"Oh! Am I free to leave now?"
Jass couldn't care less about how he was clued-up of her coin assemblage.
She slinged a handful of change without pestering herself to count, so she had no riddle how many pieces she had actually thrown.
The old man Benja hijacked every single token. It was floating in a circular way in a magical way in front of him.
He prodded with closed eyes.
"Hmph, don't you want to motivate the crowd? You should share your success story and explain how you reaped it while protecting others?"
"Nope!" Jass replied curtly - Not caring about his positions in school.
"... Tsk!" Benja clicked his tongue in disappointment.
"W-Wait a minute! Where did you pilfered these?"
John saw her hand has a ring, also noting the absence of a spatial ring on her index finger.
The spatial ring name itself was self-explanatory for those familiar with such items.
As for the defination, it was a device that granted access to a private pocket dimension.
"You ought to be more careful with your belongings."
Jass said with a mischievous grin and chuckled childishly. "Who knows what might overtake someone as this world is known for its ruthlessness."
The exact rankings were inapplicable at this point for her. But… Win is win for her. Doesn't matter the methods.
Afterall… In the eyes of all present, she was already a victor by utilising the perfect opportunity to hitched her triumph.
"Hold on a second... You purposely chucked me into that queen ant's lair, didn't you? So I can still smell the noxious fumes. Was this all just a ploy to swipe my coins?"
His face flushed crimson with aggravation as he confronted Jass. The latter just merely arched an eyebrow in response.
John was trembling with umbrage and clenched his fists at his sides, wrangled to contain his soaring anger.
"Your explanation sounds like bullshit to me. I naturally obliged you in approaching the ant so you could halt it before it emancipated those toxins particles."
"Because of it, We would have all dropped dead on the ground, helpless and pathetic."
"Neither of us are foolish enough to misunderstand its intentions. Furthermore, before doing any action.. I inquired if you wanted my help."
"Your response was clear: 'Don't waste time asking - Just do it.' Only If one can think. The connotation is straightforward, isn't it? I simply acted in accordance with your manual and facilitated your proximity to the target."
"That's not what I—"
Jass cut him off mid-sentence.
"Regarding the first prize... It holds no importance for me. You're welcome to profess it as your own."
"As for the ring, I didn't actually steal it. You lost it in the dungeon, and before I had a chance to return it, the principal announced the results."
"Since he is older, he wouldn't hear me out because the decision was amazing and logical. Besides, who doesn't want to be loved or No. 1 in the world?"
"I admit that I'm selfish, so I took advantage of the circumstances."
"It's unfortunate for you, but that's how people play out. Nevermind, This was given by everyone on their own permission."
The old man Benja pursed his lips as he hearkened. It was familiar to those advanced in years.
The seniors, parents, teacher, and kids, apprehended her clever juice of fact and fiction.
Indeed, had she wished, she could have interrupted him to deny her supposed victory.
Their silence wasn't born of debate, but rather the futility of seeking honesty from someone so indifferent.
Moreover, they knew Jass would masterfully concoct fresh falsehoods, her self proud nature apparent to all who had acknowledged her narcissist self.
No one possesses the patience to argue with children over a mere competition.
As for the currency, it's plausible. Only deities know the documentary of absolute truth.
"Hold—"
Once more, Jass interrupted John, throwing his band toward him.
"Our headmaster endorsed us to embody the spirit of a lion. This is the essence of what our educators desire for us, aren't they?"
"Though some may disagree. However, you've consistently failed to uphold this principle."
"Instead of safeguarding those around you, as a lion would its pride, you have recklessly exposed them to a dangerous colony of ants."
"The truth is, people gravitated towards you primarily due to your family's reputation and your attractive appearance."
"Without these characteristics, do you honestly believe others would have sought your company?"
"Your only focus has been on claiming the top position for yourself and playing wannabe cool heroes mode.. for Cassie. Hehehe~~ Sometimes I feel like I'm the goddess of this world, could see the future activities~~"
"..."
John swallowed his saliva, and grounded his teeth.
A naughty-naughty grin commingled on Jass's face.
"Oh my, how did I come to know your schemes? Well, that's my little secret - your plot to take the top spot isn't as hidden as you thought."
She glanced slyly at the headmaster, then shifted her gaze to Jessica before sweeping her eyes on the crowd.
"I have a communiqué for everyone!"
Her smile widened. It was that devious that could make any storybook antagonist or even Satan itself feel sorry.
"I am no longer a member of the Stella household but an orphan. The moment women named Jazzy kicked me out, my ties to that family were severed permanently."
"Rest assured, everyone, it's merely a matter of time before my surname is officially removed… Ahem! Enjoy your day ahead. "
Jass has no intention of revealing the details behind her victory.
It certainly wasn't due to the principal's suggestions or anything of that sort.
Just like her mission… If her classmates ponder her words carefully, they might realise that the so-called hero isn't as strong or reliable as they could believed.
This could lead them to question their blind faith in him. Her aim wasn't to embarrass him publicly.
Instead, she hopes to discourage others from depending on him too heavily.
This way, he won't feel overwhelmed by expectations in the days of destruction to come.
The future catastrophic events of war and societal collapse had taken a devastating toll on his people.
Which persisted him to excess behind to make good decisions, So he could only recce helplessly as tragedy ongoing around him.
This traumatic experience became a significant weakness for his harem and ally. It plough on him from ascending his full potential.
Thus, a lot of people died.
So… Jass becomes an author, Constructing a plan to help him to break off his physical and emotional limitations and grow into a more mature individual.
This is just a secondary objective.
Her primary plan is about her own good health, which she prioritised above all else's life.
Without any garbage the time, Jass exited the arena and made her way to the dormitory.
It was 7:30 pm when she was alone in her room.
Jass retrieved her egg from storage and settled beside it, carefully enveloping it in a blanket for some warmth.
A genuine smile graced her beautiful features as she pondered aloud.
"I'm curious about your species."
This wasn't her normal fake expression; on the contrary, it was a glamorous grin capable of making even the most straight person question their own sexuality… Ahem.
She gently kissed on the egg, and it vibrate slightly in response. Jass's exultation was conspicuous and her fizzog quickly returned to its usual cold face.
She mused, 'I wonder how the villainess's relatives are faring at this moment?'