Chapter 50: The Student Council President
A Bustling School Morning
On the corridor outside the classroom, Yu Li shook her head. Compared to the strange aura in Fu Qingyue’s classroom, the school itself felt odd today. It was noisier than usual, with clusters of giggling girls chattering excitedly here and there.
“Ugh!”
Lost in thought, Yu Li didn’t notice someone ahead and bumped straight into them.
“You okay, little one?”
A sturdy arm steadied her, and Yu Li looked up to find a tall, purple-haired woman with her hair neatly tied up. The woman gazed at her with concern, a gentle smile on her face.
“So tall…”
Yu Li couldn’t help but blurt out. The purple-haired woman towered over 1.8 meters, making Yu Li, barely over 1.5 meters, feel like a ragdoll in comparison.
“Pfft, looks like you’re fine. Be careful next time, okay~”
The woman chuckled, and after ensuring Yu Li was unharmed, she let go and walked away.
“Ah…”
Watching the woman’s confident stride, Yu Li realized she’d missed her chance to apologize—and had even commented on her height.
“Whatever… it doesn’t matter.”
The woman’s unique presence prompted Yu Li to check, but she had no halo. To Yu Li, those without halos were mere passersby, insignificant in her world.
Shaking her head, Yu Li dismissed the encounter and returned to her classroom.
A Curious Reaction
As Yu Li took her seat, her deskmate, Ai Xinglan, gave her a surprised look.
“Why’s Xiao Ai looking at me like that?”
“…I thought you’d skip class again.”
“How could I? I’m a good kid~”
Yu Li spoke earnestly, but Ai Xinglan shot her a skeptical glance, as if to say, What nonsense are you spouting?
“You’re the type who disappears the moment class ends and skips without a second thought, calling that good?!”
“…”
Yu Li opened her mouth to argue but realized Ai Xinglan was right—she did have a habit of doing exactly that.
“Xiao Ai, do you know why everyone’s so excited today?”
“…Changing the subject, huh?”
“Cough… so, do you know?”
“It’s because… the student council president, who was away for off-campus training, is back. That person’s super popular, especially among the girls…”
Though her words were complimentary, Ai Xinglan gritted her teeth, her expression a mix of exasperation and disdain.
“Xiao Ai, image! Mind your image!”
“Cough.” At Yu Li’s reminder, Ai Xinglan cleared her throat and quickly adjusted her expression.
“So, did the student council president do something to upset Xiao Ai?”
“…” Ai Xinglan paused, as if dredging up memories.
“That person… she’s so reckless! Every time, every single time, Lan Yi and I are stuck cleaning up her messes! I’ve been in the student council for six months, and I’m practically running myself ragged because of her! And don’t get me started—she’s always attracting a crowd of fangirls. The moment she’s back, the student council room gets swarmed, and she doesn’t even bother to turn them away!”
The more Ai Xinglan spoke, the angrier she got, her face flushing as she recalled her grievances.
“Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, watch your expression!”
Yu Li awkwardly tugged at the increasingly agitated Ai Xinglan, pointing out her contorted face.
“Huff… I’m fine… I’m calm now.”
Ai Xinglan took a deep breath, forcing herself to regain composure.
“Good. But… I’d prefer to be the only one who gets Xiao Ai this worked up~” Yu Li teased with a smile, her words tinged with a hint of jealousy.
“W-what’s that supposed to mean?!”
Seeing Ai Xinglan’s flustered reaction, Yu Li grinned and shifted topics again.
“Hm… the student council president, huh? Purple hair, over 1.8 meters tall?”
“You met her?!” Ai Xinglan exclaimed, shocked.
“So that was the student council president…”
What a coincidence—Yu Li had run into her on the very day she returned.
‘Reckless, huh? Not a protagonist, but she might just be the opportunity I need.’
Shaking her head lightly, Yu Li let the thought go. Class was starting, and it was Professor Wang Si’s theory lesson. He was already preparing to begin.
“Students, today we’ll…”
A Troubled Mind
At the same time, in the second-year classroom, Ye Sheng sat distracted, his mind far from the lesson.
He stared intently at a transparent panel only he could see, a throbbing headache plaguing him. His dark-element ability’s precision had dropped to zero, reduced to little more than a useless mist.
When the system notified him of Fu Qingyue’s decreased favorability, he’d immediately messaged her.
He’d considered countless possibilities—perhaps someone had said something to her, or maybe she’d caught him with someone else. Whatever the reason, if her attitude shifted, he’d figure out what was wrong.
But reality left him exasperated. He pulled out his phone, rereading his chat with Fu Qingyue.
“Qingyue, what’re you up to?”
“Training. What’s up, Ye-ge?”
“Nothing… just missed you suddenly.”
“Wanna train together?”
“Nah, I’ll see you at school.”
“Mm.”
Fu Qingyue’s responses were no different from usual. She didn’t seem like someone who’d noticed him with another girl, and her routine—training at home—hadn’t changed.
Ye Sheng scrolled through the system panel in frustration, beginning to suspect the issue wasn’t Fu Qingyue but the system itself.
‘The system’s just stingy, taking back my dark-element precision!’
[ … ]
After all, Fu Qingyue was the woman who, in his past life, had chosen him unwaveringly when he had nothing.
Even if she found out about his dates with others, he was confident he could convince her to trust him… or even accept it.
Besides, from her behavior, it didn’t seem like she’d noticed anything at all. So how could her favorability have dropped?
[Host, please note: the system’s detection is never wrong.]
“Then tell me why Qingyue’s favorability dropped!”
Ye Sheng questioned the system in his mind.
[The system cannot detect specific reasons, only provide favorability checks.]
“Fine, check Qingyue’s favorability again!”
[Checking… Current favorability with Fu Qingyue: Friendly]
[Note: Friendly-level favorability grants no rewards. Host, please work harder to increase favorability.]
“…This system’s gotta be broken.”
Ye Sheng frowned, his tone laced with irritation. Fu Qingyue’s attitude hadn’t changed at all, yet the system insisted her favorability had plummeted.
With a scoff, Ye Sheng muttered, “So unreliable. Looks like I’ll have to rely on myself.”