Chapter 24: A Student Should Act Like One
“Lena, put your skirt down! Everything is showing! Behave yourself!”
“No one can see from the back row, and I’m only showing it to Professor, besides, it’s covered by stockings.”
But it’s even more suggestive when it’s covered!
“Lena!” Agnes frowned, a hint of annoyance in her voice.
Although angry, her outburst lacked any real force.
One of the reasons Agnes was respected was her personality.
Too gentle, too good-natured.
Those who knew Agnes understood that she was a natural softie, unable to get angry at anyone, incredibly gentle to everyone, filled with the patience of an older sister.
“Bulldozer!”
However, Lena had now pushed Agnes to her limit, even resorting to name-calling.
But her tone was more like a full-time housewife acting cutesy with her overworked husband.
“Hmm?” Lena shrugged, unapologetic.
Agnes was exasperated. “A student should act like a student and study hard. What will the teachers think if they see you like this?”
“Think about pushing me down?” Lena smirked.
Agnes retorted, “Of course not!”
Despite her reprimand, she had to admit, this notorious “human bulldozer” was quite likable in some ways. Not only were her methods of standing up for others novel, but her behavior also lacked the usual frivolousness of wealthy, spoiled children.
Although she talked a lot of nonsense… her face was undeniably stunning, adding a lot of points in her favor.
Even Agnes, as a woman, envied her smooth skin and outstanding figure.
She would have to ask Lena what skincare products she used.
“Quiet down, everyone.”
Feeling that she had lectured Lena enough, Agnes cleared her throat and walked back to the podium, her blue hair swaying gracefully.
“Please forgive this small interruption. There are twenty minutes left until the end of class. Don’t disrupt class by rushing to the bathroom without permission.”
She slapped the ruler against the blackboard.
Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, and they obediently closed their mouths.
The classroom quieted down.
An indescribable scent lingered in the air, a hint of gunpowder.
Lena’s verbal threat had undermined the purpose of the lesson, while Agnes’s timely intervention had restored a glimmer of hope…
It was wonderful that Professor Agnes, the goddess in the hearts of all the hot-blooded boys, hadn’t been tainted by the devil.
…
“Hey, I didn’t see you all night, I thought you were dead!”
“Get lost!”
Caramy shrugged off the hand casually draped over his shoulder, his face filled with disgust.
“Come on, man, you didn’t think I abandoned you, did you? I was getting reinforcements for you yesterday afternoon!” Owen exclaimed incredulously, his expression serious. “Ask the security guards if you don’t believe me.”
“I don’t have the energy for your nonsense, go away.”
“Hey, hey—”
Owen hurried after Caramy. He desperately needed Caramy, the young master of his family, to be his guide into high society, just like needing a local guide at a new tourist destination.
“Don’t be so petty…”
“I almost died!”
Caramy stopped, turning around, his gloomy eyes unsettling.
“While I’m still not in the mood to kill, get out of my sight!”
“Uh… you’re ruthless!” Owen was about to leave, but then, with a newfound confidence, he turned back to Caramy. “Don’t you want revenge? That girl from the Falmouth family, I have someone here who’s ten times more dangerous than her.”
Dangerous? Was there anyone more dangerous than a sixth-rank Necromancer?
Caramy scoffed.
He had just been recruited by Lena and was troubled by how to complete the assigned tasks. He hadn’t expected this cowardly, fair-weather friend to come back to him, spouting nonsense about a revenge plan.
The name “Falmouth” alone was enough to make them tremble. Revenge was a pipe dream.
“You’ll never guess who I met yesterday while getting reinforcements.”
Owen winked, his speech slowing down, like a poorly edited film scene with mismatched music.
“The Imperial Princess came to the academy for an inspection!”
He spread his arms wide, dramatically revealing the answer.
“Oh.”
Caramy’s expression remained unchanged. After experiencing several agonizing deaths, he no longer had any interest in anything.
Including women.
Women were the root of all evil, especially beautiful women. Ugh…
“Oh my god! Don’t look so defeated! That’s not like you at all!”
Owen exclaimed dramatically, standing in the middle of the crowded hallway, attracting the attention of students leaving class. “The Imperial Princess’s arrival at the academy is huge news! It means a reshuffling of the academy’s factions. We must find the right circle before everyone else, so we don’t get swept away, becoming a lone boat on the vast sea…”
“And if we choose wisely, maybe someone can deal with that arrogant public enemy.”
“So wake up, man! I admit I messed up yesterday, but look, you’re still here, safe and sound. We’re both fine, a perfect ending!”
The boy with spiky, khaki-colored hair approached Caramy, a confident smile on his face.
“Trust me, we don’t have much time left. Didn’t we agree to conquer all the women in the world together?!”
Owen thought his words had taken effect.
After all, they had known each other since childhood and were familiar with each other’s temperaments. Usually, even genuine anger would dissipate quickly. Two pieces of mud clinging to each other for warmth, they only had each other.
But he had overlooked Caramy’s resolve.
The person before him was no longer the same person.
Caramy sighed maturely. “Listen, I’ll consider the reshuffling. Thank you for bringing such important news. I hope you can also find your place. That’s all…”
That’s all—
“What the hell does that mean?”
Owen watched in confusion as Caramy disappeared into the crowd, muttering to himself, “It’s over, it’s over.”
“Is he… breaking up with me?”
…
Caramy pushed through the crowd, calling out to the most prominent shade of lead-gray among the colorful heads.
“Lena!”
“Hmm?”
Lena turned around, still holding Ling Ling’s hand. Caramy quickly approached, stopping half a meter away.
“I heard that Imperial Princess Diana is coming to the academy. She’s the Empress’s most favored daughter. Be careful and avoid her.”
“Oh, I know.”
Lena continued towards the next classroom, taking the backpack from Ling Ling’s back and tossing it to Caramy as she walked.
He caught it awkwardly, enduring the stares.
A young master reduced to a book-carrying errand boy, it was humiliating.
But what else could he do? This was the miserable fate of offending Lena.
Being alive was already a blessing, was there anything more terrifying than death?
…Yes.
Dying thirty-two times in a row, each death different.
Highly recommended, mental breakdowns not covered by insurance.
“Um…”
“More questions?”
“That important person you mentioned wanting to assassinate, is it who I think it is?”
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