Chapter 107
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Volume 3 + Chapter 107: The Witch’s Invitation
Before the grand dance at the freshman social gathering, there would always be a brief window for spontaneous dance partner invitations.
This segment was often the most entertaining.
Like last year, for example—Lia Schubert, the young lady of the Schubert family, had refused all advance invitations. Instead, during the spontaneous invitation time, she directly asked the crowd, “Who among you is willing to dance with me?”—then picked one from the volunteers.
The dramatic effect had been absolutely perfect.
So everyone was eagerly awaiting this segment, ready to enjoy the show.
But today’s invitation round had completely exceeded all expectations.
“Miss Yue Liu is actually competing with Miss Lia… for Miss Xia Yi?!”
“This is definitely going to make the front page of tomorrow’s papers!”
“Who will she choose? No matter who it is, the drama is off the charts!”
Yue Liu stood firmly in front of Lia.
The crowd watched the scene with bated breath.
This was nothing like last year.
Lia, who had openly invited volunteers the year before, was now solely focused on Xia Yi—already shocking enough.
But the real twist was—
Xia Yi’s pink-haired Chuunibyou roommate was also competing for her, creating a true three-way romantic battlefield.
This was an utterly unpredictable stage of fate!
The audience was electrified, completely absorbed in the thrill of witnessing the drama firsthand.
Meanwhile, Yue Liu and Lia stood in a tense standoff, their eyes filled with hostility.
“Xia Yi said she wasn’t planning to accept anyone’s invitation, so I ignored you.”
Lia stared at Yue Liu as if preparing for battle.
“Yet you had to interfere at the last moment…”
“She is my rival! Only I can conquer her—no one else may approach!”
Yue Liu looked like a bristling little fox guarding its prey.
There was no way she would let Lia dance with Xia Yi today.
Everyone was enthralled by this love triangle—except for…
The very person at the center of it all—Xia Yi herself.
“Eh? EH?! Am I hearing this right?!”
After a long moment of mental paralysis, Xia Yi finally snapped back to reality.
Looking at the situation before her, she still couldn’t understand—how had things escalated to this point?
This was strange.
Hadn’t Lia mentioned before that she wanted to compete with Yue Liu? Wasn’t that about swordsmanship?
Why were they doing this?!
Xia Yi truly hadn’t expected both Lia and Yue Liu to invite her to dance.
As for why her little sister wanted to dance with her…
No idea.
She couldn’t make sense of it. With so many outstanding candidates available, why would Lia specifically choose her?
The rumors were already outrageous enough—was her sister really not afraid of making them even wilder?!
And as for why Little Fox wanted to dance with her…
Also no idea!
Didn’t Yue Liu constantly proclaim herself Xia Yi’s rival, treating her as an enemy?
So why invite her to dance now?
Overload. The little princess’s brain teetered on the edge of another meltdown. If she kept thinking about this, she might short-circuit again.
“Are you two… pranking me?” Xia Yi couldn’t help asking. “It’s not April Fools’ Day—why are you both inviting me to dance?”
“Th-This is…”
Little Fox faltered at Xia Yi’s question, hesitating for a long moment before her face flushed red.
“Xia Yi! You are my rival! Until I defeat you, I won’t allow anyone else to defeat you first!!”
Xia Yi was baffled. Was this a script mix-up? Why did this suddenly feel like a shounen battle manga?
She couldn’t keep up with the Chuuni fox’s logic at all.
So she turned to Lia instead.
But Lia didn’t explain. Instead, she launched a direct attack.
“Xia Yi, you should make your choice. Will your dance partner be me… or Miss Yue Liu?” Lia asked. “Everyone is waiting for us. We can’t let our personal matters disrupt the entire freshman social.”
“You’re emotionally blackmailing her!” Little Fox protested angrily.
Lia smiled. “Not at all. I’m simply letting Xia Yi choose voluntarily.”
But after saying this, she silently mouthed four words to Xia Yi—
Your secret.
Xia Yi’s ahoge instantly stood on end.
What does Lia mean by that?! Is she threatening me? If I don’t dance with her, she’ll expose my secret?!
Just how much does this little sister know about me?!
The black-haired loli grew increasingly conflicted.
On one hand, she suspected Lia might be bluffing—perhaps she knew nothing.
On the other hand, she had a nagging feeling that Lia might actually know something.
“You’re too despicable! How dare you threaten my rival?!”
Little Fox had caught on—Lia was playing dirty.
“Rival! You must not agree to Lia! Choose me!”
The battle for Xia Yi had reached its peak. Lia and Yue Liu were now locked in an irreconcilable standoff.
Some in the crowd couldn’t resist egging them on.
“Pick Lia! LiaXia is the true pairing!”
“I support Yue! YueXia forever!”
“Miss Xia Yi… you truly are a sinful little loli.”
Xia Yi’s gaze darted between Lia and Yue Liu, feeling more trapped by the second. Today, she had to choose a dance partner for the grand finale—
Thud.
Suddenly, without warning, the lights in the venue cut out, plunging everyone into darkness.
“Why did the lights go out? Emcee, was this planned?!”
“No! This wasn’t part of the schedule!”
“Then what’s going on… Wait, why is there music?!”
From the darkness, the sound of a violin emerged.
The lights flickered back on, focusing on the band’s area.
A girl stood bathed in the spotlight, playing the violin with mesmerizing skill. Her music captivated the entire room.
Even the other band members stared at her in shock—this was clearly not part of the program.
When Xia Yi saw the girl’s face, her eyes widened in surprise.
The violinist was like the sole heroine of a musical, standing at the center of the world, reducing everyone else to mere background characters in her performance.
A murmur ran through the crowd—Who was this stunning girl? Why did no one recognize her?
Her music carried an otherworldly charm, silencing the audience. As the final notes faded, she slowly lowered her violin, brushed back her dark purple hair, and opened her eyes—locking her gaze onto Xia Yi.
With an audacious smile, she extended her hand.
It was as if her entire performance had been dedicated to Xia Yi alone.
“Dance with me, Xia Yi,” said the Witch.
