PLEASE START AGAIN

"I'm in charge of you." Inti simply replied. Without expending any strength, Inti easily caught the book that Bidziil had expended all his strength to throw. His actions were elegant and eye-catching, which irritated CEO BZ even more.

This world is simply too cruel to him; why isn't he given a cool, muscular body with the previous host having a good reputation?

Why must it be this Bidziil? This Bidziil? This Bidziil ah! Transmigration is so infuriating! Not to talk about this. This infuriating assh...

'Alert. Alert.'

"The school has closed, you jerk!" Bidziil angrily fired. His face was extremely red, and his watery eyes were enlarged, giving him a cute and pitiful look. Not to add his pouting, plump lips.

Inti's eyes flashed with a complex look before it was ruthlessly suppressed, and his expression returned to the indifference he had been donning.

"You stay in school." Inti simply replied, his right hand tucked in his pocket while his left hand held onto the book, unconsciously exuding a dashing and capturing image.

Bidziil's expression turned cold at that moment because he knew what Inti meant: because Bidziil is staying at the school, that means he has no ME time anymore.

Bidziil's whole aura changed, and he became the ruthless president BZ in front of his enemies.

The people in the class could feel the difference in Bidziil's aura, and it sent a trace of shivers down everyone's spine. Although the previous host had always been a headache compared to this current cute-looking Bidziil, who looked like a bloodthirsty devil, they still preferred the previous host ah! This Bidziil is simply so scary. They can't help thinking that they've already seen the blue cloud.

Once Bidziil is in his mad zone, he simply has no care for his surroundings, and all he cares about is finishing his mission of getting rid of his enemies. Ahem, this archenemy of his

"I stopped chasing you, but you started bothering me. What do you want?" He scowled. His fist balled into a fist, and his eyes were cold and filled with a cruel laugh.

Despite Bidziil's expression, Inti was extremely laid-back, as if he couldn't notice how badly he had triggered the person. "Fulfill the teacher's order." He simply replied leisurely.

Bidziil scoffed immediately. He knew that this person's words were definitely far from what he meant. Bidziil knew Inti must be wanting to mess his mind up. That person must be unhappy with his current progress and must be planning to destroy it. Hmph!

"Thank you; I'm very capable of doing what I want; I don't need your help. I hope we can keep a long bridge between us since I don't like you anymore or want to have anything to do with you. He clarified, but upon remembering something, he continued: "And if you continue talking to me, I'll believe that you're in love with me." He purposely said it loudly, so others may know that it wasn't his fault anymore and that it was all this archenemy's fault. It's this archenemy who's hanging on him.

"Hilarious." Inti scoffed in amusement, knowing that all Bidziil wanted was to rile Inti up, so Inti could leave him.

How hilarious that the person who has always been running after him is the one who can't wait to get him off his back.

"Ten minutes in the library, or you can explain yourself to the principal. Inti asserted imperiously. Without giving Bidziil the chance to reply, he turned and left the class. In a few seconds, his figure was nowhere in the class.

Bidziil puckered his lips and stomped his feet in annoyance.

"That bastard is simply shameless. Infuriating…"

_Stupid. Heartless and knows nothing other than bullying me. Ah, including that crazy system. I've gone mute._ Bidziil huffed sourly and plopped onto the chair, his face reddened with grievances.

"Are you okay?" Kendrick eyed Bidziil, who suddenly paused while cursing. Something he had discovered that Bidziil had been doing ever since he lost his memories.

_Hell I am after being tortured emotionally and mentally. Ah_

Poor CEO BZ simply really wanted to change schools at this rate.

Downheartedly, CEO BZ stood up and began to trudge Inti's figure while carrying his bag and the gifts Warrick had brought over for him.

He can't help cursing that mood-spoiling bastard, Inti!

Once they arrived at the library, Inti pointed at an empty seat next to the window while he went over to pick up a couple of beginner's textbooks.

As soon as Inti left to do whatever he wanted to, Bidziil eagerly opened the paper bag Warrick had brought him.

Inside the paper bag were cakes, sweets, and snacks the previous host liked, which moved Bidziil a lot.

Bidziil couldn't help remembering his big brother in his original world.

Bidziil's big brother was a cold and aloof man of few words, and he left the country for abroad ever since Bidziil was ten, making the two have a distant relationship. Besides, since he always has a cold expression on his face, whenever Bidziil sees him, Bidziil is always afraid.

It turns out that CEO BZ and the previous host had the same taste, so an excited Bidziil eagerly took out the cake and used a fork to dig in before taking a picture.

'Thank you, big brother.' Bidziil typed and sent it to Warrick with the picture.

Inti's brows furrowed upon seeing a cake on the table meant for studying. "This is a library." He pointed, and Bidziil glared at him fiercely.

_Do I have eye problems that make me incapable of knowing? Stupid_ He snorted and packed the cake carefully before hiding it away again. When he's done with the stupid lesson, he'll share it with his buddies.

As soon as Bidziil hid the cake, his phone buzzed, which made him grin. Warrick liked the picture and commented, 'cute'.

(....)

CEO BZ's mood plummeted immediately, and his face reddened with anger. What's cute? Who's cute? How's he cute? Bidziil angrily picked up the phone and enlarged the photo, and all he saw was a cold boy smiling 'coldly'.

Hmph! Not cute! Nowhere cute! He's cold and collected. Bidziil is cold! Cold and freezing to the bone, with no space for warmth!

However, Warrick has gotten him something, and he doesn't want to hurt the person's feelings, so he won't get annoyed at him. Also, it was because he's magnanimous and perfect, so he won't argue with people in this world. Hmph! Hmph! That's it!

'Hmph! Big brother, I'm cold and ruthless.' Bidziil typed and sent again.

'Big brother, hurry up and clarify the afternoon event for me, or I won't be able to study.' Bidziil typed and sent the message.

Suddenly, his phone was snatched from him, which made him direct a fierce glare at his archenemy, the culprit. _What are you doing?_

"You're here to study." Inti proclaimed seriously. His face was cold, and his voice was chilling to the bone, which made Bidziil's courage dwindle…

Hmph! Not dwindle. As a ruthless CEO, Bidziil's courage can never dwindle in front of his enemy. Not a bit!

_What's with you? I'll do whatever I want to do. You can't force a horse to the river and force it to drink either. In your dream!_

Despite all the fury Bidziil displayed, Inti was unperturbed; instead, he placed Bidziil's phone in his pocket domineeringly and eyed Bidziil with a daring gaze.

Inti picked up a workbook among the numerous piles of books he selected and placed it in front of Bidziil. "Solve exercise 10 questions, mute Bidziil." Inti asserted imperiously and leaned back on the chair. Three buttons on his shirt were opened, which revealed a bit of his slender and muscular build.

_You're the mute one. Your family is the mute one!_ The furious Bidziil retorted. However, he could only yell inwardly, which was the reason that the archenemy wasn't scared. That must be the only reason, or else that person must've been scared shitless!

Soon, a wicked smile blossomed on Bidziil's face. Since Inti dared to provoke this young master, this master will play along with him.

Thinking like this, Bidziil smiled and leaned back on the chair.

Diligently, he took out his pen to write on a jotter. And after writing, he pushed the jotter toward Inti.

Inti's lips twitched upon seeing Bidziil's words: 'This young master can't solve it.'

Inti indifferently pushed back the jotter toward Bidziil and calmly replied, "You solved it correctly in class."

Bidziil's eyes widened in disbelief as if he couldn't believe that he could solve the exercise correctly.

'Ah, is that it? This young master has forgotten. Explain to this young master.' He wrote down again, which made Inti squint.

Inti narrowed his eyes at Bidziil while wondering what Bidziil was scheming.

Bidziil innocently met Inti's gaze. His big and teary eyes widened like those of a little hamster, making him seem like an innocent person.

Inti's expression became blank, and he pulled the workbook toward him. "I'll explain to you once with an example. You'll solve others yourself. This equation…"

Watching Inti explain to him, Bidziil had the illusion that he was in Oswald's presence.

Oswald has always explained things in a certain way, and that's the same way Inti is currently explaining them to him. Is Inti really different from Oswald?

Before the immersed Bidziil could recall himself, he had already written down: 'Oswald?'

Inti paused and stared at the name with knitted brows. Bidziil's eyes were fixated on Inti's face in case a secret slipped into his hand.

However, in the next second, Inti raised his head and glared at the unfocused Bidziil. "Do you even listen to my explanation?"

Bidziil smacked his lips and quickly wrote down on his jotter. 'I forgot. Start again.' After completing his writing, he stared at Inti with a harmless, innocent expression.

Inti pursed his lips in a straight line and closed his eyes. He muttered something under his breath before he began to explain again.

However, when he lifted his head, he discovered that Bidziil was winking at a cute younger sister two seats away from them.

Before Inti could say anything, Bidziil began to write down, "I forgot; please start again."

After the umpteenth time, Inti leaned back on the chair as if understanding something. He stared at the unremorseful brat with a blank stare and asked, "Are you playing with me?"

Bidziil leaned back also and held his chin high. Shedding any form of pretense, he sneered shamelessly. "What do you think?"