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The gold, rimless glasses perched on his perpetually expressionless face.

His neatly combed 7:3 parted hair glistening with who knows how much hair gel and pomade, exuding an air of elite professionalism.

On his arm, the red armband with the word “Discipline” clearly marked him as a noble member of the student council.

Standing in the doorway of the boys’ restroom, arms crossed, he struck a pose that I half-expected a Stand to manifest behind him any second.

“Oh my~ Good afternoon, Yan Liuzhuan~”

Rinka, who was in the same class as him, greeted him first, his tone playfully exaggerated.

But me?

My head was already starting to ache.

I was still holding my thick-rimmed glasses in my hand, having not yet put them back on.

That meant I had just been seen in my true undisguised form by not one, but two people today.

I had really let my guard down.

Granted, not many people came to the fifth-floor restroom, but given that the student council office was right next door, it was only natural that a student council member might show up here.

I had to admit, for someone as cold and supposedly austere as Yan Liuzhuan, he handled this better than expected.

He didn’t look even the slightest bit surprised by my dazzlingly radiant face, maintaining the same expression he always had—one that made it seem like the whole world owed him money.

Was this guy some kind of modern-day Liu Xiahui¹?

“Wow~ Yan Liuzhuan looks like he just got hit with a brain freeze~”

Rinka waved a hand in front of his face, but the guy was completely frozen in place like a wax statue, not even blinking.

That’s when I realized—he wasn’t unaffected by my face.

He was so affected that he had completely crashed.

Oh, I knew this situation all too well.

This was the same reaction my dad had when a woman got too close to him.

I hurriedly shoved my glasses back on, letting my bangs fall forward to cover most of my face.

I never expected the face I inherited from my mother to be this powerful—enough to short-circuit even a so-called “abstinence fanatic.”

“I’m leaving this one to you. Just—just don’t tell him who I am… I, uh, I gotta go…”

I figured that since we weren’t close, he probably wouldn’t be able to connect my real face with “Chang Kai.”

Taking advantage of his still-frozen state, I bolted from the restroom like my life depended on it, leaving Rinka to deal with the mess.

“Ehh? Kai-chan~ I can’t handle this one on my own!”

Sorry, Rinka.

Whether or not I’ll consider turning you into a real “girlfriend” is a problem for another day.

Right now, I just want to get as far away as possible from these people with weird character setups…

“You’re so damn slow!”

Up on the staircase leading to the rooftop, Zhao Zhao was already waiting for me, sitting on the steps with a yakisoba bread in one hand and a carton of coffee milk in the other, chewing as he grumbled.

Coffee milk, huh? What’s the difference between coffee-flavored milk and milk coffee?

“Sorry, I got held up by something.”

“Here, ham and fried egg sandwich.”

As soon as I sat down, Zhao Zhao put his drink down, rummaged through the white plastic bag beside him, and pulled out a sandwich, handing it to me.

Soft toasted bread, thick slices of ham, a runny fried egg—just looking at it was enough to make me hungry.

But the yakisoba bread he was holding looked even better.

Stir-fried noodles soaked in savory soy sauce, topped with thinly sliced meat and a drizzle of sweet, rich mayonnaise—a golden combination impossible to resist.

“Actually, I was kinda craving yakisoba bread…”

“Oh? You want the one I already started on?”

He held out the half-eaten bread toward my mouth.

I instinctively recoiled.

“Like hell I’d eat something a damn gorilla already took a bite out of!”

“Wow? That much of a turn-off, huh? What if it were Zhao Lei offering it to you?”

Zhao Lei, huh?

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting my imagination take over.

In my mind, I pictured her gently offering me a piece of bread she had already taken a bite from.

Her fresh, carefree smile carried the scent of spring grass, like a soft breeze brushing past.

The streaks of rebellious red in her hair contrasted sharply with the almost demure gesture of feeding me, creating a striking juxtaposition.

If only she looked a little more bashful in that moment… it would’ve been perfect.

Then I opened my eyes and saw Zhao Zhao—a sweaty, grinning gorilla. Tch.

He’s been dropping hints about the Notebook all day.

Guess he still hasn’t given up on the idea of turning into a girl…

Not that I blame him.

What teenage boy wouldn’t be at least a little curious?

If I weren’t worried about the consequences, I’d have grabbed the school roster and started the “Boys School Salvation Project” by now.

Honestly, I wouldn’t mind turning Zhao Zhao into Zhao Lei.

After all, he did promise me some… perks.

Too bad I didn’t have the notebook with me.

No feeding-each-other-like-an-anime-romcom scene for me today.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I didn’t bring the notebook with me. It’s in my bag.”

Zhao Zhao looked even more frustrated than I was.

“Dude, what if you lose it or someone steals it? What about my master plan to infiltrate the girls’ school?”

“That thing is literally A4 sized. Where am I supposed to carry it? Besides, it literally looks like a Death Note. People would think I’m some kind of edgelord.”

Zhao Zhao’s infiltration scheme was not something I wanted any part of.

I couldn’t transform, I wouldn’t crossdress, and if we got caught, we’d be totally screwed.

“Ugh! You just don’t appreciate the value of that divine artifact! Maybe I should just—”

“Nope. That thing is binded to me. I’m the only one who can use it.”

“What?! That’s nonsense!”

We didn’t have much time left after our little detour, so I scarfed down my sandwich, and we headed downstairs together.

Just as we stepped into the hall, we ran into Yan Liuzhuan and Tan Rinka coming out of the student council office.

The discipline committee chairman looked like he had just witnessed something world-shattering.

His gaze was empty, his pupils unfocused, as if his soul had been yanked right out of his body.

He walked right past me without even glancing in my direction, mumbling to himself in a daze:

“My Aphrodite… where are you…”

…Holy s̲h̲i̲t̲.

I’ve had plenty of people see my real face before, but no one has ever reacted like that.

This was downright creepy.

Just imagining this guy obsessing over me day and night sent shivers down my spine.

All right, at least “Miss School Beauty” hadn’t spilled the truth.

I shot Rinka a grateful look.

Zhao Zhao, with a sudden look of realization on his face, watched me and Yan Liuzhuan with great interest.

For someone not exactly known for his intelligence, he sure was sharp about this kind of thing…

Was this the legendary “Primate Sense” of Gorilla-Man?

After school, as planned, Zhao Zhao and I headed to the girls’ school gate to meet up with Tangerine and Haitang.

But when we arrived, neither of them were there.

Tangerine was supposed to be picking up Haitang here. What was taking so long?

And so, we stood off to the side, trying not to attract attention.

Why?

Because the school’s security guards were glaring daggers at us—especially at Zhao Zhao.

This gorilla was notorious for his repeated attempts to breach their defenses.

And now, they were on high alert, watching us like hawks.

Zhao Zhao broke into a nervous sweat.

“Tch. I’m not even trying to sneak in today. What’s with this level of security?”

Dude. Why haven’t you been expelled yet?

“Yo~ Commander~ Gorilla~ Kept you waiting, huh?”

“Who the hell are you calling a gorilla?!”

Since we were too afraid to look directly at the front gate with all the security guards glaring at us, we ended up standing against the wall in silent repentance.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Haitang’s voice finally rang out behind us.

“Tangerine got here pretty early, so I took her inside for a little tour~ And I got her a school uniform while I was at it~”

Biyang Girls Academy’s summer uniform consisted of a short-sleeved white blouse with a neatly tied black ribbon, paired with a khaki plaid pleated skirt—an unmistakably classic British schoolgirl look.

The length of the skirt was usually adjusted to fit personal preference and leg length.

Haitang, of course, had hers shortened, showing off her long legs clad in layered stockings.

But she wasn’t the only one in uniform today.

“Onii-chan~ Do I look good in this~?”

Standing right behind her, Tangerine was also wearing the same outfit.

Unlike Haitang, who had somehow min-maxed her stats to become a tank with insane agility, Tangerine’s proportions were perfectly balanced—ideal height, ideal bust, ideal legs—basically, the textbook definition of a bishoujo.

The only difference was that her skirt was much longer, about the length of a MIDI skirt—probably to hide her cat tail.

“You look great! And you would definitely look good in anything too!”

God, I wanted to hug her so badly. This girl was practically born to be a cuddle pillow!

“Hey, Gorilla, why don’t you bring your cousin along too? I kinda like that girl.”

Haitang suddenly turned the conversation on Zhao Zhao, catching him so off guard that his rushed explanation was full of holes.

“M-my cousin… she, uh… she already went home. Our families don’t really interact that much…”

“Aw, that’s a shame. Next time she’s around, bring her along to hang out, okay?”

“Y-yeah, sure. No problem.”

Luckily, Xiaohaitang didn’t press the issue further.

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly changed the subject.

“Well, now that we’re all here, let’s head to Old Feng’s and grab a meal.”

“Eh, no rush. It’s not like Old Feng’s place is ever packed. No matter when we go, there’ll always be open seats.”

Zhao Zhao’s blunt remark could’ve sounded a bit harsh, but there was no malice behind it.

Old Feng’s food stall wasn’t exactly thriving—not because of bad ingredients or poor cooking skills.

On the contrary, his culinary skills were easily on par with top-tier hotel chefs.

But running a successful business isn’t just about skill.

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Some extra translation notes on introduction of new characters~

Biyang Girls Academy
Has girls middle school, girls high school and boys high school department.
Boys high school is a recent addition and uses the girls high school old campus.
Principal of the combined entity is named Huangfu Yuehua 皇甫月华

Biyang Girls Academy Affiliated Boys High School

Tan Rinka 谭凛花
Our MC Kai’s failed love interest.
A crossdressing boy in the boys campus.

Yan Liuzhuan 严流转
Disciplinary Committee Head (part of the Student Council)
A stern person that upholds regulations well.
　