The illegitimate daughter of Count Bertuling has enrolled.
Normally, a mere Count, let alone an illegitimate daughter, would never attract any attention in this magic school. However, if this illegitimate daughter arrived at school in a White Tiger carriage and was herself a peerless beauty, a hundred times more beautiful than the most beautiful princess, things would be different.
On the first day of school, before classes had even begun and while the new students were still familiarizing themselves with the campus, this young lady's name had already spread through the school like wildfire. There were even students skilled in art who drew the young lady's beauty on paper, and that demonic beauty instantly captivated the boys of the entire school.
Even boys whose sexual orientation was bent felt they could do it when they saw that painting. Their bodies were completely out of their conscious control, and their genetic instincts were telling them that she was the best partner in the world, bar none.
Even Tsukasa herself hadn't expected that there would be such a talented person in this school who could draw out the demonic nature she had hidden with several skills, making that painting a literal demonic painting. At this moment, her actual appearance was certainly not as attractive as that painting.
However, because of that painting, under the influence of first impressions, the effects of her skills weren't as good. The power of the demonic painting would even control their spirits, making them fall in love at first sight the moment they saw her.
"A bunch of creatures that think with their lower bodies. What's so good about women? In a world setting that could be destroyed at any time, instead of working hard to improve themselves, they're thinking about playing with women? Truly a hopeless bunch." Tsukasa hid in her dormitory, not bothered to deal with what was happening outside. Since that painting had become a demonic painting, the school's top brass would naturally have someone handle the matter; these people weren't that incompetent yet.
Although her beauty had not yet appeared as a skill in her skill bar, it was certain that her beauty now possessed the power of a skill. Moreover, her skill bar itself was quite mysterious, just like the 'Gift' skill. At first, this skill didn't appear, but then it suddenly showed up one day, even though the skill's effect had existed for a long time.
Normally, skill points could only be obtained by leveling up, and the number of skill points obtained after leveling up varied by race. However, most of her skill points were obtained through killing enemies. She had even misunderstood before, thinking that grinding mobs could produce skill points, and was puzzled for a while as to why others were so weak.
She had a strong feeling about her skills, feeling like there was a lawless fellow behind her skill bar. Many of her skills were given by this fellow, and because the System Goddess didn't agree, they couldn't be displayed on the skill interface. Then that fellow would get angry and go up to give the System Goddess a beating.
By the time the System Goddess was beaten into submission,
her skills would be displayed.
"It's probably my imagination. Perhaps the more realistic situation is that the god who let us travel through is secretly exploiting loopholes to send us cheats. But because the System Goddess monitors too strictly, often only half can be sent at first, so it doesn't show up."
Although saying so
doesn't quite make sense either, because as far as she knew, even Wakaba-san didn't have this kind of treatment. She didn't think she was so special as to receive that god's attention; it could only be said that there might really be some secret about her. After all, she was a Transmigrator on her second crossing.
Could it be that, like the protagonist of a novel, she had picked up a divine artifact somewhere in her life before last, and this artifact had bound to her soul? It was just that because she was too weak now, she couldn't discover the existence of that artifact and could only passively accept its power?
But why would this artifact turn her into a female? And even give her a demonic beauty more terrifying than a succubus? Honestly, doing it to this extent was a bit much. If she couldn't use skills to hide the demonic nature, it would be affecting her life by now.
And...
"Though it was a long time ago, I really was a boy once."
This kind of cheat-like beauty.
If it were bestowed upon a girl, she would surely be ecstatic, but she felt it was somewhat of a burden. After all, she couldn't accept using her beauty to obtain resources, even though this weapon was already powerful enough now.
If Tsukasa's inner thoughts were heard by women who lacked confidence in their looks, they would surely go mad with Jealousy. Her current mindset was like a wealthy person frowning at their vault, saying they didn't want money and wondering why they had so much they could never spend it all.
This kind of trouble...
...was indeed something outsiders could not understand.
On the first day, Tsukasa spent her time hiding in the dormitory. She didn't wait for her roommate; originally, the school dorms were two people per room (though one could choose a single room), and it seemed her roommate hadn't come to school yet.
Following that, her campus life began.
To tell the truth.
School life was unexpectedly boring. For her current self, becoming a star in the school was an easy task; even if she did nothing, her fame had already spread everywhere within a single day.
It's just that this didn't make her feel happy. Even becoming a central figure like this couldn't bring her the slightest sense of satisfaction. The reason she chose such an eye-catching way to make her appearance was that she wanted to satisfy the vanity that went unfulfilled in her previous life.
Surely everyone has had such thoughts: hoping to become the center of the world, with everyone revolving around them and surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women.
But what was with this unpleasant feeling now? Facing classmates who showed off their charms in front of her and wanted to be her friend, her heart felt no ripples; she even felt their voices were quite noisy.
It turned out she didn't want to be popular; she just hated her own powerlessness, loathing the self from back then who could do nothing and was ignored by everyone.
After confirming she had no interest in the flattery of those around her, she expressionlessly released the Intimidation skill.
This skill could reduce one's own charm and cause people to feel fear. Although with her current charm, the skill couldn't actually weaken her beauty, it could still drive away many nuisances, just like right now.
These classmates, one by one, seemed to have suddenly seen a ghost, their bodies stiffening as they moved away from her.
The weak among them didn't even know what had just happened to them or why they were backing away. Even if they wanted to adjust their emotions and continue approaching to strike up a conversation, their inner survival instinct suppressed their restless hearts.
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