Bringing Bumansa, Kafla, and Ye Ling, Loran Hill came to the front of the student union building. After consulting the detailed situation, he filled out the form and began to apply to create a club.
In addition to some common application materials, you must also fill in the central purpose of the club.
"What do you think about this?" Loran Hill asked everyone while sitting at a table in the corner of the hall.
"Huh, I don't know. I'll listen to Roland." Ye Ling leaned on Roland Hill's shoulder and felt a little sleepy. She had volunteered to come here even though he hadn't called her before, but now she was very sleepy.
"As for me, I'll be satisfied as long as I can have a stable place to study." The good student Kafla replied.
"A club with all kinds of delicious food and snacks?" Bumansa said what she had been looking forward to for a long time.
"This seems good, but will it make others think we are not serious?" Loran Hill was a little hesitant. After all, he still had to introduce himself when others asked him about it.
"Then let's add sleep~" Ye Ling covered her mouth and yawned again, saying with sleepy eyes.
"A club with delicious snacks and where you can sleep peacefully?" Loran Hill asked in confusion. Didn't they agree to come here to study? How did it become like this?
"Well, that's good." Bumansha nodded expectantly, and Loranhill turned his gaze to others.
"Sure." Kafla also nodded. It would be nice to have a quiet and warm place.
"I agree." Ye Ling raised one arm with difficulty, raised her fair little hand, and then lowered it again.
"Uh... okay." Loran Hill wrote helplessly, having witnessed with his own eyes that the society went against its original intention when it was established.
Then when it came time to fill in the name of the club, I was in trouble again.
"As for the name..." Bumansha pressed her fingertips to her lips and thought slowly.
"Let's call it 'Rainbow Bread'."
"Hungry Dragon's Roar~" Ye Ling closed his eyes and whispered the name.
"How about calling it 'Black Water Lily'? It matches Roland's temperament." Kafla finally came up with a serious name, but why use me as a metaphor, Roland thought.
"Well, this one is not bad either. The black lotus is very beautiful and goes well with the snacks. The word 'water lily' also contains the word 'sleep', which fits the concept." Bumansha nodded as she analyzed, and finally the name of the club was unanimously approved, 'Black Water Lily'.
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In this way, a small club was established, and the club activity room was allocated on the third floor of the Brown Rock Building in the activity area of the central school building.
In the evening, when you push open the door of the Brownstone Hall, a lively scene comes into view. One side of the hall is separated by a low dark brown cabinet wall, inside which are several small tables and a bar counter against the wall.
A young elf with pointed ears stood behind the counter. He was wearing a black and white suit and shaking a cocktail glass in his hand. Then he put it on the table with a bang. Several strong men sitting in front of the counter cheered, then pushed out their glasses, watched the amber liquor pour into it, splashing layers of bubbles, and finally drank it all.
There were also people sitting at the small tables around them. Judging by their attire, they were likely senior students from various colleges. Suddenly, the sounds of clinking glasses, chattering, cheering, and even the clatter of something crashing in the other direction filled the air.
Loran Hill looked around and found a thick dark brown wooden sign hanging near the ceiling with "Fire Fist and Wine" written on it in bold font. The hall on the first floor was divided into two parts. In addition to the passage in the middle, the left side was decorated like a bar, and the right side was a circular arena.
Seeing this scene in front of them, several girls who were looking for the activity room were stunned.
The ring was built of thick oak and surrounded by a half-man-high wooden stake fence with rough ropes wrapped around it, enclosing the circular space inside.
Several blazing, resin-coated iron lanterns hung above the ring, illuminating it brilliantly. Two shirtless young men, bare-armed, clashed in the center. They used no supernatural powers, relying solely on the strength of their flesh to collide, roaring like wild beasts, their blood surging, their flesh swaying, and countless beads of sweat dripping from their bodies. Surrounding them was a group of cheering students, their expressions as excited as if they were the ones fighting.
"good!"
"Hit him, hit his stinky face, isn't he laughing at you, hit him!" A fat man stood on a chair, raised his fist high, and cheered for one of them.
"Don't give up, Jack, yes, that's it, keep going!"
"Nan Ke, use your strong thighs to kick him to pieces! Why are you hesitating like a little girl?!"
"Slap him in the face, stupid pig! Beat him into a pig's head!"
A group of people were cheering for the people they supported, spitting everywhere, and some were even spinning and waving their clothes. The scene was as crazy as a group of demons dancing wildly.
"Ah, this..."
Looking at the scene before them, several girls of different styles showed surprise. After a while, they saw a senior student coming down the stairs in front of them. After asking her, they found out that the entire hall on the first floor was the territory of the club "Fire Fist and Wine".
The members of this club are primarily male, and their biggest hobbies are drinking and fighting. However, this kind of fighting is more like a martial arts competition. In the ring, both sides, without any supernatural powers, collide with each other with their bodies, venting their inner frustration and frustration. Afterward, although their bodies ache like they've been torn apart, they also feel a sense of extreme relief.
At the same time, other people watching will also feel a collision of power, the beauty of flesh and masculinity, and feel very excited.
After the fight, they can sit down at the bar nearby, relax, and continue bragging and arguing with their opponents. If they feel unhappy with what they said, they will go to the ring again.
While it might seem crazy to others, the club's atmosphere possesses a certain allure that attracts a large number of people every year. The central campus building was chosen for its convenient location, making it convenient for club members from all grades to gather.
"How scary." Looking at those big men who were taller than both of him and had ferocious muscles fighting on the field, Ye Ling stuck out her tongue quietly.
"Even though they say that, they seem really happy."
Loran Hill looked at the group of cheering students, the joy and pleasure they exuded seemed tangible.
Just as several girls were asking which way to get to the vacant activity room on the third floor, the fight on the ring ended. The two big men on the ring were helped down. The crowd surrounded the two men and prepared to cross the middle of the hall to go to the bar on the other side to drink and relax.
When one of the bald men was being helped to drink, Ye Ling looked at the bruised figure in surprise and it took a while before he shouted.
"Fifth brother?"
Although his mouth and nose were beaten like a pig, Ye Ling still recognized him. It was his cousin who had come to Emenas with great confidence and said that he would take care of his fifth brother, Nan Ke.
"ah!?"
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