The forum discussion was incredibly intense.
In just half a day, the number of comments had already reached four digits.
“Surprisingly, there aren’t any malicious posts.”
Yuriko put down her phone.
She had expected to see some negative comments about herself, but there were none.
Most of the posts were discussing the impact of her enrollment, while others were calling her their “wife,” acting obsessed, discussing her background, or shouting about how she had accidentally stumbled into royalty.
Overall, the atmosphere was quite good.
There weren’t many voices denouncing her; even if there were, they were insignificant compared to the overwhelming majority.
“It’s different from what I imagined, but this outcome isn’t bad either.”
At this moment, Yuriko had no idea what would happen tomorrow.
Clutching Phantom, she went to sleep soundly.
—
The day after the interview ended.
Yuriko arrived at the Academy as usual.
Following yesterday’s radio interview, the number of gazes falling on her today was exceptionally high.
“Is she that Senior Ruri? She’s so beautiful!”
“I thought her voice sounded lovely yesterday, but I didn’t expect her to be this good-looking!”
“And her personality is so kind. Even when her own safety wasn’t guaranteed, she took the initiative to protect others.”
“Oh, right, right! Do you guys know about the incident from the day before yesterday? It was also related to Senior Ruri. They didn’t go into detail on the broadcast, but I have some insider info. Back then…”
Yuriko heard many similar comments along the way.
Of course, not everyone liked her; she occasionally felt gazes filled with malice.
It could be jealousy over her looks, her background, or perhaps people thinking she was making up stories and acting hypocritical.
However, none of that mattered.
Even an Academy star like Olesia wasn’t liked by everyone.
Yuriko didn’t care about a little bit of malice.
She reached her locker, and the moment she opened it, letters poured out like a tide.
Yuriko took a step back in surprise, thinking someone had tampered with her locker.
‘Whoa, what’s going on? Is someone trying to assassinate me!’
Phantom jumped down from Yuriko’s shoulder, stepped onto the letters, and leaned down to inspect them.
‘Yuriko, these look like love letters.’
‘Are you saying this pile of things are love letters?’
Yuriko squatted down, picked up a letter, opened it, and began to read.
Good grief, it really was a love letter addressed to her. It contained elegant words of affection.
As expected of students from a top academy, their writing style was excellent and avoided clichés.
After picking up all the letters from the floor, Yuriko carried them to her seat.
“Good morning. Oh? Ruri, what’s all this?”
Carmilla was about to greet Yuriko when she noticed the stack of letters in her arms.
“I found these in my locker. I took a look, and the contents seem to be praising me.”
Yuriko placed the letters on her desk and began opening them one by one to check.
“Can I see?”
Carmilla asked.
“Sure.”
Carmilla opened a letter.
Most of the content consisted of praise for Yuriko, and only at the end did it mention a desire to get to know her better.
Although it wasn’t a direct confession, these were definitely love letters.
“Ruri, these seem like love letters?”
“Eh? But they didn’t say they wanted to be my lover?”
Yuriko played dumb.
“I don’t know much about it, but love letters aren’t always immediate confessions. Maybe they want to gain your favor first and confess after getting closer.”
“So that’s how it is?”
Yuriko stared at the letters for a while longer, putting on an expression of realization.
Upon learning these were love letters, Yuriko clearly showed a hint of shyness while reading.
She went through them one by one, her lips unconsciously pursing.
To Carmilla, she looked exactly like a young girl experiencing the first stirrings of love.
‘So Ruri can also make an expression like that?’
Carmilla thought.
Spending a few minutes pretending to read them all, Yuriko took out her phone and snapped a photo of the desk covered in love letters.
‘There are actually more than thirty… this world really does depend on looks after all,’ Yuriko lamented internally.
She had only spoken for a little while and hadn’t even shown her face to the public—aside from a group photo in an obscure forum thread—yet so many people were writing her love letters.
Yuriko posted the photo to the Academy forum with a caption:
[I’ve received everyone’s letters! I’m so happy that everyone likes me. The letters mentioned that my voice is very nice and praised me for many things. I’m truly happy~
However, my friend said these are actually love letters. Does that mean you want to be my lovers?
I wanted to reply to each one individually, but there are just too many! So, I’ll give a collective answer here!
I want to tell everyone who sent a letter: you shouldn’t just look at a girl’s appearance and voice. While being called pretty makes me happy, I hope you all focus more on a person’s inner self. Don’t just confess your love randomly just because a girl is good-looking~]
After finishing the post, Yuriko felt her words were a bit Chacha-like.
“Classmate Yuriko is such a Chacha~”
“Yuri, what does ‘tea’ mean?”
“It refers to girls just like Classmate Yuriko.”
A vein popped on Yuriko’s forehead.
This Yuri was definitely insulting her on purpose!
The stack of love letters on Yuriko’s desk was quite eye-catching, and several people gathered around to ask about the situation.
“Whoa, how spectacular. This is the first time I’ve seen someone receive so many love letters at once!”
Olesia also walked over.
She glanced at the pile of letters and asked Yuriko, “It must be troublesome to receive so many letters. Do you need me to help put a stop to it?”
“Really? That would be a huge help. I was actually worried about how to handle all these letters.”
Olesia nodded and took out her phone. She opened the Academy forum, intending to make a separate post about the matter, but then she noticed the new thread Yuriko had posted.
Using her administrator privileges, she pinned Yuriko’s post and followed her account.
Then, she left a comment under the post:
[Classmate Ruri isn’t good at rejecting people, and sending these love letters makes things difficult for her. If you truly like her, come and speak to her in person.]
“Holy crap, the President spoke up!”
“LOL, these guys tried to make a move in secret, and now they’ve been called out publicly?”
“I suggest posting the contents of the letters for everyone to enjoy.”
“I’ve warned them,” Olesia said.
“If anyone else comes to harass you, remember to tell me. I’ll handle it.”
“Mm-hmm, thank you, Classmate Wyndham~”
Nomily picked up a letter, read it briefly, and curled her lip.
“Hmph. Guys who only dare to sneakily hand over love letters shouldn’t expect to be noticed by Yuriko.”