paranoianovel Chapter 292: A Forgotten Council
Chapter 292: A Forgotten Council
Chapter 292: A Forgotten Council
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Two girls sat next to each other, whispering between themselves.
"No one ever mentions us, you know?"
One of the two had dark blue hair and gray eyes, while the other had brown hair and eyes.
"What do you mean? You're like the most popular girl in the academy."
"That's not what I was talking about..."
The girl paused for a moment and then pointed at the stands next to them.
"Look! Everyone's going to our neighbors... We didn't even get a single applicant yet!"
A sigh resounded as the second girl put her right leg over the other.
"Screaming wouldn't help."
"But-"
"No buts Olivia ALEXANDER, I told you that it'd be hard, but you persisted." "Whaaat? Stop being so mean... And don't bring my dad into this."
She, who opposed Sofia's older sister, tilted her head.
"Mean? Me? I'm the nicest one you know."
"Yes, Ms. Devil's Sister."
"Oh c'mon! It's not my fault he's so scary!"
Olivia giggled, then stood up and adjusted the UEF's insignia on the uniform that adorned her slender frame.
"It isn't, so how about we make a deal?"
Lily, her best friend, stood next to her and asked:
"Which is?"
"No talking about relatives."
"Agr..."
Just as she was about to accept, her words dissipated into the air as she noticed a certain someone walking down the not-so-empty Empty Marble.
It was her brother, Emir.
"Hide!"
"Why-"
Lily didn't allow her to talk back as she pulled her down under the table.
"If he sees me he'll definitely come by and everyone will crowd our booth 'cause of him. Do you want that?"
"No... It would ruin the purpose of not advertising ourselves."
"Right, so hide."
It was obvious to most that the two girls could've had half of the Academy at their doorstep if they wished, but since they wanted students who actually cared about the student council, they couldn't use themselves and their subsequent popularity as a lure.
On second thought, only Olivia cared about hiding their lure, for Lily couldn't give less of a shit. She only wanted to get it over with.
"Hey, hey..."
"What?"
"Check out what your brother's friend is doing."
Lily peeked over the table and saw Ragnar spazzing out on the ground, looking like a fish out of water.
"What's wrong with that?"
She was confused about what Olivia wanted to point out.
"The hell? Do you not see that professor?"
"I do, but it's nothing unusual; Emir plays around with people sometimes."
"...He's weird."
"Keep it at that."
Olivia stood up, ignoring Lily's warning, and proceeded to walk over to Emir.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Professors ought to be better than that!"
Lily chased after her, barely managing to stop herself from face-palming.
***
"Not so fast professors!"
'Hm?'
Emir paused his steps as a girl blocked their path, her right hand pointing at them.
[She's rude~.]
Lyra commented, prompting Emir to slow his time.
[Oh, you were watching?]
[I was, but disturbing you wasn't something that I wanted to do.]
[You wouldn't; anyways, who's she?]
[Olivia.]
[Ah, then that over there is Lily.]
Emir's eyes landed behind Alexander's daughter, staring at the girl who was covering her face.
[Correct.]
[Well... I guess my existence forwarded the first minor disaster.]
[It seems so, Olivia wasn't supposed to enter the student council until next week.]
"That they are... Ragnar, Mag, can you get out?"
"We're friends? And whatever you say!"
"I'm outta here!" They didn't offer an ounce of retaliation and left the tent at lightning speed, not wanting to
experience his wrath.
Emir and Lily looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they burst out laughing,
seemingly forgetting that Olivia was still struggling for her life.
Which she wasn't.
They both knew that.
It was only Olivia who thought her act was award-worthy.
Just as their laughter died down, he stepped closer to her with a shaking head.
"There's no need for that kid; c'mon stand up."
He gave her his hand, and she, who was confused for a moment, picked up on what he meant
and played along, pulling herself up.
"Lily tell you?" "No... I just know a lot."
"That's kind of creepy." "Creepy? Me? I'm a very kind person..."
He chuckled and smiled, his face leaning closer to hers.
"But only if you're kind to me as well."
"Yeah, creepy is an understatement. Your... presence? Right, presence, it freaks me out."
Lily joined her brother's side and pinched Olivia's cheeks.
"What did I tell you? Ha?"
"Okeh! Okeh! I get it!"
"No fighting kids."
"We're both older than you!"
Emir chuckled and then brought his hands under Lily's armpits, picking her up.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, don't throw me out! I know that you're up to something! I want to
listen!!"
Her screams entered his left ear and exited his right, not registering in his mind at all.
"Stand outside; I'll call you in when I need you."
Lily, who flailed her arms and legs around, immediately stopped when her brother carried her
out of the tent, not wanting such a sight to be seen by the public.
She quickly assumed a normal posture, acting like nothing happened as Emir reentered the
tent.
"She can just come back in, you know?"
"I do, but she listens to me."
Olivia's face turned slightly sour.
"That's nice..."
"It is."
But Emir showed no care for that and proceeded to ask a question with a face that he hadn't
shown her before now:
"Does Lily tell you about the comics she reads?"
A face of absolute calm, almost blank.
"...What?"
"You deaf? The comics that Lily reads. What are they? She doesn't want to tell me when I ask
her."
She expected an important question-one that might even shatter her worldview-but his entire demeanor shift was for a goddamn Nettoon!
Olivia officially surrendered on cooking up any type of plan and simply answered: "It's an old romance one called 'HQQky.' Human-made, a classic from a time before the old
world, and she only recently finished reading it."
Emir nodded at her and closed his eyes.
'Let's see here...'
He accessed his terminal using his neural network, and it displayed the comic that Olivia
mentioned.
It took him a second or two to check out and browse the reviews.
Eventually, he settled on one that got a lot of replies under it.
{This is just some more beta male faggot garbage. The kid MC we've got looks like your
typical bowel cut glasses wearing weak ass little dork bitch beta male virgin lifer. And that
retarded bitch is his fake wack off time fantasy.}
'Uhhh, what?'
Emir understood nothing of that paragraph, but he still read on, his eyes moving on to the
replies.
{What the fuck kind of language are you using, you damn alien?! Translate yourself!} That one got a chuckle out of him, but he still didn't see a proper review, so he continued.
{Ain't the point of series like these supposed to be about the cute girl? Why are you hyperfixated on the MAN so much? Are you a MAN ASS lover?? Big old lover of MAN ASS eh? Big cock and ball liker yeah?}
'Okay... This is getting out of hand, just what the fuck is wrong with people?!'