Bai Ningning felt slightly disoriented.

Ten minutes ago, Lingyin had settled the terms with her, exchanged contacts, and strode off with the air of a victor.

But one couldn’t help wondering—was she truly the winner?

Sitting by the sports field for ten minutes, Bai Ningning still couldn’t untangle the thought.

To her, this was a win-win: she’d joined her desired club, become a core member favored by the president, and preserved the original anime club’s spirit.

Winning twice? That *is* win-win.

On her way back, the 2D Club’s first meeting had ended. Students streamed out.

Bai Ningning bumped into the two girls from the back row—

the former anime club president, and the loli underclassman always clutching a sketchboard.

“You’re… campus beauty Bai Ningning? Everyone’s saying so,” the former president said. “Thank you for earlier.”

“Just a hollow title,” Bai Ningning replied calmly. “I didn’t help anyone. Just spoke what needed speaking.”

Repaying a kindness, that’s all.

The girls exchanged a glance. *No wonder she stood up to President Lingyin—her aura is incredible.*

Bai Ningning’s eyes landed on that… mole? No—the loli underclassman.

Without the sketchboard hiding her face, her delicately pretty, rosy-cheeked features were utterly adorable.

No offense to Xiao Yi, but in Bai Ningning’s book, this girl *owned* the Moe Loli Ranking.

“President Lingyin mentioned minor rule updates—they’ll post in the club group later,” the girl said. “Thanks to you?”

“Maybe.” Bai Ningning tugged slightly at her lips, noncommittal. “Not sure.”

*So cool.*

After farewells, the three headed separate ways.

Wait—*separate*?

Bai Ningning noticed: the girl hadn’t escorted the loli. Alone, tiny frame hunched, sketchboard shielding half her face, Nana walked toward the dorm.

Hesitating a moment, Bai Ningning followed quietly. On a deserted path, she stepped closer. “Heading back to the dorm?”

“Eep!”

Nana’s legs buckled. She tumbled straight into Bai Ningning.

*So soft… Wait, pillow? Huh?*

Face burning crimson, Nana bowed repeatedly. “S-s-sorry, senior! I didn’t mean to!”

“No problem.” Bai Ningning waved lightly. “Just happened to pass by.”

“…Oh.”

No sooner had Nana calmed than Bai Ningning asked, curious: “Why aren’t you on the school’s Moe Loli Ranking? You should be #1.”

Flustered, Nana stammered, “N-no, I’m not that…”

“I say you are. Why aren’t you listed?”

“B-because I always hold this.” Nana glanced at her sketchboard. “No one sees my face.”

Ah. Makes sense.

“The former president didn’t walk you back?” Bai Ningning pressed. “Volunteers should.”

“She’s not a volunteer—just a kind senior. I met her online asking about clubs with no attendance rules.”

“Then who’s *your* volunteer?”

“No one.” Nana shook her head. “I snuck in.”

*Sketchboard covering her chest, giant backpack, slipping through shadows by the gate—undetected.*

Bai Ningning mentally pictured it.

*Damn.*

“Since we’re clubmates now,” Bai Ningning pulled out her phone, QR code glowing, “add me. For contact.”

Nana hesitated.

*A cool senior adding me on first meet? If we meet again…*

“Don’t worry.” Bai Ningning tapped her own innocent loli face. “We’re the same type.”

*Just a slightly bigger pillow.*

Nana’s guard softened. She scanned the code.

“‘Nana-chan is almost done’?” Bai Ningning tilted her head. “What’s almost done?”

*The pure kind?*

“The… the artwork!” Nana stroked her sketchboard. “I take illustration commissions.”

*Commercial-level artist? Respect.*

They’d reached the dorm. To hide she wasn’t “passing by,” Bai Ningning stopped early.

“I’ll grab water. You go up.”

“O-oh… Bye, senior.”

Two steps away, Bai Ningning turned. “You have military training tomorrow?”

“Y-yes…” Nana’s face fell. “Military training…”

“I’ll come.” Bai Ningning’s tone stayed cool. “Bringing supplies for my mentee—I’ll bring you some too.”

“Eh?”

Before Nana could react, Bai Ningning was gone.

Watching her retreating figure, Nana’s cheeks flushed. Her eyes welled.

*Senior… words cold, but… so gentle.*

*Sniff.*

…

Resting in the lounge, Bai Ningning’s heart raced with joy.

Joined her dream club. Carried the old spirit forward. Met an absurdly cute illustrator loli.

Three wins.

Habit kicked in. Phone out. Random group chat open. *Before reincarnation, I’d share exciting stuff with my silly group.*

Fingers flew—*clackety-clack*—send.

[Ningning Doesn't Know]: “Today was amazing! Met the cutest loli underclassman EVER—so sweet! We even exchanged contacts!”

*They’ll be so jealous… Wait. Why does my ID look wrong?*

Avatar. ID. Group name.

Cold sweat.

*Oh no. Wrong account.*

[You recalled a message]

[Ningning Doesn't Know]: “Sorry, wrong group. Nothing.”

Too late. Everyone saw.

[Princess-Dress Ajin]: “Uh… Senior Bai, you…”

[Jeans Lanlan]: “All I wanna do is @Xiao Yi”

[Twin-Tails Xiao Yi]: “…Should I leave?”

Silent in the chat, Xin had already opened the forum—scouring the Moe Loli Ranking for *exactly* which little fox…