Lilith’s face flushed bright red with anger, looking like a British Shorthair with its fur all puffed up, letting out a completely harmless “huff” at Luo Ye as a threat.
That expression was less like anger and more like a cornered British Shorthair giving an “angry dragon roar.”
Luo Ye raised an eyebrow, his expression calm and carefree, utterly unfazed by this adorable “ferociousness.”
He even leaned back comfortably in his chair, lazily tapping his fingers on the table in a playful way, clearly enjoying his little prank succeeding.
“Hmm… It seems that a certain daughter of the great theatrical family is very reluctant to complete the magic shaping exercise assigned by the professor?”
A sly smile curved at Luo Ye’s lips, his voice low but piercing directly into Lilith’s ear.
“Lilith, what do you think would happen if Professor El-Melloi II found out that the student he specially assigned as the top guidance target not only didn’t appreciate it but even huffed at the ‘top student,’ and was even planning to refuse the practice…?”
Lilith’s huff grew even fiercer. “You stinker, what did you say?”
“I said, if the professor knew you were so ‘not serious,’ would he maybe publicly show those exam papers from last semester’s final, covered with ‘cute doodles’?”
“Luo Ye Cadia!”
Lilith instantly froze. Her exquisitely beautiful face crumpled in an instant, all her “ferocious” expressions froze too, replaced by a look of utter grievance, like a cat with its fate choked at the throat.
Threatening her with tattling? Or worse—publicly exposing her shameful, black-marked grade reports?!
That despicable, shameless, vile, filthy bastard!
Clearly just a bastard! A privileged child!
Lilith’s golden eyes burned with a small flame of fury as she glared fiercely at Luo Ye.
But Luo Ye’s smile only grew brighter.
He didn’t say a word, but his mischievous gaze seemed to silently declare: “Oh? Scared already? Weren’t you just so fierce a moment ago?”
Yeah, yeah, I’m a privileged kid, so what?
If you have the guts, go tell the professor I bullied you. Dare you?
(‾◡◝) Hehe, scared now? Come hit me then! The professor’s watching~ Oh yeah! That’ll drive you crazy!
At this moment, Luo Ye vented all the grievances he’d suffered during previous conversations with the gravity girls onto Lilith, this cute little victim with puffed cheeks.
Lilith read Luo Ye’s expression and gaze!
She read it crystal clear and unmistakably!
Her whole body trembled with anger, no trace of the usual gentle rise and fall of her chest—her carefully styled light green hair even seemed to stand on end.
She desperately wanted to punch that smug face that was making her blood pressure skyrocket!
But…
She dared not! Really dared not!
Professor El-Melloi II’s cold, stern face and his threat about her “cute doodle” exam papers made her choose to yield from the heart.
“You bastard, don’t let me catch you slacking off!”
Lilith bared her little tiger teeth, eyes wide, cheeks puffed as she stomped the hard floor of the tiered classroom with her expensive black leather shoes, the “thud-thud” sounds echoing.
But Luo Ye didn’t let up and instead pulled a funny face.
Lilith shot Luo Ye a murderous glare, wildly firing daggers from her eyes, as if trying to shoot a thousand holes into him.
…
What Luo Ye didn’t notice was that at the bottom of the tiered classroom,
Alicia had quietly finished her practice with Anna sometime ago.
She sat in the classroom’s central, most important position, her posture still impeccably elegant and dignified, like the standard princess pose in a palace portrait.
But those amber eyes, which should have been like the warm spring sun, now seemed covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.
Her gaze, like two icy beams, was utterly calm yet cold, precisely fixed on the very top of the tiered classroom—
Where Luo Ye was “silently sparring” with Lilith, his expression and actions unbearably irritating, frivolous, and… utterly shameless in Alicia’s eyes.
Luo Ye’s obnoxious smile and Lilith’s enraged yet helpless stomping were crystal clear to Alicia.
The air around seemed to drop by over ten degrees in an instant.
Anna, as the closest bystander, felt this most vividly.
An invisible, cold, heavily oppressive aura quietly radiated from Alicia, causing even someone as experienced as Anna to feel a pang of unease and break out in a cold sweat down her spine.
She of course knew what Her Highness was staring at, and knew even better what it meant.
“Y-Your Highness…”
Anna spoke carefully, her voice barely a whisper, trembling with obvious nervousness, “Um… Lord Luo Ye is probably just urging Miss Lilith to complete the…”
Her words caught in her throat.
Because Alicia didn’t look at her, not even the slightest turn of her head.
Her gaze remained unwavering, fixed on the heights, her face showing no anger, no blame.
Only that bottomless silence, and the surrounding “frost” that seemed to freeze everything, dimming even the light.
This silent, cold, judgmental stare was more effective than any words.
Anna thought to herself, “Lord Luo Ye is done for.”
She could only quickly and secretly glance up with eyes full of sympathy and helplessness, piercing through the rows of seats and people, looking distantly at the still-unaware Lord Luo Ye who was “teasing” his close friend.
Anna could only silently pray in her heart for this man who was madly pushing the limits of self-destruction:
Lord Luo Ye… may you have mercy on yourself…
…
Luo Ye looked at the little ball of anger in front of him, who looked ready to explode but was utterly helpless against him, and the resentment he’d built up for days finally dissipated by more than half.
After enjoying the vivid expressions she made, Luo Ye felt it was time to get down to “serious business.”
After all, Professor El-Melloi II’s hawk-like eyes would occasionally glance over their corner.
Although he thought watching Lilith’s performance was more fun than practicing shaping magic, with the title of top student, he had to at least give the appearance of working.
“All right, Lilith.”
Luo Ye wiped the ridiculously teasing smile off his face and switched to a businesslike tone, though a trace of mockery still flickered in his eyes: “Now that you’ve vented, it’s time to start practicing.”
Lilith shot him a fierce glare, emitting a heavy “hmph!” from her nose.
She certainly remembered the professor’s instructions.
Although she was extremely displeased with the privileged bastard in front of her, the professor’s threat—especially the public exposure of her “cute doodle” exam papers—made her shudder all over.
If she refused, Luo Ye would definitely “tell the professor” immediately!
“Fine! So annoying!”
Lilith dragged over a chair and sat down heavily, stomping her little leather shoes twice on the floor as if trying to crush Luo Ye.
She crossed her arms, turned slightly to show only half the back of her head to Luo Ye, clearly signaling, “I’m very displeased, but I’ll reluctantly cooperate with you.”