My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

When he pushed open the door of his room, he saw Li Te standing by his bed, helping him fold the quilt.

"Leet?" Orson looked at her in confusion. "Why are you in my room?"

"Well, I, I thought that Orson, you haven't been back for a few months, so I checked to see if the room needed cleaning, and by the way, took out the quilt to dry in the sun..."

"Oh, I see." Orson nodded in understanding, and then patted Lit's head. "It's okay, I'll clean my room myself, you can go back first."

"No." Li Te shook his head firmly. "Orson, you have helped me so much, just let me do the small things like cleaning the room!"

"But……"

"Orson!"

"Okay." Orson couldn't persuade Litt, so he nodded. "Then I'll leave it to you from now on."

"Yeah!" Lit nodded happily.

Cleaning the room was fake, and taking the opportunity to get close to Orson was real.

Then, Orson opened the closet.

"...Didn't I fold the school uniform before?" He frowned and took out the school uniform. "I remember it was hanging before."

But Orson didn't think much about it, just thinking that he remembered it wrong, and completely ignored the fact that Litt was still there, and started taking off his clothes on the spot.

Litt watched Orson take off his coat and then his shirt.

Revealing the smooth back with some muscles.

Not very strong, but very pleasing to the eye.

Lit couldn't help but stare in amazement. She stood beside the bed and swallowed.

I didn’t expect that Orson, who looks quite thin normally, looks quite strong when he takes off his clothes.

This is what is called, you look thin when you are dressed, and you have muscles when you are undressed.

"Ah, Litt, just do what you should do and don't worry about me." Orson said this and turned his head to glance at Litt.

Only then did Litt realize that he had been staring at Orson, which was a bit too rude. He hurriedly tidied up the room, and then secretly poked his head out of the bathroom door to watch Orson change clothes.

There are two types of school uniforms at Imperial College. One is a blue suit, white shirt, black tie, black trousers and leather shoes for men.

The other is a blue jacket for women with a white shirt, a light blue skirt, black knee-high socks and round-toed leather shoes.

Orson changed his clothes and looked back at Leeteuk who was peeking in the bathroom.

"Hey, Li Te, can you wash this set of clothes for me? Just hang it on the balcony."

"Oh, okay." Litt nodded, walked out of the bathroom, and took Orson's clothes in his hands.

Orson said nothing and went straight to the student union office building.

He was going there to prepare his campaign speech for tonight. In addition, he also needed to give a speech at the opening ceremony this afternoon.

……

On the other side, Litt looked at Orson's clothes in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Then, she gave up thinking and buried her face in her clothes.

Then he continued to roll around on Orson's bed...

……

At this moment, on the other side of the dormitory area, in the living room of the building, several nobles who had mocked Litt this morning and Tyrell, who had been beaten into a pig's head, were kneeling on the floor.

"Orson said that if you are not satisfied, go to the student union and sue him." Tyrell said this and looked at a young man sitting on the sofa.

The young man's clothes were very gorgeous and his hairstyle was carefully designed, but his face was as bumpy as the surface of the moon. Coupled with his ferocious facial features and the extremely angry mood at the moment, people dared not look at him.

He is Donny Florence, the eldest son of Giovanni Florence, the patriarch of the Florence family who controls the Dukedom of Naples.

Donnie raised his coffee cup, blew on it gently, then took a sip and looked at Tyrell.

"You mean to say that instead of trying to harm Lit, Orson is helping Lit, right?"

"Yeah." Tyrell nodded, then rushed over and hugged Donny's legs. "Master Donny, you have to make the decision for me. Orson is too much of a bully. Look at my face, how swollen it is! "

"He's not hitting me, he's clearly hitting you in the face, Master Donnie!"

"Tyrell, raise your head." Tang Ni said in a deep voice.

Tyrell thought that Donnie had finally agreed to help him, and he quickly raised his head.

Then he felt the hot liquid flowing down his face.

Donnie poured all the coffee in his hand over Tyrell's head.

Tyrell screamed and covered his face, wailing in agony.

"What did I ask you to do?!" Donnie said this and kicked Tyrell away.

"I asked you to sow discord between Lit and Orson and cause conflict within their families, and this is how you completed your mission?"

"Are you crazy or something? Don't you know that humiliating Little will attract Orson?" As he said this, he spat at Tyrell who was rolling on the ground.

"You were just punched twice and you're begging me to help you?"

"Do you want to think about your own status? And you hit me in the face?! Do you deserve it?"

Having said that, Donnie angrily kicked Tyrell a few more times.

Then, he took a few deep breaths and calmed his furious mood.

"You guys, carry him back. I'll spare your life this time. If you say something wrong again next time, don't blame me for being rude." Tony said this, turned his back and went upstairs.

The nobles nearby didn't even dare to breathe, they could only nod silently and carry the wailing Tyrell out.

Donnie stood on the balcony and sighed.

"pity."

Although I failed in the first two steps, I still have four full years of college life.

"Don't worry, Orson. There is always a loophole. I still have four years. I will play slowly with you, the Stranik family."

……

In the afternoon, the opening ceremony was officially held in the college auditorium.

First, the head of each grade came to the stage to give a brief speech, followed by the dean of the academy, Luca, who came to the stage to speak.

This whole process was quite dull, and the audience was completely silent.

After Dean Luca finished speaking, he continued:

"Next, it is our much-anticipated student representative's turn to speak. Please invite our student representative, second grade, student number 001, Orsen, to come to the stage and speak."

As soon as Orson's name was heard, applause broke out from the audience, and many girls and even some boys had stars in their eyes.

Orson set another record.

Student representative for the opening ceremony for two consecutive years.

When Orson heard the dean calling him, he quickly stood up and walked to the stage while waving his hands.

Then he bowed to the crowd and began his speech.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I am Orson, the student representative for this opening ceremony..."

What follows is a meaningless conversation.

Chapter 49: Student Union Change of Term

"Finally, I will also run for this student union. I believe everyone has received the candidate's information. The voting rights are in the hands of each student. I hope that the students can elect suitable candidates for the student union." Orson said this and ended his speech with a bow.

"I didn't expect

Mori actually used this speech to canvass votes. "Olivia sat in the audience, smiled, and then looked at the girl next to her, with long aqua blue hair, emerald green eyes, and a quiet and dignified sitting posture.

"I didn't expect that, but even if Orson didn't campaign like this, everyone would probably vote for him." The girl said this with a hint of resentment in her tone. "I even used some resources from my father to promote this election, but in the end, everyone still preferred Orson."

"It can't be helped. After all, this is the academy, not outside." Olivia smiled. "If it were outside, everyone would definitely choose Her Highness Elsa."

The blue-haired girl is the Imperial Princess, Elsa Lancaster, second-year student number 003.

"Alas, it's true. Putting aside my identity as a princess, I am no match for this guy Orson." Elsa sighed.

Although as a princess of the empire, she had recently reached the level of a sixth-rank magician, but she had only just crossed that threshold.

Orson, who is in the same grade as him, had already demonstrated the strength of both physical and magical level 6 a year ago, and his strength is likely to be even stronger now.

If he really has the strength of the seventh level, he would be more powerful than some teachers in the combat department.

How can students win when compared with teachers?

In addition, Orson usually has a very good reputation outside. He has no affair and no bad record. On the contrary, he is a moral model in the school.

This kind of person exudes perfection from the inside out, and it is impossible to compare to them.

"Olivia, I heard you're running for vice president?"

"Yeah." Olivia nodded. "I definitely can't compete with Orson for the position of president, so I signed up for the election of the vice president position in advance."

"But it was you who encouraged me to run for president."

"Yes, I know I can't compete with you, Elsa-sama, so I was a little bit... tricky? Are you satisfied with this statement, Your Highness?"

"Hmm..." Elsa sighed after hearing that. "Do you really want to be with Orson?"

"..." Olivia was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face turned red. "What does Your Highness mean?"

"Don't you think so?" Elsa looked at Olivia. "You can learn more by working and studying with Orson."

"Ah, that's true." Olivia nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the opening ceremony, the students dispersed. The first-year students were the busiest. After preparing for the dormitory, they would come here again in the evening to watch the student union election.

Three thousand candidate lists for the student union election had already been prepared and distributed to all students in the three grades except the first grade. Then, the distributed candidate lists were collected in the evening and the counting of votes began.

Although first-year students do not have the right to vote, they need to serve as witnesses to the establishment of the new student union.

Time soon came to evening, and only a thousand first-year students were left in the auditorium.

Below the stage, several staff members had already started counting the votes based on the collected votes.

The student union election adopts a differential election, with a total of three positions to be run for election.

The Student Union President, the Student Union Vice President and the Student Union Executive Director.

One person can only run for one seat.

As for the candidates for the president, they are Orson, a sophomore, and Elsa, a sophomore.

The candidates for vice president are second-year Olivia and third-year Lister.

There are quite a lot of people running for the executive director position this time, a total of ten people.

After the student union election is completed, the student union president will nominate other members of the student union to form the leadership team of this student union.

As the name suggests, the vice president is mainly responsible for assisting the student union president in his work.

The position of executive director is more worth talking about.

The standing directors are mainly responsible for school discipline issues, and after one election, there is no need for annual elections unless the standing directors graduate or resign voluntarily.

The previous executive director left the position vacant after the fourth grade graduated.

In addition, the executive directors have the power to impeach the president. If the president violates the rules of the institute or undermines discipline, the executive directors will lead a vote to impeach the president.

At this time, the candidate has already sat in the front seat.

Orson and Elsa sat in adjacent seats.

Orson looked at the girl with long blue hair beside him. Should he say that she was indeed the princess of the empire? Her stunning appearance made Orson unable to hold back his anger.

I couldn't help but hold my breath for a moment.

Clear blue hair and emerald eyes are the characteristics of the Lancaster family bloodline. It is said that the darker the color of the pupils, the stronger the inherited ancestral bloodline.

Orson thought so and leaned forward, trying to look into Elsa's eyes clearly.