Student Council President's Welfare Distribution!

When Wu Yan returned to Hinagiku's house, it was already getting dark. He looked at the door in front of him, but he didn't have the courage to push it open.

Although it wasn't quite dinner time yet, it wasn't far off. Let's not even talk about what would happen if Wu Yan came back late, or how he would explain where he'd been if Hinagiku asked. The real problem was that if the table wasn't full of dishes by the time dinner rolled around, the Student Council President would definitely give him a few over-the-shoulder throws out of anger.

Wu Yan truly regretted it now. He'd turned a perfectly good Student Council President into a glutton, and in the end, he was the only one who would get hurt…

If Hinagiku was at home, eagerly waiting for him, then he would accept his fate. But the reality was cruel. Hinagiku was waiting for nothing more than exquisite dishes…

With a sigh, Wu Yan tensed his body, ready to become a 'sturdy' punching bag at any moment, and then pushed open the door like he was heading to his death.

"Oh my, you're back, Yan-kun…"

The delicate voice of a girl startled Wu Yan. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was, and said with a smile, "Ah, I'm back late. I'm really sorry, Madam."

Hinagiku's Mom stared intently at Wu Yan, her smile unwavering. Under her gaze, Wu Yan shuddered, feeling like she could see right through him.

Covering her mouth and giggling, Hinagiku's Mom looked at Wu Yan and said, "I don't mind at all, but shouldn't Wu Yan-kun prepare dinner for us?"

Okay, so it wasn't just the Student Council President who had become a glutton. Hinagiku's Mom had also been turned into a foodie by Wu Yan…

"I'll start preparing right away…" Wu Yan chuckled dryly, then hurriedly asked, "By the way, where is Young Miss?"

"Hmm… she's in her room. She was just talking about you. Little Wu Yan-kun, shouldn't you go and see her? For your own sake, heh heh heh."

Looking at Hinagiku's Mom's black-bellied smile and hearing that cringe-worthy nickname, Wu Yan swallowed hard and laughed foolishly. "Then… I'll go take a look."

"Be careful…" Hinagiku's Mom said kindly to Wu Yan. As for what he should be careful about, Wu Yan could guess.

"…" Wu Yan was silent, then braced himself against the feeling of his scalp crawling and walked towards Hinagiku's room.

Should I go in with a smile on my face? Or should I go in looking apologetic?

His hand stiffly grasped the doorknob, Wu Yan pondered in his heart, his mind racing, thinking about how to suffer as little physical pain as possible.

Indeed… it's better to go in looking apologetic. Perhaps the Student Council President will take pity on me and, seeing how pitiful I am, might throw a few less punches…

Thinking this, Wu Yan hardened his heart and forcefully pushed open the door to Hinagiku's room.

"Hinagiku… Hinagiku…"

The rest of Wu Yan's words got stuck in his throat. He couldn't say a single word, just stammering "Hinagiku… Hinagiku…" over and over.

Opposite him, Hinagiku stared blankly at Wu Yan, who had suddenly barged in. Her body stiffened, and she stood motionless, holding a piece of clothing in her hands…

Her pink hair was piled on top of her head, and her skin was white and tender, seemingly glowing. It made people want to reach out and touch it. Her cheeks were flushed, adding a touch of cuteness to Katsura Hinagiku, who usually looked so dignified.

The clothes she was holding fell to the ground the moment Wu Yan barged in. The Student Council President just stood there, holding the pose of holding clothes, facing Wu Y