After placing the sickly gyaru on the sofa, Sora naturally didn't forget his real purpose for coming. He turned and prepared to walk towards the girl with straight bangs.
Clearly.
The girl sitting behind the solid wood desk was the true person in charge of the student council.
But after taking just half a step, someone suddenly tugged at the hem of his shirt.
Sora turned his head and saw the sickly gyaru reaching out her right hand, gripping his shirt. The girl's exposed wrist was snow-white and slender, devoid of any color. Her voice remained weak, but her brown eyes brightened:
"I want a drink..."
"Drink what?"
"I LOHAS..."
"..."
Sora quickly realized what was happening and looked down at the drink in his hand.
I LOHAS is a natural water brand owned by Coca-Cola Japan, and it's quite popular right now. When he and Elf were buying drinks earlier, Sora had casually grabbed a bottle.
"Shikiya-senpai, please don't cause trouble for others." The girl with straight bangs seemed to have finally finished her work. She quickly stood up and ran over rapidly.
"Sorry, Shikiya-senpai is a bit airheaded and often does unexpected things... May I ask what brings you to the student council?"
"We're here to handle enrollment procedures." Sora pulled Elf out from behind him.
"It's for her."
"Hello." The girl with straight bangs quickly stopped, looked at Elf, raised her hand to adjust the bow on her chest, and introduced herself earnestly.
"I am Basori Tiara, the vice president of the student council. The president sent me a message yesterday saying someone was coming in this morning to handle transfer procedures... That must be you, right?"
"Please wait a moment."
"I'll get the form."
Basori Tiara clearly had a very serious and responsible personality. As she spoke, she returned behind her desk and quickly produced a form:
"May I ask, what was your previous school?"
Hearing this, Yamada Elf put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin:
"I haven't been to school."
"Eh?" An expression of confusion appeared on Basori Tiara's face, and she slightly tilted her head.
"Um... what do you mean by 'haven't been to school'?"
Sora explained from the side:
"She's been homeschooled all this time."
"I see..."
Basori Tiara blinked, her voice involuntarily softening:
"Is it because of health reasons that you chose to be homeschooled?"
Clearly, in Tiara's imagination, Elf was probably a "sickly girl plagued by illness," which was why she couldn't attend school.
"School life is an indispensable and important part of life... Let's start with filling out the enrollment form." Basori Tiara handed the form over.
"Name, age, guardian's contact information... and here and here, these are all required fields."
Yamada Elf wasn't shy. She took the pen and swiftly signed her famous name.
"Eh... Yamada Elf?"
Basori Tiara widened her eyes, muttering to herself:
"That name sounds so familiar... Isn't that the author's name of 'Explosion of the Dark Elf'?"
"Hehehe~"
Yamada Elf put her hands on her hips. Upon discovering she had been recognized, she didn't experience the shame of 'I'll die if my identity is revealed.' Instead, she smugly lifted her chin and gave a tsundere snort:
"That's right, that's me."
"I am the strongest beautiful girl light novel author in history, the savior of the light novel industry!"
"The author who wrote 'Explosion of the Dark Elf'... Yamada Elf!"
"Amazing!"
Basori Tiara widened her eyes in disbelief, her round eyes surprisingly cute:
"I thought Yamada-sensei's true identity was a middle-aged uncle, I didn't expect it to be such a young and cute girl."
"Hehehehe~"
Upon hearing the praise, Yamada Elf's chin lifted even higher. If she had a tail, it would definitely be sticking straight up right now:
"Servant, did you hear that?"
The blonde loli looked at Sora, her eyes smug:
"Everyone else praises me for being cute, you're the only one who doesn't know how to cherish me."
Sora remained expressionless, pretending he couldn't read Elf's gaze.
"Basori-san." Yamada Elf put her hands on her hips. "Do you want my autograph? Other people don't get this honor, you know."
"We can talk about autographs later." Basori Tiara quickly suppressed her shocked expression. Meticulous and serious, she slapped the enrollment form onto the desk with a smack.
"On the enrollment form, you must use your real name, not a pen name."
"T-There's a rule like that?"
"That's right. Since you've chosen to enroll, you must abide by the corresponding school rules."
"A real name..."
Yamada Elf took a half step back and cast a pitiful, pleading look at Sora.
"Don't look at me." Sora spread his hands, indicating he couldn't help. "Basori-san is right. When you come to school, you naturally have to use your real name."
"O-Okay then..."
Seeing herself isolated and without support, Yamada Elf could only agree dejectedly:
"I'll use my real name..."
Basori Tiara quickly brought over a new form, earnestly instructing:
"Elf-sensei, please fill out this application form again. Note that you must write your real name, you cannot write a pen name."
"Understood..."
Yamada Elf picked up the pen and wrote her real name on the form.
"Emily Granger..."
Sora read Elf's real name out loud from the side.
"Sora, don't look!" Yamada Elf quickly covered the form, her small face blushing. She seemingly suffered from a strange real-name-phobia.
"Real names possess magical power. Reading it out loud will cause strange things to happen... Go away, go away!"
It had to be said, Basori Tiara was indeed a very serious and responsible vice president. She didn't just toss a form and wash her hands of it; instead, she earnestly stayed by her side to guide her on how to fill it out.
Seeing that he didn't need to keep an eye on things, Sora idly walked to the side. Just as he was about to play on his phone for a bit, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a girl who had crawled over to his feet at some point:
"Ah..."
Sora was startled.
Hey, hey, what's with this pose—face tilted up, mouth open, waiting to be fed?
Looking from a top-down angle, it's truly super terrible!
"I want..."
The girl's weak voice reached Sora's ears.
Sora couldn't help but ask:
"Want what?"
"I'm shutting down..." Shikiya Yumeko's voice was weak, intermittent.
"Need... to replenish energy... Ah..."
The way you replenish energy isn't by drinking a beverage, is it?
This is our first time meeting, how can you have the nerve to ask!
Looking at Shikiya Yumeko staring unblinkingly at him, the corner of Sora's mouth twitched slightly. Truly unable to withstand her gaze, he silently handed over the unopened beverage.
If I don't satisfy her wish, I get the feeling I'll be pestered endlessly...
"Can't open it..." Shikiya Yumeko's voice was weak and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
"Help..."
If you can't even open a drink, how did you crawl over here!
Sora sighed helplessly, crouched down halfway, unscrewed the cap, and handed the drink to her.
"Thank you..."
Shikiya Yumeko took the drink. As a result, her hand trembled, and the drink spilled out, directly soaking her collar.
"Mmm... so cold..."
Shikiya Yumeko lowered her head and simply unbuttoned it. A swath of snow-white, deep cleavage instantly appeared before Sora's eyes.
"...Hopeless."
Sora silently turned his head to look elsewhere.
"Idiot Sora, what are you doing?"
Yamada Elf quickly noticed the situation here. She put her hands on her hips and charged over, huffing and puffing.
Sora was very innocent: "I didn't do anything."
"Liar, you got that girl all soaking wet..."
Shut up! Don't say things that cause misunderstandings!