Chapter 50

Watching Irene reach out for help in her direction, Ifia felt like a deer caught in the melon field. The crucial part was that she hadn't even stolen any melons!

Holding a tray of peculiar Eastern dishes, she instantly became the center of attention, standing in place looking pitiful, helpless, and vulnerable.

She cursed herself for not having a few extra legs, which would have made her run faster!

As Ifia regretted looking around a bit too much in the crowd, Irene, ignoring Ifia's dismay, clung to her like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, desperately trying to climb up to save herself.

In the previous exams, Irene had already spent her last bit of money. Now she didn't even have a single silver coin. If the other party demanded compensation, she simply couldn't afford it. Especially when nobles asked for exorbitant amounts, even giving money couldn't appease their anger.

In such a situation, her life in the academy would be terrible in the future, always targeted by others. Most of the nobles at Pulis Academy were arrogant individuals who considered themselves above everyone else, and they even formed groups to deal with troublesome commoners.

Usually, those targeted commoner students ended up being expelled.

Ifia had good relations with wealthy nobles, and she was financially well-off. Since they were roommates, borrowing some money in this emergency wasn't unreasonable, right?

"Ifia, I'm fine now. Let's go try the new dish!"

At this moment, Lucy, who had finally finished getting her food, squeezed through the crowd to find Ifia. Just as she reached Ifia's side, she sensed something was wrong and immediately looked around, spotting the commotion with Irene.

Although Lucy was timid, she didn't run away. Instead, she stood firmly by Ifia's side.

However, Ifia didn't want to drag Lucy into the vortex. With many eyes on her, she couldn't easily speak up. All she could do was blink frequently at Lucy, signaling her to run away quickly!

If she could, she would also want to run.

However, after living together in the same dorm for such a long time, Ifia knew that Irene was not someone who easily gives up. If she dared to run, Irene might become even more excessive.

Maybe she would bring people to the dorm…

However, Ifia didn't understand what use it was for Irene to seek help from her. Was she supposed to accompany her in getting beaten up?

Ifia has become accustomed to her identity as a poor girl and understood that she had no ability to help others.

It's better not to stick one's neck out, or else she would only harm herself.

Not aware of the small details that unintentionally revealed her family's wealth in the dorm, Ifia didn't become arrogant just because she became friends with Amelia. Even when she was from a wealthy family, she didn't bully others. Was it because manga books weren't enticing, or games weren't fun?

Due to her family's overprotection, Ifia's life was calm, and her rebellious phase was quieter than others. Even though Ifia was not very smart, she was honest and didn't cause trouble. Occasionally, she became the legendary child from another family, used to contrast with rebellious troublemakers.

As a result, Ifia always gained the affection of the elders and was greeted with joy whenever they saw her.

Her life path was smooth, friends were kind, no financial pressure, and no worries about work issues. As long as she enjoyed life, everything was fine!

It was precisely because of this that she developed a lazy personality.

"Hey, you're the one who spilled the food and dirtied my dress. What are you doing asking for help from others?"

However, without driving away Lucy, the noble whose dress got dirty spoke up. She didn't redirect her anger due to Irene's words but instead turned her wrath towards Irene, bombarding her with accusations.

"You did something wrong and won't apologize. Are you waiting for me to apologize to you?"

"Or is it that commoners have such low quality? It's really speechless."

"Speak up, are you mute? How are we going to resolve this situation?"

As the noble persisted in holding onto Irene and not letting go, Ifia, who stood silently in place, surprisingly felt that what she said made sense!

After all, it was Irene who dirtied someone else's clothes. Shouldn't the normal course of action be to apologize first?

However, Irene remained silent, putting on a fearful expression. Later, upon seeing her, she began to shift her focus… Oh my, thinking about it, the female lead in this book world seems a bit extraordinary.

Especially since she didn't appear this way normally!

Is she really the female lead?

What are the author's values?

As Ifia thought about it, she felt a bit suffocated. Mainly because Irene looked ordinary, and even though she tried to appear pitiful like a white lotus, it didn't evoke sympathy. Instead, it seemed like she was acting.

What did Prince Carloy see in the female lead?

Ifia, who judged people by their appearances, couldn't understand and was greatly shocked. At the same time, she felt that the plot might not be as simple as she thought.

Unless Prince Carloy has a problem with his brain and exclusively favors Irene's blandness.

[System, did you bring me into a world of such a bizarre story? Does anyone really like a female lead like this?]

[Host, no need to question. There will always be people who like this.]

The system, also puzzled, flipped through the script and discovered that the original plot had changed.

Perhaps after seeing Gorlin's glass bowl in the dorm, Irene suspected Ifia's connection with Prince Carloy. Therefore, she has been paying extra attention to Ifia recently. When she saw Ifia quickly leaving with Lucy, she hurriedly followed.

As a result, Irene discovered that Ifia had only come to the cafeteria to eat, and after feeling frustrated, she also bought her meal. However, because she was pondering the relationship between Ifia and Prince Carloy, her mind wasn't fully present. When passing by the entrance to the second floor of the cafeteria, she accidentally spilled her tray. The timeline shifted a whole ten minutes earlier, and in the original plot, the person whose clothes were dirtied by Irene was someone else.

In the original plot, the female lead also apologized immediately, not like the current situation!

After flipping through the script, the system confirmed that there had been a change in the plot. Not only had the female lead's attitude changed, but even the person whose clothes were dirtied by the female lead had changed!

Her name should be Salin, not Daphne!

Compared to the arrogant and unreasonable Salin, Daphne was much calmer and more rational.

Therefore, she immediately seized on the fact that the female lead didn't apologize right away. When the female lead saw the foolish host, she thought she could use the host to get out of trouble. The system was also amazed. How was it that whenever the foolish host was present, the original plot always underwent new changes?

Now that the plot had already changed, no one knew what would happen next.

However, as long as it wasn't Salin, who disliked commoners and hated beautiful women, there shouldn't be any major problems!

"Classmate, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention for a moment. I'm really sorry."

While the system was speechless, Irene finally broke her silence. With red eyes, she bowed and apologized, hoping to quickly calm the situation.

When Irene collided with this noble, her attention didn't immediately return, so she didn't apologize promptly. By the time she realized it, it was already too late.

In her anxious state, she saw Ifia and quickly sought her help.

She had hoped that Ifia would intervene, but Ifia just stood there pretending to be clueless.

She didn't consider the bond of being classmates and roommates at all.

Irene was sure that Ifia looked down on her because she was favored by the prince!

Thinking about this, Irene felt extremely uncomfortable and just wanted to leave quickly, go to a place with no one around to calm her emotions, and regain composure.

"Oh, dear Daphne, what happened to you?"

Just then, someone spoke at the entrance of the cafeteria, using an exaggerated tone that drew attention.

As the person with the necessary noble accessory, a feather fan, approached, the disheveled Daphne helplessly replied, "Salin, I was splashed with food by a commoner. Such bad luck."