I don't want to be an elf!

"Although I don't know why you betrayed me, I'll give you one last chance out of consideration for our past relationship."

Seemingly believing he had achieved his goal of making an example of someone, the chairman arrogantly looked at the others: "Those who surrender now, I can let bygones be bygones and pretend that nothing happened today."

However, no one responded.

In the eerie silence, the chairman's heart sank to the bottom.

Looking into those eyes that seemed ready to die, she couldn't fathom what had driven these former companions to betray her, even at the risk of their lives, to carry out Miku Izayoi's orders.

"You forced me to do this."

The president slowly drew his own sword-shaped weapon, the Blazing Armor.

What followed was truly a battle to the death.

"Music".

Seeing that the other party was about to get serious, Miku Yosai smiled gently, placed her ten fingers on the piano keys, and produced a high-pitched and aggressive melody like military music.

It's as if a conductor holding a baton suddenly puts on a military uniform and plays a morale-boosting war song behind a vast, advancing army.

This is a march!

The power contained in the music flowed into the body of every soldier belonging to Miku Izayoi, causing their eyes to faintly glow with a blood-red hue.

Speed, strength, physical fitness, and other aspects were instantly enhanced.

“Ah ...

As the first person roared, more than twenty enhanced Star Pulse Generation members rushed towards the pale-faced president.

Unexpectedly, their strength suddenly increased dramatically, catching the president off guard, who could only retreat and defend himself.

"Not bad."

After observing the battle situation for a while, Miku Izayoi nodded in satisfaction.

Originally, the president only needed one strike to incapacitate a Star Pulse Generation member, but with the enhancement from the March, it took four or five attacks to defeat her.

While this is partly due to the fact that energy and strength are divided during a group fight, it also shows how significant the amplification effect of the march is.

"Next up is Requiem."

The originally radical melody suddenly changed.

As abilities change, so does the style of music.

The deep, tranquil sound of the piano reached everyone's ears, soothing their restless souls and even relieving their physical pain.

Those Star Pulse Generation members who were wounded by the blade-shaped Radiant weapon and were painfully clutching their wounds, were empowered by the Requiem and continued to attack the guild leader with roars, ignoring their still bleeding wounds.

"You're all insane! You're all crazy!"

Under such an offensive, the president gradually began to feel the strain.

The presence of over twenty fearless, even painless, Star Vein Era figures even instilled a sense of dread in her.

These companions, with whom she spent every day, now resembled crazed zombies, devoid of their own minds and completely obedient to the Queen's commands.

As her mental state gradually crumbled, her resistance was slowly eroded.

Even if she couldn't launch a counterattack, as a top expert who had once entered the top four of the Wanglong Star Dance Festival and the fifth among the twelve people of the Beginning Page, she was still able to remain undefeated.

Protected by powerful stellar energy, when others struck her, they only left a shallow gash.

Seeing that the battle had reached a stalemate, Miku Izayoi, growing impatient, stopped playing the requiem.

The ten fingers press rhythmically on the piano keys, producing sound waves like ocean waves.

"Rondo!"

The sonic waves, now in tangible form, crashed against the president, who was engulfed in fierce combat, like a vast, continuous ocean, wave after wave.

He focused entirely on the Star Pulse Generation attacking him, completely ignoring Miku Izayoi, allowing her to take the full force of the attack.

"puff......"

Blood flowed from all seven orifices of the chairman, and he lost his balance as if he had been hit on the head with a sledgehammer.

With the final blow from the Star Pulse Generation, she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Then, the experiment is over."

All three abilities were tested, and the results were all good, which improved Miku Izayoi's mood.

"It seems I'm considered quite strong in this world."

Chapter Fourteen: The Two's Plan

The battles between the Star Pulse generations are fierce.

In the midst of a chaotic battle involving more than twenty people, this exquisite and elegant room was completely reduced to ruins, with nothing intact to be seen at a glance.

Even the ceiling and walls were broken down, allowing people to see the night outside.

However, Miku Izayoi didn't seem to care.

After all, she was only staying here for a short time; this wasn't her territory.

The subsequent cleaning work was handed over to the girl with dyed hair who was the squad leader. Miku Izayoi selected a few pretty girls from among the uninjured members and chose a clean room in the headquarters building of the Knights Women's Association.

It's quiet at night.

In the bathroom, several girls were washing their bodies under the shower.

The hazy steam and orange lighting added a touch of ambiguity to the atmosphere, which also gave Miku, who was lying in the bathtub, a terrible headache.

Although she brought them along because of the role-playing requirements, she hadn't figured out what to do next.

"If you want to get a high rating for Izayoi Miku's performance, the old-fashioned, superficial approach won't work at all; you have to go all out."

With half her face submerged in the water and bubbles coming out of her mouth, Miku Yosai thought dejectedly, "Although I've long since adapted to a woman's body since I transmigrated, I'll have to go back eventually. If I really do that kind of thing, I feel like something precious will never come back."

The most crucial point is that the original work doesn't specify the extent to which Miku Izayoi actually accomplished this.

Limited to citrus-scented physical contact? Ringing each other's doorbells? Or going all the way to... well, you know.

Should we use the Magic Tool?

Her brain short-circuited from thinking, Miku shook her head, forcibly shifting her attention away from these problems.

"Let's think about how to proceed with the next step of the plan first."

Taking a deep breath and calming herself down, she decided to leave the question of whether to do it or not to her future self in ten minutes.

After the recent battle, she has a thorough understanding of the Po Jun Songstress's abilities.

Originally, she planned to find the gangs related to Rewolf Black Academy in the entertainment district and contact the students of Rewolf Black Academy through their channels.

In this way, she can brainwash the first three of the twelve people on the first page to become her partners in the Phoenix Star Dance Festival.

This will definitely make the chairman of the board of directors of the Kwai Enwei Children's Academy anxious.

From an outsider's perspective, this behavior undoubtedly indicates that she is preparing to join the Lev Black Academy.

Once she grows up with the resources of Rewolf Black Academy, the Quinv Children's Academy, which relies on idols for its livelihood, will face a huge challenge.

They had absolutely no chance of winning the Star Dance Festival.

In the idol industry, popularity will be divided up again.

Therefore, Petora only has two choices.

First, offer more incentives to persuade Miku Yoshou to join the Aoi Eun-wie Children's Academy.

Second, find an opportunity to eliminate this future enemy before she joins the Lev Black Academy.

Pedra is a smart woman; unless the situation becomes irreversible, she would definitely choose the first option.

Miku Izayoi's goal was to force Pedra to provide her with better idol resources by pretending to join the Lev Black Academy.

In this way, her plan was perfectly accomplished.

However, her plan went awry midway through because she overestimated her solo abilities.

Her solo performance was ineffective against the president of the Knights' Guild, who had once ranked fifth among the twelve at the beginning, so it was even less likely to work against the top three.

"Lady Miku, we're done washing."

Just as she was pondering her next move, the girls around her had somehow gathered around her.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Miku Izayoi took a deep breath, ultimately unable to escape reality.

Looking at the beautiful girls around her, all available for her to choose from, she swallowed hard.

To do or not to do, that is the question.

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at the same time.

The chairman's office at the Kwai Eun-wi Children's Academy.

Although it was late at night, the diligent chairman was still working on his tasks.

The idol selection competition has just ended, and she has a huge amount of documents to process.

It's not just about the aftermath of the event, but also about the future treatment of the winning idol group.

"Chairman, why don't you take a short break?" The secretary handed over the brewed coffee. "You're still working so late. I'm afraid there's no chairman among the six academies who is more diligent than you."

"It's because my subordinates are all proud and arrogant young girls. If I don't handle things personally, it's easy to cause conflicts."

Pedra put down her pen and pinched the bridge of her nose.

She picked up her coffee and took a sip; the rich bitterness slightly invigorated her.

As she took a break from her work, sipping her coffee, she seemed to suddenly remember something.

"What about the princess who ran away?" Pedra asked. "Has the information about her been compiled?"

"I'm sorry, Chairman, that girl named Miku Izayoi may have a very powerful background. We haven't found any useful information yet."

Upon hearing this, Pedra frowned slightly in displeasure.