I, Liu Yulan, a fifteen-year-old high school freshman, attend the prestigious Miss Wan Zhixia Academy.
But compared to my classmates, my family background isn’t particularly illustrious—not a business tycoon, nor a traditional noble family, and certainly not the child of any official.
My mother left us early on, and as for my mother… she was a woman who never cared about her family.
I have no idea what exactly she does, but she’s rich enough to support the expenses of two daughters, even sending us to a school like Wan Zhixia.
Both my sister Liu Yuhan and I are students here.
However, unlike my ordinary self, my sister excels in academics, figure, and looks.
She even inherited the legacy of Senior Luo Shiyun and became the new student council president—the academy’s shining star.
And I live forever in her shadow, so much so that when classmates greet me, they’ll often say, whether intentionally or not,
“You’re Yuhan’s little sister? You don’t look like her at all… pretty average.”
I look down at my own figure.
Indeed, pretty average.
If it were only that, it would be fine—I’d happily live my ordinary, leisurely life.
But my sister always tries to help me, whether I want it or not, interfering in both my life and studies, making me constantly stained by her presence.
“Isn’t it only natural for a sister to take care of her little sister?”
Because of this, whenever anyone talks about me, they always preface it with,
“Liu Yuhan’s little sister.”
Sometimes they don’t even remember my name—they just tack on “little sister” after the president’s title.
Her brilliance is so dazzling, it completely swallows me whole, leaving not a single trace behind.
I know what my sister thinks.
Since childhood, as a perfectionist, she couldn’t stand someone as ordinary as me existing.
She wanted to turn me into her possession, her subordinate, to accept her perfect transformation.
I really couldn’t stand her.
My first act of rebellion was forming a band with a girl named Toyokawa Shoko to perform on the streets.
I love music, love singing—it was a way to release the suppressed feelings I’d held for over ten years.
Shoko and I got along well, with great coordination, even catching the attention of a talent scout who invited us to join an entertainment company.
But it all got exposed to my sister.
Her attitude was calm, but I could see the anger burning in her eyes.
Then, for some unknown reason, Shoko silently left my life—no more managing the band, no more contact with me… I knew exactly who was behind it, which led to a huge fight between me and Liu Yuhan.
In a fit of rage, I ran away from home, wandering alone at night, beneath the cold city lights.
I hated her.
I hated all those who constantly orbited around her.
I hated everyone who called me Yuhan’s little sister—everyone!
Why? Why did they always have to meddle in everything of mine?
At that moment, a voice whispered in my ear.
“Do you want to end it all?”
Huddled in an unknown alley, I looked up in confusion at a white-haired woman wearing a mask.
“Do you want to live with dignity?”
“You can do it. We all can.”
Her words carried an almost hypnotic temptation. I didn’t resist or refuse; I just watched as she injected an unknown serum into my arm.
I fainted. When I woke again, it was already early morning—the sky just beginning to lighten…
By the puddle on the ground, I saw my reflection clearly.
Strange dark red hair, indescribably peculiar eyes, and a wild, beast-like power surging inside me.
I had become a monster—and spiraled into a rampage…
My hatred for my sister and all her sycophants washed away every last shred of my reason.
But before I could unleash destruction, a pink tentacle monster blocked my path.
…………
“You’re back again.”
“Of course! I’m here to see if you, little trash fish, have died and started to stink yet!”
The smiling little girl bounced into her room.
Since becoming a monster, Liu Yulan definitely couldn’t roam freely.
As for home… she didn’t want to go back there now either.
She could only rely on this pink tentacle creature’s help to find a cheap hotel to stay temporarily.
Liu Yulan wasn’t quite sure how to properly describe this creature.
Pink-haired little girl?
Cute, yes, but overwhelmingly annoying—literally a foul-mouthed brat, with a personality even worse than that bastard Liu Yuhan.
But since she had nowhere else to go, she had to live under this strange roof for the time being.
“I don’t have tea here. Is warm water okay?”
“I want soda! The kind that pops the cap and flies right off!”
That must be packed with so much carbon dioxide.
Still, she handed over a cup of warm water, and Liu Yulan calmly sat on the edge of the bed.
“Any news yet?”
Liu Yulan knew the little girl was investigating the cause of her transformation, and she’d revealed everything that happened that night.
Especially about the white-haired woman with the mask.
Although an ordinary person, with some thought, Liu Yulan could tell she’d been dragged into something huge.
One syringe was enough to turn her into a monster…
Logically, she should be scrambling to find a way to survive, fleeing to another city while her bank accounts still worked.
But her stubborn spirit made her want to follow this mysterious little girl and face the unknown.
More than hiding, Liu Yulan wanted to prove herself.
“There is.”
Wiping her lips after gulping down the water, Vita solemnly announced to the newbie monster before her.
“I’m taking you to meet the Commander!”
“…Commander?”
“Yeah, Commander Thunder! The one who shattered darkness with thunder three years ago—the famous Commander Thunder Koya!”
Back then, when Sister Yi defeated the competition and officially became the monster leader, she thought “Boss” sounded unlucky, and “Big Sister” sounded too old-fashioned, so she changed her title to “Commander,” and all her little sisters called her that.
Commander Thunder—how imposing that sounded.
“Thunder… could it be, that Thunder monster?”
“But she… didn’t she die already?!”
If Yijinmo were here, she’d probably cry with excitement that a local actually knew her famous name.
“Ah, that… was an accident.”
Little Vita made a silly face, trying to dodge the question.
She was partly responsible for the rumor of the Thunder Monster’s death.
But the ending was good—at least Sister Yi had been quietly recuperating for three years, with no one bothering her anymore.
If she truly died, there’d be no need for a grand funeral—the fangirls had already prepared everything in the cemetery.
Convenient, wasn’t it?
“But before that, I need to give you a name.”
“I… already have a name, don’t I?”
“That’s different. Becoming a monster means saying goodbye to your old identity. Unless one day you get strong enough to control the evil energy inside you and revert to your original form, it’s best not to use your old name anymore.”
“…Understood.”
“Since your ability is to change an object’s buoyancy, from now on, your name will be—”
“Fuli Ji!”
“What?”
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