71: Chapter 67 First Time (Requesting First Subscription) 71: Chapter 67 First Time (Requesting First Subscription) In the pitch-black depths of the classroom,
The sole region illuminated by a flashlight,
Shines on the class president and vice-president of Senior Class 5, who also happens to be Luo Di’s first friend since childhood.
The Investigator Battle Dress worn by the class president seems to fit even more snugly than before.
Her right hand is holding the “spoils of war” she’s just acquired, a smile identical to her usual one displayed on her face as she boasts to the person before her, even gently prodding it with her finger.
“Look, Little Gao has been liberated, no longer needing to memorize those lengthy texts daily, no longer needing to worry about Admissions, no longer needing to consider trivial matters associated with the Corner.
See how happily he is smiling.”
The sharp nails slice Little Gao’s mouth corners, creating a so-called smiling visage, even helping to adjust his glasses.
The sound of a blade cutting through the air resonates,
The one-armed Luo Di suddenly swings a slash towards the class president’s head-holding arm,
Both the speed and strength are at their maximum, indistinguishable from his previous state in the athletic field battle.
Yet the slash misses its target,
The class president is no longer there, only the beheaded body lying on the ground is present, its physique significantly strengthened after a year of push-up exercises.
Relaxed and cheerful applause emanates from the direction of the podium, and Luo Di swiftly shifts his flashlight towards it,
The class president has already stepped onto the podium, as if leading the students in reading the textbooks as usual.
What’s different from usual is that Little Gao’s smiling head is placed on the lectern, and behind the blackboard hangs the splayed-out corpse of a Pseudo-Person.
“Luo, it’s time for a temporary evening self-study, you should hurry back to your seat.
Just because you ranked first in gym class for the whole school doesn’t mean you have privileges.
If you break the rules, I, as the class president, will have to punish you accordingly.”
Luo Di just stands at the back, unmoved, staring at the class president on the stage.
“It seems you intend to just stand in the back on a timeout?
That’s okay, after all, we don’t have much time left, let’s get straight to the point.
As the class president, I need to know something.
Where is your arm, Luo?
I’ve spent a lot of effort over the entire Senior year to cultivate you, it’s harvest time, and we can’t have any shortfalls.
Tell me quickly~ Be a good boy.”
Seeing that Luo Di remains unmoved, the class president doesn’t get angry but patiently persuades:
“If you don’t want to speak, things will become very messy.
Even if someone else ate your arm, it’s okay, just tell me who did.
Otherwise, by the time I kill you and search the entire school for the arm, it would waste a lot of time and carry substantial risks.
Can you tell me for the sake of our special relationship?
It’s crucial for my ultimate ‘promotion’…
If you still refuse to speak, how about we make a deal?
I’ll tell you about my experiences, including the formation process of Thought Corner and its subsequent evolution, and why I need ‘the complete you’.
Then you can tell me, where is your arm, how about it?
If you agree, just give me a sign.”
This time Luo Di doesn’t stand still anymore, but pulls out a chair from the desk in front of him and sits down.
“Eh~ Why are you sitting in someone else’s seat?” The class president looks disgusted, but can only spread her hands and start the following important explanation.
“Since you’ve agreed, let’s start the lesson.
Where to begin the lecture?
Since it’s our last exchange, better to make it complete and in-depth, don’t you think?
My family is considered one of those wealthy households the students talk about.
My dad is a high-level executive in a company; he loves to create ‘plans’, whether for the business or for the family.
When I was still in my mother’s belly, my father had already prepared a detailed life plan for me.
Including what to do at each age, what books to read, what kind of people to meet, what clothes to wear, what food to eat. Follow current novels on NoveI(F)ire.net
Even my bedroom had a Camera installed ~ and it’s still there even now.
My mother couldn’t stand this domination and chose to divorce when I was about two years old, but unfortunately, for various reasons, she couldn’t get custody of me.
At first, I was fine.
After all, human babies have strong adaptability, and before I developed independent thinking, I always obediently followed these so-called ‘plans’.
Until my activities were no longer confined to the family, I started going out to school, increasingly touching the outside world, and began gradually forming independent thoughts in my brain regions.
I think it was around the age of 13.”
The class president picks up a piece of chalk and writes out the huge and conspicuous number [13] on the side of the blackboard not obscured by the corpse.
“It was my first year of junior high, and I just got first place in the final exams for the whole grade.
When I took my report card home,
I received my father’s routine praise,
After enjoying the meticulously prepared vegetarian dinner,
Getting the leave permission for meeting the grade requirement,
I returned to the dormitory,
While talking to Anna on the phone, discussing where to go shopping tomorrow,
I was also taking off my school uniform while considering what outfit to wear for tomorrow,
My eyes landed on the surface of the wardrobe,
On the “mirror” inlaid on the wardrobe’s surface,
Looking at this pubescent and obviously developing body, for some reason, I felt a strong sense of disgust, the entire gastrointestinal tract stimulated by this emotion.
I hurriedly hung up the phone and vomited out the dinner along with the stomach acid I had just eaten.
This time, I didn’t inform my father or the nanny.
I did my best to block the camera with the curtains, waiting until the vomiting was over,
I continued to stand in front of the mirror, suppressing the nausea and taking another look at this body,
This body belonging to me, this youthful flesh born from a perfect diet, nutritional supplements, excellent genes, reasonable exercise, and effective sleep.
My fingers gently touched the surface of my skin, which I had definitely touched before while bathing, but this time the sensation was unfamiliar, and there was an extreme physiological repulsion.”
When the class monitor got to this part, she became incredibly agitated,
Her trembling voice made her speech shake,
And she started touching her own body on the podium, although through the tight-fitting clothes, she displayed a sensation akin to direct contact with the skin.
“I felt every inch of skin, every hair, every organ in my body was tailor-made to my father’s specifications.
Every behavior, every smile, every gesture, even the most ordinary ‘smile’, was all sculpted under the joint supervision of the etiquette teacher and my father.
The girl reflected in the mirror became extremely stranger to me, I could not even remember her name anymore, and a smell began to seep into the whole bedroom – a stench of rot and mold.
I searched for a long time but couldn’t find its source until finally, I realized that it was my corpse, buried beneath the skin.
When I raised my head again to look at the reflection in the mirror, a profound sense of fear surged violently from the depths of my brain.
This was the first time in my life, under the protection of a perfect family, that I had experienced such emotion, panic-stricken and at a loss, terrified to no end.”
The class monitor on the podium wrapped her arms tightly, her eyes flickering with ultimate fear.
I ran to the bed, wrapped myself up in the bedding, trying to escape this emotion, but inadvertently brought darkness.
Wrapped in the pitch-black bedding, for the first time, I heard ‘voices’, those that seemed to seep out from between thoughts, from the depths of the Corner.
It told me a lot, about things that father, friends, teachers, classmates would never talk to me about; it soothed my panic and pointed me towards a road truly my own.
To successfully walk this road, I needed to keep up the disguise as the good girl.
I don’t mind, after all, since I was born, I’ve always been receiving training related to ‘disguise’, it’s what I’m best at, it’s in my nature, no one can outdo me.
Even if the investigator were right in front of me, even if various instruments scanned over my body, every time I looked at the normal test reports, I would feel incredibly pleased.
Now, this moment has finally come.
I can finally step on this road that belongs to me, I will completely shed the shackles of reality, and rush toward the absolute freedom I seek deep inside my heart.”
The class monitor’s emotions peaked at this moment,
Her fingers lightly pinched the zipper on her outfit, sliding it down evenly and slowly,
As the zipper gradually opened, Luo Di, sitting in the last row, also showed a slightly unpleasant expression,
What the zipper revealed was not only the clothing but also the peeling away of the class monitor’s skin along with it,
As the zipper separated at the bottom,
Arms spread to the sides,
Her clothing and skin fully peeled outward,
Like an evening gown,
Like a broken chrysalis,
The flashlight’s light shone like a spotlight on the present class monitor,
It wasn’t a bloody body, but a new body covered in a blood-colored translucent skin, through which one could even glimpse the beating heart.
The class monitor stood on stage, fully displaying her true self,
As the emotions were completely released,
The class monitor’s eyes met with Luo Di sitting in the last row again, her lips moistened with blood trembled slightly, emitting a slightly shy girlish voice:
“My first display has already been given to you, Luo Di.”