Is this your low-key?

Beihai absolutely did not expect there to be a second round.

Now Kiyotaka Kiyotaka was sitting beside him, which meant the two could pass notes more easily, and Beihai had one more person to deal with.

Normally he only had to feed Airisu Sakura, but now he had to take care of an extra one.

Beihai really wasn't used to it. Everyone had already found their circles, and he had nestled himself in a small circle of two. Now there was another.

If nothing went wrong, things might not go so smoothly after school.

When today's classes ended and afternoon lessons were over, Airisu Sakura slung her backpack over her shoulders. As usual, she planned to walk silently back to the dormitory with Beihai.

They wouldn't speak along the way, but it was still a process of companionship. Today, however, things would not go as planned.

Kiyotaka Kiyotaka only needed to stand up and take two steps to reach Beihai, and Beihai was nowhere near as fast at packing up.

Normally, Beihai would walk with his cute pet, which saved a considerable amount of time, and no one would disturb them during that process. But today there was an extra arrangement—he needed to ask the other to go see a movie.

"Let's go, bro."

"Alright. Um, Airisu..."

Beihai was about to greet Airisu Sakura and explain.

Airisu Sakura had already packed her things and stood to the side like a fool, waiting. Her face instantly turned red.

A bit anxious in her heart, Eh, no, why is it like this? It's not usually like this. So now I'm the one being presumptuous.

Ah! What do I do?

The cute Sakura-classmate lowered her head, gripped the straps of her backpack tightly, and quickly interrupted.

"It's, it's fine. I was the one bothering Beihai."

With that, she hurried away. In her rush, as she went out the door, her head took a violent hit against the doorframe.

Letting out a whimpering sound, she rubbed her forehead and rushed out in a fluster.

Beihai raised his hand, momentarily awkward. He could only take out his terminal and send her a message, telling her not to overthink it.

"Alright, let's go."

Kiyotaka Kiyotaka also withdrew his gaze and nodded at Beihai. The two walked out of the classroom together, strolling down the hallway. The setting sun cast down on them, making them look no different from ordinary students.

Since Kiyotaka Kiyotaka had mentioned in class earlier that he wanted to earn points and already had a goal, Beihai naturally followed him to earn points first.

The two arrived at the club gathering area.

"So your way to earn points is to challenge clubs?"

Beihai wasn't surprised, only felt that the other was impressive. He knew that when it came to clubs, if you challenged one, you'd become famous on the school forum. On the other hand, you also needed enough strength.

After all, each club represented something completely different, and some weren't even competitive.

If you had to talk about competitive ones, there were basketball, fighting, archery, kendo, and so on.

These types were very popular at Sakura. Any school would definitely have them.

Others were more leisurely, like the tea ceremony club. You definitely couldn't compete with those. Otherwise, Beihai couldn't imagine how the two sides would compete—by comparing tea-making speed? And rules?

The method Kiyotaka Kiyotaka came up with naturally put him a step ahead of Beihai as he walked into the club activity area.

"You're right. If you're too weak, you'll be bullied. If you're too strong, you'll be feared. To get through campus life, you have to be like them.

Staying with Yamauchi and the others only puts you at the bottom of the contempt chain, and you won't experience any real friendship."

Beihai nodded, not denying what the other said. Those extremes like Yamauchi could talk about girls' private parts in public.

They really belonged to the category of divine beings. Even some perverted old lechers couldn't stoop to their level.

Thankfully, their sexual orientation was normal. Otherwise, Beihai really didn't want to see them hooking up.

"So you're going to master strength? Finally done hiding?"

"No, bro, you're wrong. I just want to be like you—have a stable circle, a friend I can talk to, and not stand out too much, just get through these three years of campus life."

Beihai looked at him strangely. So what exactly did he think low-key meant?

To avoid drawing attention, Beihai never came to this place. After all, if you wanted to earn a lot of points, you'd inevitably step into the public eye.

No matter what, Beihai had a system and had surpassed human limits. Winning points here would be easy, but he wouldn't come. Otherwise, once he challenged a club, not just the Student Council but even the teachers would know.

Beihai watched as Kiyotaka Kiyotaka walked into the Archery Club.

He found the other club's members and proposed a Bet Agreement. To secure the victory and make things go smoothly, Beihai contributed his points.

The other had carried a Game Console to find Beihai yesterday, which had indeed spent the few points he had. Now, for the bet, he couldn't even get on the table unless he signed an agreement, but that was too troublesome.

Kiyotaka Kiyotaka looked at the over 1.4 million points on Beihai's terminal and understood in his heart. Sure enough, his brother had not only hidden himself well

but had also earned points, so secretly that even he hadn't noticed.

That senior from the Archery Club agreed to the bet but kindly warned Beihai.

"Be careful not to be let down by your friend. I won't go easy on you, and I certainly won't hold back. If you withdraw now, you can still preserve these points."

"Thank you for the advice, senior. I believe in my brother's strength."

Kiyotaka Kiyotaka's expression showed nothing extra as he picked up the bow and began to try, but inside his mind, it was a completely different story—

Beihai trusted him this much, yet he had never shown Beihai any extraordinary ability.

If he had to put it into words, they had only met once, then played games for a day—and that was enough for such trust?

With the buff of a true friend, the feeling was indeed different. It seemed he was learning something.

If these were surface-level friends, no need to think twice—they definitely wouldn't give it, would just see it as a hassle, or even feel deceived.

But Beihai's heart held none of those thoughts. He simply felt that Kiyotaka Kiyotaka surely knew what he was doing. If he didn't, why would he come here? Was he here to hand over points? No one was foolish enough for that.

Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow—a perfect ten-ring.

As expected, with both parties thinking differently, yet somehow aligning at the critical moment, this sense of mutual understanding felt a little strange.

To put it plainly, the process was all wrong, but the result happened to be right. So neither of them panicked. Kiyotaka Kiyotaka perfectly defeated his opponent and claimed the points.