Chapter 3 Skin Hunger? 1
In the student affairs office that seemed like a dream, I stood in front of the boy, at a loss.
"Mr. Yashima, do you still remember your promise to enter Huanghua College?"
Of course I remember.
That was after I received the admission letter from Huanghua College. I was feeling extremely anxious: on the one hand, I believed that the school had made a mistake; on the other hand, I hoped that a miracle would happen and I would actually be admitted.
Then, that day, a counselor who claimed to be sent by Huanghua College stood in front of me.
"Your admission is approved by the special instructions of the college leaders. However, if you cannot reach the average level of students within a year, you may be arranged to transfer to another school. Oshima Ryu, do you understand?"
"very clear!"
At that time, I nodded vigorously.
This is a promise I made.
I wanted to make my dad happy, so I agreed to this one-year challenge. Even though I knew it might be beyond my ability, I still wanted to try my best. That was how I felt at the time.
"Now that you understand, please read this carefully and sign it!" A contract was placed in front of me.
"Well, please tell me..."
"Tell me, if you have any questions, raise them now and I will tell you everything I know." The counselor was a very kind old man with gray hair, who made people feel trust in him unconsciously.
“Why did you admit me when my grades don’t meet the basic requirements?”
If I hadn’t suddenly received the admission letter, I would never have dared to think about studying at a school like Huanghua College.
"I'm not sure about the specific reason, I just know that the higher-ups specifically asked for your admission, so... don't worry too much. After all, you must have some outstanding qualities for the school to admit you. Besides, getting such a rare opportunity can't be a bad thing, right?"
yes……
Because of my mother's matter, I couldn't fit in into the school atmosphere. Even the teachers who took care of me seemed overly cautious, as if they were afraid that they would hurt me accidentally. So over the years, my relationship with everyone became rather distant.
If I could enter Huanghua College, I would definitely be able to get rid of that precarious situation and start a new life!
Although I may not be able to keep up with the curriculum of such an elite school, I really want friends and a relaxed learning environment.
"Um... do you want to terminate the contract early? I seem to have caused a lot of trouble these days..." I lowered my head, closing my legs awkwardly.
"Release early?" The young man with phoenix eyes made a puzzled sound, left the window, and stood in front of me, "Ah! Do you think I asked you to come here to ask you to transfer to another school?"
"no?"
So what does the Student Affairs Office want to talk to me about?
I raised my head and met the other person's phoenix eyes.
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I always feel that his eyes are like stars that reflect purple light, and his eyelashes are long and curly, like a BJD doll, too delicate to be real...
However, shouldn’t the teacher from the Student Affairs Office come to see me?
"Are you...are you a teacher?"
Although he doesn't look like a teacher at all, the aura that emanates from his body is hard to ignore.
Maybe...he really is, but not necessarily?
"Do I look like a teacher?" He clasped his hands together, supporting his chin, and stared at me with sharp eyes, making me feel like I couldn't hide.
After he finished speaking, he stood up straight, crossed his arms over his chest and leaned into the back of his chair: "My name is Hasunuma Shimu, and I'm a third-year student. It's been a while since you enrolled, and there are some things I should let you know now."
"Wha…what is it?"
Senior Hasunuma's fingers, as white as works of art, gently rubbed the rosy lips, as if he was considering how to start talking.
What exactly does he want to say?
"Have you heard of Emperor Fengcheng?"
Those who have won the treatment of a king by having abilities beyond ordinary people, and in order to show the difference between themselves and ordinary students, enter the "Phoenix City" in the college of special education to study in a more special field, these students are the so-called "Phoenix Emperors" of Huanghua College.
Because the female classmates always seemed particularly excited when discussing this topic, even though I was excluded, I still heard some of it.
"Are you talking about... the Crazy Emperor or something?"
The boy opposite me observed my face and raised his beautiful eyebrows: "It seems that you are not completely ignorant."
"Fengcheng is an existence that is hard for ordinary students to imagine." The young man crossed his legs and swayed slowly. "For us in a place like this, the family behind us and the focus of life are all things that you find difficult to understand."
"And I, the Dark Emperor of Phoenix - Lianzuma Zimu, am the one who allowed you to enter this school."
After the beautiful boy finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew behind him, blowing up the curtains and ruffling his black hair...
"Everyone in this world is an independent individual, and this is what almost everyone knows. But the relationship between us in Fengcheng is more than that." Lianzhu paused for a moment, and then continued, "Every emperor has his own special abilities, and even has a family with great influence for thousands of years. Even if they don't have such a family background, their personal abilities will determine that the emperors will be far ahead in their fields in the future."
“Imagine that the best people in politics, economics, design creativity, biochemistry, astronomical research, art and music…will start to establish connections with each other since their student days. They will combine their strengths and create more sparks. The integration of the forces they hold can also form a powerful driving force to promote the development of the world - this is the real reason for the existence of Fengcheng.”
My jaw almost dropped when I heard this, and I had no idea what to say.
In its external publicity, Huanghua College has always emphasized that it is a new type of education college invested by Chinese tycoons. It mainly advocates the development of students' potential, and adopts a university-like approach to teach students in different departments based on their personal abilities.
But regarding Fengcheng, I always thought it was just a verbal name.
I didn’t expect there is such an amazing place.
"Is it... a secret society?" I thought for a long time before I remembered the term I learned from history books. "Just like the Knights Templar and the Brotherhood."
"You react pretty quickly!" Hasunuma narrowed his eyes, and I couldn't help but shrink my shoulders.
"Oh..." My mind was stunned again when I was praised by this young man who had already been deified in my mind.
"Tsk, you look so dumbfounded just when I praise you, okay?" Lianuma glanced at me with a hint of helplessness.
Somehow, this kind of childish rebellion made me relax from my originally nervous mood.
"You called me here, not just to tell me about Fengcheng and the Emperor!" I mustered up the courage to ask. This was a question that had been in my mind since I received the notice. Perhaps the beautiful boy in front of me could answer it.
"That's right, I don't like doing meaningless things." Hasunuma looked at my raised face, with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
"It was me who recruited you into Huanghua College, and it was me who used the power of Fengcheng to influence the admission result." Lian Zhu looked into my eyes, as if he wanted to observe my reaction.
"……Why?"
"Because I made a bet with the old men who invested in it - Yadao, you probably don't know! People who are envied by everyone also have their own problems. They have been positioned in a certain role since childhood. No matter what they do, someone will arrange it for them. As long as they follow the rules, everything will be fine. This kind of thing happens to everyone in Fengcheng to a greater or lesser extent!"
Hasunuma stood up from his seat, his movements as graceful as a purple elf dancing in the dark night. He walked over to my side and unexpectedly pinched my jaw.
I subconsciously wanted to slap his hand away, but I saw the flickering light in the depths of those strange pupils, which seemed to be hypnotic, and I finally couldn't resist his touch.
"Oshima, what kind of career do you dream of having in the future and what kind of person do you want to become?" When senior Hasunuma said this, the expression on his face became a little helpless.
"But we are different. Even if we thought about it, it would be useless. Our after-school courses have already been arranged. Maybe it's international economics or banquet etiquette. Even if we want to be a scientist or an astronaut in the future, it's useless because our future has already been arranged. You can only obey and try your best to do what you should do."
if……
What would I do if someone gave me a limited future regardless of my dreams?
Then you will definitely feel dissatisfied and want to struggle out of this box!
"We also have dreams we want to achieve, but those old guys won't agree to us so easily. So we need to negotiate with them and prove our strength to them. And this time, I am the one representing all the emperors of Fengcheng to negotiate with those 'old foxes'." Lianhuan let me go, took a step back, and looked at me with interest.
"The condition we negotiated with the old men is that if we can get a student who originally could not meet the admission standards of Huanghua College to pass within a year, the old men will give us a chance to develop freely and freely choose our future. And you are just one of the bets - the person who drew you is Oda Hideki."
This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, and it completely sank my heart!
"I... am the bet?"
"Yes!" Hasunuma answered affirmatively, making my last hope disappear.
Suddenly I remembered what Hideki said to Senior Hasumi that day. He said that I was his responsibility. Now that I think about it, it really is a responsibility!
I suddenly felt so pathetic. Was this why I was admitted? Because of a bet?
"Why...tell me?"
My throat was dry and every word he uttered felt like it was cutting my throat.
"If I have to say it, I probably feel a little sorry for you. Your qualifications are the worst among all the candidates!"
