Chapter 8 The Princess Impersonator As I stepped into the cafeteria, I could clearly feel the killing intent inside! Even when buying food, I could sense the ominous gaze behind me. And Mitsuki beside me seemed to not notice at all... Uh, should say she didn't notice from the start, smiling as she bought me the most expensive Korean dish.

  After buying the meal, we found a less crowded place to sit down. Just as I was about to open the disposable chopsticks and start eating, Misato suddenly jumped up: "Snake... Little Cha! There's a snake!!!"

  "Hey... how could there possibly be a snake in the cafeteria? Even if there is, it's not necessarily venomous; even if it is venomous, it won't necessarily bite you; even if it bites you, it won't necessarily kill you; even if it kills you, it won't necessarily happen now; even if it happens now, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll go to hell; even if you do go to hell, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll be tortured; even if you are tortured, it doesn't necessarily mean you can't get through it..."

  I slowly lifted up my head and indeed saw a green snake on the table... while Yayoi was swaying back and forth...

  "Alas, can't you be quieter? You can't make any noise while eating. I really don't know how this celebrity became one." I sat there calmly and slowly ate my meal.

  "But... but T＿T...... it's a snake, how can you be so calm, Xiaocha......" Yayoi is still there, going back and forth, even hiding behind me.

  "Alright...alright, I'll help you get rid of it." I slowly put down my chopsticks.

  Everyone around me eating held their breath and stared at this side... After all, what method would that legendary transfer student use to get rid of the snake? Would it be chopstick kung fu? Qigong? Or something else?

  I moved my shoulders and wrists, even making a Tai Chi pose... then I put both hands on the table... my eyes were fixed tightly on that snake... time passed by one second at a time... the snake was even blushing from being stared at.

  "Excuse me, could you move a bit? You're blocking our way to eat." When I said this, the people around us had already fallen over...

  When that snake actually swam away obediently, the people around came back to life:

  "Wow...... He... He... Can speak snake language?!"

  "What a snake language, this is called inner power! He drove the snake away with his inner power!"

  "It's really amazing..."

  I didn't bother with those people's whispers, I just glanced at Yayoi behind me: "Hey, let's eat."

  Miyu tightly hugged my head: "Xiao Cha ＞＿＜! You are my savior, you are my benefactor, you are my god! I really don't know what I would do without you!!!! Xiao Cha...... I absolutely won't let you go to anyone else! Absolutely not!!!!!!!!!"

  I pulled his arm and threw him onto the opposite seat: "Alright alright, let's eat."

  "Ah! ^___^!" Yayoi laughed with great joy...

  Definitely... I definitely won't let you go to anyone else... Because Xiaocha belongs to me! Belongs only to me!

  After dinner, Yumi dragged me to stroll around this damn school again. Walking under the bright streetlights, we stepped over the long river of time, and the pebbles on the ground were lit up like beautiful diamonds. Yumi walked in front of me, jumping over one stone and then another like a child.

  "Hey, Yayoi... I've always wondered... why did you choose to become a star? Being a star... doesn't it feel tough?" I asked such a question without thinking, following behind her.

  Mitsuru's footsteps suddenly stopped...

  "Have you forgotten, Little Tea?" He suddenly turned his head around, his beautiful face shining brightly under the lamp light: "Because Little Tea said she likes people who are very pretty and popular with others... that's why I became a star."

  Huh? Did I say that before? How come I don't have any impression of it at all? A certain girl touched the back of her head, was it when I was praising my Barbie doll as a kid and he overheard me? Because Barbie dolls were indeed very pretty and popular back then. (Author's note: If he knew the truth, he would probably be shocked.)

  "Uh... actually... I saw you singing on TV... and thought it was really impressive." Very subtle wording, just "impressive", not "good-looking"... -_-! ?

  "Really? Does Xiaocha like it?"

  "Uh... if you like it, it's a bit... hehehe... I guess it's okay."

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  It was already very late when I returned to the student union building, and as a result, the iron gate downstairs was completely locked. I guessed that the door at the bottom of the building would also be locked. So I had to use a special method to get in again.

  Sighing, he flipped over the iron gate... but unexpectedly, after landing, a special mechanism appeared, and hundreds of arrows suddenly burst out from nowhere!

  If it wasn't for my quick actions, I would have definitely become a hedgehog! Hmm...I also don't know how these mechanisms were set up.

  Just took a step and something shot out from the side... damn it... By the time I finally arrived at the student council building, I had already wasted nearly three to four minutes! I was already exhausted today, but then I got bothered with this troublesome thing. This college is really terrible! And that director or whatever actually said those eight words to me! It's absolutely impossible!

  Those eight words are... You will fall in love with this school.

  Inside the floor-to-ceiling window, a beautiful figure emits a soft glow...

  Someone actually dodged all the traps in the student council room in just three minutes... That kid... is really not simple, those traps' reaction speed is almost as fast as human reflexes. He actually dodged them all. Even we, the student council members, need at least twenty minutes!

  When the girl returned to her room, she was completely exhausted. Ugh... Today is really killing me, walking so many roads and still having to climb over the wall to get in... It seems that heaven is not blessing me, on my first day of school it's already this miserable, what about the future?! I'm going to pass out.

  Just as I was about to fall asleep on the bed, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't taken a bath today. A body full of stinky sweat needs to be washed clean! Fortunately, there is an individual bathroom here.

  I grabbed a white towel and went straight into the bathroom, hadn't even applied soap yet, just rinsed with water and it suddenly stopped! Damn it, my hair is still wet!

  Wrapped in a bath towel, I walked out and wanted to find a hair dryer to blow-dry my hair. But just then, I heard the sound of knocking on the door. My heart suddenly rose... Oh no, I have long hair now! And my wig is still in the bathroom!!!

  She flew back into the bathroom, and the person outside the door had already started asking: "Ruò Zhī Chá classmate, are you in there?"

  Uh... even if I wanted to say no, it's already impossible!

  In a moment of desperation, the poor wig suddenly fell into the bathtub! Oh my god, what's wrong with me now, causing more trouble for myself! I didn't even think about it and just scooped it up, rinsed it off, and put it directly on my head.

  "Coming, coming......" Wrapped in a bath towel, she ran directly to the door and opened it.

  Standing outside the door were the student council's Minister of Affairs, Han Chin-ju, who wore gold-rimmed glasses, another was the silver-haired kid who had come in without permission last time and told me not to cause trouble for them, and the third was a young boy, the one with the quiver on his back who I met when I first entered the student council, he looked very cute.

  Seeing me like this, the three people standing at the door were stunned on the spot.

  I looked down at myself, isn't it just wrapped in a bath towel? And my chest is not big, even if I wrap the bath towel around me, it's basically invisible, and even if there's a little bit, it would only make people think it's pectoral muscles. The wig is also worn very well, covering up all of my original hair, can't see it at all, right? What's wrong with them?

  "Hey, what's wrong with you guys?" I stretched out my hand and waved it around... The guy wearing the gold-rimmed glasses was the first to come back to his senses, with a faint smile: "You're as pretty as a girl."

  Sweat, I was a girl from the beginning... "What's going on so late?" I asked, turning my face away.

  "There's nothing special, I just wanted to say that the bathroom in this room is not very good, so next time you can go to Qi He Lan's room next door or Isshiki Otori's room to wash up." The guy said, pointing to the silver-haired one beside him: "You should have seen this person before, he's your classmate Qi He Lan; and this person is Isshiki Otori from the lower division."

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  "High school? I thought it was elementary school... I thought he was a primary school student..." A woman exclaimed.

  A certain child with a frown on his forehead angrily said: "I'm already 14 years old!"

  So he's really only 14 years old? It seems that this little guy skipped grades to get here, and it's not easy to become a member of the student council, his abilities are indeed strong! As the saying goes, "don't judge a person by appearance" or "don't measure the ocean with a bucket", I guess that's what they mean.

  Uh... Suddenly I remembered, it seems like taking a bath has become quite troublesome from now on. I'll have to run to those guys' room to take one, and if they notice something, that would be bad. But thinking about it the other way around, it's unlikely anyone will notice anyway, because my chest is... really flat!

  "If there's nothing else, then goodnight." I said and waved my hand before closing the door.

  And the three people outside the door are still standing there stupidly... That young man actually gives a very soft and feminine feeling, which only girls have?! Is it that I'm hallucinating or my sensory organs have a problem. Just now when he opened the door, I could feel my heart skipping a beat... He's really... not only handsome... but also has a faint aura of dominance...

  Taking a bath, taking a bath, taking a bath... and I still have to wear a wig while bathing... it's really depressing. Let me see what I need to prepare, shampoo, body wash, towel, bath towel... and a comb... um, that's about it, now let's move these things next door to take a bath.

  I walked out of the room with a big pile of things, looked around and saw that both rooms had their doors open, one on the left and one on the right. Where should I go to take a bath? The two guys gave me a feeling of being so cold and distant, as if they both regarded me as a nuisance and didn't want me to use their bathroom. (Author: If you don't want me to take a bath, why did you leave your doors open?)

  But speaking of trouble... I remember that silver-haired kid saying something about coming for me.

  "Hey... don't cause us trouble from now on..."

  Right, I remembered, he told me not to bother them, so if I go there to take a bath, I'll definitely be nagged or looked down on. So it's better to go to that little kid's place to bathe instead. But the problem is, which side is that little kid's room, left or right?! Geez...this is ridiculous, I actually forgot to ask.

  I held the bathing things and slowly moved to a room outside, carefully poking my head in, just in time to see the silver-haired boy changing clothes, revealing his fair skin, with delicate buttons reflecting the bright spots of light.

  He hastily retreated and ran to the other side of the room, saying very carefully: "Excuse me, may I come in and use the bathroom?"

  "After a while, a voice came from inside: 'Come... come in.'"

  "Oh." He responded excitedly as he walked in. The little kid was sitting on the bed wiping his quiver, his eyes shining brightly and seriously staring at the quiver, as if it were a treasure. Looks like he really likes arrows... This kid has a very beautiful aura, a martial artist's aura, sparkling and shining.

  It was already very late when I finished washing and came out, I slowly walked out while blowing air, and that little devil had fallen asleep hugging his quiver. I put down my things and walked to his side to cover him with a quilt, carefully touching his head... Hehe, this look is just like Mito's when he was young, shining brightly, so cute, so persistent. The only difference is that this child is persistent about the things he likes, while Mito is persistent about... the things others like.

  Walked out of the door quietly, just closed it and heard an unusually terrifying voice from behind: "Hey, why don't you come to my bathroom to wash?"

  The hairs on the back of my neck almost stood up as I turned around to see a silver-haired young man with a bad temper standing behind me, looking extremely ominous, and even saw several ghosts floating around him.

  ——！The aura is really cold......?

  "Because... that... you said, don't bother me." When I stuttered and finished saying this, the silver-haired youth's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, then he abruptly turned around: "Whatever!"

  What a weird guy, why suddenly get angry, I didn't offend him, it was he who told me not to bother him, and his attitude is so bad, what a lousy kid. Thinks having silver hair makes him cool, thinks having a good-looking face makes him superior, thinks having a bad temper means being strong, whatever.

  The morning bell of the First Men's Aristocratic Academy rang particularly loudly, and when I was still sleeping in bed, it suddenly rang outside, sounding like dozens of planes flying past my ears "whooshing" by, forcing me to get out of bed.

  It's not easy to move at a turtle's pace to the student union building, only to find that there are no students on the road. I looked at my watch and oh no! It's already 7:20! In just ten minutes, class will start! Why is the time difference between the preparatory bell and the class bell so short?! It's impossible to run from here to the teaching building in ten minutes, heaven!

  I sprinted with all my might at the fastest speed, flying over to the nearest straight-line distance... The straight-line route from the Student Union building to the Teaching building had to pass through three old warehouses, a gymnasium, a library, a swimming pool, and more than ten large and small buildings that I didn't even know what they were used for! Good grief, just climbing over walls would be exhausting!

  Forget it! Those students should have basically arrived at the teaching building by now, I reckon they must have gotten up early, otherwise they would definitely not make it to class on time!

  As I was thinking, I had already nimbly jumped over N buildings, while the student council members not far away were sitting in a luxurious car watching the boy's nimble figure...

  "Lan, his speed should be many times faster than yours, even if it's Autumn's arrow... can't compare to his speed. (Author: Exaggerated a bit, don't mind everyone, anyway, the mirror is originally very exaggerated.)" The youth wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiled faintly. The silver-haired youth beside him frowned in dissatisfaction.

  When I rushed to the teaching building, it was really a narrow escape! Just made it, luckily the teacher hadn't arrived yet, and I hastily sat down in my seat. Then, just a few seconds later, that silver-haired kid actually also slowly walked in, and after he entered, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

  I looked around, and surprisingly none of those students took out their textbooks. How strange... It's class time, why aren't they taking out their textbooks? Never mind, I won't bother with them. Let me take a look at what's written on the blackboard... Hmm, the first period is... Class Meeting?! The second period is also Class Meeting?! And the third period too?! All the way to the last period are all Class Meetings?! What the... Isn't today supposed to be a day of regular classes?! What's going on?!

  That teacher with a talent for performing solo walked in empty-handed, grinning from ear to ear: "Classmates, the annual school festival is about to begin. As an advanced class (Author's note: I'm actually quite skeptical whether there really is such a thing as an 'advanced class'?), we should take the lead in a timely manner. So now let's discuss what program our class will put on at this year's school festival?"

  Ugh, blood is going to come out! Just arrived and it's already the school festival?! This school is really troublesome, can't they just have normal classes for once?! Why do they have to make things so complicated?!

  I'm lying on the desk, sleeping weakly. The idiot teacher is raising example after example on the podium, but the people below are all silent as cicadas. Tsk, tsk, teacher, it's not me saying this, but you want to make something out of these numb students who only know how to fight? It's absolutely impossible! You might as well just think of a simple program and let them arrange it themselves.

  Just as I was about to fall asleep completely, the silver-haired boy beside me suddenly said coldly: "Play."

  Then, to everyone's surprise, the teacher on the podium nodded excitedly: "Great idea! Great idea! So it's settled then. Next, let's choose a good script!"

  "I heard that and suddenly stood up: 'Teacher! It's best to find a fighting type, because we're an all-boys school, there are no girls, so it's best not to find some romantic drama script, should find something like pirates or whatever.'"

  The other classmates below seem to think what I said makes sense and nodded unconsciously.

  The teacher asked a silly question: "Can boys play girls' roles?"

  The student below immediately cast a disdainful glance at the teacher: Where is there a man who would be willing to dress up as a girl now? If the teacher doesn't mind, try it yourself...

  There's really nothing good to say about this idiot teacher...!?!

  I helplessly shook my head and continued to sleep... I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up it was almost noon, and that teacher seemed to have decided on the script content and started assigning roles. In order to be fair, everyone drew a piece of paper with a role name from a large box, and whatever they drew, they would play that role.

  I reckon that teacher had already decided to put on a play and had already decided on the script, otherwise how could he possibly get a box so quickly and write in all those roles one by one.

  Although those classmates all looked very reluctant, but because the silver-haired kid went up and drew one earlier, so the people below had to follow suit. Since I'm a transfer student, my student number is the last one, so of course, I'm the last one to draw. Since it's the last draw, it's equivalent to not drawing at all, anyway, there's only one left inside... Whether I play the turtle or the king, I admit it.

  "Alright, classmates. The character assignments for 'Sleeping Beauty' are now in your hands. If you don't see a role name on the paper, please help promote our program. Next...please have students who received papers with role names report their roles, starting from the first row." The teacher said with a smile.

  What the...?! Is this teacher crazy?! Any script would do, and they actually chose Sleeping Beauty, hahaha, I really want to see which poor guy will play that beauty.

  I laughed as I opened the paper slip in my hand... When I saw the character name displayed on the paper, I jumped up all of a sudden!!!

  "What?! I'm supposed to play the princess who almost got stabbed by a spindle - Aurora?! No way?! That princess is stupid enough to touch the sharp end of a spindle with her finger, and you want me to play that woman?! Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not!"

  Most of the classmates turned their heads and smiled secretly, as if saying, "Fortunately, I'm not the actress."

  That silver-haired kid also looked a bit dissatisfied, and after throwing the paper in his hand to the ground, he stood up and left. I picked up the paper on the ground and took a look, almost laughing out loud: that guy was actually playing the Queen of Florizel Kingdom, which is my old mom, hahahaha...

  Uh... so who's playing the prince then?

  Just then, the sleeping beauty boy sitting in front of me (because he fell asleep every time he entered the classroom) slowly rubbed his eyes and stood up: "Prince, Filio."

  Embarrassing... embarrassing, it's actually the one who played the prince earlier, I think it would be better if they swapped roles, who let him sleep so well.

  Since we spent only the morning deciding on the school festival, our class didn't have any classes in the afternoon. The teacher handed out the script to us students who were selected as actors and then left, telling us to practice memorizing it well and if possible, find a fellow actor to rehearse with.

  As a result, before he even left the classroom, those classmates had already thrown away all the scripts and whatnot. They were busy cleaning up on their own, without even thinking about the script lying in the trash can, which was something the teacher had searched for online for a long time, organized for a long time, and printed out.

  That teacher is really something, although on the surface it's said that we're all thinking of a program together, but in reality they've already prepared everything... Hmm, but it's strange, if Silver Hair Boy didn't say it was a stage play, then wouldn't all the teacher's efforts be for nothing? And even if everyone insisted on doing something else, it would still be for nothing... Although it's difficult to get those weirdos in our class to speak up and discuss things with the teacher... But... that idiot teacher really did prepare all that stuff with hope! Hoping we could work together harmoniously and put on a stage play.

  When I finished packing up, there were almost no one left in the classroom, only those guys who slept or read books when they first entered this class were still there, and they still maintained those actions.

  I remember that when the silver-haired kid came in, these people all greeted him, so they should be considered as companions or followers of the silver-haired kid. Hmm... but it doesn't seem quite like a follower, since they didn't follow him out.

  Hehe, so this is the legendary Prince Academy, these people are all so handsome.

  I inexplicably smiled foolishly for a moment, and when I passed by the trash can, I suddenly stopped my footsteps, then slowly squatted down and picked up the things in the trash can one by one.

  But some scripts have been torn apart, and some have even been shredded into pieces... These kids really don't put other people's hearts in their eyes, as long as they can be willful and only care about themselves. Even if it's something that others have worked hard to create, they can tear it up like this. Because they are the bosses, they have money, they are young masters... while teachers are just workers, after all.

  The script I picked up was organized and put on the teacher's podium, those broken into two halves were also repaired by me, um... As for the ones that broke into pieces, I didn't have the energy to piece them together one by one. Could only separate them and put them in different bags.

  When I finished the last one, the "Sleeping Beauty" in front finally woke up, and the script that was pressed under him had become crumpled. Then those guys who were reading or admiring the view came over: "Yasser, you're awake?" (Author's note: By the way, this guy is blond-haired and blue-eyed, a standard foreigner, and is the head of the student council's management department, Yasser Srolans. He just doesn't have much presence in Certain Tea's eyes because he rarely speaks or moves and sleeps all day.)

  "What's going on?" The guy rubbed his eyes and stood up.

  "Lin had already left when the character list was drawn, Yaser... weren't you awake at that time?" One of the handsome guys replied to someone with a bead of sweat on his forehead.

  "Oh. What's the cast list?" Someone's second sentence made everyone fall to the ground. Before those people could explain, he saw the script that his subordinates were holding down and picked it up to take a look. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I see... what is this thing?"

  My god! This kid is probably suffering from early-onset Alzheimer's. He can't even remember what he just drew, and yet he still answers the teacher's questions about who the characters are. What the...?!

  "Yasser, don't bother with this anymore. Anyway, our class won't be participating in the school festival thingy, let's just leave first. We have a lot of time this afternoon, think about what we want to do." Those people dragged the "Sleeping Beauty" kid out of his seat and pulled him out of the classroom.

  Looking at the crumpled script on the table in front of me, my heart suddenly turned cold. The people in this academy... are too capricious. They think they don't like it and just don't do it. Even if they don't do it... they shouldn't carelessly abandon or even throw away something that someone else worked hard to create.

  I slowly moved up to the front and took the script from Sleeping Beauty's seat, dusting off the dirt on it.

  When I was about to take back the stage, that sleepy beauty suddenly came back with a drowsy look, and the others behind him had a puzzled face: "Yasser, did you forget something?"

  "Oh. That... is the script. I remember now." Sleeping Beauty's kid came to the desk and started searching, I stood on the podium with a twitching mouth corner, holding his script in my hand!!!

  He looked for half a day and seemed unable to find it, then he raised his head and saw me and the script in my hand...

  "Classmate, I lost my script. Can we practice together during rehearsal?" He politely walked up to me and asked.

  I stood there like an idiot... Hey, isn't this kid very disdainful of this thing?! How did he come back again?! I'm confused, since you're coming back, just say it earlier, now I don't even know what to say. Can't say that the script was originally yours, I saw you weren't interested in it and took it back to the lectern. Uh... taking someone else's things without permission is not good, right?!

  "Ah." After struggling for half a day, I decided to just pretend nothing had happened.

  "Xiao Cha, you guys got out of class so early! Our teacher insisted on discussing the school festival with us, so none of us were able to leave. It's almost noon, let's go eat lunch, I can treat you! Do you want sushi or spaghetti? Actually, I'm craving my aunt's dumplings, why don't we get dumplings instead?" Before I knew it, Yayoi had walked into my classroom and, without even looking at the sleeping beauty next to me, pulled me out...

  On the way, I asked Yayoi what program they were going to do at the school festival. He said that his classmates were very united and unanimously decided to hold a sumo wrestling competition. The winner can get various prizes, and the biggest prize is to dance tango with Lao Da together.

  He didn't finish speaking before I fell to the ground... The people of Class Mitsuba are basically from the Congealed Blood faction, and now the Congealed Blood faction has merged with the Diamond faction to form the Beverage faction, and their leader is me!

  I'd rather die than be treated as a prize, why do you have to bring up tango! I'm completely clueless about tango!