With Bumantha, Kafra, and Eidolin, Lorain Hill went to the front of the student union building, and after consulting the detailed situation, he filled out the form and began to apply for the creation of a club.

In addition to some common application materials, it is also necessary to fill in the central theme of the association.

"What do you think about this?" Lorain Hill sat at a table in the corner of the hall, and Lorain Hill asked everyone.

"Whew, I don't know, I listen to Lorain." The night spirit leaned on Lorain's shoulder, a little wanted to sleep, obviously she hadn't called her before, she volunteered to follow, but now she was sleepy.

"As long as I can have a stable place to study, I will be satisfied." Kafra, a good student, replied.

"A club with all kinds of food and snacks?" Bumantha spoke out what she had been waiting for for a long time.

"This seems good, but will it make others think that we are not serious." Loren Hill was a little hesitant, after all, when others asked in the future, they still had to introduce themselves.

"Then let's add sleep~" The night spirit covered his mouth and yawned again, and said with sleepy eyes.

"A club where you can eat and sleep peacefully?" Lorain Hill said suspiciously, didn't he say that he would come to study, how did he become like this.

"Well, that's good." Bumantha nodded expectantly, and Lorain Hill turned her gaze to the others.

"Yes." Kafra nodded, it would be nice to have a quiet and warm place.

"I'm for it." The night spirit struggled to raise an arm, raised its small white hand, and then shrugged it down again.

"Uh..... All right. Loren Hill reluctantly wrote, seeing with his own eyes that the club had gone against his original intentions when it was established.

Then it was difficult to fill in the name of the club at the end.

"The name ......" Bumantha pressed her fingertips to her lips and thought slowly.

"Let's call it 'Rainbow Bread'."

"Hungry Dragon Roar~" Night Spirit closed his eyes and whispered the name.

"How about calling it 'Black Water Lily', it matches Loraine's temperament." Kafra finally said a serious name, but why use me as a metaphor, Loren thought to herself.

"Well, this is not bad, the black lotus is very beautiful and the dim sum is very compatible, and the water lily also has a sleeping word, which is in line with the idea." Bumantha nodded while analyzing, and finally unanimously approved the name of the society, 'Black Water Lily'.

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In this way, a small club was established, and the club room was assigned to the third floor of the Brownstone Building in the activity area of the central school building.

In the evening, when I opened the door of the Brownstone Building, I was greeted by a lively scene, one side of the hall was separated by a small dark brown cabinet wall, and inside were a few small tables and a bar counter against the wall.

Inside the counter stood a young elf with pointed ears, he was wearing a black and white dress, shaking a cocktail glass in his hand, and then put it on the table with a snap, several strong men sitting in front of the counter applauded, and then pushed out his glass, watching the amber liquor pour into it, splashing layers of bubbles, and finally drinking it all.

There were also some people sitting at the small tables around them, and they should be dressed as senior students from various colleges. For a while, the sound of wine glasses colliding, talking, cheering, and the sound of collision from the other side penetrated into my ears one after another.

Lorain Hill looked around and saw a thick dark brown wooden sign near the ceiling that read 'Fire Fist and Wine' in bold letters, and the hall on the first floor was divided into two parts, except for the middle passage, which was displayed like a bar on the left and a circular ring on the right.

Looking at this scene in front of him, several girls who were looking for the activity room were stunned.

The ring is made of thick oak and is surrounded by a half-man-high stake fence with rough ropes that enclose the circular space inside.

Several burning pine resin iron lanterns hung on the ring, illuminating it brightly, and two young men who had taken off their shirts fought barearm in the middle, they did not use extraordinary strength, but only the strength of their flesh collided with each other, and let out a beast-like roar, blood surged all over their bodies, their flesh shook, and countless beads of sweat spilled from their bodies. And around him was a group of applauding students, who looked excited, as if they were the ones who were fighting against others.

"Good!"

"Hit him, hit him in that stinky face, didn't he laugh at you, him!" A fat man stood on a chair and raised his fist to cheer one of them on.

"Don't throw in the towel, Jack, yes, that's it, keep going!"

"Nanke, kick him with your strong thighs! How can you hesitate as much as the little girl, ah! ”

"Slap him in the face, stupid pig, beat him to a pig's head!"

A group of people cheered for their supporters, spitting stars flying wildly, and some of them were spinning and waving their clothes, and the scene was as crazy as a group of demons dancing.

"Ah, this ......"

Looking at the scene in front of them, several girls who did not match the style of painting were surprised, and it took a while to see a senior sister who walked down the stairs in front of them, and after asking her, she learned that the entire hall on the first floor was the territory of the club's 'Fire Fist and Wine'.

The members of this club are basically men, and their biggest hobbies are drinking and 'fighting', but this kind of fighting is more like a kind of fighting, and the two sides are in the ring, without extraordinary strength, only with their bodies, colliding with each other, venting their inner irritability and unhappiness. After the fight, although my whole body was as sore as if it was falling apart, I also felt an extreme feeling of relief after release.

At the same time, when others watch, they will also feel a collision of forces, the beauty of flesh and masculinity, and they are addicted.

After the fight, you can go to the bar next to you to sit down, rest and relax, and continue to brag and fight with the opponent just now. If they feel uncomfortable, the two will go to the ring again.

Although it may seem crazy to others, the atmosphere of this club seems to have a wonderful charm, and it attracts many people every year. The location was also chosen in the central school building because it was convenient for club members at all levels.

"It's scary." Looking at those big men who were taller than themselves, fighting on the field with hideous muscles, the night spirit stuck out his tongue quietly.

"That being said, they seem to be really happy."

Loren Hill looked at the group of students who were screaming, and the joy and exhilaration, as if it were substance.

Just when several girls asked where to go up from the vacant activity room on the third floor, the fight in the ring was over, and the two big men in the ring were helped down, and the crowd surrounded the two, ready to walk through the middle of the hall and go to the bar on the other side to drink and relax.

And when one of the bald men was being helped to drink, the night spirit looked at the figure with a blue nose and swollen face in surprise, and it took a while to shout.

"Fifth brother?"

Although his mouth and nose were beaten like pigs, the night spirit still recognized that it was his cousin, who patted his chest when he came to Emenas and said that he would take care of his fifth brother, Nanke.

"Huh!?"