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135. The Stalkers
When Vincent came back after meeting the president, he wasn't as vibrant as he was when he left. In fact, he looked grim. As someone who'd spent the whole day trailing him, Mark caught the change in Vincent's mood just by looking at him through the corner of his eye. Vincent sat on a nearby chair, chin resting on his palm, looking deep in thought. He glanced at Mark, then back down at his hands. He clenched his fists, closing his eyes for a second with his jaw tightening. "I can't do it," he shook his head silently, staring at Mark again. Right in the middle of his internal battle, Izumi and her gang suddenly approached him. “…So it’s you,” Izumi said, her voice dropping into a cold, accusing tone. "The guy stalking Mark? I thought since you’re the vice president, you weren't that kind of person, but you’ve clearly been staring at him too much!!" Vincent frowned. "And how did you see
134. The guard
The Next Morning… Waking up to his usual routine, Vincent made his way to the academy. However, there was something noticeably different about him today. For once, he wasn’t putting on a smile for the sake of others or maintaining that polished, picture-perfect persona everyone expected from him. He was genuinely happy. There was even a subtle excitement in the way he walked, as though he had finally found something worth looking forward to at school. Arriving at the academy gates, he was once again greeted by a familiar sight. A crowd of girls had already gathered around Mark’s car the moment it pulled in, surrounding it before he could even properly park. “Mark!! Good morning!!” “Over here, look at me!!” “I did my hair today, Mark! Do you like it?!” “Mark, I skipped breakfast so we could eat together!” “Can I sit with you
133. Kind Soul
"Ma'am, there’s a weirdo out here," the young vendor called out. A big looking woman emerged from the back of the stall, arms crossed over her apron, looking like she could bench-press a delivery truck. “What’s the problem?”“This guy just walked up and started... aggressive whispering ‘spicy’ at me,” the girl said, pointing a trembling finger at Vincent’s hooded figure.The owner looked Vincent up and down, taking in the dirt-streaked cloak and his intense, manic stare. “…Are you drunk, son?”“I am NOT drunk!” Vincent snapped, his ego bruised. “I’m using a technique!”“…A technique?”“Yes! A highly effective, psychologically advanced—”“Get out.”“…What?”“I said get out before I call security and have them hose you down,” the woman growled.Vincent stumbled back, horrified. His "Spicy Strategy" had failed. 'This isn’t how it went for Mark!' he fumed. 'That guy has to be using
132. Techniques
*A Few Moments Earlier...**While Matt Snatcher was making his move on Mark, Vincent was on a mission of his own. He was hunting for Zenti. In his mind, the math was simple: if he secured the backing of Zenti—the most notorious playboy in Astras—the student body would flock to the cosplay contest by the hundreds.He finally spotted his target. Zenti was lounging at a lunch table, flanked by two girls who looked like they’d stepped out of a high-end catalog. One was delicately feeding him french fries while the other wiped his lips like he was royalty."Um... excuse me..." Vincent ventured.The group looked up. One of the girls let out a sharp gasp. "Wait, you’re Vivie, right? The model? I saw your spread in last week’s youth magazine!"Vincent flashed his signature warm, professional smile. "Oh... yeah, that’s me." Then, his expression shifted to one of grave importance as he looked at Zenti. "May I have a word with you? Privately?"<
131. Bikini Contest
Lunch Time…Sitting in his chair, Mark smiled triumphantly to himself, completely lost in thought.'Man… this Charm skill is insane. All those girls who used to bully me are basically fangirls now!'He lifted his head and glanced at a nearby table. Izumi and the others were already looking his way. The moment their eyes met, they blushed, wiggling their fingers at him in exaggeratedly cute waves.Mark shook his head, his grin stretching wider.'Look at them… acting all sweet like they weren’t trying to force-feed me spicy food two days ago. Hah… my bully era is officially over! From now on, it’s nothing but peaceful college life—'BANG!“MARK!!! I WANT YOU TO WEAR A BIKINI!!!”A hand slammed onto his desk so hard his drink tipped over, spilling everywhere.Mark slowly looked up.Standing there was a guy—short. Very short. Barely Hiraku’s height… actually, scratch that, slightly shorter. Re
130. Student Council meeting
4:30 AM.The alarm buzzed softly atop the bedside lamp stand. Vincent’s eyes snapped open. With practiced precision, he switched it off, rose from the sheets, and made the bed until not a single wrinkle remained. Slipping into his house shoes, he padded to the kitchen. He began his ritual: measuring flour into a bowl, mixing the yeast, and working the dough with steady hands.While the dough rose, the kitchen was a sanctuary of silence. Vincent sat at the small table, a book in hand, lost in study. Thirty minutes later, he was back at the counter, kneading the dough again and shaping it into soft, uniform buns. He set them on a tray and slid them into the preheated oven.While they baked, he retreated to the bathroom for his full grooming routine. By the time he emerged—skin glowing and teeth brushed—the scent of fresh bread filled the house. They were baked to perfection. He served himself a modest portion and brewed a cup of coff
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