The first class of the morning was Qian Fan’s Military Theory, taught to several classes together.

Upon entering the classroom, Rong Shi saw Wu Han and specifically walked over to greet him.

“Is your leg better?”

Seeing him, Wu Han’s tired face broke into a smile: “Much better. If I don’t come to class, I’ll be doomed for the next monthly exam.”

Rong Shi saw an empty seat beside him and sat down.

“You just abandoned me like that? So fickle, gege.” Song Yu’s voice was cool as he looked at the full row.

Rong Shi: “There are plenty of seats in the back.”

Song Yu: “But I just want to sit with you.”

Their relationship with Bunny had just made a qualitative leap. Wouldn’t it be less fun not to share this historic moment with a rival in love?

Wherever these two went, even the smallest things would draw attention.

The students around them watched silently, their little flames of gossip flaring up.

Was this, after the drag racing arrest and the street fight, a love triangle, a broken relationship?

The drama was truly one after another, so utterly melodramatic.

How thrilling!

The Beta sitting on Wu Han’s other side saw the situation and actively stood up to offer his seat: “You can have my seat.”

Compared to occupying a seat without a clue, giving up the seat to enjoy the gossip was much better.

“No need.”

Before Song Yu could speak, Rong Shi cut in: “He’s joking.”

“Which eye of yours saw me joking?” Song Yu had already stepped halfway, but Rong Shi blocked his path right then and there.

Just then, Qin Luo rushed in, looking like he hadn’t fully woken up. Seeing Song Yu, he complained: “Brother, why did you leave without calling me? I almost overslept—”

Rong Shi raised his chin towards him, saying to Song Yu with a cold voice: “You’re so close to him, go sit with him.”

Qin Luo: “?”

Onlookers: “?”

Is it a goddamn love quadrilateral now?

As Qin Luo approached confused, Song Yu suddenly grabbed his arm and walked towards the back of the large classroom.

“Fine, then we’ll all sit separately from now on!”

Onlookers: “…”

They really did fight when they got back yesterday, didn’t they?

Great, today’s chat material is here!

Before class even started, the day’s hot topic had already appeared on the forum.

[Front row highlight! Chairman Rong and Goddess Song are breaking up, Omegas, your chance has come!]

The post described the classroom drama with incredibly passionate words.

“I thought it was real. Isn’t this just normal bickering between a couple?”

“Luring dogs in to kill?”

“I’m so damn unlucky to jump into a post like this first thing in the morning. Is there no way out for singles?”

“Hahahahaha this tells us the importance of date activities.”

“The classroom was very tense today. They might even fight again.”

“The King Bomb duo is truly intense, hahaha. Remember to notify us when they fight.”

In the classroom, Qin Luo sat down and rolled his eyes.

If he couldn’t tell they were acting by now, then his eyes were useless.

Is it really okay for rivals in love to have such good chemistry?

Song Yu chose a spot where there was no one around. He rested his chin on his hand, his gaze fixed on Rong Shi diagonally in front of him.

“He likes me.”

Qin Luo followed his gaze and almost died on the spot.

“Rong… confessed to you?!”

Song Yu turned his head, his eyes puzzled as he scrutinized him: “Are you still half-asleep?”

Qin Luo: “…” If you say that while looking at Rong Shi, anyone would misunderstand, right?

Song Yu dragged his words lazily, a worried expression on his face: “Should I buy him a ring and pre-order him, to prevent him from being snatched away?”

Qin Luo: “…” You’re the one who’s still half-asleep, aren’t you? Dreaming.

Qin Luo: “If you buy a ring, are you going to mail it to him?”

Song Yu: “…”

Qin Luo’s expression was serious: “Before sending the ring, shouldn’t you first explain the second marriage?”

Song Yu: “…”

Qin Luo: “Besides, he hasn’t even suggested meeting. I think he’s just saying whatever.”

Song Yu: “You can shut up now.”

It’s still more interesting to discuss with a rival.

Qin Luo: “…”

In the front row, taking advantage of the time before class, Rong Shi and Wu Han chatted briefly.

Rong Shi: “Has Zhou En not looked for you these past few days?”

At the mention of Zhou En, Wu Han’s smile faded.

“No,” he shook his head. “Actually, I went to find him that day.”

That day, after smelling pheromones and suddenly being pushed down the stairs, Wu Han thought it was the pheromones’ problem. Fearing Zhou En would feel guilty, he found a time to invite him out.

Wu Han: “We were talking fine, and then I don’t know what I said that angered him, he suddenly—”

At this point, Rong Shi noticed him instinctively protecting his right-hand fingers.

“You still insist he wouldn’t hurt you?” Rong Shi asked.

Wu Han hesitated, then nodded: “We’ve known each other for more than a day or two. A person’s personality might change, but it wouldn’t suddenly transform. I was thinking if something happened at his home that made him so irritable.”

In Rong Shi’s impression, Wu Han wasn’t a soft-spoken person. If he was still defending the other party even after his most important right hand was injured, then Rong Shi felt he could try to believe him.

The Omega who released pheromones that day still hasn’t been found. He used his authority as Chairman to check the surveillance footage of that building from that day, but found nothing.

Even the footage of Zhou En pushing Wu Han down the stairs was only partial, as if it had been premeditated.

Although surveillance footage has blind spots, the blind spots are not continuous.

To escape the scene, even if one avoids one camera, they would be captured by another.

In same-view mode, 01 can control all mechanical camera equipment in the area, including terminals. Almost no one can escape from 01’s perspective.

By now, Rong Shi was almost certain that the estrous Omega simply didn’t exist.

From the very beginning, it was just a high-concentration mimetic pheromone released.

The purpose was to test the compatibility of this pheromone with Zhou En.

But can mimetic pheromones also control an Alpha’s behavior?

Rong Shi frowned and thought for a moment, putting a question mark next to this conjecture.

If there truly were such powerful mimetic pheromones, they wouldn’t need test subjects.

The class bell rang, and Qian Fan walked into the classroom, instinctively looking for Rong Shi in the crowd.

Seeing that Song Yu wasn’t sitting next to Rong Shi, he curiously asked: “How come you two are separated today?”

Before Rong Shi could speak, Song Yu quickly interjected.

“Gege wanted me to sit on his lap, but I felt it wasn’t proper for class, so I came to the back.”

Qian Fan frowned: “Rong Shi, you speak.”

Rong Shi: “…”

How could this little imp, who seized every opportunity to dig a hole for him, possibly be the kitten?

To avoid another hefty self-criticism, Rong Shi said calmly: “He didn’t sleep well last night; he’s talking nonsense.”

Qian Fan: “Didn’t sleep well? You didn’t let him sleep?”

Rong Shi: “…That question isn’t appropriate to discuss in class.”

“Pfft hahahaha…”

The classroom erupted in laughter.

Old Qian, you are truly a god forever!

After class, Rong Shi and Wu Han walked out together.

Wu Han’s leg was fractured, and he was still wearing a brace.

On the way, Rong Shi casually asked, “Have Zhou En’s affairs been transferred to you?”

Zhou En was the previous head of the Technology Department and was supposed to hand over his work within a month of the new head being selected.

Wu Han stammered, not answering for a long time.

“Wu Han.”

Hearing someone call him, Wu Han turned around and saw Lu Ming walking towards them.

Lu Ming’s gaze swept over Rong Shi, then looked at Wu Han, his face not good: “You were intentionally pushed down. Why didn’t you say anything before?”

Wu Han: “I—”

“Do you know how much trouble that causes the investigators?”

Lu Ming’s tone was aggressive, reprimanding Wu Han and establishing his authority in front of Rong Shi.

Without waiting for Wu Han to speak, Lu Ming continued: “Although you are the victim, shielding the perpetrator will also be punished. I hope you pay attention next time.”

Wu Han pursed his lips, his eyes on the ground: “I’m sorry, I caused you trouble.”

Seeing Rong Shi remain silent, Lu Ming looked at him: “Zhou En, as a former student council member, intentionally harmed a junior. He will receive one disciplinary mark and two academic credit deductions. Wu Han will receive one warning. If this handling is acceptable, I’ll write the report and hand it to you after the second class.”

“Why punish me?!”

A furious voice sounded from behind Lu Ming. He turned around, and Zhou En was standing ten steps away.

Zhou En rushed over furiously, pointing at Wu Han and yelling at Lu Ming: “It’s his fault! What does it have to do with me?!”

Dare to treat the student council vice-chairman with such an attitude? Lu Ming’s voice turned cold: “You pushed someone downstairs first, then ran away. Shouldn’t you be punished?”

Zhou En’s eyes widened, his breathing quick and heavy, “Such an important competition like the All-Round Contest, and he actually brought out a draft from elementary school. This kind of contempt for the competition, a talentless piece of trash, doesn’t deserve to be near me!”

“I didn’t despise the competition!” Wu Han retorted urgently, his eyes instantly turning red. “Didn’t you say at the time that draft fit the ‘original intention’ theme perfectly?”

“Heh, laughable.” Zhou En sneered, tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You just wanted to deal with it carelessly, to cover up the fact that you have no talent!”

“When they mocked me back then, why did you defend me?” Wu Han asked incredulously, taking a few steps closer to him. “Senior, what’s wrong with you?”

“I was just blind!” Seeing him approach, Zhou En clenched his fist and punched without explanation.

Wu Han instinctively closed his eyes.

Although he was an Alpha and had joined the military, he was a technical specialist and not good at fighting.

The punch stopped ten centimeters in front of Wu Han’s nose and couldn’t move an inch further.

Seeing his wrist restrained, Zhou En struggled hard but couldn’t break free. In a fit of anger, his left hand swung towards Rong Shi.

Rong Shi pulled his right hand, and the left-hand strike landed directly on the right fist.

Zhou En cried out in pain.

Rong Shi pulled him closer with a casual tug, kneed him in the chest and abdomen, and then kicked him.

Zhou En fell to the ground, howling and clutching both hands.

In just two moves, he subdued the second-year student.

The surrounding students, watching, stared dumbfounded at Rong Shi, who was unfazed and whose expression hadn’t changed, and Zhou En, who was rolling on the ground screaming.

Damn! Chairman’s disciplinary action is so damn cool!

“One-handed instant kill! I remember Zhou En participated in a combat competition last year and even won an award.”

“His strength is so powerful. Zhou En couldn’t move at all.”

“He retreats and dodges for his wife, but goes straight for the vitals against others. As expected of him, his double standards are seamless.”

“Wasn’t I watching a fight? Why did I just get a bowl of dog food?”

“When did he even train? I’ve never seen him in the training room.”

“How much strength has this old salty fish been hiding? It’s inexhaustible!”

Listening to the buzzing, mosquito-like discussions around him, Lu Ming’s face darkened, feeling extremely displeased.

They were discussing everything, but his name was never mentioned.

It was as if, in front of Rong Shi, he was insignificant air.

Wu Han saw Zhou En in pain and wanted to reach out to help him, but Rong Shi stopped him.

Rong Shi walked over, looking down at Zhou En: “Add ten more sheets of ideological and moral papers daily. Cleanse your soul thoroughly.”

“I won’t do it!” Zhou En angrily retorted, “You want to punish me? Win against me first!”

Rong Shi: “Furthermore, please transfer your student council authority to Wu Han before next Friday.”

Zhou En: “Impossible!”

Lu Ming had been in a bad mood, but seeing Zhou En resist Rong Shi, he felt a little better.

“The school has its rules. If you violate them, you will be punished. I am not negotiating with you,” Rong Shi said, his voice calm and cold. “As for the student council matters, we can compete in the way you suggested. If you lose, you must comply with my instructions and transfer your duties.”

Zhou En scrambled up from the ground, glaring viciously at Rong Shi, pointing a finger at Wu Han’s nose: “If I win, this brat has to get out of the Technology Department! I will never hand over the department to someone like him!”

Rong Shi: “If you win, you can delay for another half a month. I will not agree to any other demands.”

Both sides were at a stalemate, neither willing to back down. The crowd of onlookers grew larger. Rong Shi was accustomed to such scenes. In an environment where might makes right, lecturing these new recruits was useless if you wanted them to obey. In his previous life, no one dared to defy his orders because he was strong enough.

Now, the situation was subtly different.

“Okay.” Wu Han didn’t want his affairs to trouble Rong Shi any further. “If you win, I’ll withdraw from the student council.”

“Good!” Zhou En immediately agreed, “We’ll compete in mech design!”

A buzz of discussion erupted among the onlookers, and their gazes towards Zhou En became very subtle. First-years only had general courses and no mech design, but Zhou En was a mech major student. An amateur against a professional, how could that be a fair comparison?

Rong Shi: “Okay, but I’ll ask Wu Han to be my partner. You can also find someone.”

Wu Han was surprised: “Chairman—”

“Then it’s settled!” Zhou En glanced at Wu Han, his eyes disdainful, “I’ll make you clearly see reality!”

“Such a fun competition, why not add me?” Song Yu walked up to Rong Shi, putting an arm around his shoulder, smiling, “You’re not going to leave me out again, are you, gege?”

Rong Shi: “I’m doing serious business. Don’t mess around.”

Song Yu’s eyes were innocent: “I’m also talking about serious business.”

Rong Shi: “…”

The competition was finally set for Sunday evening, a three-on-three mech design competition in Star Wars, with victory determined by the system score and votes for the designs.

After seeing Wu Han back to his dorm, Rong Shi went downstairs.

As he walked out the main entrance, he immediately saw Song Yu, leaning against the wall with a military theory textbook in his hand.

Rong Shi: “Why are you still here?”

Song Yu: “Wasn’t I waiting for you?”

Rong Shi walked out: “Waiting for me for what?”

Song Yu, in a good mood, followed along: “To share a little secret between him and me.”

“…”

Rong Shi: “I don’t want to hear it.”

Song Yu walked beside him, looking like a victor: “What kind of ring do you think he’d like?”

Rong Shi: “…”

He hadn’t even figured out where the confession misunderstanding came from, and why was he already planning to buy a ring?

Given this, Song Yu was indeed not him.

Rong Shi: “Do you know his size?”

“I know,” Song Yu said, making a circle the size of a ping-pong ball with his index finger and thumb. “Roughly this.”

Rong Shi: “…What part are you measuring?”

Song Yu was about to say “finger,” but then he thought, that’s the size of a bunny paw.

He changed his words at the last minute, “Wherever you think this size refers to, that’s where it refers to.”

Rong Shi raised an eyebrow: “You’re not buying a ring to wear on a hand?”

Song Yu bit the bullet: “Does it matter where it’s worn?”

Rong Shi: “…”

Song Yu quickly changed the subject, feigning distress: “You don’t know how cute he is, so shy and loves to act spoiled, even when he likes me, he has to say it in a roundabout way.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Who is he talking about?

Song Yu: “If I don’t respond quickly, he’ll definitely hide and cry secretly.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Song Yu: “But then again, even when he’s crying, he’s very cute.”

Rong Shi: “…”

The person Song Yu described didn’t match him at all, not a single detail aligned.

This proves that Song Yu liked another rabbit.

Back at the dorm, before opening the door, Rong Shi remembered the competition the day after tomorrow. He turned to Song Yu and asked as the other was about to close the door: “What’s your virtual avatar in Star Wars?”

Song Yu: “Why are you asking that?”

Rong Shi: “Old people don’t have accounts. I’m asking for yours as a reference.”

Song Yu: “Persian cat.”

Rong Shi: “………………”

Persian cats are so common, they’re everywhere. It’s just a coincidence, a coincidence.

Rong Shi gritted his teeth: “Why would such a large Alpha use a kitten avatar?”

Song Yu scoffed: “What’s wrong with using a cat? It doesn’t affect my tall and mighty demeanor.”

Thud, the door closed in front of him.

Rong Shi stood by the doorknob for a long time, his mind in a chaotic mess.

Anyway, whether Song Yu was a muscular Barbie cat or a tall and mighty cat, he definitely wasn’t his kitten.

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Author’s Note:

Rong Bunny’s thought process: Probe—Regret—Probe—That’s absurd!—Probe—Definitely not!

Song Cat: Bunny, are you okay?

Rong Bunny: Little Cat, are you an O— [Extends a probing little paw again]