Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Jiang Chuan and the others looked in the direction of the sound.

A group of people had already gathered at the entrance of the battle room.

The one in the lead was a young girl.

Her skin was as white as freshly squeezed milk, and so tender it looked like you could squeeze water out of it.

She wore an expensive outfit, predominantly dark blue with white trim, and gold buttons that glittered under the lights. The pleated skirt was the perfect length, both elegant and subtly accentuating her leg curves.

Her long, wine-red hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, with the ends slightly curled.

His features were as exquisite as a doll in a shop window, his chin was habitually slightly raised, and his eyes held a calmness that looked down upon all living beings.

It's the person in the photo.

A top student.

Behind her followed seven or eight students in Nanshan College uniforms, each with their heads held high and their faces bearing the unique sense of superiority of academics.

Takehiko was among them.

He stood at the back of the line, head down, his face looking rather grim—clearly, news of Jiang Chuan's sweeping victory over the last study tour group had already spread throughout the academy.

"Jiangchuan!"

An excited voice suddenly rang out from the group.

A cute girl with brown curly hair lit up and practically skipped out of the line.

She was the same girl who praised Jiang Chuan for being so handsome at the arena last time.

"What are you doing here!"

Senli ran up to Jiang Chuan and grabbed his arms with both hands.

Their movements were so natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Chuan. Her full breasts trembled slightly as she ran, and now she pressed herself against Jiang Chuan's arm without any hesitation.

The soft touch came through the thin fabric.

"You left in such a hurry last time that I didn't get a chance to introduce myself," Senli said excitedly. "My name is Senli, Sen as in forest and Li as in jasmine."

"Are you also coming to Nanshan College to study?"

"I can guide you!"

As she spoke, she leaned forward again.

Her curly hair brushed against Jiang Chuan's arm, and a faint scent of perfume wafted over.

It was a sweet, floral scent, just like her gaze at that moment, carrying an undisguised hint.

Xiaoxia had just retrieved the gem starfish and was about to say something to Xiaochun like, "Practice makes perfect."

I turned around.

That's when I saw this scene.

The joy of victory that should have been there vanished without a trace in an instant.

What's going on?

You're fighting hard in the front, and then your base gets raided from behind?

She didn't know why, but a sudden surge of inexplicable anger welled up inside her.

I didn't even think about it.

Xiaoxia rushed back to Jiangchuan's side in three quick steps.

"What are you doing!"

The girl with superhuman strength exerted her power and forcefully "torn" Senli off Jiang Chuan.

Then, she took Jiang Chuan's arm herself.

Her movements were so natural that even she was taken aback for a moment.

But the next second, Xiaoxia puffed out her chest and glared at Senli like a kitten guarding its food:

"Jiang Chuan would never come to your academy!"

"We must cultivate together!"

After saying that, he realized it wasn't right and quickly added:

"Oh, and Hanako-nee too, we need to do three rounds of cultivation!"

"Don't pretend, you were so fierce last time we fought!"

Senli was taken aback by Xiaoxia's shout.

But after glancing at Xiaoxia and then at Jiang Chuan, who was being held tightly by Xiaoxia, a smile appeared on her face.

Knowing that Misty was the heir to the Cerulean Gym, Senri remained good-natured even after being yelled at.

"Last time, I didn't know Jiang Chuan was so amazing, I..."

"Senri!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

A cold, arrogant female voice, carrying an unquestionable authority, interrupted Senli.

The top student walked over slowly.

Her steps were elegant, each one seemingly calculated, the sound of her heels striking the ground crisp and rhythmic.

When she reached Senli, she stopped and glanced at Senli indifferently.

"You are a student at Nanshan College."

Be elegant.

The voice of the top student wasn't loud, but every word was like an ice bead hitting the ground:

"Are you trying to embarrass the academy by acting like this?"

Senli's body trembled.

As if pricked by something, she immediately released her grip and lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, Senior Jiaozi..."

"go back."

"Yes……"

Senli obediently walked back.

But as she passed Jiang Chuan, she quickly looked up and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Look for me if you come to the academy."

"I will guide you..."

She spoke the last two words very slowly.

His gaze swept downwards, then quickly returned, as if he were giving some kind of hint.

Although the tomboy Xiaoxia didn't fully understand, judging from Senli's eyes and expression, it wasn't a good thing.

She was so angry that her face puffed up.

He took a step forward, blocking Jiang Chuan's path, head held high and chest puffed out, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"snort!"

Hanako, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but smile when she saw this.

Her gentle gaze swept between Jiang Chuan, Xiao Xia, and the audacious Sen Li, and she had already made up her mind.

It seems that Xiaoxia has started to develop different feelings for Jiangchuan; it's time to start helping her out.

.........

"I see."

The voice of the top student rang out again.

She had walked to the center of the field, her gaze fixed on Jiang Chuan, looking him up and down.

That look in his eyes didn't seem like he was looking at a person.

It's more like looking at an interesting specimen, or a puzzle that needs to be solved.

"You're Jiang Chuan, the one who set up a challenge and achieved a 200-win streak, defeating the Xiong Yan Study Tour Group."

There was no discernible emotion in her tone.

But that arrogance has been ingrained in every syllable.

"And who are you?"

Xiaoxia couldn't stand her attitude and retorted directly:

"His chin is practically pointing to the sky."

The top student glanced at Xiaoxia.

His eyes were indifferent.

It was as indifferent as looking at a roadside weed.

"I am the brightest star of the new generation."

She slightly raised her hand, the movement as graceful as if she were performing.

"A prodigy".

"Nanshan College has been ranked first in its grade for two consecutive years."

"Head of the 'Whip of Love' Special Training Program"

"as well as……"

She paused, her long, wine-red hair gleaming under the light.

"A future top Pokémon trainer in Kanto."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Chuan.

We await his response.

Or rather, we await his reaction, like that of the other students, showing admiration, awe, or at least surprise.

But Jiang Chuan didn't react at all.

The delicate eyebrows of the privileged child furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"She...she actually knows you, Jiang Chuan!"

Xiao Chun, however, spoke up excitedly.

He had somehow stopped gazing at Jiang Chuan and moved closer, his face full of envy.

"Young Miss Jiaozi has never paid any attention to any of the students in the academy!"

"She barely even acknowledges those from particularly wealthy families!"

"You, you're so lucky!"

These words reached Xiaoxia's ears.

It was like pouring a bucket of oil into a fire.

What's going on today?

First it was Senli, and now even this top student is joining in the fun?

Why are there so many people trying to steal people?

"A prodigy!"

Xiaoxia released Jiang Chuan's arm, took a step forward, and angrily pointed at the opposite side:

"You're the one I've been looking for!"

"Come and fight me!"

"The heir to the Cerulean Dojo, and the top student of your academy!"

"Do you dare to accept?"

The top student glanced at Xiaoxia.

Then, he waved his hand gently.

The movements were elegant, yet carried an undisguised contempt.

"Cerulean Gym?"

A very faint smile curved her lips:

"I'm no longer interested."

"Those dojos that rely on their ancestors' glory but are terrible in actual combat have won too many times in the simulation system."

"Now……"

The gaze of the privileged young man fell back on Jiang Chuan.

"What I want is Jiangchuan."

She took two steps forward.

The sound of high heels was exceptionally clear in the quiet battle room.

"I'm very curious."

The privileged child spoke slowly, each word uttered deliberately:

"Someone who doesn't understand Pokémon basics and doesn't put Pokémon in their Poké Balls."

"People who choose Pikachu as their starter Pokémon because it's difficult to train and has low potential."

"How did you manage to achieve a 200-game winning streak?"

"They also defeated the study tour group."

As she said this, she glanced behind her.

Xiong Yan and the others immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

"I want to see."

The top student turned around and looked at Jiang Chuan with sharp eyes:

"Study tour groups are just too useless."

"You're just really lucky."

The arrogance of the top students is indiscriminate; they show no mercy when speaking to their classmates.

The students who had participated in the study tour turned a deep purplish-red, but dared not utter a single word in rebuttal.

After the top student finished speaking.

He gracefully raised his right hand.

Her slender fingers traced an arc in the air.

next moment.

A delicate baby ball flew out of her hand.

"Bang!"

A flash of white light appeared.

A Pokémon appeared on the field.

His body was dark brown, he held a thick bone in his hand, and beneath his skull-like helmet, his eyes were fierce.

Clatter, clatter.

Judging from the color and shape of the bone club, it was clearly a top-quality specimen that had been carefully cultivated.

The privileged young man looked at Jiang Chuan, his chin slightly raised:

"Jiangchuan."

"Please fight me."

Although she used the word "please".

But there was not a hint of request in his tone.

Only commands.

And an arrogance that cannot be refused.

The entire battle room fell silent.

All eyes were on Jiang Chuan.