They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

A vibrant green sheen.

Summer is in full swing, and there is no sign of autumn.

Suddenly, she saw green.

Violet tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes.

However, that patch of green did not catch my eye.

The fallen leaves, still vibrant green, landed on Violet's head.

Unaware of what was happening, Violet reached out and brushed it away.

...

soon.

Char and Violet met again in class.

Although as long as Char doesn't skip class, the two can meet every day.

Goodbye, Violet remains a pure white, unattainable beauty.

Her silver hair exudes nobility, her posture is elegant, and the white silk ice cream further accentuates her purity.

Like a snow lotus growing on a snow-capped mountain peak, it exudes fragrance serenely, untouched by dust.

Even admiring glances are considered blasphemous.

But Char is no longer the Char he once was.

This time, he still chose to sit next to Violet.

As for the princess who was singled out to practice integrating into the crowd?

Of course, we should let her gain experience in the crowd on her own!

Long looked miserably in Xia's direction, helpless, weak, and pitiful.

The Char sitting next to Violet was no longer the Char of yesterday.

He changed from being rude to being very kind.

A handsome and mysterious gaming god, and an elegant and aloof beauty—they're a perfect match.

Char kept his promise and did not harm Violet without careful consideration.

The main purpose of this trip is to build a good relationship with Violet.

Violet's gaze seemed to be fixed on the book, but she was actually keeping an eye on Char's movements out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing him sit down next to her, Violet subtly shifted her position, quietly moving away.

Xia seemed oblivious, and instead turned around and greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Violet."

Violet was tense all over, and still didn't look at Char directly.

His body was just more tense.

What is this villain up to?

Why didn't he sit next to that guy named Oboro?

What are they planning to do this time?

Violet's internal alarm bells were ringing loudly, and her eyes were filled with vigilance.

If she was initially just quietly distancing herself, now she's making a big show of it by moving away.

The time before last, he sat next to me and then did something so outrageous in class; last time I thought I had found the bully's weakness, but I ended up being bullied even more badly.

So why did he take the initiative to come to me this time?

Didn't we already agree to keep to ourselves?

The brainstorming session was so intense that I didn't even have time to respond to Char's greeting.

Xia was helpless; he really wasn't going to do anything this time.

You've already acted so kindly, so why are you even more afraid?

Char's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Violet's hand holding the pen.

The tips of his fingers were all white; he must have used a lot of force.

"Speaking of which, I've missed quite a few classes recently. Violet, could I borrow your notes to take a look?"

Char smiled kindly.

Although I feel helpless, I still have to try my best to change my public image.

Violet pushed her books and notebooks toward herself.

Their eyes became more wary.

What exactly is he trying to do?!

Char sighed helplessly.

"I really meant no harm."

Unfortunately, it was completely useless.

The more amiable he was, the more Violet felt disgusted.

His face was full of doubt.

It's as if you're saying, "Do you really believe such a thing?"

The way they looked at Xia was as if he were some dangerous creature, full of disdain and wariness.

This makes it... hard to stay calm.

Char decided to drop the pretense and lay his cards on the table.

"Snapped!"

Char slapped Violet's white-stockinged legs.

Her plump thighs trembled several times, causing Xia's hand to bounce back.

It feels amazing.

Violet's face paled instantly, biting her lip, her eyes glistening with tears.

She knew this wicked man had ill intentions!

Char glanced sideways and patted the spot next to him.

Behave yourself and come sit over here!

Although Violet looked aggrieved, she obediently sat down in front of Char, close to him.

They seemed like a couple, very intimate.

You can't disobey him, who knows what he might do?

He didn't care at all that this was a classroom.

Char was satisfied.

He suspected that Violet had a masochistic streak and that he had to bully her to get along with her properly.

A gentle and refined handsome young man, and an exquisitely beautiful and noble aloof flower—truly a match made in heaven.

However, these are all just appearances.

Under the desk, her beautiful legs, encased in white stockings, were taut, and the curves of her muscles were visible.

Clearly, they were always prepared with their magic powers and ready to escape.

She'll run away at any time if Xia dares to do anything too outrageous!

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Could such a small movement escape Char's notice?

However, he only gave Violet a fleeting glance.

Then he casually placed his hand on her leg.

His lips moved slightly, and his voice was very soft, only two people could hear it.

"Don't move."

Violet pouted, looking a little aggrieved.

When did she start moving around?

It was clearly you who messed things up!

She didn't move at all.

Feeling wronged, pitiful, and helpless.

She looks exactly like a pitiful, resentful woman.