A Thousand-Person Herrscher's Personal Opinion Chapter 10

"It's me! You little thing, why are you acting like a shy kitten?"

"……"

Anqi also saw who it was. She slid down from the wall and came behind Himeko, grabbing her clothes and lowering her head, her face flushed red.

This entire reaction was genuine.

Anqi was most afraid of someone touching her from behind; it would trigger a stress response.

Himeko puffed out her cheeks, trying hard to suppress a laugh, and led the timid Anqi in front of the students.

"Ahem! Today's training session, I'm very happy that no one is absent or skipping. So, as your homeroom teacher, although I'm a little late, I need to introduce a new student to you all—it's decided, you're up!"

Himeko reached back and pulled out the little blonde hiding behind her, dangling her in the air like a soft piece of cloth.

Her petite form was as light as nothing, her fair, tender little face was slightly puffed out, seemingly expressing a hint of displeasure, and her soft golden hair made her look like a top-tier cute pet that could be held and petted.

"Hehe! Pretty cute, right? You all noticed Anqi's performance just now, she has excellent physical fitness and reaction speed, but she's a bit too shy. Don't bully her, okay~~"

"We won't! Teacher Himeko… Teacher, you don't know, she was so impressive this morning, she had all the theory teachers laughing their heads off!"

Kiana said with a silly grin, quickly correcting herself before Himeko's killing intent could be seen in her eyes, thus saving her own life.

Himeko raised an eyebrow, brought Anqi closer, and poked her cheek, saying:

"Really?"

"Hmph!"

"Alright, alright, it was my fault for startling you just now. Can I apologize?"

"Okay."

"Then let's rejoin the group, today's lesson is about to start… However, since you've just enrolled, your foundation is completely blank. I'll need to find someone with a solid foundation to guide you… Hmm, who should I choose?"

Himeko's gaze swept across the scene.

Several students with good grades subconsciously puffed out their chests, appearing quite interested in Anqi and eager to interact with her.

"Me, me, me! Teacher Himeko, pick me!"

The most proactive person was Kiana, who was now raising her hands high and waving them, bouncing around, clearly showing great enthusiasm for teaching Anqi.

Himeko ignored Kiana and her beautiful golden-red eyes finally lingered between Fu Hua and Raiden Mei.

Fu Hua's grades were consistently first, her foundation was incredibly solid, and she could even substitute teach without any issues, so helping Anqi with some extra tutoring would be a piece of cake.

But Raiden Mei was not bad either, and Himeko could clearly see that she really wanted this opportunity to build a better relationship with Anqi.

"Mei, you teach her. Fu Hua, I'll still need your help to oversee today's tactical movement training."

"Yes, Teacher Himeko!" ×2

Raiden Mei replied with surprise, while Fu Hua remained as calm and collected as ever.

Thus, the main group began learning tactical movements under Himeko's guidance.

Meanwhile, Raiden Mei took Anqi to a small area nearby.

"Anqi, what we're going to learn is a set of physical techniques that Schicksal has summarized and perfected over many years. It can greatly develop our physical abilities and is also an effective way to generate force in actual combat. Everyone else has been learning for over half a year, so you might have to work hard for a while to catch up with them."

"Oh… but is it okay if you don't learn with them?"

"It's fine, actually, I've already mastered the entire set of movements. It's just a matter of proficiency, I won't fall behind in the teaching."

Raiden Mei clapped her hands together, tilting her head in sync. Her charming smile paired with her gentle, watery eyes made it seem as if she was glowing.

"Thank you."

Anqi scratched her face and said weakly.

'Oh wow, she's so good at this!'

'A radiant Yamato Nadeshiko!'

'So cute I could die!'

'Stop joking! The real stuff is here! Everyone, let's learn!'

'That's right, if it doesn't kill you, train to death! With 30x experience, I'm invincible!'

'From today onwards, the great Thousand-Person Ruler lady will embark on the path of practical combat and professionalism!'

'St. Freya, the warm cradle of Herrschers, long live!'

……

"Ah, ouch, ouch, ouch!"

In the quiet and elegant manor villa, the young lady Anqi was hitting her soft waist, supporting herself against the wall with one hand, and constantly gasping for air.

"I'm still not used to the extreme stretching, this body is so useless, even though it's a human body strengthened by Herrscher power."

Anqi rubbed her waist, complaining with some frustration.

But it didn't matter. This identity was mainly a tool for providing various resources, so even if this body had poor aptitude, after strengthening, it would only be a slightly stronger piece of trash, which was completely irrelevant.

A wealthy young lady, all she needed was to be elegant, good-looking, and good at spending money. What need did she have for combat power? It wouldn't fit her persona, would it!

The impeccably dressed old butler pushed the door open, carrying a stack of documents.

"Young lady, these are the final asset transfer contracts. Once you sign them, you will officially inherit the Tachibana clan's legacy."

"Mm. Oh, right, have my two brothers stopped breathing yet?"

"Uh, the news from two hours ago is that the two young masters have already..."

"Old man must be furious, right? After all, they were heirs he meticulously cultivated, only to send people to assassinate each other and end up in a mutual kill, dying so pathetically... Wouldn't you agree?"

Anqi stretched lazily as she asked.

The old butler stood by, his expression blank, like a statue, showing no reaction. Anqi hadn't expected a response from him anyway.

As for hypnotizing the subordinates of those two "brothers" into acting according to "superior orders" and directly causing this outcome... that never happened, okay? I, little Anqi, am innocent, cute, and kind. How could I do such a wicked thing?

"Alright, next, help me recruit some professional managers. I want to interview them personally. Honestly, I don't have time to waste on these trivial matters anymore. I need to secure the inheritance quickly, and then I'm going on a world tour."

"Oh, I almost forgot, it's not the inheritance yet..."

"It doesn't make much difference. Anyway, my two elder brothers made thorough arrangements, and soon, it will be the real inheritance."

Anqi smiled sweetly.

The other 29 Anqis also curved their lips in almost perfect synchronization.

Chapter 15: Anqi, Who Covets the Class Monitor

"Hoo!" xN

"Hah!" xN

"Hiyah!" xN

In the vast and flat Theater of Domination, a line of Anqis dressed in loose martial arts uniforms practiced Schicksal's basic combat techniques in unison, their fists and feet moving as swift as the wind. Each movement was designed to hone the body's flexibility to the utmost, while simultaneously consuming a large amount of physical energy, thereby unleashing the strongest physical power.

As expected of Schicksal, this set of body techniques is scientific and therefore very effective.

"That's about it. We've familiarized ourselves with the stances. Now we'll split into groups. Half of you will start inputting Honkai Energy, and the other half will try to mobilize more muscle power. Body techniques ultimately need to be used. Since we're not afraid of death, let's spare no effort in finding the strongest attack methods!"

An Anqi, walking while flipping through a book, said to the combat training group without looking up.

Then another Anqi also passed by, flipping through a book, and said nonchalantly:

"Think about our enemies, think about this damn Herrscher identity, and think about how we only have a mere 30 clones right now! If we don't improve our combat power, with these little tricks, we'll be wiped out by the future big bosses in minutes!"

"Comrades, our lives are hanging by a thread!"

As soon as this was said, both the main force of combat training and the smaller group continuing to delve into theoretical knowledge were ignited with fierce fighting spirit.

Grind!

All of you, grind!

I, Anqi, in both lives, believe in myself and not in fate. As long as I grind hard enough, I will surely be the one laughing in the end!

The real world, St. Freya Academy.

In the morning mist, a bespectacled girl in short-sleeved shorts and athletic wear ran on the track at a steady high speed. The white mist swirling around her made it difficult to tell if it was fog or the moisture evaporating from her body.

Fu Hua, having completed her customary 20-kilometer morning warm-up run, stopped at a corner of the field. Her slightly rapid breathing gradually calmed down after a brief period of walking.

"Hoo~~"

Fu Hua's lips parted slightly, and the expelled breath pierced through the mist for more than ten meters like an arrow. Then, she spread her legs, bent her knees, and pushed her palms outward naturally, executing a set of boxing techniques so skilled they were integrated into her instincts.

Sometimes still, sometimes moving, her flowing limb movements were like a dance. They didn't seem to contain any power, nor could the sound of the air being cut be heard. Yet, the sea mist around Fu Hua churned and swirled with her movements, as if drawn by a magnet, clinging to her fists and palms as it soared.

In a trance, the mist following Fu Hua's movements seemed to transform into a swimming dragon, or perhaps a flying sword entwined around her, beautiful and profoundly mysterious.

Fu Hua didn't have fixed routines when she practiced boxing; she moved according to her heart. It should be said that she was the ancestor of martial arts in Shenzhou. The movements she made instinctively were already the most standard boxing stances.

Only when a crimson sun slowly rose from the horizon, its morning light piercing the mist and shining upon Fu Hua, who was practicing martial arts, did it seem as if she were glowing.

Normally, Fu Hua would enjoy this ray of morning light, projecting her mind into the ethereal and selfless world of her heart lake, moving as inspiration struck, and stopping when satisfied.

But today, she stopped before the dawn had fully passed. She turned, looked up, and addressed a large tree beside her:

"Anqi, you've been staring at me like this for several days. Do you need something from me..."

"Whoosh!"

The dense foliage of the tree rustled.

Fu Hua could detect a fleeting shadow instantly darting into the nearby bushes, then disappearing without a trace along her blind spot.

A fallen leaf slowly drifted down from the treetop where Anqi had disappeared.

Fu Hua's gaze remained fixed on the direction Anqi had vanished. She casually reached out, pinching the falling leaf with her sword fingers, and then rubbed her forehead with a troubled expression.

"Is she still holding a grudge because I knocked her out back then?"

"Why doesn't she just say it directly? There's no need to hide in the shadows and stare at me for days on end."

"Although it was necessary for the mission at the time, we are classmates now. Perhaps I should find an opportunity to apologize to her in person?"

Fu Hua pondered how to change the current situation.

Fu Hua had actually experienced being followed and spied on before, back when she was at the academy. The culprits were a group of girls who called themselves her fan club, and many of them were even her classmates. While Fu Hua couldn't understand their reasoning, she managed to persuade them to stop their irrational behavior after patient guidance.

Therefore, this matter shouldn't be too difficult to resolve, or so Fu Hua thought.

"Did you go peek at the class president again today? Good morning, ah~~"

Kiana, wearing fluffy slippers and still groggy from sleep, came downstairs, yawning as if she could never get enough sleep.

"I wasn't peeking, I was observing! Hmph!"

Anqi puffed out her cheeks in displeasure, simultaneously pouring a glass of warm water and handing it to Kiana.

"Gulp gulp gulp! Ah! That was refreshing! Thank you, little Anqi~~"

Kiana grabbed the empty water cup, suddenly hugged Anqi, and began nuzzling her, a habit that was slowly becoming part of her daily routine.

Anqi, nestled in Kiana's embrace, which felt as soft and warm as a pool of water, inhaled the intoxicating, faint fragrance and instinctively narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

"Chin... scratch my chin a little... yes... so comfortable..."

"Yo shi yo shi yo shi! Good girl, good girl!"

"Mmm... keep going... don't stop... Hey! I'm not a cat!!"

Anqi, in the theater, once again served as a wake-up call, pulling Anqi out of her daze.

Anqi escaped from Kiana's embrace, glaring with annoyed eyes, then took the cup Kiana had drunk from to the kitchen to wash it.

So scary!

Why is she so soft, and so fragrant? Could this be the legendary succubus physique? Is that why I fell for it so easily?

No, no, no, I think we should first reflect on our own self-control issues.

But she's an ultimate, invincible, super-duper cute little bug!