After posting the declaration, Rong Shi turned off the forum and went to take a shower.

The two had pulled an all-nighter to answer the questions for their marriage registration, and by the time they succeeded, the sun was already bright outside. They were definitely skipping their morning classes.

While waiting for Song Yu to finish his shower, Rong Shi leaned back against the bed and opened the academic affairs system to register a leave of absence for himself and his little Yu.

However, after he clicked confirm, a notification window popped up.

[Reason for leave must be 20 characters or more.]

The word “marriage” was only two characters. How was he supposed to stretch that to twenty?

Rong Shi’s fingers hovered over the virtual keyboard for a long time. He wracked his brain, but the reason for leave section still only contained the two words: “Marriage.”

The bathroom door opened, and Song Yu walked out, wrapped in a white bathrobe and drying his hair.

“Still not sleeping?”

“Thinking of a reason for our leave.” Rong Shi shifted to the side and patted the spot in front of him, motioning for Song Yu to sit so he could help him dry his hair.

Thanks to the constant connection between 01 and 00, their terminals were permanently linked, and neither had ever revoked the other’s access.

Song Yu casually handed him the towel, summoned the virtual screen to take a look, and chuckled as his long fingers danced across the virtual keyboard. “Isn’t this simple?”

Rong Shi looked over, and his expression froze.

[Just married my dearest darling. Physically drained and can’t get out of bed. Requesting one day of leave.]

Rong Shi decided not to comment on the “dearest darling” part, but—

“Physically drained?” He wrapped an arm around Song Yu’s narrow waist, his voice chilling. “Can’t get out of bed?”

After clicking confirm, Song Yu entered his own name on a new page, leaned over to peck Rong Shi on the lips, and continued to compose his reason for leave. “Shouldn’t we consummate our marriage after registering?”

Rong Shi watched as his fingers flew, typing out a line of text.

[Just married my dearest darling. Darling is physically drained, need to take care of him. Requesting one day of leave.]

Rong Shi: “…”

He felt sorry for whichever administrator had to approve their leave requests.

“Alright.” Song Yu clicked confirm with a cheerful heart. “No one will disturb us while we sleep all day today.”

Rong Shi: “Is everything alright on His Majesty’s side?”

Song Yu pushed the virtual screen away and turned to wrap his arms around Rong Shi’s waist, sitting face-to-face with him.

“I’ve given him all the intel I have. Qian Li and Qin Chi are there too. If he can’t handle it even with all that, then he really can be laid off.”

Rong Shi nodded. “Very good.”

Before Song Yu could understand what he meant, he was pushed down onto the quilt.

Rong Shi’s eyes were serious, filled with a predator’s aggression that made Song Yu’s heart race. A rabbit like this was certainly charming, but this current position was very dangerous.

Song Yu stroked the hair on the nape of his neck and smiled calmly. “What is my dear gege doing?”

The white bathrobe had fallen open, revealing long, straight, pale legs with sleek muscles that hid an explosive power. Most importantly, they felt incredible to the touch.

Rong Shi pressed down on his knee to open the cat’s legs and nibbled on a cat ear. “What else can I do besides you?”

The deep voice vibrated, making his ear itch.

Song Yu’s hand on the back of his neck tightened slightly. He turned his head and chased after him for a kiss.

“The old block of wood has learned to make dirty jokes. How rare,” Song Yu chuckled softly.

“You don’t like it?” Rong Shi kissed his way down from his jaw to his collarbone, finally stopping at his gland and idly grinding his teeth against it.

Song Yu shivered. “I like it. If you know how, why not say a few more things?”

He loved it when he was direct and flirtatious.

Rong Shi gave the cat’s butt a light pat. “I’ve always been one for action, not words.”

Song Yu laughed with abandon. “Oh? And how do you act?”

Rong Shi: “You don’t know how?”

With a burst of strength, Song Yu flipped them over so he was on top of Rong Shi. He looked down at him and smiled. “I only know how to be on top.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Song Yu leaned down, tracing Rong Shi’s abs. “Today, big brother is going to make this old block of wood blossom.”

Rong Shi: “You seem to know a lot?”

Song Yu chuckled, deliberately teasing him. “The ten years I’ve lived longer than you weren’t for nothing.”

Rong Shi: “So you have a lot of experience?”

Song Yu raised an eyebrow provocatively. “Whatever kind of experience you want, I can satisfy you.”

Rong Shi nodded slowly, then poked a certain spot with his finger. “Then you can take care of this yourself. I’ll be needing it in a bit.”

Song Yu: “…”

Half an hour later, the two, who had only gotten halfway, were exhausted and fast asleep.

---

It happened to be Qian Fan’s turn to do a spot check of the academic affairs system during his patrol. In the pop-up notifications, he immediately saw the leave requests from Rong Shi and Song Yu.

The two had been running around nonstop recently. The war didn’t distinguish between day and night, and they hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time. Seeing they had only requested one day off, Qian Fan even felt it was too little.

That’s what he thought before he clicked it open.

“Elder Qian, this is the list of damaged campus facilities, and this is the list of consumed military supplies.”

 A young teacher walked in, placed the two lists on his desk, and glanced at the leave request system he was viewing. His ears turned beet red.

“Holy shit!”

The great masters are truly great masters. Even their leave requests are this explosive!

Seeing Qian Fan’s grim face turn toward him, the young teacher cleared his throat and left the office with uncoordinated steps.

Qian Fan gritted his teeth in anger and used his authority to change both leave requests to something conventional.

“Those two little rascals, you can’t let your guard down for a second!”

If anyone else had seen that leave request, news articles would probably be flying everywhere by now.

They have no awareness of their own influence!

But what Qian Fan didn’t expect was that even without the leave request being exposed, news articles about them were already flying everywhere.

Prince Song Yu’s identity had been revealed, and Rong Shi’s origins were also quite mysterious. The entertainment media could write a month’s worth of headlines about either one of them, let alone the two of them together. They were basically walking traffic magnets; writing about any trivial matter involving them would guarantee the top spot on the trending charts.

To get the latest scoop, all the media outlets were watching the school forums day and night, wishing they could dig up every last little detail.

Rong Shi’s declaration was for the public and had been posted on a publicly accessible board.

The moment it was posted, the forum exploded.

All the media outlets were dumbfounded. The traffic was too terrifying. How could such a plain and simple declaration cause such an explosion?

By the time the forum page recovered, the post already had over ten thousand replies—

“Master Rong, be honest, what did you do wrong?”

“You’re on the wrong alt account, delete it quick! @Chairman”

“Am I seeing things? Isn’t this the chief anti-fan from the True Love Tower who was insulting the beautiful Song?! WTF, my brain can’t handle this right now!”

“What’s going on? We need an analysis guru, stat!”

“Did the Chairman really post this? It’s not some hater taking advantage of the chaos to impersonate him, is it?!”

“I’ve been staring at this ID for five minutes, and I’m starting to forget how to read. The Chairman is His Highness’s anti-fan? Am I still asleep? QuQ”

The media reporters quickly scrolled through the comments and seemed to understand something.

The traffic on the public board was immense. It wasn’t just the media; many other people were following the forum’s developments. Soon, countless new posts flooded the homepage, all expressing confusion and asking for an explanation.

“Why does everyone seem to get it, but I’m the only one who doesn’t understand? Why is the Chairman the beautiful Song’s anti-fan?”

“Could it be that they’re really in a marriage of convenience? And they even secretly hate on each other? Noooooo, I’ve instantly lost all motivation for work.”

“Just took a peek at the True Love Tower, and it’s truly spectacular, hahahaha. Chairman, is the washboard big enough for you to kneel on?”

“This marriage is so mysterious. Right now, I just want to know if it’s true love or a marriage of convenience. Stop playing with us!”

The situation on the forum quickly spread across the entire web, and the conspiracy theories that had just died down were pushed to the top again.

---

At the same time, the atmosphere in the military headquarters, now with half its personnel gone, was tense. The people below were on edge, terrified of being associated with the rebellious legions. Although there was no collective punishment, once you were involved in such matters, it was difficult to explain things clearly, and it would greatly affect your future prospects.

The mid-level officers were swamped. The number of people had decreased, but the work remained. In the short term, everyone had to take on multiple roles to ensure the normal operation of the military headquarters.

There were few high-ranking officers to begin with, and now that more than half were gone, meetings felt empty.

With such a serious incident, they didn’t dare to guess how the military would develop next. They could only wait for notifications.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the news about Rong Shi and Song Yu became their only diversion. One by one, they used their spare time to go online and read the gossip, treating it as entertainment to relax their minds and bodies.

At lunchtime, the military cafeteria was packed.

“You guys have heard, right?” a beta officer at a corner table said in a low voice. “The new student Chairman’s father is actually Major General Rong Guang!”

“I told you he wasn’t simple, right? How could a regular new student be an all-rounder in ten disciplines? Doesn’t that make us old-timers look like idiots?”

“Major General Rong was also at the top of the pyramid back in his military academy days. What’s interesting is that he was also the new student Chairman back then. Guess who his Vice Chairman was?”

“Major Ge—Lu Youqi, of course! I looked it up a long time ago,” an alpha officer said, correcting himself mid-sentence to use the full name. Lu Youqi was now a prisoner; there would be no Major General Lu anymore.

“You can only call it a cursed rivalry,” the beta officer sighed, shaking his head. “As awesome as the Lu father and son duo were, they could only ever be second place to the Rong father and son.”

“In my opinion, Rong Shi is going to break his father’s record. He’ll probably be promoted to Major General before he even graduates,” said a slightly older omega civilian officer with a regretful expression. “If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely be waiting outside his dorm every day to pursue him. The young man is too handsome!”

“Oh, give it a rest. He likes alphas,” the alpha officer laughed and scolded. “With a partner like the Second Prince, he probably wouldn’t look at anyone else.”

As they were talking, a person carrying a lunch tray hurried over and squeezed in among them.

“Hey, have you guys heard?” He looked left and right, then lowered his voice. “I heard that Elder Qian and Elder Qin are co-sponsoring a special promotion for Major General Rong to Lieutenant General to fill Lin Quan’s position. The written application has already been submitted to the royal family. No idea what the result will be.”

“Holy shit! For real? Isn’t Major General Rong only forty?”

“I think it’s possible. He has the strength himself, and he’s given so much over the years to investigate the case. When you tally up that debt, it’s an astronomical amount of military merit.”

“The key is that his son is the Prince Consort. Even if he can’t become Queen in the future, he’ll still be a prince of a different surname. He’s also exceptionally talented and outstanding! The royal family has no reason to refuse a family like that.”

“The Rong family was previously a grassroots family with no extensive network. For the royal family, promoting such a family has far more advantages than disadvantages.”

---

By the time the two people at the center of it all, Rong Shi and Song Yu, woke up, the entire world had moved on from debating whether their marriage was real or fake, and whether Rong Shi was an anti-fan, to countless other topics.

Song Yu nuzzled Rong Shi’s neck, inhaling the faint, lingering scent of wine, and prepared to go back to sleep.

“Don’t sleep just yet,” Rong Shi tightened his arms and ruffled his hair. “Get up and eat something first, then sleep.”

“Not hungry.” Song Yu nibbled on Rong Shi’s collarbone, his voice raspy from just waking up. “If it’s you I’m eating, I could consider it.”

Rong Shi adjusted his position to let Song Yu lean more comfortably.

“I don’t know who it was that came and then immediately fell asleep.”

The words were provocative enough that Song Yu woke up instantly. “So what you’re saying is, if I don’t fall asleep next time, I can sleep with you?”

Rong Shi: “Is it that hard to accept reality?”

Song Yu: “There’s an order to things. Respect your elders and care for the young, understand?”

Rong Shi: “That’s why I’m letting you lie down, so you don’t get tired.”

Halfway through their bickering, both of their terminals rang. 01 and 00 had automatically set them to do-not-disturb mode to give them better sleep.

Song Yu swiped open his terminal. It was a message from his royal father.

[Hurry up and post a clarification. I’m about to be annoyed to death.]

A clarification? Hadn’t Bunny already posted one?

He switched to the forum. The declaration post was right at the top. He clicked it open and chuckled.

Rong Shi finished reading the messages from his father and Elder Qian, then looked up to see Song Yu smiling like a little fox.

“What mischief are you plotting now?”

Song Yu clicked enter and smiled. “Helping the netizens with their questions.”

Just as the media reporters were typing up their articles at top speed, the military academy forum exploded again. They quickly clicked to see. In the original declaration post by Rong Shi, a new reply had been pinned to the top.

[Little Cat Can’t Eat Fish: Wifey, love you, muah~]

Everyone was dumbfounded.

“Isn’t that the Chairman’s chief anti-fan?!”

“WTF! My head is spinning!”

“The chief anti-fans these days are too audacious!”

“Wait, something doesn’t seem right here?”

“If the post was really made by the Chairman, then the only one who would dare call the Chairman that can only be—His Highness!”

“Ahhhhh, please stop playing with us, masters, you’re going to kill me!”

“So they’re each other’s chief anti-fans? This—why is this kind of cute?”

“No, no, no, I think our line of thinking is wrong. Are they really hating? Clearly, they’re just showing off their love in a different way!”

“I’ve been enlightened again.”

“My weird knowledge has increased.”

Seeing the forum getting laggier and laggier, Song Yu scrolled through the posts, laughing uncontrollably.

“These people have too much free time.”

He looked so beautiful laughing right after waking up.

Rong Shi resisted, and resisted, but couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed him and pulled him into a deep kiss.

On the forum, the netizens who couldn’t get an answer became angry from embarrassment. They started a “True Love Tower” on the public page, furiously posting over a hundred thousand replies and publicly tagging Rong Shi and Song Yu to demand an explanation.

Just as the post was about to break a hundred thousand replies, a familiar ID appeared.

[Little Cat Eats My Fish: Used to be an anti-fan, now he’s my wife.]

Below the ID, his real-name authenticated information was displayed.

Only one sentence remained in everyone’s minds—

The masters really know how to play.

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Author’s Note: 

Omega military cadets: If we’d known the Chairman was into this, we would’ve dissed him with all our might back then.
Song Cat: Am I dead to you? [smiles and licks paw]