Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 290: What’s this thing? (5K)_2
Chapter 290: What’s this thing? (5K)_2
“Hew~inia~”
Hewinia thought to herself it was going to be bad and immediately wanted to stand up, but a pair of heavy, soft fat just pressed down firmly.
“Daphne…” Hewinia, pinned down by the weight, struggled to catch her breath, “what are you doing…”
“Hehe, came to see you.” The woman named Daphne suppressed Hewinia with her chest while poking her cheek from the side and teased, “What, is it not allowed? Don’t tell me you don’t recognize your Silver Rank sister now that you’ve officially become a Golden Rank?”
Upon hearing this, Hewinia had not even reacted before the girl sitting in front of her suddenly stood up, gave the two of them a very unfriendly look, and quickly walked out of the classroom.
“Hm?” Daphne tilted her head, “What’s with that kid?”
While Daphne was distracted, Hewinia finally managed to get free from the oppressive pair and then turned to look at this woman who had already drawn countless gazes.
She had waist-length golden curly hair, a pair of deep blue eyes, and a face outstanding enough.
More importantly, she had a pair of majestic breasts that even the loose Mage Robes couldn’t conceal, like black holes attracting everyone’s attention.
Daphne Trell.
Hewinia’s good friend.
The original Hewinia.
Hewinia pursed her lips and said, “It’s okay for you to come, but can you not always be so handsy?”
“Hey there.” Daphne ignored Hewinia’s protest, hugged her into her arms amidst the envious looks of all the males, and said with a smile, “Are you shy?”
“Not at all…” Hewinia replied with her face reddening.
“Yeah, you are, that’s why teasing you is so fun.” Daphne winked and then looked again towards the classroom door, “So who was that person just now?”
Hewinia said somewhat helplessly to Daphne, “Her name is Orenna.”
Hearing the name, Daphne instantly showed a look of realization, “Oh! That’s your subordinate replacement.”
As this term was mentioned, several more students in the classroom showed unnatural expressions and then left one after the other.
Hewinia’s face changed slightly, “Don’t say that, nobody is anyone’s subordinate.”
“It’s no use telling me.” Daphne spread her hands, “I didn’t invent the word, I’m just stating facts.”
Hewinia felt even more helpless.
But she also knew that Daphne was telling the truth.
Subordinate replacement was not a nice term in this academy.
It symbolized exactly what it sounded like.
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Take Orenna for example; she was also a Seven-Tone Player, and before Hewinia appeared, she could even be said to be the most outstanding Seven-Tone Player in the academy. Hence, orchestras needing a Seventh Note would often contact her first, even if she was only Silver Rank. Before a Golden Rank Seventh Note appeared, she was the first choice.
And a Golden Rank Seventh Note had not appeared for many years, so she could have easily spent her entire campus life as the leading Seventh Note, especially since this year coincided with the once-in-twenty-years grand festival.
She was one of the brightest stars.
If Hewinia hadn’t appeared.
But Hewinia did appear, and being outstanding or not no longer had any significance.
No matter how remarkable, a Silver Rank cannot surpass a Golden Rank.
Therefore, Orenna automatically dropped from being the leading Seventh Note to Hewinia’s subordinate replacement. Whatever orchestra or piece Hewinia fancied, it would never be Orenna’s turn.
“So she is envious of you,” Daphne said, “But what’s the use of jealousy? If she’s not content, she could just ascend.”
“Enough, Daphne, don’t say any more.” Hewinia said in a low voice, “Ascension isn’t that easy, you know!”
Indeed, crossing the gulf between ranks was not utterly impossible. Copper could ascend to Silver, and Silver could ascend to Golden.
But the odds were extremely low.
Copper to Silver, a few emerge each year from hundreds of students.
Silver to Golden, that’s potentially a few in a century, the kind that make history.
“True, it’s really difficult, otherwise who wouldn’t want to ascend to Golden Rank?” Daphne sighed and bowed her head, cupped her magnificent breasts with her hands, and looked wistful, “If only ascension was as easy as going up a cup size, all these years I’ve only managed to grow… oy, oy, oy.”
Before she could finish, Daphne was pushed away by Hewinia.
Because Hewinia had seen several men, while looking in their direction, accidentally bump into walls, miss steps, a total chaos.
Honestly, Daphne really made things difficult for Hewinia, who often didn’t want to see her original friend.
It wasn’t a concern about being found out by Daphne; even Hewinia’s parents couldn’t tell.
But Daphne’s unintended actions often made the people around them aware of the identity Hewinia had been trying to blur—nobility.
If Hewinia were just another Golden Rank without any particular status, then the impression she gave was of an ordinary, cute, somewhat ditsy, genius girl, and people would still be willing to approach her.
