The carriage stopped in front of the academy as both of them stepped out of the carriage.
First, Anon stepped out, and then Eve stepped out.
Anon grabbed Eve's hand and helped her step down from the carriage, just like a princess.
"Oi, look... Eve's new boy toy."
"This one looks kind of handsome."
"Whatever... He'll leave her just like the rest of them did. Money isn't everything, that bitch just doesn't understand that."
"What a fucking whore of a lady."
Every girl present at the academy's gate started commenting on Eve.
"Well, it seems they don't have much respect for you, huh?" Anon asked in a low tone.
"Eh... I don't care about these skanks. I have you, and that's all that matters," Eve said as they both walked into the academy.
Afterward, both of them went to their classes.
As usual, Anon was sleeping in Richard's class, and no one paid attention to him because he was sitting on the last bench, alone.
"Excuse me... Everyone, I have an announcement for all of you. We have a transfer student from another class.
Everyone, meet Evelina. Evelina, meet everyone."
"Hi... I'm Evelina," Eve greeted everyone, but her eyes were searching for something or someone inside the room.
'Where are you, Jule?' Eve wondered as she looked around but couldn't find Jule.
Suddenly, her eyes landed on the last bench, and she finally found who she was looking for.
"So, Eve, you can sit on the first bench near Allen. He's a good kid and-" before Richard could finish his sentence, Eve had already started walking toward the back of the classroom.
"-Or you can sit a bit behind," Richard said with a disappointed expression.
Then he noticed that Eve wasn't stopping near any bench and was heading directly toward the last bench.
"Wait, Eve, you don't want to go sit on that bench..." Richard tried to stop her, but Eve continued walking toward the last seat.
As she was about to reach the last seat, a guy sitting on the corner of the second-to-last seat grabbed her hand and stopped her.
"Where are you going, sweet cake? You should come and sit with me... I'll try my best not to take a piece out of you," he said, tightening his grip on her hand.
"Mr. Oxmaul, please release the young lady's hand," Richard said, looking at the guy.
"Oh, I'm not letting go. What are you going to do about it? My father is a 5-star noble, and you're just a commoner. Don't forget your place.
We gave you permission to sit with us and teach us, not to talk back and give us orders. Do you understand? Continue your session; I'll deal with her. It's a matter between two noble families," Oxmaul said, looking at Richard with a disgusted expression.
"Y-Yes, so the next topic of the class is-" Richard immediately returned to teaching the class as if nothing had happened.
"Oi, leave my hand," Eve said, looking at him with a very deadly expression.
"What if I don't? Will you call your father? Will you break my hand? Oh, I'm so scared.
Listen, girl, I don't look at sluts like you. I just forgot to bring my slave today. Come here and take her place-"
Chop
Before the guy could say anything else, a hand chop came from behind and completely broke his hand.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...." He shouted, releasing Eve's hand and clutching his right hand in pain.
"What happened?" Richard immediately looked at Oxmaul.
"Mr. Oxmaul, are you alright?" Richard asked.
"You, son of a bitch... Do I look alright to you?" Oxmaul asked, his voice growing louder.
"Who the fuck-" Oxmaul turned around to see who had harmed him, but as soon as he turned, he was faced with something terrifying.
Anon was looking at him with the intent to kill.
'How dare you touch the girl that I just added to my collection?' Anon thought in his mind.
"I'm the one who hit you. Any problem with that?" Anon asked, a psychopathic expression on his face, as if he'd stab him for anything.
"You!!! Don't you know my father?" Oxmaul spoke.
"Well, you and your father can suck my balls," Anon answered immediately.
"Hahahaha..."
ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm "Hahaha... He made fun of Oxmaul."
"Hehehe... He made fun of his father too."
"He's dead."
Everyone started talking about it and making jokes about Oxmaul.
"Want me to break another hand, too?" Anon asked, a very serious expression on his face.
"Mr. Jule, you can't talk to him like that," Richard immediately said.
"Why don't you ignore this as well? Just like you did a moment ago, huh? Mr. Teacher?" Anon asked, standing up and looking at Richard.
"Well, I-I, this was-"
"Yeah, yeah, let me tell you why. Because the nobles can do whatever they want, right? But when I broke his hand for touching my woman, you immediately spoke up," Anon said.
"Wow... He's going 1v1 with the teacher."
"Bro gives crispy answers."
"This shit is interesting. How come this never happened until now?"
Students started talking and laughing about this exchange.
"Mr. Jule, you could get suspended for this. Just apologize to Mr. Oxmaul, and maybe he'll forgive you," Mr. Richard suggested.
"Ah, yeah, I should apologize. Well, Mr. Oxmaul, please forgive me," Anon said, making a fist and punching Oxmaul's left shoulder this time and breaking his other hand as well.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" Oxmaul shouted in pain.
"I think he needs one more apology... Let me do it again," Anon said, raising his hand threateningly.
"No, Mr. Jule. Please stop, or he'll become a cripple," Mr. Richard shouted, trying to defuse the situation.
Anon's intense expression softened slightly as he looked at the suffering Oxmaul. He retracted his hand, then turned and walked back to his seat, leaving Oxmaul clutching his broken hands.
The classroom had fallen into a tense silence. Students stared at Anon with a mix of shock and curiosity, not quite sure how to process what had just happened.
"Continue with the lesson, Mr. Richard," Anon said, his voice calm once again, as he sat down.
Richard, still flustered by the unexpected turn of events, resumed the lesson with a slightly shaky voice.
Meanwhile, Eve sat down on the last seat, next to Anon, her expression a mix of awe and confusion. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed.
As the class continued, whispers and glances were exchanged among the students. Anon had managed to seize their attention in a way that no one had ever done before.
[Author: THE DISCORD LINK IN THE SYNOPSIS IS WORKING.]
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