Prologue
[Historical romance] Imperial Tsundere Student Council by Hoshino Sakura [Completed]
Synopsis
The heroine
Disguises herself as a man
And enters an academy. The hero suffers a melodramatic bout of
Amnesia
And forgets his first love.
A straight man loses his memory, forgets that he is straight along with his
Childhood sweetheart
And first love, and insists on coming out of the closet—only for a twist of fate to make the object of his affections a woman dressed as a man. This is their story—
"Young Master, may I ask whether you have any unique insights into
Male
Love and the passion of the cut sleeve?"
"No."
"Even if you've never conducted hands-on research or put it into practice, surely you've been curious?"
"Never."
"Then what would you do if a man fell for you?"
"Who would dare?"
"Uh, feelings aren't something you can stop with threats and intimidation. What if... someone just happened to fall for you and couldn't help himself? Would you... be willing to accept him and give it a try?"
"You?"
"N-nani?! Me... me?! Of course not! As my senior fellow disciple and upperclassman, you command my utmost reverence! Boundless affection! Endless admiration! In my eyes, you're my god, my benefactor, my great, great king! I would never, ever dare secretly harbor such wicked thoughts toward you, thoughts that would outrage men and gods alike and offend heaven's laws..."
"If it's you, I could consider it."
"..."
Wait... Young Master, wasn't theirs a pure friendship between men, all brotherly affection?
Content tags: Palace Lords and Marquises
Frenemies
Search keywords: Main character: Zhu Bafu ┃ Supporting characters: Li Chenjing, Young Master Piao, Longyang, Long Ang ┃ Other: Hoshino Sakura, □□ Student Council
Chapter 1: Prologue
Wisps of dawn light filtered in, and delicate curls of smoke rose from the incense burner.
The residence of the dynasty's powerful prime minister was in utter chaos.
Because—
Yesterday, the prime minister's young son had been chased all the way to the city gates after his own father—a man whose power dominated court and country and who would disown even his closest kin—shut the doors and unleashed the dogs on him. He had accidentally fallen into the water and now had a fever that would not break.
The reason?
...It was a long story!
"Hey—hey! Wake up! Young Master! Wake up!"
On a soft sandalwood couch, the Young Master, Li Chenjing, breathed in faint, shallow gasps, a sheen of sweat covering his pale, handsome, sickly face.
His long lashes trembled, and his hazy, luminous eyes opened a sliver. Despite his raging fever, he sat up and cast a sidelong glance at the little scholar in blue standing beside his sickbed, who positively reeked of powder and femininity. Breathing softly, he murmured through thin lips, and his very first words were—
"Who are you?"
"Hey, hey, Young Master, isn't it a little heartless of you to forget even me? We spent a thrilling, soul-shattering night together yesterday! It was for your sake that your prime minister father unleashed his dogs and chased me for eight hundred miles, getting dog slobber all over me! After such a towering display of loyalty that reached the clouds, a gallant heart, and a willingness to take blades through both sides for you, you actually ask who I am? Zhu Bafu! Zhu Bafu! Young Master Ba of Wuya Bookstore!"
"...Oh." The frail young man on the bed appeared to understand, then parted his lips again. "Who—am I?"
"...Don't tell me you've gotten some melodramatic case of amnesia?"
"Mm. That appears to be the case."
"...Could you not tell me something so unsettling in such a calm voice? Damn it, you haven't really lost your memory, have you? You only fell into the water for a little soak! I fell in with you, and I'm perfectly fine. How can a grown man like you be so frail that a gust of wind could knock you over? Y-you're a disgrace to us men!"
"...You're yelling at me."
"Hey, hey! What's with clutching your quilt, shrinking into the corner, and trembling? It's not like I'm planning to ravish you!"
"You aren't?"
"...Who gave you permission to answer me as though you were looking forward to it?!"
"Mm—because I seem to have remembered something."
"...Young Master, are you toying with your humble servant? Just give me a straight answer: have you lost your memory or not?"
"It seems I have, but I still remember a little."
"...What do you remember?!"
"I like you."
"What. Did. You. Say?!"
"I don't remember who I am, but I remember—I like you."
"...I. Am. A. Man!"
"I know. That's why we agreed to elope, and why my father sent dogs after us, and why we fell into the water, right?" His smile blossomed, pure and elegant.
Right? Right, my ass! Of course not!
That wasn't how it happened!
There were absolutely no innocent feelings between a man and a woman here... uh, nor any wicked feelings between two men!
The two of them—
Forget it. It was a long story!
Time to sit down and slowly explain their pure relationship between men to him!
This was what had really happened—
Author's note:
=.= I've finally moved Student Council over here~~ Readers kept asking whether they could read it online, haha. I suspect the hand-typed version is the censored published edition, so I've come to post the original version myself. More importantly, QAQ, I'm hoping to write under my readers' whips. Fine, I admit I'm a masochist who has no motivation unless she's being whipped~~~ So, without further rambling, here comes the story~~ Many of you have probably already read the opening sections. Yours truly, Sakura, will be serializing the never-before-released second volume exclusively on Jinjiang! Stay tuned!
Chapter 2: Chapter One
For Die'er's eyes only.
You are so beautiful; one backward glance from you could topple half a lifetime. You are so enchanting, as alluring and tender as spring waters.
The passion in my pulse has been lit by you like a firework's fuse, and I long to burst forth for you in dazzling butterflies of flame.
At this moment, all I wish to hear you say is that you—you want my unbridled passion.
May my waiting turn to dust and gravel in the mortal world, for you to tread upon as you please.