Chapter 24: The Alchemy Academy (5)

“So what do you want, then?” Lan Yu Ye asked, somewhat displeased. In her mind, since her younger brother had already apologized, the other party should simply accept it.

Her attitude only fueled the girl’s anger further. She was already furious—being splashed with juice was one thing, but to have someone peek under her skirt and then shout about it for all to hear was an outrage.

All of this had pushed the girl’s fury to an unprecedented height, and now it soared even higher. Driven by anger, she uttered words she would deeply regret for a long time to come.

“Hmph! How about this? If you lick it clean, I’ll let it go.”

“Are you looking for trouble? If you are, I’ll oblige! Brother…” Lan Yu Ye said coldly. Likewise, the Seventh Princess and Tiger Girl were indignant; such a demand was a thorough humiliation.

In fact, the girl regretted her words the moment they left her lips. She shouldn’t have said that, but before she could reconsider what to do next, something utterly unexpected happened.

“Ah!” the girl cried out in surprise.

“Ah…” Everyone’s mouths dropped open, staring in shock at the scene before them.

A young boy stretched out his tongue and began to lick the face of the girl, whose beauty was unmatched. Her expression was one of astonishment and dazed disbelief.

Asking someone to lick it clean was meant as an insult, but what if the person actually did it? Most people wouldn’t even consider the possibility, and even if they did, they would never act on it.

Yet the Thirteenth Young Master of the Ye family was a special case—he did it, with utmost concentration.

The girl felt the wetness on her face, a tingling sensation that seeped from her skin into her heart, spreading to every corner of her being…

“Ah!! You… you…” The girl snapped out of her stupor, pushing away the Thirteenth Young Master, pressing a hand to her face where he’d licked her, stammering, unable to speak.

How was one to describe this? To say the Thirteenth Young Master was harassing her in public seemed inaccurate, since she herself had demanded it.

Then, the Thirteenth Young Master made the situation even stranger by saying, “If you push me away, how can I finish? You still have plenty left.”

His words drew everyone’s attention to the girl’s clothes, the stains of juice especially prominent on her chest.

“Ah, no licking!” the girl exclaimed, instantly covering her chest with both hands.

“…” Silence.

“Brother, you’re something else, hahaha…” Lan Yu Ye laughed. She had planned to teach the girl a lesson, but now there was no need; her foolish brother’s actions were far more effective than any reprimand.

“Pfft…” Tiger Girl and the Seventh Princess couldn’t help but chuckle.

The boys present desperately wished they were in the Thirteenth Young Master’s shoes, and silently vowed that if any girl ever made such a demand of them, they would not hesitate.

Meanwhile, the girls came to a tacit understanding: never utter such words in anger again, for if they encountered someone like the Thirteenth Young Master, not only would they fail to punish him, but they’d end up being taken advantage of.

This incident led to a new phenomenon at the Imperial Academy: boys would intentionally or unintentionally spill juice or wine onto girls, and the girls, in turn, became adept at dodging.

“Hmph!!” The girl stamped her foot fiercely, her cheeks flushed with rare embarrassment, head lowered as she ran out.

“Don’t run! There’s more on you. Actually, you don’t need to lick it; you can use the transformation array to remove it,” the Thirteenth Young Master called after her, and the more he shouted, the faster she fled.

“It really works, Tiger Girl. She doesn’t seem to believe me.”

“Young Master…”

“Haha… All right, let’s leave it at that. Brother, don’t do this again in the future. Don’t just obey whatever others tell you to do. If you meet bad people, things could turn out badly,” Lan Yu Ye scolded with a smile, gently reminding her brother.

“That’s right. You’re my fiancé; how can you lick another girl?” the Seventh Princess chimed in, making a playful remark.

“Then I’ll only lick you from now on,” the Thirteenth Young Master replied seriously, nodding.

“Uh…” The Seventh Princess fell silent.

“By the way, who was that girl just now? I’ve never seen her before, nor heard of anyone like her,” Lan Yu Ye asked, puzzled.

With her beauty and bearing, that girl should have been a well-known figure at the academy, yet no one seemed to have heard of her.

“I don’t know, I’ve never heard of her either. Wait, I remember now—recently, we’ve been having an exchange program with Violet Academy from the Ella Empire. Some of their students came, so she’s probably one of them,” the Seventh Princess guessed.

“That’s right, she’s from Violet Academy. And her identity is extraordinary—she’s…” An informed student began, but before he could reveal her identity, the Thirteenth Young Master had already run off, so he never learned who that snow-like girl was.

Even if he’d heard, he might not have remembered, or perhaps he wouldn’t have cared—he never expected to meet her again.

In fact, after this exchange, the girl returned to Violet Academy, vowing never to come to the Sky Empire again—especially not its capital, nor the Imperial Academy, and most of all, never to see a certain someone.

She wanted to forget this incident, and to forget that person entirely.

In everyone’s life, there are things we wish to forget—but how many truly succeed?

A few days later, the Imperial Academy hosted a series of fun activities for the visiting students from Violet Academy, both as a welcome and a farewell, since they would soon depart.

The Thirteenth Young Master did not participate—not because he wasn’t qualified. In the preliminary rounds, he had won with results both surprising and expected.

However, given his unpredictability, the academy decided to grant him a few days’ leave, letting him cause mischief elsewhere.

Even so, the preliminary events left plenty to talk about. For a long time after, those who had “competed” against the Thirteenth Young Master provided the academy with a tale that became a lasting joke.

And this was the source of their regret—they had gone to great lengths to get him to participate. With his personality, he would never join such activities willingly. If it were a trade fair, perhaps he would attend, but this was merely talent shows and quizzes.

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