"President..."
Holding Yan Huan's burning hand, Sakuragi Hitomi bit her lip.
Though filled with fear for the high table dinner that had already been ruined externally, Sakuragi Hitomi chose to trust Yan Huan at this moment...
"Clack!"
After a crisp sound, everything around started turning to dust from the ceiling, revealing the darkness outside that had passed in less than a second.
Meanwhile, Yan Huan's previously torn suit was renewed, and Sakuragi Hitomi's simple pajamas transformed into a pure white evening gown.
"Wow..."
The gentle sea breeze came with the crashing waves.
The two of them, just like that, stood, embraced at the entrance of the dance hall on the beach, unknown to anyone.
"What's going on?"
"Is there a power outage?"
"What happened..."
"Ah, a perfectly fine ball, could it really end now?"
"That would be terrible..."
All around, due to the sudden power outage, the confused voices of students and teachers rose and fell.
"Ooh..."
