A cross-dressing anime, starting with Kaguya-sama: Love Is War.

Toudou Touka pushed open the door and entered. Her face was still pale, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Shinguji Kurono's face.

"Chairman, I...I'm here to request a formal intra-school ranking battle for Stella Familiar and Lynn."

Shinguji Kurono's fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

"reason."

"It's...it's a personal feud between the two of them."

Toudou Touka's voice was very soft.

"Personal grudge?"

Shinguji Kurono's gaze sharpened. She stood up and walked to Toudou Touka.

"Dao Hua, raise your head and look at me."

Toudou Touka's body stiffened for a moment. She slowly raised her head, but her eyes were darting away.

"Tell me, what exactly did that man named Lynn do to you?"

Shinguji Kurono's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible anger.

She doesn't believe in any "personal grudges".

All she saw was that her most prized student had become a soulless puppet.

"I……"

Toudou Toka's lips moved slightly; she wanted to say something, but a fear emanating from the depths of her soul made her swallow all her words.

"It's nothing, Chairman."

She finally lowered her head.

"It's just... I lost."

Seeing her like this, Shinguji Kurono's heart sank.

She knew that she wouldn't get any more information by asking.

There is only one way to find out the answer.

"Okay, I approve."

Shinguji Kurono returned to her desk and pressed a button on the "53 Reading Club" screen.

"Arrange it immediately. In one hour, at the first training ground, there will be a duel between A-class knight Stella Familiar and A-class knight Lynn."

"The competition will be broadcast live to all teachers and students of the school."

The message, like a hurricane, swept through the entire Hagun Academy in just a few minutes.

The mysterious A-level freshman who was just admitted through special admission will have a formal showdown with the long-established "Red Lotus Princess"!

This message instantly ignited the enthusiasm of all the students.

Countless students poured out of classrooms, libraries, and dormitories, rushing frantically towards the first training ground, wanting to claim the best spectator spot.

The academy's internal forum was completely flooded with messages.

"Holy crap! Really? He's going to have to go up against a princess right after starting school? Has Lynn gone mad?"

"A-rank versus A-rank! This is a battle of the Seven Star Sword Festival level!"

"Although Lynn's physical attributes are abnormal, his magic power is only F-rank! He couldn't even last a second against the princess's Dragon King Flame!"

"That's right! My wife Stella is the best in the world!"

Almost all the comments were overwhelmingly in support of Stella.

The first training ground, the largest battle arena in Pojun Academy, was already packed to capacity.

Rather than a training ground, this place is more like a modern arena, with layers of circular spectator seats that can accommodate most of the school's teachers and students.

The match was still more than half an hour away from starting, but the atmosphere inside the stadium was already extremely heated.

A huge holographic screen hung directly above the arena, playing a loop of data from both sides in the battle.

On one side is the radiant "Red Lotus Princess," Stella Vermillion.

[Bladebreaker Rank: A]

Attack Power: A Defense Power: A Magic Power: A Magic Control: B Physical Strength: B [Kiguhao]

Every piece of data shone with a golden glow; that magnificent panel was a dream that countless students could never achieve in their entire lives.

On the other side was Lynn, the mysterious freshman who had only been in school for less than half a day.

[Bladebreaker Rank: A (Exceptional)]

Attack Power: ? Defense Power: ? Magic Power: F Magic Control: F Physical Fitness: ? (The last line appears to be a typo and can be left as is.)

A series of question marks and two glaring "F"s create a comical and absurd scene.

"Hahaha! Look at that panel! Magic power F-rank! How can this be rated A-rank? Is the chairman drunk?"

"I heard the testing equipment exploded. I think it's just a showpiece, all for show!"

"The betting is open! I'm betting on Her Highness the Princess to end the battle within one minute! Pay out 1.1 points!"

"One minute? You overestimate that F-rank! I'll hold it for thirty seconds! How is he going to catch the Princess's Dragon King Flame?"

168. I already have a wife, but having you one more won't make a difference.

The appearance of two people in a corner of the crowd caused a small commotion.

"It's the 'Failed Knight' and his sister!"

"Kurotetsu Ikki? What's he doing here? Wasn't he being suppressed by the academy and not even qualified to participate in the ranking battles?"

Ichiki Kurogane ignored the surrounding discussions and focused intently on the scene.

Beside him, his younger sister, Shizuku Kurotetsu, crossed her arms, her emerald green eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

"Brother, what do you think?" Shizuku asked softly.

“I can’t see through him.” Kurogane Ichiki shook his head, his expression serious. “That man named Lynn is dangerous.”

"Oh?" Shizuku's lips curled up slightly. "You think so too?"

“Of course!” Kurogane Ikki answered decisively. “My swordsmanship is the pinnacle within the realm of ‘reason.’ But his… I saw the replay of the testing ground from the chairman, and his swordsmanship has already transcended the scope of ‘reason.’”

He recalled the unconventional "Swallow Return".

He couldn't catch that sword strike.

Instead of feeling jealous, Kurogane Ikki felt a strong fighting spirit igniting within him.

It turns out that there is such a vast world beyond the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Inside the special observation room on the highest floor of the arena, Shinomiya Kurono was holding a cup of coffee, watching the bustling crowd below.

"Chairman, are we really going to let them fight?" Yuri Oreki asked worriedly. "Stella's magic is extraordinary. If it gets out of control, that Lynn..."

“Don’t worry.” Shinguji Kurono interrupted her. “You should be worried about Stella.”

She took a sip of coffee, and deep in her eyes was the excitement of a hunter spotting his prey.

"That man is a monster in human skin. Stella, this proud and fiery steed, is perfect to test his depths!"

Just then, the lights in the arena dimmed, leaving only the center of the field illuminated by a huge spotlight.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

"First of all, let us welcome with the warmest cheers our pride, the second princess of the Famillion Royal Family—'Crimson Princess' Stella Famillion!"

The host's voice resounded throughout the venue via the loudspeaker.

Amidst thunderous cheers, Stella emerged from the players' tunnel.

She changed into a black and red tight-fitting combat suit, which perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure.

Her dazzling red hair was tied into a high ponytail, and her face was full of fighting spirit.

With each step she took, the temperature in the air rose a degree.

When she stood in the center of the arena, a powerful magical pressure made it difficult for the audience in the front row to breathe.

"Next up to challenge Her Highness the Princess is Lynn, a freshman who just passed a special test today and was exceptionally rated A by the Chairman!"

Compared to Stella's glamorous entrance, Lynn's appearance was rather unremarkable.

He was still wearing his ordinary casual clothes, his hands in his pockets, and he slowly walked out from the other side of the passage.

He was met with a chorus of boos and undisguised mockery.

"Get out!"

"Don't waste our Princess's time!"

Lynn ignored the noise and walked straight to Stella, where he stood.

The two were ten meters apart.

Stella's anger flared up again at his nonchalant demeanor.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, a burst of flames erupted from Stella's body.

"Awaken, [Princess Dragon's Sinful Sword]!"

With a girl's sweet cry, a magnificent greatsword wreathed in flames appeared in her hand.

The terrifying magical energy waves transformed into tangible heat waves, sweeping out in all directions.

"Oh! It's Her Highness the Princess's spirit dress!"

"The match is about to end!"

Cheers and murmurs rose and fell.

Stella pointed the burning tip of her sword directly at Lynn, her face radiating absolute confidence.

"Before you are burned to a crisp, I will allow you to leave your last words."

Lynn ignored her and instead took a few steps closer to Stella at a leisurely pace.

"I heard you like to bet with people?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached Stella's ears clearly.

"Especially betting contracts concerning servants."

Stella hesitated, holding her sword with a somewhat surprised expression.

What do you mean?

"It's very simple."

Lynn stopped walking, her hands still in her pockets.

"Let's make a bet."

“You win. I’m not only releasing Toudou Touka, but I’ll also let you do whatever you want with me. Be my servant or my punching bag, it’s up to you.”

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

Everyone heard it: this arrogant freshman had actually made such an outrageous bet at this critical juncture.

In the observation room, Shinguji Kurono's hand, holding a coffee cup, froze in mid-air, the playful smile on her lips growing even wider.

0...Requesting flowers...0

"interesting."

Stella was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter in anger.

"Good! Very good! Do you think you've got this in the bag?"

"So, if you win, what do you want?"

She had decided to crush the man in front of her in the most cruel way possible, making him pay the price for his arrogance.

Lynn shook her head.

“Servants? One is enough for me, I don’t need a second one.”