11. I hope my brother will be reborn as a cute girl~
That night, Emilia could only quietly sob while cursing a certain brazen demon, and while alone, she lay on her bed applying medicine to her poor little backside.
To be honest, Emilia had reason to suspect that Evelyn had added some strange magic when she was spanking her, because after applying the medicine, it still hurt all night long.
But in reality, even Evelyn had forgotten that the magic she used to cover her palm not only protected herself but also had an effect of power enhancement MAX…
The next morning, Emilia finally waited until her backside stopped hurting, only to realize that because she had curled up in bed all night, her waist became numb… With no other choice, she could only limp to the hotel front desk to check out, ultimately doing so under the strange gaze of the receptionist.
Looking back now at the receptionist’s hesitant expression when checking out, Emilia was sure that she must have thought something lewd. Just thinking about it made Emilia so angry that she wished she could immediately find that detestable little demon and firmly… spank her!
This was using their own methods against them.
Then, Emilia casually hailed a taxi at the hotel entrance, heading to her parents’ old house in Worry-Free City to drop off her luggage.
The only pity was that since Emilia left rather late, she didn’t get to meet the person who would be her future roommate.
However, judging by the pile of plush toys in the room and the decorations filled with a girlish vibe, the person who would soon be her roommate should be a gentle and lovely girl, right?
“hee hee, maybe I can tease her a little in the future?”
With that thought, Emilia suddenly felt some anticipation for her upcoming campus life.
In reality, as time passed, Emilia was gradually working to free herself from her past shadows. This didn’t mean she wanted to forget the boy with whom she had created countless beautiful memories, but rather that Emilia truly realized that the best way to commemorate and comfort that boy was to lift her head and look forward.
At the same time, Emilia was also looking forward to the day she would reunite with that boy and express the words she had buried deep in her heart, even if by then he might not remember her, even if he might no longer be the person he once was.
If a mortal were in her place, such hopes would likely be nothing but wishful thinking. But Emilia was different; she was an angel. With just a slight use of Heaven’s power, she could easily find the boy’s rebirth.
To this end, she had specially asked the highest authority in Heaven, the Angel Lord Mikayla, to keep an eye on the boy’s situation. If he was found to have already been reborn, she would be notified immediately, and no matter where he was, Emilia would rush to his side without hesitation.
Mikayla agreed to her request, but for some reason, Emilia always felt that there was a deeper meaning in Mikayla’s smile at that moment.
But speaking of the boy’s rebirth, Emilia particularly wished he could be reborn as a cute girl! To be honest, she preferred sweet, soft little girls who would fall over with a gentle push over boys.
Returning to the main topic, after Emilia dumped her luggage into the living room, she hurried off to report to school, and now here we are.
Emilia’s gaze was blank as she looked at a certain black-haired girl sitting by the window in the last row of the classroom. Although the girl had changed her eye color and hair color, her pure and adorable face hadn’t changed at all, and Emilia recognized her at a glance.
She was the detestable demon who had humiliated her the night before!
She hadn’t even hidden the pair of little demon wings on her head!
Speaking of which, what was a demon doing in school?
Surely she wasn’t really here to study!?
Our dear Devil Miss was feeling unprecedentedly overwhelmed, thinking it really was a narrow road for enemies; how could a perfectly good angel run off to be a transfer student!?
Don’t the angelic race always pride themselves on being the superior beings, looking down upon humans?
Among the classmates present, there were indeed some sharp-minded individuals who quickly noticed the strange expressions on both Evelyn and Emilia’s faces; they were blankly staring at each other as if they had seen something that absolutely should not exist.
“What’s going on? Do the new student and Evelyn know each other?”
“Maybe! Both are mixed-race returnees from abroad; they might have known each other there! And look at their expressions… tsk tsk, there’s definitely a story!”
“I think it might be an accident.”
“Wow! Amazing!”
The classmates below were engaged in a heated discussion, while their beloved homeroom teacher—Miss Jiang Mengyun—naturally noticed the odd behavior of the two. However, Miss Jiang’s thoughts were much purer than the students’; she felt that the two were likely friends, and since there happened to be an empty seat next to Evelyn, she clapped her hands cheerfully and said:
“Emilia, why don’t you sit next to Evelyn? The cute girl you’re looking at right now—surely you two know each other, right?”
Hearing Miss Jiang’s pleasant voice, Emilia immediately pulled back her gaze and with a hint of a wicked smile on her lips, sweetly and cheerfully said, “Evelyn, right? Sure~”
Saying that, she picked up her backpack and headed straight toward Evelyn’s direction.
Evelyn: Don’t come over!
“No, Miss Jiang, I have no grudges against you; why must you harm me!?”
At that moment, Evelyn felt her head spinning. She could only feign nonchalance while silently praying that Emilia wouldn’t recognize her.
Of course, she knew that was impossible unless Emilia was blind.
“Hello, Evelyn~ Do you remember me? From today onwards, we are desk mates! We must get along well, okay~”
Emilia placed her backpack beside her, sat down in the long-empty chair next to Evelyn, and smiled sweetly as she spoke.
Uh oh, this angel must have recognized me!
Evelyn seemed calm on the surface, but her heart was racing. But she knew very well that as long as she didn’t admit it, even if Emilia hated her passionately, it would be impossible for Emilia to directly fall out with her!
Thus, the next course of action was clear—she would absolutely not admit it!
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