Honestly, I was startled by that sudden voice. Turning around for a closer look—it was just a middle schooler. Wait, why was a middle schooler even on a high school campus?

"Senpai’s thinking something super rude, isn’t he?" She took a tiny step back, waving her snow-white little hand at me. "No need to explain! I saw it all in your perverted senpai’s filthy eyes!"

"Uh… how does a little sister even know I’m a senpai?" I blurted out that stupid question. Now I wanted to vanish into the ground.

But she puffed out her completely flat chest proudly. "Hmph! Our school uniforms have hidden meanings. Freshmen’s badges have blue backgrounds, sophomores’ are green, and seniors’ are orange!" She tilted her head up, studying me with playful curiosity. "Senpai doesn’t know this?"

"Blue? So… you’re a freshman? I thought some middle school kid wandered into our high school!"

"Middle school kid…" Her expression darkened instantly. "So that’s why Perverted Senpai was staring at me earlier. I actually thought it was because I’m too cute for him to resist. It’s annoying, but if this gets me away from his creepy claws, I’ll take it."

She rattled off that whole speech at lightning speed—I was shocked I caught every word. But… now I noticed her face. She really was adorable. As Zhao Yi would say: an ultra-cute loli.

The little loli glared at me with pure disgust, then shivered suddenly. "Uh… Perverted Senpai? Can you please leave the girls’ restroom door?" She stressed the word "girls" extra hard.

I snapped to attention and scrambled away. Before I could say anything else, she darted inside.

Guess she’d been holding it for a while… and I was the one blocking her. But should I just wait here by the restroom? I could already picture her pointing at me later, yelling "Pervert!"

I decided to head back to the lobby instead. The bloodstains there hadn’t been cleaned yet—someone seeing them might cause unnecessary trouble.

As I walked down the hallway, I spotted the Student Council President approaching.

"President!"

"Hmm."

She nodded gracefully and kept walking. Every move radiated elegance. A strange, sweet fragrance lingered after she passed, but I had no time to wonder about her perfume.

Back in the lobby, the bloodstains hadn’t shifted—no one had come by. I waved my hand, restoring the floor’s shape first, then evaporating every drop of blood.

"Mr. Zhe Li, please show your ID!"

That sudden voice jolted me. I reached for my documents—then remembered. I was Li Ze now. The Zhe Li identity was retired.

"Miss Luo Yu, stop joking. I’m not Zhe Li anymore!"

Luo Yu watched my reaction, pulled a chocolate bar from a box, and bit into it fiercely.