Negut suddenly realized... Alec wasn't his only enemy; Uncle Wells also seemed to be becoming his enemy.
At this moment, he recalled a saying he had heard while living on Earth.
'Don't fear a strong enemy; instead, fear a foolish teammate.'
'What the hell is this? Uncle Wells, don't you consider my feelings at all?'
Selvia tilted her head to look at Uncle Wells, then turned back to Negut and softly said, "Good! Follow me."
"Wait! Uncle Wells, what are you saying?" Negut hurriedly said, "It's almost time for class; I need to..."
"Young Master, you don't need to worry." Uncle Wells interrupted Negut again, "You just 'date' Miss Selvia; I'll take care of everything else."
Negut: "..."
'Why do I feel like I'm a discounted item and you always want to sell me off quickly?'
"Selvia, don't do this; Alec will misunderstand," Negut said, looking at her with a very displeased expression.
Selvia tilted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling as the night sky filled with countless stars as if they were drawing his soul inside.
"Why would he misunderstand?"
"Well..." Hearing Selvia's question, Negut didn't know how to explain.
"Miss Selvia," Uncle Wells suddenly spoke up, "Please take care of my young master."
"Uhm!" Selvia nodded, then pulled Negut away.
"Wait! You... AAA!!!" Negut was easily dragged away.
He didn't expect that such a terrifying strength was hidden within that small body.
After all, he weighed over 75 kg, but she pulled him along like a leaf.
At this moment, Negut began to doubt his role as a villain.
Besides being wealthy, he felt like an ant, and now Selvia could easily snap his neck with just a bit of force.
To be precise, killing him would be easier than killing a chicken. Therefore, he gave up resisting and let Selvia drag him away as she pleased.
Uncle Wells saw this scene and smiled with satisfaction, then took out his phone and called Negut's father.
"Master... Miss Selvia seems to be approaching the young master."
The phone didn't emit any sound, as if Negut's father was also surprised by this.
[Since when?]
"Just now!"
[No, I mean... since when did my son get close to Selvia?]
"Sorry, Master. I don't know either. But just now, Miss came to find the young master, and then... you can't imagine what she did, Master."
[What did she do? If she dares to harm my son, I will definitely...]
"No, Master. She held the young master's hand and then dragged him away."
[...]
There was a long silence on the other end, as if he couldn't believe what Uncle Wells had just said.
Then, Negut's father asked: [Are you serious? She... took the initiative to hold my son's hand?]
"Yes. I saw it with my own eyes, and everyone here saw it too."
[...]
"Good! I understand. This kid did something so incredible and didn't let me know."
"For now, don't disturb him. Support him from the shadows, understood?"
"Yes, I understand, Master."
Uncle Wells ended the call, his eyes looking towards the principal's office building, his brows furrowed, and he muttered, "Master, don't worry. I will support the young master at all costs."
…
Negut was dragged by Selvia to the 'Music Room', where they approached a black grand piano exuding a historical aura.
"I want to play a piece for you; stand still here," Selvia said.
Although her voice was very gentle, it made Negut shiver as he sensed the threat within her words.
"Ack! Of course..." Negut stammered.
He felt like crying, but no tears would come out.
This should have been the protagonist's benefit. He should have been the one getting beaten; then the heroine would see him as a hero and bring him to this place.
A place where only the protagonist and the heroine are, without any disturbances.
The heroine plays a piece, the protagonist enjoys the music, and then... they...
Alright, he didn't know what to do at this moment.
Run away? How could he escape from a girl with the strength of a T-rex?
Why did everything turn out this way? He should be lying on a yacht right now, surrounded by beautiful girls in provocative bikinis.
He should be enjoying the wealth of this world and living a happy life in this world.
In the end... he got caught up in countless troubles with no way out.
Negut sighed, feeling truly pitiful.
"Am I playing very badly?" Selvia suddenly spoke, startling Negut.
He looked at Selvia, her hands no longer dancing on the piano keys but resting on her lap.
Her eyes held a complex and questioning emotion as she looked at him.
'Damn it!' Negut cursed inwardly, 'I've been lost in my own thoughts and didn't pay attention to her playing. What should I do now?'
Suddenly, a tiny thread-like energy appeared. Naturally, it was the invisible energy that had separated from Alec earlier.
It rushed towards Negut, then entered his chest and disappeared.
Immediately after, Negut thought of something and smirked, saying, "Of course, it's very bad."
Selvia was a bit surprised; her eyes widened as she looked at him.
Seeing her expression, Negut laughed inwardly, 'Hahahaha... I've found a way to escape this strange heroine.'
Negut smiled and said, "Your technique might be very good, but in reality, your playing is incredibly empty, without any emotion."
"It's as if you're playing because you're forced to do it, not because it's something you want to do or enjoy doing."
"Ordinary people might not notice because they don't know how to appreciate music."
"But an outstanding person like me, who has received a comprehensive education since childhood, can naturally perceive things that others cannot."
"It's a pity; your technique is very good, but... in the end, you're just a radio. You can produce music, but not emotions."
After saying this, Negut turned and walked away, muttering to himself, hoping Selvia wouldn't punch him.
Selvia watched his back, wanting to call him to stop, but then decided to remain silent, watching his back until the door closed.
Crack!
As the door latch clicked shut, Negut panted heavily, sweating profusely.
"Ha... ha... too dangerous," Negut muttered.
He feared that after scolding Selvia like that, she would be too embarrassed and then get angry, killing him immediately.
After all, he currently had no one to protect him. His three subordinates had taken Grove to the hospital, and Uncle Wells... Well, he didn't want to mention him.
Negut sighed, then quickly left. He didn't want to stay there any longer, fearing that Selvia would get angry and cut him into a hundred pieces.
He took a few steps and then stopped, looking back at the door: "However, after being scolded by me like that, the heroine will probably be angry."
"Maybe from now on, she won't approach or seek me out anymore."
"That's for the best."
Negut happily walked away, thinking about a future where Selvia wouldn't bother him anymore.
Inside the room, Selvia sat still, looking at the black and white keys of the antique piano.
"Huh!" Suddenly, a disdainful snort sounded, and Ivy appeared, floating in front of Selvia, angrily saying, "Outstanding? Comprehensive education? If you're going to lie, at least make it believable, okay?"
"I feel like he doesn't understand anything about music and is just talking nonsense. Selvia, don't believe what he says. You play beautifully, you..."
"He's right." Selvia suddenly spoke, cutting Ivy off: "I... really don't like playing the piano."
Ivy: "..."
If Ivy had a mouth, it would probably be wide open in surprise. At this moment, Ivy couldn't believe what it was hearing: "What... what are you saying, Selvia?"
"You don't like playing the piano? Are you joking with me? How can you not like playing the piano? Wait! You play the piano because..."
Selvia nodded slightly: "I play the piano... just to drown out those dirty sounds."
"Negut is right... There is no emotion in my playing. It's just a series of monotonous sounds put together; he... really understands me."
"Being around him is very quiet... as if I were a normal person."
"Very quiet..."
Ivy looked at Selvia, then sighed, not knowing what to say, and could only silently watch her.
…
Meanwhile, in the principal's office, Alec sat opposite a rather chubby middle-aged man, whose face carried a friendly and kind aura.
"Alec, I've reviewed your file," the principal said with a smile. "You are truly pitiful. Anyway, this matter isn't too serious, and I think... you don't want to be expelled, right?"
Alec nodded and said seriously, "Principal, I was really pushed to the edge and humiliated, so I acted impulsively."
The principal nodded slightly, "I understand... After all, you seem to be someone who matured early for your age, having gone through a lot of pain. How could you act so impulsively?"
"Ah! Youth... Sometimes we can't control our anger."
"Alright, write a report and apologise to the friend you hit. I can help you with their medical expenses."
Alec was surprised and quickly said, "Are you serious, Principal?"
The principal nodded slightly, "Of course. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and I feel your situation is pitiful, so I'll let it go this time."
"However, if something like this happens again, I'm afraid..."
"Hahahaha..." Alec laughed and said, "Principal, don't worry. This is a lesson for me, and I can assure you, there won't be a next time."
The principal nodded, looking satisfied.
"It seems... you are very partial to this kid, Principal."