Chapter 210

Chapter 210

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]

Chapter 210 Night of the Festival (5)

Bianca Usher, 18 years old. Hailing from the divine archery family, The Usher House, she was an early admission student at the Colosseo Academy. As a member of the festival preparation committee, she once again found herself entangled in an annoying situation.

“Um, excuse me... I’ve been wanting to say this for a long time. I like you!”

A male student standing in front of her, extending a letter. She vaguely remembered encountering him during joint classes with the Hot department.

Bianca furrowed her brow and, as if dismissing the situation, stroked the artificial mustache under her nose. She carefully examined the face of the male student standing before her once again.

Her sharp eyes, like shooting needles from a hundred paces, sparkled brightly. “Flawed makeup -13 points, skin peeling -11 points, unruly eyebrows -12 points, uneven lip tone -14 points, scars from shaving -4 points, untidy cuticles -4 points, mismatched personal color and attire -5 points, split ends from excessive bleaching -8 points, awkward cross-dressing -22 points, a total score of 7 out of 100.”

Despite the male student in front of her being quite handsome, he did not meet Bianca’s aesthetic standards. Above all, his poorly executed cross-dressing was an additional deduction factor.

“If you’re going to cross-dress, at least be pretty. But you’re not even pretty. No need for unnecessary ugliness.”

From a young age, Bianca loved pretty things—beautiful clothes and dishes were, of course, a given. Beautiful dolls, beautiful weapons, beautiful men, beautiful women, beautiful words, beautiful saddles, beautiful scrolls, beautiful carpet, and even a beautiful carpet cleaning broomstick stand...

Thus, Bianca was known for her discerning aesthetic taste even within the Usher organization. Perhaps it was because she had been so selective about the appearance of her nanny even in her infancy.

Was it because of this that Bianca generally lacked interest in men? Men, by default, were not pretty. They didn’t dress up or groom themselves as well as women did. If, by chance, they put on makeup to look better, their male friends criticized them for not being manly enough.

As a result, Bianca had lived her life so far without much interest in men. For her, men were fundamentally unattractive creatures, beings she had no intention of being close to throughout her life.

Therefore, despite numerous confessions from seniors and peers since the beginning of the semester, she had always rejected them outright.

“Bianca! Would you like to go see the newly opened play ‘Worn-Out Newbie 2’ this time?”

“I’ve already seen up to the third one.”

“Bianca! Have you had dinner? If not, want to eat together?”

“I already ate until tomorrow’s lunch.”

“Bianca! Let’s go to the temple for worship together this weekend!”

“I believe in a different religion, so I worship at the altar.”

“Bianca! When are you free this weekend?”

“I’m not free on weekends.”

“Bianca! How about spending Christmas together this year...”

Tock!

Bianca’s shoulder shook suddenly.

Flyers she was holding fell to the ground. It was a collision of shoulders in the crowd.

“Ugh, seriously, where are you looki...” Bianca turned her head with an annoyed expression.

At that moment, a face caught her eye.

Bones. A skull mask. And within it, bloodshot eyeballs.

“Huh?!” Bianca involuntarily swallowed a breath.

[......] A woman with a skull makeup was staring at her quietly.

An eerie chill emanated from her whole body, making it difficult to describe in words. The skull mask and armor were so intricately and well-made that they surpassed the typical Halloween makeup.

‘...W-who is she?’ Bianca silently swallowed her dry saliva.

Even though she had never been pushed around in a fight in her 18 years of life, at this moment, she couldn’t muster the courage to face the woman with the skull mask.

The atmosphere she exuded was overwhelming, even surpassing Bianca Usher and the top student of the Cold Department.

“....Who on earth is she?”

If she had put so much effort into wearing a Halloween costume, she must be a student at the academy, and if that were the case, there was no way Bianca wouldn’t know her.

“Did she come from the Mage Tower or the Varangian Academy? But even there, there shouldn’t be such a skilled person. ...Or is she a returning student?”

Bianca sweated coldly and stepped back, eventually heading towards the cafe of the Newspaper Club.

She looked nervous and jittery the entire time.

‘I should go to the cafe and ask Vikir to switch with me. Honestly, he’ll probably be more helpful in attracting customers... ‘

Bianca, who was confident in her cooking skills, thought that would be more efficient.

And, above all, she needed to get away from that woman as soon as possible.

‘...What’s the worst that could happen?’

Bianca quickened her pace. Toward the kitchen of the pub of the Newspaper Club. Toward where Vikir was.

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]