Animation Club

Lin Yuxuan clenched her fists with determination.

“Choose B!” She didn’t want to keep bullying poor Wenwen anymore. This time, she’d support herself—no more freeloading!

[You chose Option B. You decided to find your own way forward—but without interfering with school, your part-time job options were limited. You needed something flexible, affordable, and suitable for a student.]

[As you searched for work, you realized this world was quite different from the one you came from. For example, in this world, school clubs were actually profit-driven organizations—you could join one of interest and earn real money.]

“Huh? Clubs actually pay people?!”

Yuxuan recalled what she knew about this world. Though it looked similar to her old one, there were some major differences. Take school clubs in this version of China—they were even wilder than anime tropes.

Take badminton club as an example: In her original world, they just played matches at school or maybe did inter-school friendlies.

But here? The badminton club was all about making money! Members got paid according to their rank and role in the club. Each club had its own accountant to handle payroll.

Of course, such a system required serious funding.

Part of the budget came from school subsidies—awarded only to active clubs. But each club also had its own “economic pillar.” The badminton club made most of its money through tournament prize winnings.

Each club functioned like a small company, relying on income from its main activity to keep running. Clubs that couldn’t sustain themselves would be forced into “bankruptcy,” disbanded and forced to return all club assets to the school.

The goal of extracurricular activities in this world was clear: *Prepare students for real working life.* Some students even used club earnings to pay for tuition.

[After careful consideration, you narrowed your choices down to the following:]

A.
Join the cooking club as a chef (requires Cooking – Level 3; you don’t have this skill)

B.
Join the table tennis team as a player (requires Table Tennis – Level 3; you don’t have this skill)

C.
Join the manga club as a doujinshi artist (requires Painting – Level 3; you currently have Painting – Level 2)

D.
Join the anime club as a cosplayer (requires a beauty score of at least 6; yours is 11)

Yuxuan carefully went through each option.

Only C and D seemed viable right now—but you hadn’t reached the skill requirement for the manga club yet.

“I wonder how long it’ll take me to level up if I start learning now?”

She asked curiously.

[Based on current experience rates, it will take approximately one year to reach Painting – Level 3. Advancing from Level 3 to Level 4 may take even longer—at least five years.]

“Eh?! That long?!”

Yuxuan thought it over. It made sense, really. Art skills improved fast when you started with guidance, but mastery took years of dedication.

So for now, no manga club for her. Looks like D was the only path forward.

Never thought I’d end up being someone who has nothing but looks going for her…呜呜呜…

[You chose Option D.]

[For now, you had to rely on your strongest asset—you signed up for an audition with the anime club. The interview was scheduled for tomorrow.]

[You had plenty of time to prepare. What will you do?]

A.
Research the anime club’s audition process—maybe get a head start.

B.
Try bribing someone inside the club beforehand.

C.
Ask Tang Yawen for advice—see what she thinks.

“Well, I probably can’t afford B anyway… Unless I want to do something *really* sketchy. Nope, definitely not picking that.”

“As for C… asking Tang Yawen wouldn’t help much. She doesn’t know anything about this field. It’d just waste my precious prep time. Sure, it might raise her affection, but it won’t help me pass the audition.”

“I’ll go with A.”

[You chose Option A.]

[You headed to the campus forum and found some information about the anime club.]

[There were no set rules for auditions—the success rate was low, though. The anime club was formed by merging two nearly bankrupt ones. Performance-wise, it wasn’t great. But when it came to selecting members, they were unusually strict.]

[No fixed format. No clear standards. Just… confusing.]

[Instead of gaining useful intel, the forum posts only made you more nervous.]

“Ugh…?”

So this is what happens when you ask netizens for advice…

At this point, talking to Teacher Wenwen might’ve been better… At least sweet Wenwen would calm me down a bit.

[Time passed quickly. The next day arrived.]

[You arrived at the audition venue, where you were greeted by a tall, purple-haired senior girl.]

With those words, a memory surged into Yuxuan’s mind.

It was a woman with long, violet-colored hair—her mature aura radiated like that of a domineering older sister. Her cold, expressionless face screamed “don’t mess with me.”

Those beautiful lavender eyes flickered strangely when they landed on you.

[The interview began. She casually asked a few questions—questions like “relationship status,” “bra size,” “virginity status,” and “do you masturbate when bored?”]

[You felt shy, but assumed these must be standard questions for joining the club. So you answered honestly: single, E-cup, untouched, and yes, sometimes you do self-soothe when lonely.]

“No way! Did I really say all that?!”

Yuxuan’s face burned bright red—like a scalding iron ready to steam at any moment.

The simulator was so immersive that the emotions from the scene flooded directly into her mind. Not just the memories—she even felt the embarrassment of the version of her inside the simulation. And now, she was blushing too!

[Seeing your honest answers, the purple-haired girl seemed satisfied. Then came the most important question.]

[“You’ve heard the rumors about the cosplay scene being chaotic, haven’t you? What do you think about that?” She stood against the wall, arms crossed, brows slightly furrowed.]

[You knew she liked your earlier answers—your obedience fit her needs perfectly. This final question would determine everything.]

[You had heard some things before. Like her, many saw cosplayers as a “wild” crowd. But you didn’t want to generalize—it might give the senior a bad impression. On the other hand, flattery might not impress this icy beauty either. So what would you do?]

A.
Tell the truth—share your experiences and stereotypes.

B.
Flatter her—avoid saying anything offensive.

“Hmm…”

Yuxuan hesitated between the two. Neither choice seemed perfect.

“Whatever. I’ll pick B. Can’t badmouth the industry in front of her, right?”

[You chose Option B.]

[The icy beauty didn’t smile. Instead, her expression turned serious as she leaned in and said, “Sorry, you guessed wrong. This industry *is* messy. If you want to join us, your first task is to kiss me. Tongue included. Once you’re officially in, you’ll be my personal plaything. Senpai exists to use underclassmen hard~”]

[Her bold words startled you. But thinking about how much effort you’d already invested, and how much teasing you’d already endured, you figured—what’s one more time? Besides, this pretty big sis didn’t seem like a bad person. Pretty girls never lie, right?]

[You decided to show off your amazing kissing skills…]

“No way… huh?!!!”

Why did the evil simulator cut out the choices at a time like this?!

I’m gonna get taken advantage of by a bad woman again!

If I had a choice, I’d definitely refuse!!

Absolutely not letting myself get kissed by a scary lady!