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"N-nothing." Koshimura Sawa forced himself to swallow the bite of cucumber, his neck stiff. "It was actually quite... delicious, with a unique... flavor."
He put down the remaining cucumbers, forced a smile, and felt as if his esophagus was about to be pickled.
[Laughing at the jokes, not at the people; Laoze is a true man.]
Upon hearing his praise, a faint smile appeared on Ruoye Mu's face, more pronounced than before, like the first melting of snow, as if she were very pleased that her preserved cucumber had been appreciated.
Damn it, for this smile, I could easily eat a whole basket of salted cucumbers, let alone a single one!
“Then I’ll send some more to Soyo later,” she said happily.
“No need for that.” Yuecun Ze quickly reached out to stop her. “This kind of thing is fine to enjoy on a small scale. Su Shi has been a vegetarian for a long time and doesn’t know how to appreciate such elegant things.”
“Okay...can I call you Master now?” Wakaba Mutsu asked softly to confirm.
“...Never mind, just call me teacher.” Koshimura Sawa felt that the title was a bit awkward. “Calling me master makes me feel like I’ve become some mysterious old man who can spin around in phantoms, wears a straw hat, and has a mustache.”
Wakaba Mutsu nodded as if she understood, "Okay...Sensei?"
The way she called out "teacher" was so soft and gentle, with her unique tone, that Yuecunze felt as if a feather had gently tickled his heart, making it a little itchy.
Damn it, even I have to become a censor?
Doesn't that just artificially inflate the average age of high-end users?
He picked up the iced tea on the table, took a sip without making a sound, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "However, just looking at paper documents is too abstract. It just so happens that next week is Golden Week. Are you free? I can accompany you to places like the zoo or aquarium."
Ruoye Mu was stunned for a moment, the light that had just lit up in her eyes quickly dimmed, and she lowered her head in disappointment: "I... can't go out. I have other classes to attend during Golden Week, and my schedule is already full."
"Can't we even rest during Golden Week? That's inhumane!" Yuecun Ze frowned subconsciously. "Aren't your parents not home? Can they really keep an eye on you remotely?"
“The butler and maid will keep an eye on me, and if I don’t go to class, they’ll report it to Minami-chan and Takafumi.” Wakaba Mutsumi’s voice was even lower.
You two are inherently evil, Minami and Takafumi Wakaba. I think you've already found your way to death!
“I’m saying…” Koshimura Sawa sighed helplessly, “The butler and maid are all hired by your family, right?”
Wakaba Mu nodded.
"When your parents aren't home, shouldn't you theoretically be the one with the highest status in the family? They should be listening to you."
"Right...right?" Wakaba Mutsumi said uncertainly.
“Besides, you are still the daughter of the Wakaba family. Compared to outsiders, your parents will naturally side with you more. If you tell them that a certain butler or maid treats you well... no, that might not work either.” Koshimura shook his head.
"Like this." He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, "First like this... then like this..."
As Ruoye Mu listened to his story, her eyes widened slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her pale golden eyes.
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The night is getting darker.
As Wakaba Muku lay on the soft bed, clutching a green rabbit doll tightly in her arms, the words Koshimura Sawa had spoken that afternoon kept echoing in her mind.
Do we really have to do that?
but...
"If it's something you want, you have to go get it yourself."
What is it that I want?
She held the doll high, blocking the soft light shining from the ceiling.
The shadow was cast on her face.
I want to go to the zoo.
I want to go to the aquarium.
want to...
I went with my classmate Yuecun.
Once the thought arose, it became clearer and stronger. She suddenly tossed the doll aside, picked up her phone from the bedside table, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked straight to the door.
The corridor was brightly lit and completely silent. Ruo Ye Mu had only taken a few steps when she saw the old butler, with his gray hair and ever-present monocle, standing at a corner not far away, carefully wiping a beautifully displayed vase with a soft cloth.
"Young Miss, it's already time for your designated rest period. Haven't you gone to bed yet?"
The butler put down the velvet cloth and vase in his hands, turned around and looked at Wakaba Mutsu, his tone calm but with a hint of questioning.
“I…” Ruoye Mu suddenly stopped in her tracks, instinctively gripping her phone tightly.
"Hmm?" The butler raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly waiting for her to explain.
Ruoye Mu took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm: "Golden Week... I want to go out and have fun with my classmates."
“I’m afraid that won’t work,” the butler replied firmly. “Your schedule has already been arranged, and there should be no room for adjustment.”
Ruo Yemu didn't speak, but silently took out her phone, turned on the screen, and pressed the play button.
A voice almost identical to that of the butler himself came from the speaker.
"If Ye Longwen only knows those tired old jokes about the Four Symbols Sect, does he really think he can live off that for the rest of his life?"
"Miss, I will arrange your itinerary immediately."
Ugh?
Wakaba Mutsu looked in surprise at the butler who had somehow slid down to his knees at his feet.
This recording was obviously faked. In the afternoon at Koshimura's house, she used acting skills to imitate the butler's tone and said it again. Then, Koshimura, according to her description, used a "magical trick" to add a voice changer-like effect, making it sound almost exactly like her.
Whether it's true or false isn't important; the key is to convince the butler that if he refuses your request, you have the ability and willingness to present this "recording" to Takafumi Wakaba.
In matters involving disrespect towards him, her father would most likely choose to believe his daughter first. This creates a deterrent effect.
That's what Koshimura Sawa said.
But judging from this reaction... it doesn't seem fake.
Ruoye Mu was somewhat at a loss when she saw the butler suddenly become respectful.
Just then, a few suppressed giggles faintly came from the other end of the corridor.
When Ruoye Mu turned her head, she saw two maids standing not far away. When they saw her looking over, they immediately lowered their heads and focused on cleaning up non-existent dust.
She silently turned her phone volume up to the maximum, then calmly pressed the play button for another audio file.
"Mori Nami only has a pretty face, and she uses all kinds of magic and ruthless tricks. Does she really think she can win an award because she has great acting skills?"
After a moment of deathly silence, two more people slid to their knees in the corridor.
“Miss…” the butler asked cautiously, his forehead seemingly beaded with sweat, “Which day of Golden Week do you plan to travel on? Would you like me to arrange a private car for you?”
"The specific time hasn't been decided yet." Wakaba Mutsumi mimicked the tone Koshimura Sawa had taught her, although she usually spoke in a similar manner. "I'll let you know when I've made up my mind."
"Then... about the recording?" The butler forced a smile.
"It depends on my mood."
After leaving those words, Ruo Yemu turned and left without looking at them again, returning to her room.
She closed the door, leaned against the cold door panel, and slowly exhaled.
Immediately afterwards, an unprecedented feeling, a mixture of tension and excitement, welled up inside her, making her unable to resist grabbing the blanket next to her, burying her burning cheeks in it, and revealing a genuine smile.
It actually worked...
Koshimura...you're amazing.
After a while, she gradually calmed down, sat up, looked around her spacious but always somewhat deserted room, and decided to find something to celebrate this small victory.
However, as far as the eye could see, there were only necessary furniture and various kinds of dolls; there was almost nothing that could be used for entertainment.
Want to play the guitar?
But it's already very late, and her room doesn't have proper soundproofing like a dedicated training room, so it might disturb others.
Just then, her gaze fell on the desk, where there was a small bamboo basket containing several cucumbers that she had ripened that day.
Actually, she didn't just ripen three cucumbers, but ripened a whole bunch. She just carefully selected her three favorites and gave them to Koshimura Sawa.
Wakaba Mutsu got up from the bed, walked to the desk, and picked up a small cucumber from the basket.
In a great mood, she wanted to try taking a big bite like Koshimura Sawa and savoring the "fruits of victory".
She opened her mouth and took a bite of the bright green cucumber.
"Click——"
The next moment, her delicate, doll-like face contorted, her beautiful features almost scrunched up.
So salty!
The intense saltiness made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She quickly pulled out a few tissues, spat out the cucumber she was eating, wrapped it up, and threw it in the trash can. Then she picked up the water glass on the table and drank it quickly in small sips, trying to dilute the terrible saltiness.
After quite some time, the unpleasant salty and astringent feeling in my mouth finally subsided a bit.
She looked at the cucumber on the table, which had been bitten into but still looked fresh and juicy, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
These cucumbers are... really awful. They're so salty you can't even swallow them.
Why would Koshimura Sawa say "delicious"?
He even laughed and said, "It has a unique flavor..."
Did he... really think it tasted good?
The salty and astringent taste in my mouth was gradually disappearing, but it seemed to have moved to another place.
The girl stared at the cucumber, her gaze lingering for a long time.
Chapter Forty-Two: Cause and Effect
"Haneoka Academy, your emperor has returned... What's going on?"
Yuecun Ze stopped and looked in confusion at the dark mass of people at the entrance of Class 1A.
Good heavens, it's Monday morning! How come you're all so eager to come?
The sky is falling?
"Don't you know?" A familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears, "It seems to be the new transfer student from the next class. They've come to our classroom to block the door and look for someone."
"Wow, when did you get here?" Yuecunze was startled and turned around abruptly, only to see Wenshui Kazuhiko, who had somehow gotten behind him and was looking furtively.
"Never mind that for now." Wen Shuiheyan waved his hand and continued, "I heard that on his first day at the new school, he was caught on camera sneaking strange letters into the girls' desks and the photos were posted on the school wall. He was even called in for questioning by the teachers."
"That's incredible."
"It's not over yet. There's a rumor that he once wrote love letters pretending to be a girl at his previous school, lured two school bullies to a place, and then hid in the shadows, watching them engage in a real man's battle for the right to woo a girl while leering at them!"
"What's next?"
"Oh, after those two school bullies figured out what was going on, they originally wanted to corner him in the toilet and beat him up, but after he persuaded them, they turned over a new leaf and got married. Now they're a model couple on campus, always together, and they don't care about bullying others anymore."
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"And it seems he was expelled from his original school because of a criminal record, which is why he transferred to our school. I think it was... intentional assault?"
囷9⑵酒琦镏⒐意山捌@溜E “Oh.”
Compared to those "glorious deeds" mentioned earlier, this one doesn't seem to have as much impact.
"In conclusion," Wen Shuihe concluded, "this person is definitely a level A danger individual. Let's wait and see. If he can't find anyone, he'll leave on his own soon... Hey, what are you doing?!"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yuecun Ze already walking towards the crowd with his hands in his pockets and an air of indifference.
"I'm avoiding his sharp edge?" Yuecun Ze turned around, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Don't forget, I'm also a transfer student, and I'm a transfer student who brought a beautiful girl who fell from the sky... uh, a pink dragon with me. In terms of the buffs I have, I'm no less than him."
"Anyone who invades Class A's territory will be crushed by Ze!"
"Hey! Calm down!" Wen Shuiheyan exclaimed in alarm, quickly following behind him and hiding closely. "We don't know anything about them yet, what if..."
"It doesn't matter, I'll take action." Yuecunze waved his hand confidently and said, "I am the Heavenly Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies in this world... By the way, why have you been hiding behind me?"
Wen Shuihe said with a mournful face, "Because the person he found was me."
Koshimura suddenly looked up at the entrance of Class A and saw a boy with curly hair and black-rimmed glasses standing there with his hands in his pockets and no expression.