1./ System: “Yuzou Rika! Our mission is to win over the club presidents and collect each of their club members as part of the package!”
Miyazono Yuzou Rika's eyes widened in shock: What?!
You mean that flamboyant, arrogant young heir of a wealthy family, the president with his host-club entourage? 👑🌹
You mean that icy, aloof president, the beloved white moonlight of everyone, and his club members? 🍎🧊
You mean that gentle, distant, devastatingly beautiful succubus of a president and his club members? ❄️🎨
You mean that fresh, funny, ridiculously handsome president? 🌿🪨
I'm supposed to win them over? Me? Isn't every single one of those routes ridiculously difficult?
2./
Later.
In front of everyone at a grand banquet, the wealthy young heir dropped to one knee, cradled her ankle, and put on her shoe. His movements were so careful and reverent, as if he were holding his most beloved treasure.
System: “Yuzou Rika, you could ask him to go forage for wild vegetables with you and live in a rented shack, and he'd agree.”
Someone saw the aloof beauty merely clasping hands with her. His arm, strengthened by the German team's training, immediately tensed, muscles bulging and veins standing out. His breathing grew ragged, and a flush of peach-pink spread across his cool, refined face, as though he were struggling to hold himself back.
System: “Yuzou Rika, congratulations on successfully dragging the aloof beauty down from his pedestal and melting the ice prince 🧊 into a love-struck fool 💛💛💛”
--
One day, on a whim, she logged into the shared account she had created long ago to strengthen the Child of God’s will to survive.
Then she discovered that it had amassed a huge number of posts. She clicked in, and every single one was marked “Visible only to me.”
“Yuzou Rika can belong to me alone. You can't leave me, okay?”*
“Which one of them do you like? No matter which one it is, in the end, you'll only have eyes for me.”
“I drew you smiling, crying, blushing, troubled, happy, and dejected... You, in every moment.”
She accidentally refreshed the page. The newest post, published just one minute ago, read:
“Yuzou Rika.”
“I’m watching you right now.”
--
The easygoing, goofy, ridiculously handsome president, who had always stayed out of competition, joined the love triangle without hesitation and became visibly competitive, fighting for her at every turn.
Later, he held her tightly against him, his voice tender and full of longing:
“I’m going back to Osaka soon, but I really don’t want to be apart from you... I even want to take you back with me just like this.”*
Miyazono Yuzou Rika, with no idea how things had gotten this way: “...But I really was just treating everyone normally?!”
Tips:
1. There is a System, but the story is mostly slice-of-life. Multiple endings, out of character, and lots of original settings. It also incorporates some slice-of-life anime; you don't need to have seen them to follow along. * refers to a Prince of Tennis otome game.
2. There will be matches, and the results will mostly follow the original story. A very small number may be adjusted for plot reasons. The author isn't a fan of any particular school, but I basically love all the presidents and club members. I dislike no one; I'm just indifferent to some. Please don't put anyone down, don't put anyone down, don't put anyone down, and don't start arguments about who's stronger. They're all equally dear to me, and I'll be very upset if you bash any of them.
3. Most of the cast will fall for the heroine, including some high schoolers. She's an ordinary person with plenty of flaws, so please don't be too hard on her. I also like writing about the soft, fuzzy thoughts of a young girl.
4. The blurb is a little rough. I'll revise it once I've figured it out.
Archived 2026/6/7
Theme: Growing up means learning to raise yourself all over again: love yourself first, then others.