salary, but the big contracts that the other clubs would dish out for them after they prove themselves!
The more Pei Qian thought about it, the more worried he was.
Wouldn't the DGE Club be hopeless if they were to continue to develop according to this script and monopolize talented players from the source?
No, no, this group of players had a good start; something had to be done to keep it going! Never enter this vicious circle!
Obviously, these players had watched the GOG International invitational tournament and were now anxious. He had to think of a way to change a mentality.
Pouring cold water on them would be useless and was easy to have a counterproductive effect. They still had to use good conditions to corrupt their will to fight.
Pei Qian watched silently by the side.
… 
The mock competition ended at five in the afternoon.
Next would be the debrief of the competition and dinner.
Zhang Yuan's expression was more anxious now.
He knew that this could not go on!
In the past, two teams of the DGE Club were the strong against the strong, since Huang Wang and Jiang Huan's understanding of the game surpassed other club players and coaches so they became stronger as the two teams practiced each other.
However, the two teams were now rookies!
The shortcomings of the two teams without any personal coach of the DGE Club were stark now that the other clubs were on the right track now. The two teams would not be as good as other clubs no matter how much they practiced.
However, the problem was that Zhang Yuan himself was only a manager. He could see where the problems were, but he did not know how to solve them.
The two teams could only discuss the issues themselves. They seemed to be summarizing very seriously now, but they would not be able to unite their thinking quickly. It seemed like there were signs of mutual rejection on the contrary.
Zhang Yuan looked at Boss Pei subconsciously.
Boss Pei had not spoken much since he reached the club this afternoon. He only watched the two teams playing mock competition silently
Zhang Yuan felt that Boss Pei must have some special reason for coming here at such a juncture, right?
He was most likely worried about the talent gap of the DGE Club!
Zhang Yuan felt that Boss Pei would be able to see the problems that he could see himself.
He only did not know how Boss Pei would solve this issue.
Zhang Yuan waited silently for Boss Pei to enlighten him.
Pei Qian's worries grew stronger as he saw the players discussing intently.
That was because the two captains were seriously summarizing the problems. The team members were also presenting their ideas. They were having a fruitful brainstorming session.
They trained hard and were working hard on the summary. The two teams might catch up with other clubs in no time if this were to continue!
The original two teams of the DGE club were successfully trained this way so Pei Qian felt that he must not fall into the same pitfall twice.


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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Mrs. Ella Hayden, 26 years old, teaches both Algebra and Geometry classes for freshman and sophomore students. She had been teaching Reaparth's Academy for 4 years already. While she a relatively young teacher compared to her other colleagues, her classes are recognized as some of the best and easiest classes to learn in so she is pretty popular.
Well, besides her well-received teaching skills, Mrs. Hayden is also popular with many of the students for other reasons. The fact is that Mrs. Hayden is also an exceptional beauty.
Shoulder length light brown hair accented by her beautiful hazel eyes. As a teacher, Mrs. Hayden prefers to wear modest business casual clothes that would not reveal much of her skin. However, due to her beautifully maintained body and mature curves of a young 26-year-old woman, she becomes the target of many male student's fantasies… or so I heard.
Right now, Mrs. Hayden is currently wearing a white V-neck top with a long sleeve dark purple cardigan, knee-length skirt, and black low heel dress shoes. While her skin exposure is comparatively low, her clothes are form-fitting enough that her womanly figure stands out.
Her personality is that of a woman of confidence. She is strict when the situation calls for it but is laidback enough to answer all kinds of questions that a student may ask, even if not school-related. She is very kind and is willing to take the time off her own break to teach any students who have trouble understanding her lectures. 
With a teacher like this, it's no wonder why so many young male students became so infatuated with someone like her.
There had even been instances that Mrs. Hayden had been confessed from her students quite often. Of course, those proposals went nowhere as she turn each of them down gently but firmly.
The reason? Besides the fact that such a student-teacher relationship is normally forbidden, Mrs. Hayden is also a happily married woman. Her husband was an older senior who went to the same college she did who she had dated for 4 years before they finally married 2 years ago. Why do I know this? Mrs. Hayden told her students herself for those who ask.
I, personally, haven't ever been her classes before (unfortunately) so I wouldn't really know, but it seems Mrs. Hayden often is happy whenever her students ask about her relationship with her husband.
Even from the third-person point of view, it is obvious that the Hayden couple is very lovey-dovey.
But now… the very same Mrs. Hayden is showing an extremely brusque attitude and the obvious appearance of a person who lacks sleep.
What happen to her?
"… You are…. one of my students, right? Your name is I recall…"
"Yes, I am Alexis Owens and I am currently taking your Geometry class in the 2nd period."
"Ah yes… I remember now. You're that famous girl… or so I heard from the other students."
"Haha, is that so?"
"Well, leaving it at that… what did you want to ask me? Did you have any questions about the most recent assignment?"
Huh? Different from what I imagined, Mrs. Hayden is talking a lot more normally than expected. I would have guessed she would be a bit thornier than this, considering her current appearance. Seems she is perfectly capable of separating her personal problems from her job as a teacher.
Somehow… I respect that.
If she is like this, maybe asking her for a favor isn't going to be as difficult as I had thought.
"We have a request to ask of you. Would you be willing to become our club advisor for our new club?" Lexi asked.
"… I'm actually surprised. You want me to become your club advisor?"
"Yes. Is it possible?"
"… Unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm going to have to turn down that offer."
Ah… she turned it down. What are you going to do now, Lexi?
"Would it be fine to ask, why?" Unperturbed by her refusal, Lexi continued to ask Mrs. Hayden with a smile on her face.
"I think I had told you and the other kids in your class during my introduction that I am currently already a club advisor for the Academy's math club."
Eh? Is that true?
"I already know that. But I heard that teachers are capable of applying to two different clubs as long as the duties they need to perform don't overlap to the point where they would interfere in one another."
"…And your saying that your club will not do any of that?"
"Of course."
"Putting aside whether or not I will do it, isn't it better for me to know exactly what club you are planning to do?"
"That is true. That's is why have Dan-Dan here explain what it's all about!"
….Wait, what!?
"Dan-Dan? That's right I didn't get your name yet. You are… not one of my students right?"
"….Y-yes, my name is Daniel Foster. I have not been in any of your classes. I find that unfortunate since I heard great things about your classes."
"Oh? Such a good flatterer. I will take that compliment. Thank you."
Having been put on the spot by Lexi suddenly, many thoughts went through my mind on what to say. In the end, I thought of giving a compliment along with my introduction in order for her to warm up to me on the spot. It seems my plan was successful. Mrs. Hayden showed a rather gentle smile different from her current tired frowning look.
"And? Alexis said you would be elaborating on what kind of club you guys are doing.
"Yes… about that…"
At the start, the ones who actually thought of making the massage club had been both Kate and Lexi. Lexi was also the one who thought of asking Mrs. Hayden to become our club advisor. I am a complete bystander despite the fact this club was basically made for me. Why am I the one who has to explain what the club is about?
"The club we are making… is a Massage Club."
In response to my words, Mrs. Hayden only raise an eyebrow
"… A Massage club?"
"Yes, a Massage Club."
As expected, Mrs. Hayden showed only a bewildered look at my words.
"What is it that you do in this 'Massage Club'?"
"Um… I would be providing massages to any student who wishes to get massaged by me. And if they are satisfied with my techniques, I could charge them for longer sessions with me to be used as club funds… or that's the plan."
Yep, not the most convincing explanations I could have thought of. For one thing, I never did have enough time to actually think of a good reason why this club should be made in the first place. I was just brought here without a word. It's way too much to expect me to have a good explanation right from the get-go.
Lexi, you really put me on the spot this time!
"… I know that there are many clubs at the Academy that allow students to keep doing their hobbies and people are free to choose whatever they want, but this is the first time I ever heard someone trying to make a school club into a massage parlor."
Yeah, I could imagine that.
"While I can't claim to know the legality about this, but is it really fine for a student like you to do such things?"
Ah yes. The legality issue. I had almost forgotten. But I don't think that should be much of a problem.
"I have a Massage Support-Type System so it should be fine."
The day I had received my System, I was lectured extensively while also been given a booklet during my stay in the ISAB building about my rights as a System User. Within that booklet, as certain 'law' caught my eye. According to the booklet, for Systems closely related to all types of medical professions, such as my Ero Masseuse System (despite the name), a certain 'right' was given to such Users. By passing a specific licensing exam issued by the Earth Union, all medical-related System Users can be given the 'right' to use their Skills in a semi-professional capacity without needing all the necessary schooling that most normal people need to be allowed to do medical practice legally.
The past for how this 'right' came to be was a complicated one, but that doesn't matter at this moment. As long as I can pass that exam, I would be able to charge for my services in a legal manner.
"Is that how it works?"
"According to the Earth Union, yes."
"I see… then I've got nothing else to add."
Convinced by my words, Mrs. Hayden nodded her head.
Mrs. Hayden continued to ask many questions concerning the club and I. to the best of my abilities, tried to answer clearly as possible while simultaneously build the club from scratch in my head.
As time goes on, despite myself, I began to become more sure with my words. The more I ponder about it, the more I believed my hastily slap-dashed plan had the capability of actually working.
With new confidence, I continue to await Mrs. Hayden's decisions.
"… I understand that you are truly passionate about making this club. While, there are a few things I would like an elaboration on, but I don't see any problems with your club itself"
"Thank you very much."
"… However, this only makes me more confused. Why am I the one you guys chose to become your club advisor? Honestly, I hardly know anything about massages myself. I don't think I could possibly give you guys any useful advice in the first place."
"Uh, that's—we just thought that it would be good for you to become our club advisor Mrs. Hayden…."
That's a good question... Unfortunately, I have no answer for it.

I still have no clue as to why Lexi chose Mrs. Hayden to become our club advisor before she brought me here suddenly. My confidence from before is starting to fade. What am suppose to say now?
Noticing that I was troubled, Lexi chimed in a timely manner.
"It's not that we thought Mrs. Hayden would be good for us if you become our club advisor. Rather we thought it would be 'good for you' if you did."
"…  'Good for me'?"
"That's right.  I saw that lately you been having a bit of a bad mood, Mrs. Hayden. As your student, that isn't something I can let slide. I wanted to do something about it. So I had a thought, 'Why not make her our club advisor'."
"… I fail to see the connection."
Lexi… are you doing what I think you are doing?
Noticing my gaze, Lexi gave me a wink.
"You see Mrs. Hayden, Dan-Dan's massage Skills are really amazing. Once he is done with you, you can really feel all of your tension go away all at once. If you were to become our club advisor, you could receive a massage anytime."
Lexi continued to talk to Mrs. Hayden as though she is doing a sales pitch.
Mrs. Hayden, surprised my Lexi's proposal, could only slowly blink as she tried to digest Lexi's words.
"… While I am glad that a student of mine is worried about my mental health, I know my body best. This is a personal problem of mine that I can deal with on my own. Although a massage sounds kind of nice, I don't think it could solve my problem."
"Why don't you try it first?"
"Eh?"
"Right now. At this very moment. Let's have Dan-Dan give you a massage. If even after you received his massage and you still don't want to be our club advisor, we will respect your wishes."

It is the year 202X, this is an Earth whose history is slightly different from our own. However, it was that 'slight' difference that changed life on the world as we know it.

Daniel Foster is an ordinary young man born in a time where young men and women, who come of age, can receive a System tailor-made to their potential. When it was time for Daniel to receive his, the one he received was called: the Ero Masseuse System. 

Through clearing certain conditions unique to them, people can level up their Systems. As you might have guessed, through completing many erotic conditions, Daniel is able to level up his System. For a young teenaged boy, such a System is usually a dream come true.

However, for the sake of Daniel's goal, Daniel felt only deep disappointment with what appears to be a weak System. Wanting to vent, he told his best friend all about his true feelings. While laughing at his predicament, 'she' also pity for her disappointed friend. Wanting to do something, 'she' offered a surprising proposal.

“…..Hey? If it’s okay with you, you can practice massaging. With me that is.”

“….Huh?”

From then on, Daniel's fate had changed completely.

(*) indicates erotic scenes without penetration.
(**) indicates erotic scenes with penetration. 

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After Fern and Emily have collected all their food, they move to sit down at a table. Emily's plate is overflowing with pasta, meat, fruits, and veggies and Fern has gotten a chicken caesar sandwich wrap and an apple. 

Spotting a table that has other people who are living in the dorm, Emily starts walking in their direction. Not one to enjoy talking with people that she barely knows, Fern is immediately alerted to this foreboding behaviour and searches the room for an empty table. She speed walks to an empty table and sits down before Emily can protest. 

Grumpy, Emily says, "this is supposed to be the prime of our lives! Why are we sitting over here when we could be talking to people?" 

"You've been talking to people all day. Please spare your introverted friend from more social interaction." 

Picking at her food, Emily says, "Well... I'll allow it because I'm a good friend, but I have a demand." 

Amused by Emily's contradiction, Fern says, "I don't think you can both be a good friend and make demands." 

"Good friends make each other leave their comfort zone." Opening up the excel sheet app on her phone, Emily says, "Anyways, I made a list of all the clubs we could join. Pick one or two." 

With a groan, Fern says, "If I didn't know any better, I would say that you're my mom. I don't understand why you want to be so involved in school." 

"Because this is a once in a lifetime opportunity to network with as many people as possible! Besides, university involvement looks good on a resume. If you don't pick a club, I'll pick one for you." 

With a frown, Fern takes Emily's phone and starts skimming through all the clubs. 

After the two have eaten almost all of their dinner, Fern finally hands Emily back her phone. Looking expectantly, Emily says, "well?" 

"I don't like any of them." 

"What? How can you not like any of them? There's even one where all you do is watch movies. I thought you would be all of that one, at least." 

"Being a part of a movie-watching club isn't gonna help me get a science job, is it?" 

"... Fair point."

"So, you're gonna give up on the club idea?" 

Emily looks at Fern as if she said the most absurd thing ever and responds, "of course not." 

"Uh-huh" 

"We'll just start our own club." 

" ... " 

"Yeah! Let's start a club!"  Lightly bonking her head with her hand, Emily says, "Honestly, why didn't we do that in the first place? That'll look way better on resumes, and we'll get to meet a bunch of people. I wonder what forms we have to fill out- " 

"Hold on! Starting a club?! Do you have any idea how much work that is? You can't just casually say, 'Oh yeah, let's make a club.' It's a big commitment." 

"Sure, I can. We, the world's best team, can totally do it." 

Getting up to drop off her empty plate at the dishwashing station, Fern just shakes her head as she walks away. 

Still optimistic, Emily follows behind and says, "It could be a pet sitting club where we just play with people's pets?" 

"..." 

"Or... A sustainable gardening club where we grow plants in a building?" 

Interested, Fern says nothing but looks at Emily out of the corner of her eye.

Encouraged, Emily says, "How about- a research club! We'll get funding to do research projects." 

Now fully engaged, Fern says, "Who will be in charge of finding club members?" 

With a big grin, Emily says, "Obviously, me! I'll even do all the social media and fundraising. All you need to do is do some interesting research." 

"Sounds too good to be true." 

Wrapping her arm around Fern, Emily looks forward and smugly says, "You're welcome."

A young university student, Fern, is a mess. She has yet to find something that makes her feel passionately excited. 

When Fern receives a bad mark on a research project proposal, she is forced to seek help from a professor and discovers the magic of biology. 

As Fern pursues her fascination with the field, she and her friends will inadvertently revolutionize the world's understanding of the planet and its inhabitants.

"What?!" Qiao Nan, who helped support Feng Qianqian, was thinking of sending her to the sick bay or to the hospital. Instead, Xu Shengnan ordered Qiao Nan to stand in for Feng Qianqian out of the blue. Qiao Nan was totally caught off guard and was dumbstruck. "Vice President Xu, what did you say just now? I didn't hear you clearly. A-are you kidding?"
Crap! In order to do better than the established English club and to hold their heads high, all the performers of the new English club had practiced for a long time.
They did not dare to relax or be lax with their rehearsals even during summer breaks.
Her intention from the start was to be responsible for backstage and do a good job. In the end, she was entrusted with more and more responsibilities.
Feng Qianqian had a fever and could not perform on stage. It was too much of Vice President Xu to want her to perform in her stead. "Vice President Xu, you had better find someone else. I don't have any experience in performing, and neither have I prepared any program or have any talent. Since it is a performance, one must need music and props. I did not prepare anything. Please stop teasing me." 
Vice President Xu seemed to have the habit of delegating every single task to her. Did she take her for a superwoman?
"Vice President Xu." The president's expression darkened. Of course, his anger was not directed at Qiao Nan. He was upset that such an incident happened at this juncture.
They had clearly…
But for something like this to happen now, it was too frustrating.
The president did not blame Feng Qianqian. It might be wrong of her to keep quiet that she was sick, but that was because she really wanted to participate in the event and do her best. 
She had good intentions, but what she did was wrong.
Since she valued the event, all the more she must report any unforeseen circumstances to them.
There were not many members in the new English club. The president and Xu Shengnan had already mobilized everyone that they possibly could during the summer break. 
Therefore, now that this happened, the new English club did not have any backup program.
Otherwise, Xu Shengnan would not assign multiple tasks to Qiao Nan and treat her as a know-all.
"President, vice president, Feng Qianqian is running a fever. We are done with our performances and we are not needed anymore. How about we send her to the hospital first?" Several students who were the first to perform today said anxiously. 
"Okay. There is no time to delay." The president nodded and made way so that they could send Feng Qianqian to the hospital.
The programs had all been arranged beforehand. Now that Feng Qianqian could not perform, there would be changes to the original timing.
They could change the program lists. However, it would be a big problem if the number of performances and the total duration of the whole program was reduced.
Nobody wanted to lose out to others.
It was especially so for Xu Shengnan. She knew the total duration of the entire program of the established English club.
Even though there were not as many members in her club, she had told her members that they must not lose out to the established English club.
In short, since they could not compete with the established English club in terms of their props or quality of the performances, they must not lose out to them in terms of program duration.
If they could not compete against the established English club, there was no need for the new English club to organize the event. They should admit defeat directly.
Because of Xu Shengnan's temper, even if they had better props and just as good performances as the established English Club today, she was unwilling to lose to them in terms of program duration. 
It was not easy for the new English club to defeat the established English club. However, Xu Shengnan wanted to put up a strong fight. She was unwilling to give up or be slipshod in her work. As long as it was within their means to put in extra effort to make it happen, she would make sure that they did it.
Xu Shengnan pranced around like a ferocious lion with a sullen expression on her face. "Qiao Nan, I know that this will put you in a difficult position, but you do not need to be burdened. You can simply go on stage to sing a song. As for the accompaniment music… It does not matter even if there is no accompaniment music. Do any of you over here know how to play the instrument? Can you play the accompaniment music for Qiao Nan? If not, Qiao Nan, you can sing an unaccompanied song. You are the new star in the school. It will be an added bonus to have you sing on stage. Qiao Nan, we have worked hard for so long. We must not give up at the last moment. We must persist until the end. No matter how difficult it is for you, you have to do it for the club!"
"…" Qiao Nan felt like weeping but had no tears. "Vice President Xu, how am I supposed to do it?"
"Don't be like this. Like I have said, this is an emergency. It has nothing to do with you. You are entrusted with a mission at a critical moment. Regardless of the results, you do not have to take responsibility for it. You can just go ahead to sing an unaccompanied song on the stage." There were not enough members. Xu Shengnan had no other choice. 
Since they changed the programs at the last minute, they had no time to find accompaniment music. Everything was too rushed.
Xu Shengnan heard that the current program on stage was half-way done. She could not help but turn teary. "The program before you is about to end. Qiao Nan, you have to do it."
Qiao Nan had a bitter smile on her face. How could it be easy for her to stand on the stage?
"Senior Zou, let me tell you a piece of good news." Even though Lü Yan was watching the performance at the established English club, she had sharp ears. She heard that there was some trouble at the new English club. "A student for one of the performances of the new English club is sick but kept quiet about it. However, she is too sick and has to be sent to the hospital. The new English club did not have any alternative program. It seems like they are in deep trouble."
The new English club was down on its luck. But this was definitely a piece of good news to the established English club.
As long as the new English club did not do well, it was pointless that Qiao Nan was the secretary. Even if Qiao Nan became the vice president, she would end up like Senior Xu. It was meaningless to be in the position and she would be bullied.
Lü Yan felt like singing and dancing to celebrate the big crisis that Qiao Nan faced.
"Really?" Zou Wenxuan's eyes lit up. "In the past, given Xu Shengnan's temper, even if she did not have any alternative program or had to come up with something right away, she would make sure that the program duration was as long as ours. Take another look to see how Xu Shengnan is dealing with it."
Zou Wenxuan was elated that the new English club was in trouble.
However, back then, nobody believed that the new English club would be able to secure funds, yet they managed to organize fabulous events and heat up the atmosphere. 
Zou Wenxuan had been through similar situations before. Therefore, she dared not rejoice too early. She was patient, wanting to know how Xu Shengnan was going to deal with it.
Qiao Nan had already given a harsh blow by securing the sponsors.
Qiao Nan should not have the capability of helping the new English club to avert the crisis and putting the club back on its feet, did she?
[0] He was a Chinese communist soldier in the People's Liberation Army during the Chinese Civil War.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

The next day, Sadik and Peter were going to class where they met a teacher standing by the road side close to SS2 block."Hey, you boys should come here" the teacher called. Sadik and Peter walked to him" Good morning sir" they greeted him."Good morning how are you?" The teacher questioned."We are doing okay sir" they answered."Could you boys do me a favour by delivering these keys to the class captain of SS2 D" the said teacher handing a bunch of keys to Sadik."Okay sir, we will" they replied and continue to walk their way to class."You should deliver the keys since SS2 D is close to your class" Peter said. "I don't even know where it's located" Sadik complained."It's just above your class on the third floor" Peter answered."Okay we will meet when class is over" Sadik replied and they got separated.
 Sadik moved to the third floor and discovered SS2 D. As he was about to enter the class, he unexpectedly saw Fatima coming out of the same class. Out of fear, he dropped the bunch of keys he was holding without even noticing it. His heart was beating like a big band drum and his hands were terribly shaking like a vibrating phone. He bent down and picked up the keys. When got up, he saw Mary sitting at the last sit."Hey Mary, can I have a moment of your time please?" Sadik requested."Oh I suppose so" she replied and got out of her sit. Hey V boy, what brings you here?" One of the boys mocked. Sadik turned at looked at him smiling."Thanks for the nickname" Sadik replied and the class started laughing."How was your night Sadik?" Mary asked."It was good, are you a member of this class?" Sadik asked."Of course I am" she replied."Who is the class captain of this class? I was given a bunch of keys to hand him" Sadik mentioned."He's gone out, but you can give it to me to give him when he returns" she replied."Oh I'm so grateful Mary" Sadik thanked and handed her the keys. 
When Sadik turned to leave the class, again he saw Fatima coming back to the class. They both quickly looked away after an eye contact. The same reaction that happened before occurred again. He quickly walked out of SS2 D and went to his seating position in his class. His heart was still beating fast even after he sat down on his seat."Hey Sadik, why do u look anxious?" Sarah observed."I'm okay Sarah" Sadik replied."That's not right" she argued."Did someone bother you?" She asked."No I'm really okay" Sadik responded."Oh what a relieve" Sarah sighted."We have club and society today, and each student is expected to join at least a single club" Sarah explained."Oh really? What club do you belong to?" Sadik questioned."I'm a member of JETS club, will you join the club? Most of bright students of this school are members of the club" Sarah emphasized."Okay I will think about it" Sadik concluded. 
In the evening when it was 4 O'clock, all the students were going to their respective clubs."What club do you want to join?" Peter asked Sadik."Maybe it should be JETS club" Sadik replied."So you are not even sure of which club to join" Peter jokingly said."If I should ask, what's the full meaning of JETS" Peter continued."Are you trying to mess with me?" Sadik replied as he tried to grab Peter. Peter ran away from him laughing and Anas appeared before them."Hey house captain, Sadik said he wants to join JETS club" Peter reported."Oh really? Then he should meet the head boy, for he's the president of the club" Anas directed."Oh thank you house captain" Sadik replied and they left Anas behind talking to some students."So what's your club" Sadik asked Peter."I'm in red cross club" Peter answered."Hey there is the head boy, tell him you want to join his club" Peter said pointing in the direction of the head boy."Excuse please, this boy wants to talk to you" Peter yelled to the head boy."Let him be quick, because I have something to do" the head boy said. Sadik ran to him."I want to the join JETS club" Sadik said."Oh that's good, please follow me, I am on my way to where the club holds its meeting" the head boy said. Sadik turned to Peter."We will meet later" yelled Sadik and they departed.
The JETS club usually holds its meeting in the school Physics laboratory. The laboratory was big enough to be occupied by 100 students. They got to the laboratory after about 5 minutes. As far as Sadik could remember, he had never seen a laboratory as beautiful as this.  When they entered the laboratory, he was startled Fatima was also there. When he got close to her, his heartbeat became quicker than usual. He tried his best not make an eye contact with her. She was sitting in the front seat. In order to avoid her, he tried to move to back seat. He also saw her James there, and he knew trouble won't be far away."Hey Sadik" Sarah called out. When Sadik saw her, he moved towards her direction."I can't believe you're here" she smiled."I don't know what club to join that's why I joined the JETS club" Sadik replied."We have about 10 clubs in this school, and you still don't know which one to choose?" She asked."Well,I think I know which one to choose now, that's why I came here" Sadik grinned. 
The patron entered the lab, and all the students stood up and greeted him."Please have your sits" the patron ordered and the students sat down."Is like I'm seeing a new face here" the patron noticed."You there, are you a member of this club?" The patron pointed at Sadik."Yes I am, I joined the club today" Sadik answered. "Could you please introduce yourself?"My name is Sadik Tanko from SS2 C, I feel so honoured to be in this club" Sadik introduced."That's my V boy" James mocked and the students laughed."It seems to me like you are not serious" the patron said looking at James."Okay let's go into our business" the patron suggested. He started explaining science and technology to the students then came in Mary."Why are you late Miss Mary?" The patron questioned her."I was in the clinic sir" she answered."Okay please hurry up and have a seat" the patron ordered."Big mama, please don't break our seats" James teased. The patron stopped the students when they were laughing."Go out, your presence is a big nuisance to my club" the patron shouted at James. Sadik was so relieved when heard that."I'm sorry, I will never do it again sir" James pleaded."Okay any mistake from you and I will kick you out of my club" the patron warned."You should have kicked him out right away" Sadik angrily said in his mind. The teacher continued with what he was doing. At 5:30 pm, the teacher concluded, he gave them an assignment and asked the students to take their leave. 
When Sadik got out of the laboratory, he saw James following Fatima."Please listen to me Fatima, just five minutes and I will be done" James pleaded. She kept walking without even looking at his direction and Sadik was behind them watching everything."Okay give me your assignment, I will help you do it" James insisted."No thanks, you have an ugly hand writing" she replied. Sadik started laughing when Fatima said that."But at least, my hand writing is more good looking than someone" James grinned at Sadik. Sadik did not say anything; he increased his steps and left them.

It tells a loves story between a very poor boy from a village and a girl from a very rich family Royal secondary school is a school with students from prestigious families with different cultural background from different part of Nigeria. Fatima happened to be the student with the best result in the whole school. Many boys seemed to be enchanted by her beauty and had been going after her since her first year at the school. Meanwhile, Sadik is a village boy who newly arrived at Royal secondary school after winning a scholarship. Most of his teachers thought he is someone weak who got into the school by chance, and he became the object of mockery to most of the students. Sarah and Peter encouraged him to endure all the hardship he encountered. Things began to get more interesting when Sadik fell unconditionally for Fatima. Does he stand a chance of winning her heart when almost every boy at school is battling for it? And how would Sarah react if she finds out he is in love with the worst enemy she has at school? Find out by reading more on the unexpected surprise8

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